Chapter four: Confusion?


Disclaimer: Yay, I finally managed to spell "Disclaimer" right on the first attempt. lol. Anyways, dont own anything really... Except for the idea... I think..

A.N. I know loooong awaited. lol. I had exams... Needed to study.. You know..


To say that Hermione was confused would be a terrible understatement. The entire day she seemed "out of it" as Harry did not hesitate to point out. She did not bother giving him the evils (which has become her habit lately). Hermione's mind has been on the daydream.

How could it not be? Malfoy! Argh there must be something wrong with the potion. The twins said that it will be the person I desire!- Well, Malfoy is hot, but seriously...

There was another reason, other than the fact that she supposedly desired Malfoy, which confused the Golden Girl. Why on earth was he so nice to her?

Not to mention that they ended up making out under water...


Draco was just as (if not even more) confused than Hermione. He knew that he had feelings for the bushy-haired Gryffindor since last year but he would never admit it to anyone other than himself.

Since he was very young his father "taught" him. Now Draco could easily keep emotions out of the way, he could stay cold if he wanted to and be "pure-blooded Slytherin prick" as Hermione has called it. He could easily be downright mean and hateful, even to her, and not mean it at all.

He was terribly confused about the whole daydream thing. Of course he didn't let it show. (Or at least he thought he didn't). He thought it was just a bit of harmless fun. He could have easily guessed that Hermione would be the girl in his daydream... But he would never guess that it would make him feel the way it did...


Hermione was glad when the lessons were finally over because she needed to think, not to mention the fact that most of her advanced classes were with Malfoy...

She told Harry and Ginny (she still wasn't talking to Ron and ignored him pointedly) that she wasn't feeling well and had Dobby bring her some dinner into her room. As she was finishing her roasted chicken, her mind kept going over the daydream.

When Hermione put the plate down, she reached into her robe pocket and pulled the small bottle out. She examined the shimmering amber liquid for a bit before on a sudden whim, uncorking it and taking a sip.

It was only a few seconds before the world went blurry again...


When Draco finished his dinner (and made his appearance) in Great Hall, he excused himself and went straight up to his room. He needed to think. However that was not meant to be as the second he shut the door behind him, he felt sudden urge to have some of the potion that he had earlier.

Draco took out the vial- full once again and downed the potion in one big gulp. Then the world went blurry again...


Hermione and Draco were once again sitting on a dinghy, in middle of the Lake again. They sat opposite each other, their knees touching yet neither moved away nor closer.

The scenery was enchanting. The water was ripling a little as the wind hit the surface. Hermione knew that it could be wild and dangerous in storm, with large waves, immitation of the sea, but also calm and still, looking like a huge mirror, reflecting the night sky. Much like the night when she and Harry helped Sirius escape.

She looked around, her large brown eyes sad, until they stoped on the man in front of her. She did not know what to say, so she did not say anything.

He was having similar thoughts to hers, he also lived through adventures, he also knew the lake in different light, he knew more than her though, it was his place. This was where he came in times of loneliness and whenever he was seeking peace and calm and a place to be alone. The lake reflected his mood and feelings. Somehow it always seemed to know.

Draco looked at her and met her eyes. His grey orbs seemed to mirror the emotions in her own chocolate ones. They did not need to speak to understand each other. They just stared at each other. Draco felt like he should say something. Anything.

"..."

"Shh, don't say anything. You'll ruin it"

"But I..."

"You ruined it." She spoke clearly and for once he could not tell what she thought or felt.

"You are not supposed to speak in moments like this one." What she was saying sounded childish but mature and wise at the same time. Somehow she sounded like the Ravenclaw girl Luna.

Draco never spoke to her yet he seemed to know her and know that she was not crazy and that she was wise and little odd. Now Hermione reminded him of the blond Ravenclaw.

Their eyes met and they just held each others gaze. Their knees were touching, and their gaze seemed to connect them they suddenly felt like they should be touching more than just with their knees. They stimultaniously kneeled down on the floor of the small dinghy, making it sway with the sudden movement.

Hermione grabbed Draco's shoudlers for support and he, in turn held her around her waist. It only seemed natural when she put her arms around his neck and snuggled up to his chest. She loved breathing in his scent. It was so fresh yet masculine and so... Draco.

He wasn't complaining as he was stroking her not-so-bushy hair. He was loving it. He loved the feel of her against her and how their bodies fit together perfectly. It was as if it was meant to be.

They could both feel the effects of the potion starting to wear off so Hermione moved back a little, looking up into his grey eyes and then kissed him slowly before the world went blurry...

Hermione took a huge gulp of the air when she returned into the reality. She sighed because she did not clear the cofusion. In fact, now she was even more confused. She felt so calm when she was day-dreaming. Now all that was running through her head was: Am I in love with Draco Malfoy?


A.N. Here you have your second day-dream. I plan on moving this story forward slightly faster than my other stories so I'll probably make it around 10 chapters long... xoxo julezz. REVIEW! PLZ