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Coffee at Midnight
Ch2: Denial

"Oh Draco why not?" Pansy asked fawning over him.

"Because Pansy, it never happened," he told her firmly.

The two sat in the dungeon like Slytherin common room. Pansy wanted to tell on Hermione for sending Draco out to the lake.

"She almost killed you!" Pansy said.

"It never happened," Draco insisted. Draco's pride was always in his way. And this time was no different. He wouldn't want anyone to know that Hermione Granger had magically flung him in to the lake. And what's worse is that he nearly drowned. But the worst part of it all was that the same person that sent him to his death actually saved his life. She had put his lips to his. Her filthy lips. The ones he couldn't stop thinking about.

"Just, just keep your mouth shut, you hear me Pansy?" Draco warned Pansy. He knew she could never keep a secret. Pansy was always one to gossip. She would always kiss and tell. Everything Draco had ever done with her every girl in the entire school knew. Then again, sex god, was not a bad title.

"Draco you're scaring me," she shrunk in her seat.

"I'm scaring myself," he muttered.

Seeing Pansy like this was not his intention. Pansy Parkinson, confident because she always got what she wanted was not getting what she wanted. She looked so scared. "Oh Pansy," he sighed, "come here." Then wrapping her in his arms a kiss made everything better.

"So you pretty much kissed him," Lavender stated.

"I wouldn't put it like that," Hermione answered.

"Your lips plus his lips," Lavender said, "I think that makes for a kiss."

"It's called mouth to mouth resuscitation," Hermione said aggravated. She didn't know why she had even brought it up.

"Hermione are you alright?" Ginny had asked with concern.

Hermione had come into the common room and the mood in the room had suddenly changed. Harry and Ron followed behind her, Ron looking angry. Ginny had hoped the two hadn't gotten into a fight. Ginny had always said "If it weren't for Ron's ignorance and Hermione's stubbornness we would have a whole new batch of Weasley's running loose."

"Fine," Hermione answered before running up to her room.

Ginny with Lavender and Parvati had gone up to see what had happened. Hermione told the three about Draco, then being so scared she had actually killed him, then how she'd saved his live.

"I really don't why it still bothers me," Hermione said. She was sitting on one bed while Lavender and Parvati had taken a seat on the chairs opposite Hermione with Ginny standing next to them. Hermione's own private room was furnished with everything a teenage witch would wish for. Those were the perks of working so hard all her years at Hogwarts.

"It's just plain rude," Ginny said, "that's why."

The two other girls nodded. "Very," Parvati said.

"Draco Malfoy is just a big bully," Ginny said, "don't feel bad Hermione."

"Thanks Ginny," she gave a weak smile.

"Really all boys are stupid," Ginny said sitting down behind Hermione. She took a brush and started to brush Hermione's hair.

"Did I tell you about that time when Terry Boot tried to impress me and he ended up turning himself blue for a day?" Lavender said. The three girls laughed.

"He's in Ravenclaw right?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah him," Lavender said.

"Isn't he going out with your sister?" she asked Parvati.

"I've no idea what she sees in him," Parvati commented.

"He's funny," Ginny said.

"Sort of annoying if you ask me," Parvati said.

Ginny just shrugged and went back to brushing Hermione's hair.

"You know, if it were any other boy I'd swear he liked you," Lavender mused.

"Who?" Hermione asked furrowing her brow.

"Drcao," Lavender said.

"Malfoy?" Hermione asked stunned, "Draco Malfoy?"

"Yeah," Lavender said unphased. "Think about it," she said.

"Yeah, I just did and that is terribly impossible," Hermione said.

"No, it's not," Parvati said, "I see what Lavender means."

"You two are nutty," Hermione shook her head.

"Well Mione, they do have a point, any other boy and that would mean he had a crush on you," Ginny said.

"Right, Mudblood is his pet name for me," Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Maybe in his own strange little way he does like you," Ginny suggested. Hermione turned around and stared. Just stared at Ginny.

"Have you gone completely mad?" Hermione asked.

"Well I was just saying," Ginny said.

"But really think about it," Lavender said.

"Ron's head over heels in love with you and he's always acting like he's seven," Parvati said.

Hermione avoided Lavender's gaze. She and Ron had just broken up the year before. "Parvati we're seventeen not seven," Hermione said.

She shrugged, "hey, it could happen."

"Look if there's one thing in the world I know for sure, it's that I hate Draco Malfoy and he hates me," Hermione said, "it's a mutual understanding we have."

"Sit still Hermione," Ginny said.

"Mutual understanding," Lavender mumbled.

"That's right," Hermione said, "a mutual understanding."

"Which is why you, what did you call it? Mouth to mouth resuscitation-ed him?" Lavender asked pushing Hermione's buttons.

"Look, he would have died," Hermione told her.

