a/n: had this all thought out and wanted to get it typed before I forgot where I wanted to go with this chapter. Hope you enjoy, its naughty! First time writing a naughty scene, didn't realize how hard that could be... so hopefully within time I can improve that!
enjoy!
I do not own harry potter.
Chapter Five: Truth
It wasn't that she was trying to avoid Draco. She wanted to see him and speak with him. But after having a dream like that, how could she? The thought of the dream every time she saw him made her squirm. it went on like this with her for the remainder of the week. Which annoyed Draco to no end, as he couldn't figure out what he had done wrong. Did he say something at their last library study meet? He thought it had went wonderful and that night was the first night he felt at ease with himself and had a good night sleep.
Any time in between classes, Hermione was was with Harry and Ron, or Ginny. She nearly was never alone throughout the day, which made it difficult for Draco to find a way to speak to her. Who knew of their friendship? Surely if Harry and Ron knew something would have been said to him or Ron would have tried to hit him. It wasn't until their potions class when he found a moment to speak to her.
"You can begin at anytime," said Professor Slughorn, finishing his instructions on the board in front of class to tell them of their potion assignment for the day. "You have until the reminder of class to complete and put in vials to bring to me. Any ingredients you may not have already you may go in the cupboard to get."
Hermione glanced at her ingredients to notice that she had a missing ingredient. Ginny sat beside her, Harry and Ron in front of them. As last class Draco and Blaise sat behind her. She glanced to Draco, who was looking over his own things in front of him and noticed Hermione glance before she quickly looked away. She stood from her chair and made her way to the cupboard with the rest of the ingredients. Draco hesitated for a moment knowing he had all of his ingredients, not saying anything to Blaise as he stood. He stood up and made the way to the cupboard, with letting the door shut quietly behind him.
Luckily, everyone was paying close to attention to the beginning of the brew, they didn't notice two students were now in the cupboard together, everyone but Ginny and Blaise.
"Hermione." said Draco quietly, causing her to jump. She turned to look, knowing immediately who was standing there.
"Draco, What are you doing?" asked Hermione, not wanting to look at him as she suddenly pictures the naked boy in the tub.
"I wanted to ask you the same thing."
"I'm getting the ingredients I need for the potion. I'm missing-"
"You know I'm not talking about the potion!" he hissed, not wanting to raise his voice with the classroom right behind the door he stood in front of. "You've been ignoring me nearly this entire week? Did I do something? Was it when I kissed you? I only had meant to kiss your cheek but you moved. I thought we were friends and now you're ignoring me?"
Hermione blushed, remembering the kiss on the corner of her mouth, but she couldn't find herself to tell him of the dream she had had that same night. "I just- I can't-" his face fell, when Hermione couldn't finish her sentence.
"You can't? You can't be friends with me now? I thought you said you wouldn't toss me aside so easily? If it was the kiss, I didn't mean to do anything wrong."
"No, no!I would love to do it again and you've done nothing wrong, I promise. It's just something happened and I can't tell you right now." she looked around their surroundings. "Not in the potions cupboard."
"I didn't do anything wrong but you've been avoiding me?"
"I hope you understand once I explain it to you." she mumbled, blushing once more as she grabbed the two small vials she needed. She went to go to the door but his hand grabbed hers.
"Wait." He said letting her go, once she stood right beside him, looking up to this stormy grey eyes. He raised a hand up to her cheek and brushed his cool fingers against her ear. Hermione nearly dropped the vials that were in her hand as her breath caught in her throat. "You had something in your hair."
"Oh. Thanks." she couldn't stop blushing, she could feel her cheeks burning as she walked out of the cupboard, everyone still fully focused on their potions brewing as they began. She quickly took her seat beside Ginny, as after a minute of her walking out did Draco exit. She watched him from the corner of her eye as he walked passed her, which she quickly noticed, empty handed.
"What just happened?" asked Ginny, so quietly that only Hermione could hear her. Hermione stared in front of the classroom, nearly looking bug eyed as she wasn't sure either. What was happening to her? Why did she feel weak to the knees of the look of Draco Malfoy? He touched her burning cheek and she felt warmth in her building up in her chest. Her heart was pounding. She didn't ever recall feeling like this.
"I'm not really sure what's happening. For once in my life I'm confused and don't have an answer." said Hermione, answering Ginny quietly as she looked over to her best friend, who was only smiling like she wanted to laugh at Hermione.
"Are you guys coming?" asked Harry, once potions was over and they were walking out of the dungeons. Ron was huffing, as his potion didn't go as planned and nearly melted his cauldron down his robes.
"Well, you go ahead and we will catch up. I wanted to speak to Ginny alone for a moment if you didn't mind."
"Uh- Yeah, All right. See you in a bit then."
"Girl talk." mumbled Ron, "I don't want to hear it, glad she has Ginny for that." they boys walked ahead and left them behind as Hermione hadn't continued to walk as she wanted space away from them.
"Why were you laughing at me?" asked Hermione, remembering in the potions room the look on her face.
