Chapter 2-Saturday
Hermione
"This frumpy old sweater will ward him off," I held up a hideous maroon sweater. It was perfect for the occasion. Fortunately it was extremely comfy and it wasn't too warm either, "At least I'll be comfortable."
I slipped into the shirt and ran down to The Great Hall to catch Harry and Ron before they left for Hogsmeade.
"Hey 'Mione. Are you sure you don't want to sneak with us? I'm sure you could do the project tomorrow. You could do it in your sleep," Ron complemented me a little too sincerely. We were together all last year. I broke up with him recently, and he wanted me back.
"Leadsdeth?! Ha! Only graduates can make that! You know that Ron."
"Well Hermione he has a point. You just about the most focused witch I've even seen," Harry wants me too (it's a long story).
"Boys, please. Stop bullshting me. Leave that to Malfoy," With that I ended the conversation. I hugged Harry and Ron goodbye.
Malfoy and I were meeting in an empty classroom in a couple of minutes and I had to stop by the library. I don't believe in being late.
Draco
"Classroom next to the Cyclops painting….'ugh put on some clothes!' Guess I'm here."
Hermione was already waiting for me with the starting steps of the potion cut up. She was in her natural position huddled over a book.
"Where have you been? You're nearly ten minutes late!" I was used to Hermione being angry with me, so this did not faze me.
You're telling me you did this in ten minutes? Jeez. I know what she does in her spare time.
"Don't rip your bush out of your head. I'm here ok?" I wasn't even through the door way and I was already handing out insults. Oh well. I walked over and bent over the fuzz ball's shoulder to read. She smelled good (which surprised me), "What's the deal with the poison? There has to be a reason why Snape assigned it."
She smirked, "It takes forever to make it , it is sensitive to how many wizards handle it, and the potion is affected by how much effort each wizard puts in. This book here says it's used in lessons around the world to teach teamwork."
"Damn. This is going to take all weekend?"
"Of course it is. The perfect torture. Potions and you," Hermione joked slyly.
She's funny. That's unexpected.
"Speak for yourself. Let's get this over with."
And so it began. Mudblood gave the instructions and I followed.
Granger wasn't too bad after a while. We even started talking and exchanging our cruel (but true) impressions of Snape. Around noon we switched positions and worked for another three hours.
That's just about all I can manage of this…
"Hey Granger, is there a way we can put this on pause? I'm starving"
She flipped through her book for a minute and found a page that fancied her and read, " 'To stop making the potion and continue later simply stand with your partner, hold hands, and speak the bubble curse…' Well that's simple enough."
Hermione walked over to me and held out her right hand for me to grab.
There's a problem.
I said nothing about my predicament. I simply walked behind her, clasped her hand with my right and slid closer so I could stick my head near hers to see my target. Our bodies were touching each other and I was so close I could hear and feel her breathing. I'm left handed too? What can I say?
This would be nice if this wasn't Bushey…
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Hermione
What the hell?
I was so shocked that I turned my head backward to face him.
Bad Choice.
Our noses were touching. An endless eternity of a couple seconds. His eyes wandered into mine. They no longer had the wickedness in them. In fact they were actually gorgeous. He had wonderful silver eyes.
They were closing? Mine were too… I drew closer…
No way! This is Malfoy!
I stepped back at turbo speed. He looked surprised.
"ER, um, I'm going to go to the Great Hall. Need food. Bye!"I practically ran out the door. Frantically I searched for a spot to hide from the remaining students in the corridor. Spotting a broom closet I stepped inside.
What was that all about?
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Draco
To say the least I was shocked.
Wow. That was awkward. Did I actually like that? Yes... I think this potion has gone to my head. Oh god…the potion. We need to pause it or we're both dead! I have to find her.
The door flew open before I even touched it (magic rocks).I started asking random students if they'd seen her. I got a couple of funny looks, but it was worth it. A group of giggling girls escorted me to a janitor's closet.
"Here you go…" the leader girl winked and continued, "You're welcome."
Before I knew what was happening at least ten girls crowded behind me and pushed me into the closet.
"SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN!"
The girls had pushed me right on top of her. I was face to face with Granger again. Broom closets aren't exactly the roomiest of places after all. And we were right back where we started.
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Hermione
His arms were on either side of me when he crash landed in the closet. No effort of resistance on my part was made.
