Hope everyone likes this chapter. Sorry it took me soooo long to do it.
Chapter 3
Hermione's POV
In that amazing moment, Draco kissed me. He actually kissed me. I pulled away from him briefly, to see what his reaction was, but all I saw was confusion. I didn't know what to do, so I opened my mouth to say something, but he just pulled me in, again, this time with more passion and tongue in it. Of all the people that had to walk in on us, it had to be Pansy Parkinson. I immediately pulled away, trying to hide my face.
"Hermione Granger? Of anyone you could kiss, including me, you picked Hermione Granger? That's like me kissing Harry Pothead!" This made me so mad, that, without thinking, I charged at her, pushing her to the ground. I turned to leave, but immediately jumped up and pushed me against the wall. All right, I thought, if this is how you want it to be than this is how it's going to be.
The next several minutes were a big blur, but I believe that I won the fight, because when Harry (who magically appeared) pulled me off of Pansy, she was covered in blood and bruises. I'm not sure how badly I looked, but I figured I looked pretty bad, too.
Harry escorted me to the hospital wing, while Draco escorted Pansy. All that was heard through out the halls were our footsteps echoing against the walls. When we got to the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey (Did I spell that right?) showed both Pansy and I to separate beds across the room, so we would not bother each other. Harry staid with me for a little while and we talked about what happened. (I just told him that Pansy and I got in a verbal fight about nothing and it turned into a physical fight) He seemed happy with this answer and left me with a kiss on my forehead. That was really odd. Harry never gives me kisses period. This thought was immediately pushed out of my mind because as soon as Harry closed the door, Draco came in, with concern smothering his handsome face.
"Are you okay, Hermione?"
"Yeah, I think I am fine. But we really need to talk about what happened in that bathroom."
"Well I think you pushed, then she jumped up and pushed you…"
"No, I don't mean that. I mean what happened before that….you know…..our kiss."
At this comment he blushed very deeply. I thought this was really cute. "Well, you see, Hermione, there is something I really need to tell you. I am…"
All of a sudden, Madam Pomfrey bustled into the room and shooed Draco out. The last this he said to me was: "We'll talk later." Then he was gone. What was he going to tell me?
Draco's POV
My heart was racing so fast I couldn't seem to breathe. That kiss was amazing. Then, when Hermione pulled away and looked up at me I knew she was going to say something, so I just pulled her in, again. Hoping that this time, the kiss would be even better. It was. Then, when I was least expecting it, Pansy had to walk into the girl's bathroom. She looked as though she was going to kill me, but at the same time, break down and cry. I thought this was hilarious, but I tried not to laugh.
"Hermione Granger? Of anyone you could kiss, including me, you picked Hermione Granger? That's like me kissing Harry Pothead!" I could tell this made Hermione mad, because she charged at Pansy, making her fall to the ground. I didn't know what to do. On one side, I had the woman that I was supposed to marry one day (according to my parents) Then on the other side, I had the woman that I loved dearly. So the only thing I could think up to do was stand and watch. A few minutes later, Potter came in and said:" What in the heck? Why aren't you stopping them?" At this comment I just shrugged my shoulders and we started trying to pull Hermione off of Pansy. Now the only thing left to do was take them to the hospital wing.
When Pansy and Hermione were separated, Pansy started yelling at me through a whisper about how foolish I am to get kiss a mudblood and all this other crap. So I decided to pretend like I was listening but I was really trying to here what Potter and Hermione were talking about. Pansy was at the front of the hospital wing, so when I saw Potter leave, I knew it was my chance to talk to Hermione. Without any warning, I left Pansy mid-way through her sentence.
I tried to take slow steps but I was too excited to see her and finally tell her how I feel. When I got into her room, she looked like she had just gotten hit with a baseball bat, right in her gut. I must have shown my concern because when she saw me, her expression immediately changed to a warm smile.
For the first time in my entire life, my mouth went dry, and I couldn't think if anything to say, so I asked, "Are you ok?" My voice sound t\so squeaky that it was almost unrecognizable, but she didn't seem to notice.
"Yeah, I think I am fine. But we really need to talk about what happened in that bathroom." I knew exactly what she was talking about, but instead I replied,
"Well I think you pushed, then she jumped up and pushed you…"
"No, I don't mean that. I mean what happened before that….you know…..our kiss." I had just gotten my voice back when it suddenly disappeared.
I waited for a few seconds to think of the right words to say. "Well, you see, Hermione, there is something I really need to tell you. I am…"
At that exact moment, Madam Pomfrey hurried in telling me I needed to leave to give Hermione her rest. I left Hermione's bedside telling her that we would talk later.
As I walked towards my dormitories, having just closed the door to the hospital wing, Potter appeared out of nowhere, pushing me against the wall, wand in hand. "The next time I see you anywhere near Hermione your dead. Got it?"
"Trust me Potter. I would never be caught dead anywhere near that dirty little Mudblood." These words hurt both of us really badly, but Harry seemed to be satisfied that I gave him remark that he was looking for, so he left me there, thinking of my next plan of action.
Hey, how long till the music drowns you out?
Don't put words in my mouth,
I didn't steal your boyfriend,
Hey, how long till you face what's goin' on,
Cause you really got it wrong,
I didn't steal you boyfriend