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Hermione had been avoiding Draco for three weeks now. She was doing pretty well. To good as a matter of fact. Kat was always getting her out of the house and it seemed like she was constantly gone. It frustrated Draco quite a bit. He didn't usually get mad when a girl avoided him but now he was. He wasn't quite sure why, but he knew he liked Hermione...a lot. How else would he be worried about her constantly?!
Draco sat on the couch watching television and pigging out on some Potato chips. His face was frustrated as he watched an American action movie about this British Spy. 007 was the name. It was pretty much a pointless movie but entertaining all the same. However it's purpose was to distract him from thoughts of Hermione, which is was not doing at all.
Draco was beginning to recall the time when he and Hermione first met...well smashed into eachother really. Draco still didnt know what she had been looking for, but they collided into eachother with a great smack. At first thought, honestly he thought her quite attractive, but he soon learned she was not his type at all. He tried avoiding her and calling her names. Even if he denied it completely, he always had a small attraction to Hermione Granger, which was dangerous in itself. He thought it would never get out into the open, but it did. Not publically. No, but between them to. Between eachother. It was almost scaring him.
Suddenly the ever so familiar key in the door alerted him that Hermione was home, probably dragging along Kat or one of her other bejilllion friends. Getting up, he brushed off his black jeans and then ran a hand through his ungelled hair. He was shirtless, as it was most of the time these days. He had a very nice body. A nice 6 pack but he wasn't overly ripped and pale...not disgustingly tanned. His expressive green eyes had thin black lines around them whilst his platnum blonde fringe covered his face. He was overall sexy and he knew it all to well.
The boy made his way towards the door. He needed to talk to Hermione now. However what he saw made him stop dead in the doorway. There sat Hermione, Hermione Granger, snogging a muggle boy. His heart broke out in quickening thumps as he watched them go at it for about three minutes before Hermione pulled away and pushed him out the door with a girly giggle. However the minute he was gone she did something he wasn't expecting her to do. Wiped her mouth and rolled her eyes in digust. NOW Draco was offically part of the 'Hermione confuses the hell out of me Club'.
He didnt say one thing as he shoved past her roughly, only hearing a few words from Hermione as he stalked up the stairs and into his bedroom, locking it as he heard her footsteps following after him.
(Hermione POV)
He was disgusting! Hermione couldn't believe she had done that, but when she heard Draco approaching she had to. She had to make him angry and jealous so then may be he would make another move. However, she got the oppisite effect as he stalked past her and into his room. "Draco!That was not what it seemed like! Draco!" She followed him. Of course! She hadn't spoken to him in three weeks and had been doing her best to avoid him but somehow it wasn't right. Hermione kept avoiding her growing feelings for him and she knew it. She had known it all along.
First day on the Hogwarts Train for the first time, she ran into Draco Malfoy. Quite litterally, she had been looking for Neville's toad and ran smack into the boy. For a moment they just stared at eachother but then thier eyes locked and that was the end of that. Draco told her to move softly and Hermione did so...but she remembered him giving her a look. Then her liking continued even when she got called a mudblood by him and she always saw the look in his eyes. Even if she 'hated' him she loved him all the same. Yes, it was a wierd relationship between 6 years. Then he tried to kill Dumbeldore and Hermione thought all her love for him was gone. Dumbeldore, Ron, and Harry. Those had been some of her best friends and now one of them was gone, almost thanks to Draco...or thats what she had thought.
She knocked on his door as she reached it. Her eyes wide in terror that he wouldn't forgive her and that he may never know why she had done it. Lips pressed together and called his name. "Draco please! Listen to me!" She didn't get an answer but heard the shower turn on. Her eyes shut and she fought back tears. Half of anger, half of sadness. If he never forgave her she wasn't sure what would happen. She wasn't going to deny her feelings for him anylonger, it was something she couldn't do. He had to know. "Listen to me godamnit!" No answer. None. Not a one.
Hermione ran into her own bedroom and slammed the door. Her body shook slightly as she let the tears fall. Why she was crying, she knew that, but she also knew it wouldn't make any difference whatsoever. Draco was to angry at her now. She would never be able to make him understand. Hermione would try again later, he had to come out of his room eventually. Didnt he?
It was 10 minutes later when the tears stopped and she regained control.Her breathing had evened out and she just sighed. That's when her phone rang. Hermione picked up cautiously. "Hello?" It was her mom. "Honey! I have some news. Your father and I are going to be gone for a week. While we are gone. we're trusting you two behave yourselves. There is plenty of food and if not then go into my bustier and get the credit card ok? I love you but we have to go, the flight leaves in an hour.Bye Darling!" She hung up before Hermione could say a word. She wasn't happy about this, unlike most teens, and this was going to be harder than she imagined. One week. Alone. With Draco Malfoy.
(Draco POV)
Draco kept the shower water running but never got it. He was sitting on his bed, face into the pillow, trying to steady his breathing rate.Why had she done it? Why had she hurt him like such a bitch. Couldn't she tell he adored her from that kiss?! Every part of his body was tense. He was in shock. Shock that seeing another guy snogging Hermione would hurt so much, shocked that she didn't know his feelings for her. These thoughts and others physically and mentally exhausted Draco to the point that he fell asleep, unaware that Hermione was crying in her bed.