"I wasn't laughing at you." Hermione glared at her, remember the look well enough. "Okay, first of all. I never thought I would have a day that I heard Hermione Granger say she was confused. You don't have an answer! Do you know why?!"
"Why I don't have an answer?"
"Isn't it obvious? You have a crush on him. I still don't like the git for much, but you seriously have a crush on him!" she shook her head, "I'm laughing because you're so obvious to this!"
"I do not!" she was shaking her had vigorously, as if that would help her. "No, I can't. I can't have a crush on him."
"You're not denying that you do." Ginny sighed, seeing that it wasn't going to be easy for her to admit her feelings. She understood why, the years before the way Malfoy had tormented her. All for what? " It's all right, Hermione. You can say what you want, but it isn't going to change the way you feel. He followed you into the cupboard. He came out empty handed. He didn't need anything. But you."
"You noticed that too?" Hermione felt her throat forming a lump, why was she doing this to herself? What was Harry and Ron going to think or say to her once they found out, that she had formed some sort of friendship with Draco Malfoy. Their enemy in Hogwarts growing up.
"Why would you notice that if you didn't have feelings for him?" They made it close to the Great Hall, and Ginny pulled her into an empty classroom.
"Ginny, I can't. What would Harry and Ron think? They would shun me!"
"Of course they'll be pissed! But if you decide to never tell them and they find out they are going to be pissed over that! I can't lie to Harry. Eventually you need to tell them. BUT - but, they will get over it. I will make sure they do. They need to be happy for you as you should be happy for them."
"Of course I am happy for Harry and you. I feel like I would hurt Ron the most. He just last week told me he had feelings for me and I shot him down. If he thinks for any reason it was because of Draco? What would that do to him?!"
"He will be more hurt if he finds out from anyone else but you, Hermione."
"I know, Ginny. I know. But why tell him something if it ends up being nothing? What if this is just a little school crush? What if we never speak to each other again after a few more weeks of being friends?"
"I don't think you would be over thinking this and dreaming of him the way you did if you believed that."
Ginny had been right, as much as Hermione wanted to tell her that she was being naive and move on, she couldn't. They all sat together at the Gryffindor table eating dinner, The boys talking over Quidditch strategies as the season was beginning. Ginny occasionally chipped in, as she was the chaser of the team. Ron had been practicing more of being keeper, and was becoming very good, which worried the other teams.
Hermione sat there, feeling nearly alone. She always went to the games and cheered them on, but she never was into the sport as much as they were. She used her fork and picked at the potatoes, trying not to look up to the Slytherin table. She couldn't help it though, she often looked over to the table to Draco, who sat with Blaise. They only spoke to each other, ignoring the rest of the students around them at their table.
It wasn't until the end of dinner, was Draco staring right at her when she looked at him once more. He had been watching her for a few moments and she had felt it. They stared at each other, not wanting to break the contact. His eyebrows raised and he glanced to the door as if he were trying to tell her to meet him.
"I guess I'm going to head to bed." said Hermione, pushing her plate away from her.
"It's only 7:30." said Harry, looking at Hermione after she spoke. "Are you all right?"
"Yes, I just wanted to do some reading before the end of the night."
"Do you want us to walk with you?" asked Ron, trying to finish his plate of food.
"No, you aren't finished. It's fine. I will see you guys later."
She stood up and left the table, the boys paying no attention as she left the Great Hall as they were used to her leaving to go to the library to read. It was a good thing too, that they didn't pay attention because if they had, moments after she left the hall they would have seen Draco Malfoy quickly leaving to catch up with her.
"Hey. Wait up." said Draco, catching up with Hermione on the second floor.
"Hey. Did you want to meet?"
Draco rolled his eyes, "I was hoping you caught that signal." she nodded, not sure where to go now.
"Where do you want to go? I don't have any of my books right now to go to the library to study."
"Oh, well... We could go to my common room?"
"Are you sure? Okay, lead the way."
Hermione wasn't sure what she was doing, she didn't know if going with him was a good idea but she couldn't find it in herself to say anything different. She knew she wanted to go, she wanted to know more about him. Then the thought of him wanting to know why she had avoiding him was going to come up. That was what she didn't want to talk about. She was so embarrassed. How was she going to tell someone something like that?
She followed him to the seventh floor, instead of turning left at the corridor to get to the Fat Lady, they went to a large portrait of a lady she didn't recognize.
"Dilligrout" mumbled Draco, then the portrait swung open.
It was simliar to the common room of Gryffindors. Much smaller, since it was only fitting for two students. A sofa, was in front of the fire place, keeping the room warm. There wasn't any green or silver around the room, which surprised Hermione since it didn't fit for Slytherin students. Two rooms were across each other, being the bedrooms.
"My bedroom is here on the right. We have our own bathroom too." he pointed to a third door that was further away from them.
"Wow, this is nice though. Surprised it isn't green and silver throughout the entire room for Slytherin."
"Yeah, not much of a fan of our colors anymore."
