It was only 9:30 and I was bored. I began to draw on my arm with a stick muggles called a 'pen'. I drew a snake on my hand, wrapping around my wrist in a bracelet way.
I had just finished the last part of the scale on the snake. My drawings always had to have plenty of detail. I looked at the clock and it was 10:59, Hermione should be coming over soon. Then there was a tap on my window. I ran over to it and found Hermione with her eyes closed shut, gripping the ladder. I opened the window and let her in. She let out a breath and calmed down a but. "Scared of Heights?" Although it was more of a statement.
"Terrified." She walked over and laid down on my bed, still trying to even out her breathing. Suddenly, she perked up, "Did you bring Wa-Wa?" She asked with a smirk spreading across her face.
"Why do you ask?" I replied, walking over to the bed and sitting next to her.
"Because your 'grams' said that you couldn't sleep without it." She replied. I looked down in defeat and reached under my pillow for my bear. I pulled it out and she gasped. "It's so cute!"
"It's not that 'cute. The ear is missing from when I got a hold of my dad's wand and an eye's missing from when I tried to eat it. Plus, it's got a lot of stitches on it from all the times he ripped." I looked up from my bear and saw her trying not to laugh, "What's so funny?"
"You tried to eat the bear's eye!" Then she broke out in a fit of giggles. I quickly put a silencing charm over the whole room. Luckily I was seventeen. She quickly calmed down and looked at my wrist. She leaned over and traced the snake with her finger, giving me shivers. "I didn't know you could draw that good."
I reached for her hand, "There are a lot of things that you don't know about me." I replied. She looked up at me and I bent down and kissed her. We pulled away simultaneously, and she yawned, "Come on, bed time." She stuck out her bottom lip in a pout. "Put back that lip and climb in."
"Uh, Draco? I need some pajamas." She said quietly. I smirked, went to my dresser and pulled out some pants with snitches on them and a huge shirt. I tossed them at her and pointed to the bathroom. She jumped up and ran to the bathroom.
I climbed into my bed and waited for Hermione to come back. Then, the door to the bathroom opened and Hermione stepped out. She looked like she was swimming in my clothes. I resisted my urge to snicker, but instead replaced it with a smirk.
"And what, pray tell, are you smirking about, Mr. Malfoy?" She said, placing her hands on her hips.
"You in my clothes. You look like you're swimming in them." Then I did snicker. She walked over and playfully smacked my arm. "Ouch, that hurt." I rubbed my arm and proceeded to stick out my bottom lip, "Please, don't give me any flashbacks to 3rd year. That really hurt."
"Aw, poor baby." She said in a baby tone. How childish can you get? She slid under the cover and laid her head on my chest, "Good night."
"What? No good night kiss?"
"Fine." She replied. Then she sat up and kissed me gently o the lips.
"Thank you." I smiled, "Now you can go to bed." She smiled back ad lay down on my chest again. Soon, we were both asleep.
The next morning, somehow, Hermione was on her side away from me and I was spooning her. I slowly and quietly got up and out of bed. As I neared the door, I looked back at Hermione and smiled. She was beautiful. I wonder if this relationship will still be like this when we go back to Hogwart's. My friends would probably disown me for associating with a muggle-born, but what about her friends? I sighed and left the room to go downstairs.
When I reached the kitchen, I was surprised to find Grams making tea at the counter. "Morning Draco." She said, without turning around. I think she has eyes in the back of her head, "You and Hermione sleep well?"
I froze in my tracks when she said that, "Hermione?" I tried playing the innocent child, but it didn't work
"Oh please, I raised you dad," Good point. "Plus, I heard giggling last night and if that was you then I'm scared." I smiled, walked over and kissed Grams on the cheek.
"Thanks for being understanding, Grams."
"Well, here, take these up to Janie. That poor girl must be starving; she's such a stick." She passes me a plate of fruit, then proceeded to shove me up the stairs.
I walked in just as Hermione was sitting up. "Morning, Love." I said, placing the fruit on the bedside table.
"I thought you left me or something." She mumbled, obviously still half asleep.
I chuckled, "Never." I leaned down and planted a kiss on her lips. "So, what're are we going to do today?" I asked, eating a strawberry.
She yawned, "I don't know." She rubbed her eyes in a childish manner then perked up, "I want you to meet my friend, Meg! She's amazing! Then we can go to the club with her and her boyfriend, Luke. What time is it?"
"It's about 9:30, why?" I ate another strawberry and saw that she was watching my lips. I smirked on the inside and began to eat the strawberry very slowly. She licked her lips, then bit her lips. "Hermione, close your eyes." She closed them, "Open you mouth." She slowly opened her mouth, hesitantly. I placed a strawberry in her mouth and she bit down. She moaned in pleasure, quietly. I took my hand away and moved slightly. Her eyes were still closed so I took this moment to kiss her passionately. She didn't hold back and immediately kissed me.
She tasted like strawberries and I loved it. Slowly, she pulled away and I opened my eyes. She still had her eyes close, and then she opened them. "Amazing." She whispered.
"I know I am." I replied. She rolled her eyes. "So, what exactly are we doing today?"
"Um, we're going to call Meg and Luke after I get the guest room ready for my little cousin Josh, because my family is coming up for holidays." She replied as she began to get out of bed.
"How old is your little cousin?"
"He's 3, but he's very good at hiding and getting himself into trouble."
"Sounds like me."
"Sadly."
"Hey!" I got up to tickle her, but she ran to the bathroom with her clothes and shut the door. I could hear her laughing on the other side, "Be glad I'm a gentleman or else I'd barge in there right now." I walked over to my dresser and picked out some clothes. I wore a dark green sweater and black pants. Then I put on my silver chain with a dragon and snake pendant on from my mother.
I looked at the necklace and saw all the abuse my mother had to go through. Then I heard the door open. I turned and saw Hermione walk out still smiling. I pushed away the thoughts of my mother and smiled back at her.
"Well, if we're going to get a room ready, then let's go." I started towards the door when Hermione grabbed my hand.
"What about you r grandmother?" She asked. I could tell she was afraid of being caught.
"She already knows you're here." Her eyes went wide, "Don't worry, she doesn't care. She's the one who gave me the tray of food for you." She gave me a worried look. "Don't worry, love." I bent down and kissed her forehead, nose, and then her mouth. "We'll be okay."
"I'm trusting you." She whispered. I took her hand and walked downstairs.
"Bye, Grams!" I yelled from the door.
"Where are you going?" She asked from the kitchen.
"Hermione's."
"Oh, okay. Bye Drakie. Bye Janie."
"Bye, Miss Edna." Hermione said, blushing slightly. Hermione quickly ran out the door and to her house. I followed her, right on her heels.