Ron sat stiffly.
"So have you asked him?" Harry asked.
Hermione shot a poisonous glare at him, "No. Ive got to convince him first. He wont just tell me-" She stopped Would he?
"I just- i dont know." Hermione said.
Ron raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean you dont know?" For once he wasnt eating his toast. "Well.."
"If i just get the information and then break up with him, then its- thats just...mean." She shook off Harrys frown. "Hey- He has feelings too! He took me out to the forbidden forest and danced with me last night! He danced with me!" Hermione left out the part about crying.
"Malfoy? Danced with you?" Harry asked. Hermione nodded, "Yes!" She sighed. "That love potion is really making him loopy.
"Have you tried getting intimate with him to see if he spills it then-"
Hermione threw a hand over his mouth before he coukd continue. "No, no, no, no, no, no- Never- No Harry-" He started smirking at her, "No!"
Ron was half throwing up but Harry insisted. "Its the only way."
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Hermione put her book down before she glanced at the lake beside them and then at him.
She ran her fingers quickly through his blonde, fluffy hair. "When are you gonna stop starring at me." He smirked, "When i get my kiss."
Hermione shook her head before she jumped over at him, knocking him on the grass beside her and once ontop of him she put her arms around his head on the ground before she leant down quickly and pecked him on the lips. "You done?" She asked.
"No." he smirked at her before he pulled her head down and kissed her hard. Hermione kissed him back but panicked when his hands started snaking around her back and then went under her shirt, feeling her skin.
She sat up ontop of him and he stopped, "Im sorry-"
"No its fine." She said before she laid down next to him on the grass and kissed him once more.
Rose picked up her book moments later and took one more final moment looking at the green grass and the sparkling lake water, before she continued reading.
The most specific thjngs to muggle survival-She felt him sit just behind her.
She ignored his childish attempt to get her attention.
..things to muggle survival is the importance-He had wrapped an arm around her left side. Again she ignored his attention seeking.
...is the importance of these three elements in wich magic can not endure in their lives. Sleep, food, and-He had brushed part of her hair aside off, of her shoulder. Hermione turned to him and shot him a glare before she continued reading.
...Food, and Money. Things essential to all exquisites, including travel, clothing, food, and even time of day- Oh my god!
She almost dropped her book as he had moved all of her hair aside and had pressed a soft kiss to her neck. She leaned away from him quickly before she remembered what Harry said about intimacy.
"You know i have N.E.W.T.S this week?" She said a little too husky for her usual tone. He smirked a replied in a husky tone that scared her, "I know." He leaned forward and kissed her neck softly again before Hermione turned to him and kissed him on the lips.
She stopped. An owl?It had caught the corner of her eye. An owl was in deed heading towards them, or towards her.
"Ugh, is it Weasel?" Draco asked, "Cant even come and see you in person?"
Hermione shook her head as it landed, "I dont think so."
She took the letter from the owls beak, it was adressed to her. She frowned as she cut it open and pulled out a letter.
It was moments later that Hermione had jumped up and started bouncing up and down, "Im head girl!" She squealed. Draco smiled. Hermione remembered intimacy again. Head dorms.
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His lips crushed against hers as he pushed her onto her new bed in the head dorms.
Hermione smiled into his lips as he climbed ontop of her, flicking his wand and making the bedroom door shut. He left her lips for a moment, "I hope your room mate doesnt mind." He smirked.
Hermione shifted a little as his hand began undoing the buttons on her shirt. She tried to ignore the fact that she didnt actually love him, so she shouldn't do it with him.
She grabbed his hand. And he looked her in the eyes, "Not tonight." She realised they'd only been together a week and a half.
She could see the apologetic look in his eyes and he nodded, "Im sorry i really am."
Draco took a moment to realise how beautiful she was. Her lips were chapped and bright pink. Her skin was a soft light glow ij the sunlight seeping through the curtains. Hermikne brown pupils moved around, their orbs of glows trying to read his expression. Her curls were messy and he loved it.