"Of course, Gryffindor colors are better."
he grinned, "It would be a little strange for us to plaster Gryffindor colors around here though." he led Hermione to the couch and sat down. "Can we get straight to the point?"
"Where's Blaise?"
"He isn't coming back for a while. After dinner he usually disappears for awhile. He doesn't like being coped up in here." Hermione didn't say anything else. "Granger!" snapped Draco, "Tell me what it is."
"I don't know how to tell you." said Hermione, nervously. As she stared down at her hands that were in her lap.
"Just spit it out, it can't be that bad." they had been on opposite ends of the couch, he moved closer to her so they were only a foot away from one another. "Come on now, you can talk."
"Yes, I can talk very well, but this is embarrassing." her cheeks were burning again. "I had a dream about you the night after we met in the library."
Draco's eyebrows raised, not sure if he was following. "That's all? You had a dream. What is so embarrassing over that?" Hermione was tensing all over and her fingers twiddling throughout each other.
"It is so embarrassing because it was- it.. Merlin! It was a naughty dream!"
Draco's mouth formed the shape of an 'O' as he stared at Hermione in such surprise that she must likely was beet red. She couldn't believe she was sitting where she was speaking to him over this.
"All right, I'm going to leave now." said Hermione standing up when Draco didn't say anything.
"No! Don't." he grabbed her hand, and pulled her back down to sit on the couch. "I'm just surprised is all. I mean, I know I'm incredibly handsome-" Hermione slapped him in the arm, "I'm just surprised Hermione Granger had a dream like that about me." he hadn't let go of her hand, and she was now noticing the soft hand under hers.
"Was it a good dream? Did I do well?" he was smirking, teasing her over it and she wanted to slap him for it.
"Draco-" she warned.
"You tried to avoid me for an entire week over a dream like that? It must have been terrible. I can assure you, I please well."
"DRACO!" she yelled, pulling her hand away.
"I'm just kidding, Hermione. Relax." he said that as he relaxed and lean back into the couch and watched her closely as she looked uncomfortable. "So what happened?"
Hermione was lost in thought, how could he sit there and be so comfortable over this?
"What?" she asked, pulling herself back together.
"In the dream. What happened?" Hermione wasn't about to go into detail over the dream with him. She felt sick to her stomach suddenly, if Harry and Ron knew she was sitting here with Draco Malfoy what would they think? She suddenly wanted to curse herself for letting herself get in a situation like this. "If you don't want me to contiguously ask you, you better tell me now what happened."
She huffed, she knew he would drive her crazy if she didn't tell him now. "Fine!" she snapped. "I had it the night we met in the library. I honestly thought the dream was well. I went to bed and woke up the next morning, early. It was like 5:30am. I went to the prefects bathroom to get in the bath. I got the bath ready and went to jump in when you came out of no where and had been watching me the entire time! I jumped in the bath to cover myself up, but you came in with me."
He was staring at her, his eyes bright. "Then what?"
Hermione gulped, staring right into those bright eyes getting lost in them. She hadn't realized how close they suddenly were. "You started giving me a back rub, kissing me. You started playing with me, and we went to go further but I woke up."
He didn't say anything at first, nearly wishing at this moment the dream had been real for both of them.
"Did you like it?" the both didn't seem to mind the fact they were still very close to one another, she could smell the scent of him, and he could smell her.
"Did I like the dream?"
"Did you like having a dream that was like that with me in it?" he was afraid to ask a question like that with her, but he had to know the answer. He needed to know where he could possibly stand with her if she would ever fully forgive him for everything that had happened between them. He knew she had said she forgave him and would give him a chance at a friendship. Deep down he also knew that he had done and said horrible things to her, and he never deserved her forgiveness in the first place.
"Yes, I did." she answered, before she could give it more thought.
He sighed in relief, feeling the hot tension between the two of them, he was close enough that he could have kissed her but he was still afraid of the rejection from her. He put his hand out and cupped her cheek, she didn't flinch and only stared at him. His thumb brushed against her cheek as she leaned into his hand.
"I don't know what is happening between the two of us, but is it even a good idea?" she finally asked, not knowing what else to say, as she could feel her heart hurting, unsure if she wanted to hear his response.
"I'm not sure, but we will never know what is there if we don't give any of it a shot, right?" he answered, and she was relieved over the response. The feelings she had, he was returning them.
"Maybe we can make your bath tub fantasy come true, one day." she stared at him, doe eyed surprised he would still be teasing her.
She was giggling, unsure on how he could still find the humor in it. "Maybe we can."
"Take one day at a time, we can do this."
a/n: I wasn't ready for them to have a real first kiss yet for this chapter. I want to build that tension between the two of them before one of them just cracks and something happens! Plus Harry + Ron still have to find out over this... Lets see how that plays :)
Please leave a review! Would love to know what you think!
I know Malfoy may seem like a bit out of character but I'm also thinking of him as they just got over the war, and he is healing. He didn't want to be someone like his father and only led a life that he believed his father would approve of and that wasn't him. He may still be a git to others, but I don't want him to be a git to Hermione.