here's chapter 21, let me know when you read it, i'll post a lot more!
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Chapter Twenty-One:
Hermione woke up the next morning determined to talk everything out with Draco, and to make something work.
She really cared for him, and she did not want everything to slip away because of a stupid fight.
She got up, got dressed and walked towards the bathroom to do her usual morning wake up routine.
On the way there she noticed Draco was out of his room. She quickly searched around the house and could not find him anywhere.
She decided he probably walked out to think things over, and figured she wouldn't stress over it. She did her usual morning routine and headed towards the kitchen to start on breakfast.
She was slicing bread when Draco walked into the house holding a beautiful bouquet of two dozen long stem red roses.
Hermione almost cut her finger from shock. She placed the knife on the table, and walked towards him.
"Hermione, I'm very sorry. I know I mistreated you. Can we please talk and work things out?" he said looking at her with hopeful eyes.
"Draco," Hermione started, "I'm also very sorry, it's been horrible fighting with you. I want to work things out, and to finally settle what we have here." said Hermione coming closer to him.
"These are for you." Draco handed her the bouquet of flowers.
Hermione put them in a vase with some water, and looked up at Draco for him to start talking.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" he asked her.
"Sure. The fresh air would do us good right now." said Hermione and headed towards the door.
They started walking around Hermione's block. Draco knew he should start up the conversation, but he was at loss of words from worry.
He really did truly love Hermione. He couldn't think of his life without her, yet he was also very hurt by her.
Hermione waited for Draco to start up a conversation. Once they were walking in total slience for a few minutes she decided to break the ice, and start one herself.
"Draco, I don't understand why you got so angry with me the other night." said Hermione sincerely.
Draco kept quite for a few seconds longer and finally he spoke up.
"You denied me, you denied us." hurt was revealed in his words.
"Draco, I didn't deny us, I was just very confused and unsure about us. I always thought you were the enemy, and all of a sudden, you come into my life and turn it completely opside down." explained Hermione holding back tears.
"Well, life hasn't been too easy for me either you know. Being away from my world, where everyone thinks I'm a criminal. Stuck inside a house, can't get out too often because it can risk my life. And on top of it all, I live with the guilt of you risking your life for me daily.
Do you know what it feels like to be responsible for somebody's life? And I'm responsible for the lives of the two women I care for most? Can you imagine the stress I go through daily? The only thought that's comforting to me, is that no matter what, at the end of the day I always have us. I guess it was all a mere illusion than wasn't it? A mere dream of actually being happy for the first time in my life." said Draco knowing he's hurting here with his words, but he couldn't stop them from coming out.
Hermione felt guilt rushing into her senses like posion rushes into blood. The guilt reminding her, hurting her, killing her.
She looked into his eyes. They were cold, they were angry, they were hurt.
While her eyes showed obvious pleading for forgiveness.
"Draco, I know I was wrong, but you really can't blame me for all of it either. It's only been a few weeks that we know each other, how did I know all this will all be all so serious?" asked Hermione.
"What do you mean how were you suppose to know? Don't you feel anything towards me?" he asked moving closer.
He grabbed her by her waist bringing her closer.
"Don't you feel electricity shooting through your insides every time I touch you?" he asked, his voice is lowered to a whisper.
He leaned closer, and moved his lips closer to hers.
"Don't you feel like nothing in the world matters anymore when I kiss you?" he asked, slowly and gently, he placed his lips on hers, and kissed her.
He was right. Nothing in the world mattered, not now, not ever.
She loved him, and it felt right.
They kissed like it was their first time ever. With all the passion, all the energy, all the love bringing them closer. Placing them inside this big and powerful web. A web that was protected by their love. A web no one could break or destroy. A web that would keep them together forever.
They pulled away from the kiss leisurely. Making it last as long as they could, connecting in more ways than ever.
Hermione looked into his eyes. She could read them clearly, he cared for her a lot. She wanted to tell him, to show him just how much she cared. The three little words almost escaped her mouth.
Words so small with such a great meaning. Words that could change her life forever.
"I want to be with you, now and for as long as we'll make this last. I want us to be proud of our relationship, not keeping it down for no one to find out. I would shout it out to the world if I have to. Kapish? " he asked with a smile, pulling away from her gradually.
"Kapish!" Hermione giggled and they walked back towards the house.
Inside the house, they had breakfast together, and then decided to just relax and take it slow for the day.
Both of them were exhausted from the lack of sleep of the other night.
"I think I'm going to go take a nap." said Hermione yawning.
"Ok." said Draco as he picked her up in his arms, and led her to his bedroom.
He gently placed her on his bed, and lied down next to her.
"What do you think your doing?" asked Hermione trying to sound serious.
"Taking a nap with you." he said hugging her.
They cuddled for a few seconds, and finally they rested in each other's embrace.