-time lapse 5 hours-
Draco awoke with a 1/2 groan 1/2 yawn. His eyes were heavy and drooping as he sat up. Looking at his clock he noted he had slept for about five hours as it was now 8:00 at night. Draco took a second to relfect on his sleep which had been more than rejuvinating. He and Hermione had been together in this dream. Just together and talking, holding eachother. No sex, no snogging, just holding and talking. It was one of those dreams that was a first for Draco. Usually if he dreamed about a girl it was of fucking her brains out, not holding her.The dream just added to the wierd and dramatic day that Draco and Hermione were having. Still having.
Silently, Draco got up and brushed off his jeans before making his way out of his room. In the hallway he was very quiet and sneaky. He slipped past Hermione's room without any issues and he heard the television going so he figured the ktichen must be a safe place, since he was starving. He made his way down the stairs and on the main floor's hall without any issues. He figured he was all in the clear.
He walked like any normal day into the kitchen but stopped dead when he saw Hermione sitting at the table, tears and makeup running down her face. She looked really upset. Remorse struck him like an arrow as he watched her silent tears come down her face. He couldn't move, he felt like he was going to implode on the spot from seeing her cry. Her tears hurt more than he ever anticipated they would, hell he was gonna cry if she kept those tears up. She was hurting more than she had this afternoon, just by crying and being sad.
"Hermione..." He approached her slowly and as she looked up, she jumped into action. "Draco I am sorry I dont even care about him I dont care about anyone but you!" Draco looked at her with an odd expression and it took him a minute or two for that thought to sink in. His eyes met with hers and he bent down beside her and did the only thing he felt he could do. He took her into his arms and held her tight against his chest as she cried. His head rested on her shoulder and she just cried. "Shhhhh Hermione, I'm here." His voice was as soft and soothing as he could get it.
(Hermione POV)
Hermione hadn't slept, eaten, or even thought really. She had been thinking about him constantly and waiting for him to come out of his room. Before she knew what was happening four and a half hours had passed her by. She was just sitting on her bed and had been for quite sometime as she looked at the clock. It was amazing what being worried about someone could make you do. For example worry so much you almost forget to breath, worried so much you forget your hungry, thirsty, or even that you have to use the bathroom. Time was finally coming to catch back up with her it seemed as she looked at the clock which read 7:30pm.
She stretched out her kinked muscles and stood up, her bones popping. Looking down at herself she decided she needed to change. She quickly put on a black tank top instead of the t-shirt and she slipped off the mini skirt and replaced them with jeans. Satisfied as she could be, she grabbed her wand and took a deep breath, trying to regain her small ounce of controlm but still feeling empty inside.
She didn't bother to be quiet and she trotted down the hall, jumped down the steps and practically sprinted to the kitchen. May be it would wake him up if he was asleep or something. She went into the kitchen and began slowing down. Before she knew what was happening, she was crying again. Her eyes were red and tears ran down her cheeks. Draco. The only person currently inside her head. The only person she wanted to be snogging and the one person she could say was a serious love intrest.
Hermione didn't even hear the boy come in. She was to busy crying silently and trying to calm herself down, which made it worse, much much worse. She'd fucked up her chances to be with him, she had ruined every single fucking thing and it was just to make him jealous when he was already jealous and that pissed him off so now she was screwed. Completely screwed.It made the tears fall harder as she tried to once more rein them in without any luck what-so-ever.
Then she heard his voice. She spun around in her seat to see him. Her heart stopped and she spoke, tears nearly choking all her words. Finally she turned back around and cried some more. Then she heard footsteps and felt his strong arms wrap around her and she relaxed. His soft voice comforted her in such a way that her crying soon subsided. Within 10 minutes she was clinging to him despertly and trying to keep the moment as long as she could. She finally pulled away and took a deep breath, smiling gently at him.
(Draco POV)
Draco's breathing hitched as he looked deep into her hazel eyes. His eyes went wide and he looked over Hermione's face several times before nodding. He smiled gently. This was real, even if it seemed rushed and unexpected. It was something they couldn't deny anymore. These feelings had been there from the start and now they were out in the open for both teenagers to see. It no longer mattered that Draco used to follow the dark lord and had hurt Hermione so many times previous. It didn't matter that Hermione was part of the golden trio which was public enemy number one. None of it mattered anymore. It just didn't.
"Come on, you need to wash your face." He got a small smack and just smiled a goofy smile while getting a washcloth from the sink and wetting it with warm water before handing it to Hermione who was obviously deep in thought again.She wiped her face gently then took a deep breath. "Mom and dad won't be back for a week." Draco looked surprised for a second before shrugging. "Why?" Hermione shrugged. "I'm not sure, I think it's a business trip." Draco nodded then shook his head so the fringe of his hair came over his eye. Hermione looked at him for a second before shakin her head as if to rid dirty thoughts. A smirk passed over Draco's lips as a small part of him became Slytherin Sex God again. He leaned it and nibbled her ear, his smirk only growing when he heard her breeath hitch. "Do you like it Herm?" He saw her nodd and his lips pressed against her cheek. "Do you want it?" Once more he felt her nod. The smirk almost turned to a smile and he kissed her passionantly, enjoying the small whimper he heard through the kiss.
Draco pulled back and smiled. "Then you'll get it...but not tonight...not here." Seeing her expression change, he made a quick departure in order to avoid her hazel green eyes staring after him.