"Look Malfoy, this isn't going to happen. I mean I still feel hostility towards you… it would never work…And I'm sorry but – -Did you have a garlic bagel for breakfast? It smells vile!"
He chuckled, "Way to go off subject but seriously. Let's put," he paused and looked at my lips, "THAT…behind us. Otherwise Snape is going sexually exploit us on Monday."
For some reason this felt unconvincing to me but it was enough (maybe the whole 'sexually exploit' thing turned me off). My own thoughts on the matter weren't settled yet either.
"Crap! The potion is being ruined! We have to go!"
How could I have forgotten about the potion?
He tried the door knob to no avail. The girls had set some hex that was irreversible by magic.
"Perfect." We both sarcastically chimed at the same time and shared a laugh.
Something solidified inside of me, "You know Draco, sometimes you're quite tolerable."
"Real- - -Did you just call me Draco?"He was bewildered (it was the closest thing I've given him to a complement).
I shrugged.
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Draco
I suppressed a grin.
"Well Hermione you're tolerable sometimes also," We both couldn't stop smiling now. It was also when I noticed that I was practically straddling her. I fake coughed to cover up my sudden placement change.
She had to have noticed.
"Does this mean we're friends now?"My emotions were running wild in confusion.
"I don't know. What would you call us?" This statement was a little timid.
Oh god. What would I call us, or what do I want to call us? I would call us neutral and no longer enemies. I would call us friends even. What I want to call us is going steady… How am I falling for a mudblood? I was gouging her eyes out just this morning, and now I'm on top of her locked in a closet. This wouldn't even be worth my time. She would never love me. I've said so many horrible things to her. Now I realize that they were the things that she doesn't deserve to be called. How could anyone so intelligent and beautiful deserve such torments. She owns beauties I never even noticed before in anyone... Articles like how she always knows what to do or the way her eyes squint when she laughs. Not to mention the physical beauties.
No. It will never happen for me.
Draco is just the bad boy.
I continued to smile and said, "Friends."
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Hermione
I smiled back. My mind still couldn't tell if I was upset or happy with this answer. This entire day confused me. I had so many questions.
Is it possible to start to fall in love with someone in just one day? I've barley even talked to him. Just for about seven hours. And we've almost kissed! Is it lust that makes our personalities click into place?
On the other hand, I could never love him. Harry and Ron would loathe me. Not to mention his dad is one of Voldemort's servants…
click
The door swung open.
Draco and I ran to our potion. It looked horrible.
"Okay so," I checked the book, "It's yellow and at this stage it's supposed to be…black, Great. It's going to take us all night to fix this."
I really don't mind staying here with him of course…
"Ugh. We might as well get something to eat. Let's pick up where we left off."
No need to argue on that one. This time I was the one to make "the first move" by stepping behind him. Electricity ran into my body when I grabbed his hand. Too soon it was over and we were walking to the Great Hall.
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Draco
It was nice to eat a meal with Hermione. Everyone was in Hogsmeade so we had the Hall to ourselves. We joked and talked about classes and such. Our personalities danced. Hermione even gave me a small epiphany:
"I have to say you're not the man I thought you were, "Her eyes twinkled marvelously in the candle light, "If you only showed more people this side of Draco."
I pondered for a moment, "I guess I never really thought of that. My parents have always taught me this way… I never stopped to think for myself. It's strange. You've pried my eyes open, Hermione. Somehow you've let me see again in less than a day."
She blushed but it was the complete truth.
"We should get back to the potion," but there was no use in hiding her redness.
I got up and opened the door for her. Friends do that… right?
"Thank you," She continued her blushing streak. In return to this I nodded. That's when I happened to look at my shoes. My Shoe laces were being rebellious again. The hex I put on them wasn't effective. Crouching down to fix them I decided to use this new angle. Hermione hadn't stopped walking.
Damn.
She owned all the qualities that someone could want in a girl.
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Hermione
The dinner was fantastic. Harry and Ron had never entertained me like Draco did. It was odd how much he had changed in a day.
"Hey! Wait up for me. I had to tie my shoe," I paused until he reached my side.
His hair is gorgeous!
It was nearing the end of the day and his helmet shaped locks had loosened. When he ran the golden strands shimmered. They were almost envious.
"Wow, I never knew the cap on your head was real hair," I smiled.