He loved her. He was in love with her. Wow. he thought
She really was beautiful. She was amazing. And smart. For once he couldnt understand why blood status didnt matter to him. He felt warm around her and thats all that mattered.
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Hermione sat on her bed looking at him. "Do you trust me?" She said.
Draco nodded, "Yes."
Hermione nodded as she laid down with her head in his lap, "Tell me your deepest darkest secret."
He raised an eyebrow, "What for?" he asked. Hermione knew she'd have to face this. "Ill tell you mine if you tell me yours."
Draco nodded, "Yours first."
"No its not really a secret i mean-"
"Your holding back." He teased as he ran his fingers through her curls.
"Fine." She said. "My biggest secret is my crush on you for three years. This year, last year and the year before that."
Draco raised an eyebrow. Thats new.
"Is that true?" He said.
Hermione nodded, "But that was back when you cared so much about blood status and reputation." She frowned, "And you used to pick on my friends."
Draco said the only thing he knew was true, "No i was just jealous of you- I never hated you."
Hermione frowned, "Jealous of what?" She said.
Draco smiled, "How beautiful you are." He kissed her quickly. Hermions giggled before she said, "Whats your biggest secret?" She said.
Draco sighed, "Right now- Losing you." Then he snogged her untill she couldnt breath. Hermione sighed inside. Try again tommorow.
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Hermione noticed as time passed, they entered their third week of a love potion realationship. And some how Hermione had been questioning why it was sad to her that it was all going to end soon.
She realised she wasnt fake smiling anymore, and the feelings she felt. Like that afternoon.
She had been snogging him for hours but not once had he complained about being bored. It was another one of their trips into the forbidden forest.
But this time it was more magical than the last. "Do you want to know where i got that glowing flower from?"
Hermione truned towards him ignoring the mushrooms she was currently admiring. "Yes!" She said. Draco took her hand and brought her along as they went deeper into the trees.
"They say unicorns like to walk about that part of the woods." he smiled. Hermione frowned, "Unicorns can kill you, how is that funny?" She snapped.
Draco smiled, "You'll see."
She shivered at the wind and smiled at the warmth of his hands. He put an arm around her to warm her up as they continued.
He lifted her over a log, and after ten minutes of walking and, occasional snogging, they stood in a feild full of mushrooms. Hermione frowned, "Is there some magical password or-" He covered her mouth. "Just watch." He kissed her on the cheek before he bent down and tapped a mushroom.
Hermione watched amazed as it lit up a bright blue, flecks and sparkles of diffrent shades of blue flooded down its stem. Then he tapped another one in wich exploded in a vibrant red. Yellow, green, blue, purple, pink, red, green, pink, blue, blue.
And soon the entire feild of mushrooms were glowing. Then Hermione watched as the tree leaves started to glow, and the grass and the flowers.
The he took her hand and brought her over to a particularly large mushroom. "Ready?" He asked.
He tapped the mushroom with his finger three times and she frowned as it opened up. But exploded with butterflies.
The laughed as the whole forest suddenly became a frenzy of these soft coloured glow in the dark butterflies.
She had some land on her head, she had some on her arms, her legs. Everywhere.
Draco had the same. Then they seemed to flutter around carelessly. Hermione smiled. "How do you know these things?" She asked.
Draco smiled, "I come out here quite alot actually."
He stopped, a frozen expression on his face. "Be careful when you turn around."
Hermione made an angry face, "I swear to god- What is behind me?" She asked.
Draco smiled, "Turn around."
Hermione turned slowly but didnt regret it when she saw the creature. It was a unicorn.
It was tall, shiny and had the most white fur she had ever seen. Even in the dark moonlight. It still glowed, it too had seen them, but didnt care much as it was also watching the butterflies rest on its long pointy, shiny horn.
And with the toss of its long hair, it turned and left.
Hermione turned around to Draco. "Come here."
