Chapter 4. Awkward moments
During that night, Hermione was dreaming about Draco till dawn. Scenes upon scenes of moments or either fights. Dumbledore gave the school three days off of vacation before they start on their studies.
Hermione woke up pretty late, and it was a Saturday afternoon.
Monday they'd have to go back to their original schedules.
Her thoughts tuned back to Draco Malfoy, he was always good looking, but he's also always been an inconsiderable, arrogant jerk. But I do see something in him, like a feeling that's dying to get out. He could be sweet and sensitive. Ha! Maybe, truly, he's hiding his feelings underneath the sarcasm. Now since the incident of last night, she wasn't hurt anymore, she was angry.
There was series of shops, from clothes to music, beyond Hogsmeade. The staff decided that it would be a good idea because it would keep the majority of the students to occupy them.
'I'm sick of staying inside this room, I want to get out! Maybe being outside would help my depression,' She thought.
She had to take medicine for it. It didn't help much, 'I mean, the "ordeal" happened a month ago. I can't get over it that fast,' she thought glumly.
'What I need is a long, hot, and refreshing shower.'
She grabbed some clothes, and began to exit her portrait. She opened the bathroom door just as Draco was exiting it. She jumped back as anger surged through her. He didn't say anything, partly because Hermione noticed he was in a towel, wrapped tightly around his waist.
"Look," He said. "I know you won't believe this, but I'm sorry about last night."
He paused.
She was lost for words, until she realized she was blabbering, "Well I guess I overreacted with slapping you, but your acting strange and trying to make me believe that you-"
Her words were cut off by Draco's lips pressed against hers. A heat of passion surged through her, but at the same time she was completely taken aback. She pulled away, hearing the voices in her head.
"No!" She cried.
Draco seemed puzzled. She closed her eyes trying to mute the screams of her nightmare.
"I can't do this, it's too much!" She explained.
"But," He said.
She shook her head vigorously indicating "No". Instantly she ran into the bathroom, turning the shower on, scalding water ran down her hair, down her back, to her toes.
'Every kiss feels like him. Why can't I banish him from my thoughts? Why are his words so keen to haunt me? I need to get out,' she decided.
'I need to have some time alone, to think. Yes, that's exactly what I'll do.'
Ten minutes later she got out of the shower. She simply wore a mocha and white "Joe Boxer" shirt, and denim's again. She smeared on some light make-up to make her feel a little better, and let her loose curls hang freely. She was too lazy too put them up.
As she was leaving the bathroom, he was already gone. Dumbfounded as to where he would go, she grabbed her coat and walked out of the mermaid portrait. They were all snoozing lazily on the rocks. She rolled her eyes, and continued to walk down the hallway.
Most of the students were still in their common rooms; otherwise they were either sleeping or eating breakfast.
As she walked the grounds of Hogwarts she couldn't help but thinking why he kissed her. She found it extremely odd. She decided to go shopping for clothes first. Shopping for things always made her feel better. She wasn't doing it for anyone else, but for herself. She made her way though clusters of students. She spotted Harry, Ron, and Ginny, but didn't bother to walk over by them.
She entered a shop called "Madame's Wardrobe." As soon as she stepped in, crisp apple incents filled her nostrils. One side of the shop had robes, and school uniforms, but the other section had the latest styles, and trends. Hermione didn't want to go extreme; she just wanted a few new things.
She scammed the racks of clothes curiously. She grabbed two pairs of shorts, a couple of hoodies, and two pairs of pants, and Capri's. As she was changing into her clothes a memory flashed back to her.
--Flashback—
her mother and her were sitting in a café, having a cup of coffee. "La Shanu" was one of their favorite coffee shops. It seemed like it couldn't get anymore perfect, but her mother found herself saying, "Hermione
dear, I need to get away for a while."
Hermione was utterly shocked, "What do you mean?"
"I'm telling you that I can't stay here for another minute, I need to get out, but I'll be back."
There was a long pause. Hermione swallowed the scalding coffee, feeling sick to her stomach. Outside a steady rain had begun to beat against the windows; it looked and sounded cold.
"But you can't go mom, I'll have to deal with him." She whispered searching her mother's eyes for a resolution.
"I know, but you'll be going back to school soon and..." Her voice seemed to trail off. She couldn't believe her ears.
Her mother started to get up, "My taxi's waiting honey."
"What?" She stammered. "You're leaving now?"
"Well soon, honey, your growing up, after school you'll be on your own anyway, I need some time, and so do you." She seemed desperate. They were outside by now. The rain came harder, beating against their bodies, puddles forming.
"So you're saying that. You're abandoning me?" Hermione cried.
"No, no darling, I love you, I want you to be happy."
"What by doing this?" She yelled.
"Hermione dear, you only have two weeks until you leave for you seventh and final year, I love you, please don't be angry with me," She pleaded.
"I love you too mom." By now her clothes were drenched.
They hugged and cried it seemed like seconds had gone by. All the important years and memories came zooming past in they're minds. One minute they were drinking coffee, catching up on the day's end, next minute her mother was leaving her. It was a tragedy to her; her mother was always there for her, always.
"You know this is hard for me, I need to go now," She said as the taxi driver honked the horn. "Always remember that I love you." She slowly got in the taxi, not keeping her eyes off her daughter. The taxi door slammed shut. It started to drive away.
Hermione ran after the speeding vehicle screaming after her, "Mom! Oh, mom! Please don't leave me, I love you! Mom! Mom! Don't leave me please!"
The rain mixed with her salty tears, as she was drenched.
--End of flashback—
Hermione was done changing, she couldn't bear it any longer, and she paid for her things, and ran out the door. 'She abandoned you. She abandoned you.' A voice kept whispering in her head. She didn't know how far she ran, but she pushed through the crowds running at top speed. She started to cry, but she kept on running, people turned to stare, and started to shout out at her. 'She abandoned you. She abandoned you.' Kept ringing in her ears. It droned out any other noises nearby. She ran and ran until she collapsed on the ground sobbing in the middle of the forest.

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Coming soon… chapter 5 – A passionate daze