Draco spun his head around shampoo commercial style and winked. He was so witty. Ron was never witty. This kept me smiling until we finally reached the classroom. It was his turn to step behind me to start the potion.
The concoction was nearly ruined from the earlier fiasco. We worked hard and eventually made some progress on it around 1 a.m. (four hours from when we came back from the Great Hall.) There was only one problem. I had misjudged the heat that I would be experiencing throughout the day, and I was sweating like a pig! The bulky maroon sweater was sticking to my skin. It had to come off.
This is going to seem more flirtatious than I want it to…
I took it off when Draco wasn't looking. Underneath it I had a small white tank top. He looked at me funny for a moment when he turned around. Then he did something unexpected. Before I knew what was happening his cloak and shirt was on the floor. It was another joke.
"I can strip too," he gave me a seductive look underneath his white blonde eyebrow and licked his lips.
Two can play at this game.
I took off my shoes in the same manner. He took off his belt. My socks came next, and then his pants. He had little golden snitches on his boxers.
Maybe I want to be flirtatious. Let's see how he'll react to this.
Slowly I reached down (never losing eye contact) and picked up the pile of his clothing. They were now thrown against the far wall. I put a hex on them so no one could move them. Then I slowly walked over until I was inches from him. When I turned my back to him he probably could've licked it and he wouldn't have had to move. Slowly I pulled my tank top into the air and off of me.
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Draco
Oh dear god she smells like honey…
"Very Funny, Hermione now put your cloths back on."
Please leave them off…
I redressed her with my wand before she could face me and tried to collect my clothes. They were glued to the ground.
She giggled.
"Fine, you got what you wanted. Let's work," Draco gets grumpy when he doesn't get what he wants…
The night went on forever and a day, but it was a good thing. Anything that involved me in underwear and Hermione in a skimpy tank top was a good thing. Plus, she looked adorable (yes I actually used that word) while she thought through tough potion formulas with me. Gradually her mind started to run out of gas(it was getting light outside.) She'd doze off for a moment and I'd have to touch her shoulder to wake her up. Sometimes I wouldn't stop her from sleeping for a half minute or so and just watch her.
What was it about her. What makes her so profound.
The fire light under the cauldron cast a glow across her face. My eyes were bound to her skin… Until she woke up. Jerking awake, the first thing that she noticed was me staring at her. I turned my head sharply to camouflage. Her groggy mind obviously didn't process what I was really doing because she acted normally. Slow moving Hermione slouched to the cauldron. She was about to collapse from exhaustion, so I ran to her. The body I was admiring fell damsel in distress style into my arms.
I brushed some hair out of her eyes and whispered in her ear, "Hermione, Hermione… Wake up and we'll pause the potion."She was fast asleep and it was no use.
I obviously couldn't support her while she was standing with one hand, so sitting on the floor Indian Style I sat her in my lap so that her head could be supported by my shoulder. The honey smell filled my nostrils.
"Hermione."
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Hermione
Somewhere in the fog of my conscience someone sweetly whispered my name. My heavy lids drifted up. Malfoy was holding me.
I must be dreaming. Enjoy it while you can, Hermione.
"Yes."
"The potion needs to be put on hold until tomorrow."
I nodded while digging my head deeper into his warmth.
"Hmmm," I mumbled my reply. He grabbed my left hand in his and I could feel his wand and mine at the same time. We said the spell in unison and I fell back asleep.
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Draco
The girl was fast asleep in my arms. There was no way that she had any idea what was happening around her. My hand caressed her hair and my lips touched her on her soft forehead. She was dreaming, but I was in dreamland. This position was the one of choice. Regrettably I had to give it up. Someone could walk in because students would be arriving back from Hogsmeade tomorrow. Her dignity and reputation meant more to me than my own wants.
Slowly I set Hermione down on the floor. I walked over to the bundle of our clothes and picked them up. Sitting down beside her I lovingly put on her maroon sweater and socks. My robes were rolled into a makeshift pillow and slid under her puffy hair. Then I put on my pants and slept a couple feet away. I almost wish I could've taken her back to her true bed, so I didn't have to be tortured by her breath so far away…
Sunday aka the last chapter will be added soon!! please tell me what you think!!
disclaimer: I only own the plot. J.K. is god of this story's universe. ;