Say it for me say it to me and I'll leave this life behind me say it if it's worth saving me
"I think I'm going to go for a walk" Draco said to Hermione.
"Will you be okay?" she asked getting off of the couch and walking towards Draco who was trying to hide the fact that he had gotten so upset.
"Yea…I'll be fine…don't worry about it just go on to sleep" Draco said giving Hermione a small smile.
"Draco" Hermione said putting her hand on his shoulder as he was leaving.
"Yea" he said turning around.
"Be careful" she told him sincerely and Draco nodded his head and walked out the door.
Hermione went to her room and put on her pajamas and laid down in bed, she turned out the light and closed her eyes but she couldn't sleep. No matter what she did her mind kept thinking about Draco. No wonder he's the way that he is. Living with a father like that must be awful.
Hermione had never had to endure something like that from either one of her parents. She didn't always get along with them of course but they never said or did anything like what Lucius had done. Hermione tossed and turned until at 1:00 AM she finally heard Draco stumble in. He was making some odd noises. It sounded like he kept bumping into things. Hermione started to get a little worried so she got up to go check on him.
"Draco?" Hermione called to him when she got into the common room.
"Oh, hi Hermione!" Draco said loudly.
"Are you okay?" she asked turning on the light.
"Oh I'm fine! I don't feel a thing!" Draco slurred out as he tripped over a shoe on the floor.
"Are you drunk?" Hermione asked with a shocked expression on her face.
"I wouldn't say drunk…I'd say….well yes I guess drunk would be the appropriate term" Draco said laughing.
(A long night spent with you're most obvious weakness you start shaking at the thought, you are everything I want because you are everything I'm not)
"Come on" Hermione said grabbing his arm and half carrying him up the steps to his room.
"You know you smell really good" Draco said sticking his nose in Hermione's hair.
"Well thank you Draco" Hermione said as she sat him down on his bed.
"Now all I have to do is think of a charm that can sober you up" Hermione said thinking.
"No!" Draco yelled "I don't want to be sobered up!"
"Draco you're drunk you don't know what you want" Hermione said.
"I don't know what I want?" Draco asked turning very serious.
"No you don't" Hermione said with equal seriousness in her voice.
"I know that I don't want to be my father, I know that I don't want to be his son anymore, I know that I hate him, I know that he hurts my mother and no matter how much I try to protect her it never seems to be enough….I know that I'm not enough" Hermione was stunned into silence.
"You see I don't want to be sober because when I'm sober all of my problems catch up with me…and right now I want to be as far from them as possible" Draco's face looked even paler in the dark with the moon shining on it through the window…or maybe that was just because he was drunk.
"Draco" Hermione said sitting down beside him on the bed "You can't do this to your…"
"Shh" Draco put his finger to Hermione's lips, It felt good to Hermione "Don't say anything…just stay with me" Draco laid down on the bed.
"Draco…I don't know" Hermione said uneasily.
"I'm not going to try anything…I just want to feel you here" Draco said and patted the empty space beside him.
Hermione could tell that his intentions were good so she lay down with him. They were silent for the longest time, neither one of them said a word or made a move. Then Draco put his arm around Hermione and drew her to him. She laid her head on his chest and felt so comfortable.
(We lay, we lay together just not too close, too close, how close is close enough)
What was happening? How could she feel so safe and comfortable with Draco Malfoy? How had they become so close? Hermione let all of these thing slip her mind when she started listening to the steady beat of Draco's heart beating and she let the rhythm of his chest rising and falling lull her to sleep.
When Hermione woke up the next morning Draco wasn't beside her. She turned her head and saw him in the adjoining bathroom with his head in the toilet gagging and heaving.
"Draco are you ok?" Hermione asked concernedly as she ran to his side.
"Yea I'm great I just spent the past hour hugging my porcelain friend but I'm ok" He hadn't lost any of his sarcasm. Draco looked up and leaned against the wall, he was even paler than normal.
"Draco you look awful" Hermione said sympathetically and she went to the sink and soaked a wash rag with cold water and crouched down beside him and pressed it to his forehead and face. Draco just stared at her. No one had ever looked at her like that before.
"What? Is there something on my face?" Hermione asked.
"No" Draco answered laughing a little.
"What then?" Hermione asked.
"Why are you doing this?" Draco asked.
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked.
"I mean…I haven't been the greatest person to you so why are you helping me?" Draco asked.
"Because….somewhere deep down…I care about you" Hermione answered looking down at the floor her cheeks turning pink.
"You do?" Draco asked.
"Well…yea" Hermione answered.
"Hermione?" Draco asked.
"Yea" She answered back looking up at him. Draco put his index finger under Hermione's chin and lifted her head and leaned in and kissed her.
Everything in Hermione's body and mind said this is right. Draco wrapped his arms around her and Hermione ran her fingers through his platinum blonde hair. After what felt like forever they parted. "What has happened to us?" Draco asked smiling "I used to hate you" He laughed.
"I know, I have to ask you something" Hermione said.
"Ok" Draco said.
"Did you just kiss me because you have feelings for me or because of the same reason that you had sex with me?" Hermione asked.
"Hermione I don't know what has happened between us over the past few weeks but I finally got to know you. The real you and I have come to find that I care about the real you. Not just because you're pregnant with my child but because of who you are." Draco answered, and he wasn't lying Hermione had known him long enough to know when he was lying.
Hermione smiled and leaned close to her and pressed her lips to his. It was the best feeling in the world and she knew that she would never let it go.
A/N: ok guys what did you think? Please review me and let me know!
-BlackPearl07