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Being Bound to Your Presence Chapter Fifteen
Realization Comes Standard
I think we found something out...and I'm not sure if I wanted to...
Draco spoke so quietly Hermione could barely hear him. She got out of her bed and sat on the edge of his.
"I think..." His voice was a little hoarse and cracked. He cleared his throat. "My dream... I think it's us. I think it's really going to happen...I...I'm not sure...I can just...feel it." Draco bit his lip at the look on Hermione's face.
"N-No, that c-can't be right..." Her voice sounded like she was about to cry. "You-you're just trying to sc-scare me! It's happened to Harry before...B-but...no...you're lying..." She turned away from Malfoy. He sighed, resting his forehead against Hermione's back.
"Hopefully I'm wrong" Draco whispered into her curls. He looked up. When Hermione turned her face was wet with tears. "Nothing is going to happen if I can help it." He kissed her lightly. She smiled weakly, but something had caught Malfoy's eye. He glanced at the window, but the spy had already vanished.
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"Kissed her?"
"Yes s-sir, he k-kissed her." The poor teen trembled under the gaze of the man. She had gone in over her head. Her master didn't seem pleased by the newly acquired news.
"Is that all?"
"Yes sir." There was a pause.
"Get OUT of here!" The man shouted. The teenage spy practically jumped out of her skin and zoomed out of the room. The man threw the money pouch after her, but she didn't turn once to retrieve it.
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The next morning, Hermione and Draco went down to the Great Hall at breakfast. They accidently-on-purpose- trailed a distance behind Harry. At long last, he went up to Ginny and held her hand.
"Ginny?..." He said timidly. She stood looking at him anxiously.
Hermione could tell it was all she could do not to squeal. "Will you go to the Ball as my partner?"
Ginny grinned and bit her lip. She nodded, batting her eyelashes. Later Harry looked to find Hermione and tell her the news, (not knowing that she already knew,) but she had already went back to the Room of Requirement with Malfoy. Hanging his head, Harry headed to his first lesson.
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Later that afternoon in NEWT Transfiguration, Draco and Hermione partnered up, only so they could discuss the dream. Hermione did all the work while they passed notes ("We might as well follow one rule and not talk too much." Hermione said to him. Draco rolled his eyes.), trying to think of who all could possibly be in the dream, where it might have taken place. It was all fine until the innocent "passing" of the note became the innocent "dropping" ("Malfoyyyy!" Hermione hissed.) of the note. Just as Draco reached down to pick it up, a black buckled shoe stomped on top of it.
"Malfoy, Granger, please come to my desk."
Draco stood, and Hermione somehow staggered to the front of the classroom out of humiliation.
"As you both should know by 7th year," McGonagall glared, "Passing notes is a detention. You will serve it here, tomorrow at 5 o'clock. Class dismissed." She called to the rest of the class as she shooed Draco and Hermione out.
At lunch, Hermione stared at her food in the Room of Requirement. Draco rolled his eyes.
"Helllloooo? Anybody there? If not, say goodbye to your steak-and-kidney pudding, because I'm hungry."
Draco slid Hermione's plate infront of him. Still, no response.
"Come on Granger, it's just your first detention." He nudged her with his shoulder. "Why, I remember mine...it was the 3rd day of 1st year..." Draco could tell he wasn't helping. "Granger, I command you, using all of my pureblood authority, to talk to me!"
Hermione stared off still. "Granger, don't make me do this." He paused. Then he kissed her rosy cheek at her blank response. She grinned. He growled angrily. "Arrgh, you did that on purpose." Draco sounded like a stubborn little kid. Hermione stuck her tongue out. "Haha." She replied. Then Draco, quite unexpectantly,
tackled her into the couch. She laughed into the pillows before throwing them at him.
-Gryffindor Common Room-
Harry sat in his favorite armchair by the fire, with Ron close by. He stared into the flames.
"I'm worried about Hermione." He said to Ron. Ron, not very intelligent anyway and only half listening, replied "Why?"
Harry shot him an I-can't-believe-you look.
"What kind of question is that? Are we he same planet here? I mean, she gets stuck with a Slytherin and doesn't seem to care, will probably be like this for a long time, but doesn't seem to care, and never gets to spend time with us and-"
"Doesn't seem to care?" Ron quipped.
"No, she DOESN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!"
Ron flinched back, slightly startled. Harry sighed. When he spoke, he sounded on the verge of tears.
"You see, she just doesn't seem to care about us anymore. It's like all of the sudden, hr and Malfoy are the only ones in the world." He clenched his hands into fists.
"Well..." Ron said reproachfully, "If could only walk a yard away from someone at ALL TIMES, I'd probably feel like we're the only ones in the world too." Harry shot him a incredulous look.
"I'm going to KILL him." He said through clenched teeth.
"It's not that bad..." Ron started lamely.
"Oh, grow up Ron!" Harry retorted harshly. "It's as if I were stuck to Pansy and I liked it! I mean what if this is it?" He gulped. Ron rolled his eyes. Here comes the emotionally over-protective Harry. "What if she's REALLY starting to like him?" He spoke barely above a whisper. "WE may be loosing our best friend, gone with the wind; lost in the commotion of her feelings. I can see it in her face..." Ron wasn't sure if Harry was still talking to him anymore or not; he was just looking for an easy escape route. "That feeling you get...You feel like the whole world has stopped; nothing else or anyone else matters. I got it everyday when we were dating in the beginning of 6th year. Then she broke up with me and life started up again, like you think, "How can I look around at the world and nothing be different?" Because what is lost is on the inside, a place where noone can see."
At this, Ron got up and stormed to his dorm. Of course that mushy-mush wasn't happening to their Hermione. Or was it? It couldn't. Or..could it?
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