For the next few weeks Hermione felt as if she were floating on air. She was the happiest she'd been since she Harry and Ron became friends in their first year, even if she and Draco did have to keep it quiet. She also couldn't get over the fact that she kissed and had been kissing for the past few weeks the guy she once hated with all of her soul. She was surprised no one had figured it out. Somehow even though plenty had seen them in Hogsmeade, no one was gossiping about it. To her it seemed obvious. Everything seemed to be going great.
"Hey 'Mione." Hermione glanced up from her book and saw a smiling Ron.
"Hey Ron. How are you? You're in the library early." She was thankful that they had worked out the whole kiss thing.
"Fine, bloody tired, but couldn't go back to sleep." Ron finished, yawning.
"Oh come on Ron, It's only...6:30 in the morning." Hermione said glancing at her watch. Ron gave a small smile.
"Leave it to you to be in the library at 6:30." Hermione smiled smugly and went back to her book.
"Hey, Hermione" Hermione glanced up again to see Ron's face turning red. She felt a knot in her stomach.
'Not again...' She thought.
"Do you like anyone" Hermione sighed.
"Not really, why" Ron looked at her face, no longer red.
"Not even Harry" Hermione suddenly became very interested.
"Why? Did Harry ask you to as me" Ron sheepishly nodded. Hermione looked thoughtful for a moment before answering.
"Thanks for telling me Ron, I'll talk to Harry later." Hermione gathered her books and left Ron sitting at the library table. Hermione quickly made her way to her and Draco's common room. Her mind was racing. Harry liked her? Ever since their second year together she had dreamed of something like this happening. She threw her books down on the common room table and threw herself into the soft couch. She heard Dracos bedroom door open and turned to see Draco, still in his boxers and hair tussled, walking sleepily out of his room. He threw himself on the couch next to Hermione, laying his head in her lap.
"Morning." He said yawning. Hermione smiled down at him running her hands through his hair.
"Morning." she replied. He gazed up at her sleepily his cold silver eyes piercing her warm honey ones. She smiled at him. She still felt butterflies every time she looked at him.
"So what's on your mind?" He asked absently as he wrapped her hand in his. She shook her head and did her best to keep the smile on her face.
"Just thinking about how lucky I am to have you." Draco nodded and with a serious look on his face replied
"Yeah...you are lucky..." Hermione scoffed.
"You are the most conceited person I know..." Draco smiles and pulled her face towards his. His lips brushed hers when she suddenly pulled away.
"We'd better get to breakfast." She stated firmly.
"Now go shower and change and make it quick." She ordered. Draco groaned and rolled off of the couch and onto his feet.
"You know I might just like this bossy side of you." He said grinning at her. She rolled her eyes at him.
"Ok, go change please" He started walking towards the bathroom.
"Fine, but only because you said the magic word." He stated before shutting the bathroom door. Not more than 15 minutes later Draco was freshly showered and changed.
"Finally." Hermione moaned pushing herself off the couch and making her way out of the common room. Draco sulked after her, dragging his feet. Hermione grinned and walked back to him, threading her arm through his.
"Lets go slow poke."
They made their way silently to the great hall and finally came to a stop when they were around the corner from the hall. Draco gently pushed Hermione against the wall, wrapping his arms around her waist while her arms snaked around his neck.. She pulled his face to hers giving him a quick peck on the lips and disentangling herself from him. Draco scoffed and grabbed her arm before she could walk away.
"Is that all I get" Hermione smiled sweetly and nodded, gently freeing herself from his grasp and traipsing into the hall. Draco sighed.
"Women..." He groaned waiting a few seconds before following her inside.
Noise filled his ears as he made his way to the Slytherin table. Out of the corner of his eyes he watched Hermione seat herself next to Harry. He smirked and sat down next to Crabbe and Goyle, who were both too busy stuffing their faces to acknowledge his presence. Draco helped himself to a spoonful of eggs and a couple of piece of sausage and bacon. He poured himself some orange juice and began chugging it. Out of thin air Pansy seated herself across from Draco.
So" She began.
"I saw you kissing that filthy mud blood in the hall." Draco coughed and orange juice sprayed over his plate. He coughed again and cleared his throat, throwing a fierce gaze at Pansy.
"Damn Pansy, not so loud. No one is supposed to know yet." Pansy pouted.
"It's so disgusting that you have to actually kiss her..." Draco nodded.
"Yeah, well I have to, so get over it." Pansy said nothing but stared at the plate in front of her. Suddenly he saw Hermione and Harry hastily making their way out of the hall. Against his better instincts he stayed seated but seethed inside. Half an hour later the entire hall filed out back to their common rooms to get ready for classes and Hermione still hadn't returned. Draco pushed himself up from the table and hurried out, rushing to his common room, hoping to catch Hermione just leaving. When he entered the common room he was slightly upset to see no sign of her.
"Bloody girl, where is she" He muttered under his breath as he grabbed his books and made his way to his first class. As he entered the classroom he was relieved to see her sitting in the front row of the class as usual. He made his way to her desk and leaned over, whispering in her ear.
"After class, you and I need to talk." Hermione silently nodded without looking at him. Class seemed to drag on forever and it seemed as if Draco were trying to burn a hole in the back of her head from the glaring he did the whole class. As the rest of the class filed out of the room, Hermione stayed seated, staring at the top of her desk. Draco picked up his books and gently tugged her from her seat and into the hall. Hermione kept her head down as he dragged her in a small corridor away from others.
"So what was up with you and Potter at breakfast" Draco said, trying desperately to keep jealousy out of his voice. Hermione said nothing and continued to look down at the ground.
"This is the part where you give me an answer." Draco said coldly. Hermione finally lifted her gaze from the ground to look into Dracos face. Tears glistened in her eyes as she answered.
"Harry wanted to ask me something. That's all." Draco scoffed.
"Well what'd he want to ask, because it has obviously upset you." Hermione shook her head and began pacing the small hallway.
"It's none of your business what he asked me." She said haughtily. Draco grabbed her arm, stopping her pacing. She winced in pain as the grip on her arm tightened.
"Of course it's my business, I'm your boyfriend and I want to know what he said to make you like this." He demanded. Hermione violently shook her arm out of his grip and for the first time gave him a cold and angry look.
"Fine, if you want to know so badly. Harry asked me out and I accepted. We're over." Hermione quickly spun on her heel before Draco could reply, leaving him speechless in the hall. He stared after her and felt his blood boil.
"It won't be that easy mud blood..." He growled under his breath.