She took out her phone and grabbed him as she pulled him beside her she clicked doen on the photo button, and giggled as he kissed her on the cheek as the flash went off. "You ruined the photo!" She laughed.
Draco wrapped an arm around her back and pulled her body against his. "I dont care, just kiss me." He said smiling. Hermione did as she was told and kissed him softly as the butterflies fluttered around them.
They scrambled back to the castle as midnight approached.
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Hermione noticed that Draco was becoming more needy in class, trying to kiss her when the teacher wasnt looking and flirting with her
He wpuld rub his shoe against her leg in class, or he would charm a note of paper into a swan or a bird and levitate it over to her, once she opened it and found him writing her notes like 'i love your hair this morning' or 'You look beautiful when you read' She would turn back to him and laugh before wording, "Ill get in trouble."
one time in the library whilst their class was getting books, before they returned to class, Draco pulled Hermione into an empty isle of books before he pushed her against the bookshelf and kissed her softly. Hermione enjoyed these moments. Especially when she was having a bad day.
If she had been crying over Ron getting angry or hearing about her great grandfathers death lately, he would send her notes in class if she started to cry. things like 'its okay' or 'i love your eyes'
He probably wouldnt know, but the things he said to her made her feel happy. Thats why as the fourth and last week of the love potion drifted in that she started to question her fake feelings for him.
"Where they fake?" She would asked herself aloud when alone. The only problem is that she didnt know. She felt like they werent but she knew it was. She always had this fuzzy warm feeling in the pit of her stomach, and when ever she was around him, butterflies filled her stomach and she felt nervous. Not in a bad way, but the thing that triggered her is that she only felt nervous around people she loved because their opinion on her matters. Why did his matter?
She would spent nights laying in bed wondering about it.
As the friday of the third week came, she came to a conclusion that her brain was tricking her into thinking she was in love with him because of the impulsive snogging. But there was one day that Harry and Ron were talking to her that changed it all.
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Harry glanced at Snape to see if he was walking around the potions classroom. Nope, had his back to the class.
Harry turned to Hermione and Ron, Hermione in wich was madly cutting up ingredients and putting them into the cauldron.
Harry sighed, "Ive got an idea."
Hermione raised an eyebrow, "Yeah?" She asked.
Ron remained silent.
"If you dont wanna hurt Malfoy's feelings-" He covered his mouth, obviously trying not to laugh. Hermione glarred at him as she dropped the ginger roots into the cauldron. "Go on."
Harry resumed talking, a smirk playing along his lips, "We could give him a memory potion. A forgetful potion, it would make him forget the past four weeks. Give it to him on the last day."
Hermione nodded, "Okay."
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She wipped the tears from her eyes before quickly taking the hem of her jumper and wipping the tear drops off the book paper. She glanced around the library corridor, making sure no one was coming. She rubbed her temples. "A memory potion!?" She ssid in frustration.
She sighed, she knew she didnt love him, and it was all fake. But she found the past couple of weeks with him fun. They went to parties, sat down by the lake, walks in the forbidden forest, Dinner dates at hogsmead, even letting him into her head dorm bedroom so they could cuddle. She realised she spent way more time with him then nessesary. She also noticed she was wasting her time mucking around.
She half wished it wouldnt end, but she knew he was diffrent without a love potion, probably rougher and angrier.
she decided to make the most of her week with him.
"Do you wanna go to that party in the Slytherin common room tonight?" She asked. Draco shifted his arm around her back and sat up a notch on her bed, "Really?"
She nodded. "Mione you hate those parties." He said. Hermione shivered at the way he said her nickname. Oh Hermione cut it out! She mentally yelled at herself.
"You always go on about how theres too many stripper looking girls, and how my fan club is always there." He said. Hermione nodded, "Okay, but i just want to have fun this week." She tried to push away the guilt that sat in her stomach, "Its friday afternoon, we should spend the weekend doing fun stuff together." She said, a little too quickly.
Draco kissed her lips softly, "Okay."
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Hello! Ik its another short chapter. Bare with me.