"Right," Lavender said unbelieving.

"No, really!" she insisted.

"You kissed him and you liked it," Lavender teased.

"Oh stuff it," Hermione said annoyed.

"Where are you going?" Ginny asked with surprise at Hermione's sudden leave from the bed.

"I've got to do my rounds," Hermione said.

"You are so mean," Hermione heard Ginny tell Lavender before she left.

To which Lavender responded, "what? I was just telling the truth."

What an insufferable git! I simply can not believe him. What on earth did he bring those two for? Hermione thought. It was bad enough being stuck with him, now she had to deal with his goons. "Don't," Hermione warned Crabbe and Goyle, "touch anything."

"Granger they couldn't possibly break anything," Draco had casually drawled. He and Hermione walked a several paces ahead of Crabbe and Goyle. "Do you really expect they're that stupid?" he asked in a weary voice. Hermione looked at him. "Okay you're right, they're that dumb," Draco admitted.

"They do anything wrong and they're gone," Hermione told him, "do you hear me? Gone."

"Yeah sure," he laughed.

Hermione stopped, putting her hands on her hips, "I'm serious Malfoy." All Malfoy did was smirk at her. "Let's just try to get through the evening without strangling each other," Hermione told him before setting off down the second floor corridor again.

"Just because you're Head Girl doesn't mean you can boss me around," Draco said catching up with her. He fell into step, "let me remind you I'm Head Boy."

"It was either you or Lamb," Hermione explained.

"Aw Granger, you prefer me over someone else," Draco teased her, "I never thought I'd see the day."

"You should probably be a lot nicer to someone who saved your life," Hermione told him.

Draco was furious. He grabbed her arm. "It never happened Granger, do you hear me? Never happened," Draco sneered.

"Ow," Hermione said, his grip was tight, "you're hurting me, stop it!"

Draco appraised her. She struggled but could not break free of his grip. Her brown eyes burning with hate glared at him. He looked from her frizzy hair to the freckles on her nose and finally to her lips. Her looks were anything but extraordinary. She was as average looking as the next girl in their year. Draco's thoughts spun round in his head, Hermione Granger, insufferable know-it-all, first in their year, his competition for best in the school. Sure there was Harry Potter, but he wasn't smart. The only thing he was good at was meddling. Harry Potter, he always saved the day.

A loud clatter came from behind Hermione. The two turned their attention to the noise. Knight's armor had come crashing down. Crabbe and Goyle stood there, caught red handed. "Sorry," Crabbe said.

"You idiots! Can't you do anything right?" Draco yelled and let go of Hermione's arm. Draco asked because he realized that even his goons wouldn't save him earlier this morning. They were too stupid. Even though he bossed Crabbe and Goyle around a little part of him considered them to be his friends. Really, Draco Malfoy had no friends. He'd realized that after the earlier incident. Draco Malfoy did owe Hermione Granger his life, but he would never admit that. "Leave, now," Draco commanded. The two obeyed and quickly ran off.

When Draco turned back to Hermione all hell was let loose. "There's something terribly wrong with you Malfoy," Hermione started, "I don't know why those two stand for it. Frankly I don't know how anyone can stand you! It's like you've got something constantly stuck up your arse. Even with your good looks you are the most unattractive person I know."

"Aw Granger, I never knew you thought I was good looking," Draco smirked.

"I'm not done!" Hermione yelled, her voice the only sound in the whole hall. She was a bit taken aback by her own voice, she'd surprised herself. Draco was taken aback as well. "Your'e a terrible person Malfoy. I've no idea why you think you can walk around this place the way you do. I don't know why anyone even allows you to! Just because you come from a long line of wizards doesn't make you any better than the rest of us. Let me remind you who is second in our year."

Hermione was now inches away from Draco. "You," she jabbed his chest with her finger. "Not me, you," she poked him again. Draco had never seen her so furious. He studied her face, she was so upset her cheeks were flushed. Her lips spat the most hurtful words he'd ever heard. They hurt so much because they were true. Draco wanted to shut her up. He could just lean down and their lips would touch.

Those lips that had saved his life.

He tilted her head up and pressed his lips against hers. Their kiss was angry and heated. Draco's arm snaked it's way around Hermione's waste while his other hand rested on her face. Mudblood! His brain reminded him but he pushed that thought back into the deep recesses of his mind. Malfoy! Hermione's brain told her, red flags went off in her brain. She pressed both hands to his chest in an attempt to break away. Draco tightened his hold on Hermione's waist to prevent seperation.

"What the hell was that about?" Hermione asked at last pulling away.

"This never happened," Draco told her, "never." With that he walked away.

Hermione watched him saunter down the hallway and she bit her lip. Did that actually just happen? She thought. They'd shared a real kiss. "This never happened," Draco's words echoed in her head, "never."

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