Her Last Sentence
Notice: This chapter might be a little rushed. i was never one for patience.
"Sirius I have just received notice from Snape that—
An unknown guy muttered and paused as his eyes rested on us. I stared at him distastefully; as I did to almost everyone I did not know. I recognized him to be Professor Lupin.
"I see that they have arrived," he finished lamely.
He then butted the black haired man out of the way and invited us in. The place held the entire splendor. I knew this place well. I had visited here when I was young. How old was I then? I had no idea.
The gloomy darkness was yet the same and the house held a thick musk of years of inattention. I stood in the hall dumbly. Hermione, on the other hand, seemed to have broken out of her shock and was busy hugging the two men in greeting which brought a jealous stab to my heart.
The black haired man suddenly asked, "And who is this young man?" he asked. Hermione then turned her head to look at me coldly.
She forced a curt smile on her face and introduced me to them, "Draco Malfoy, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin," she forced in a strained voice. Remus gave a quick nod while Sirius turned away. He did not seem to want to acknowledge me. As far as I heard, he hated his blood.
"Well, we had no prior notice, so I'll have to guess that you two will have to share a room," Remus said politely. I nodded lazily, but inside I was bursting with joy. I was going to share a room with Granger.
"However, my room is just along the hall and Sirius' room is directly opposite the one you will currently be residing in," Remus explained, "And if we hear anything suspicious, we will not hesitate to come in and break up whatever thing inside."
My joy faltered a little, and Sirius turned around and gave me a smug smirk. I rolled my eyes and grabbed Hermione's hand to go check out our room. But Hermione snatched her hand away roughly and stalked up the creaking stairs myself and Sirius gave out a chortle. I glared at him and followed behind her.
"Listen Hermione, I'm sorry," I apologized for the fifth time.
We were in the room that Remus allocated to us. It was grand and large for sure, but it was covered with dust and Hermione had sneezed a couple of times before surrendering and started on a cleaning spree. Her wand swept through every corner while I trailed her closely, apologizing yet again.
When Hermione finally stopped and collapsed on a now plush green armchair, she looked up at me and narrowed her eyes, before replying, "I'm getting the bed."
My brows furrowed in confusion, "Of course you are, we're both sleeping on the bed aren't we?" I added just in case. Hermione just smiled sweetly and tapped her foot on the carpet before replying.
"Yours"
I sighed and nodded before starting on my rant again, half my mind occupied with the carpet. "Hermione, you know that I was forced to give you the potion, there was no other way! I was born to the Malfoy family; I knew that was the path all along. I did not like it but…"
"You could have told me," Hermione shot back fiercely, "You could have trusted me to help you. But you didn't. Bloody hell, Draco! I do not damned need protection!" Hermione got up of the armchair and faced me menacingly. For someone shorter than me, she looked pretty angry.
"I can do a dozen more spells than you could do!" she yelled taking one step toward me, I backed away. "I'm more capable than you in my potions!" another step toward me, "Much more competent in transfiguring and casting security spells! What makes you think that you have got to protect me?"
She was barely an inch away and I was trapped between her and the bed.
"Because I love you," I replied softly.
Suddenly, her eyes softened and she looked startled for a moment before regaining her former frustration and unknowingly, she pushed me. My knees buckled and fell backward. Instinctively, I grabbed her outstretched hand. Hermione obviously could not hold my weight and she toppled along with me. Landing us in a very compromising situation, her hair formed a curtain around our faces, secluding us from the outside world, forming our own personal domain. Her body was completely on mine and her hands ran over my face.
I brought my face up to meet her parted lips and my tongue darted inside her mouth, tasting her. The kiss was heated and passionate and all of a sudden, I bit down on her lower lip. She yelped, it vibrated down to my spine and I moaned in pleasure. Suddenly…
"Break it up, you two!"
I looked up to find Sirius storming towards us and Remus leaning on the door frame smirking. Hermione got up of me immediately, straightening out her clothes and pulling down her blouse that was strangely hiked up. All the while I was glaring at Sirius with a vengeance, he had to come bursting in at this very moment, did he?
"Hermione, we'll have to prepare an extra room for you as quickly as possible it seems," Remus said, and with every word his smirk widened into a full out smile.
"Yep," replied Sirius, "I can't have this Malfoy here humping you day and night." Hermione at this comment flushed bright red while I looked down from Sirius' piercing gaze.
"Don't forget I was once a teenager myself, and let me tell you, I was a very open-minded one. Tried all sorts of things. Things, I don't think you would ever imagined yourself in," Sirius commented casually.
"Sirius, old buddy come on, Harry and Ron are expected to arrive anytime soon," Remus reminded. At that, Hermione smiled and hurried downstairs, with Remus following her down, leaving Sirius and me alone in the room.
"Try not to keep it so obvious, Malfoy," Sirius said turning around before pausing at the door and turning around, "Next time, try not to express it in shouts."
I frowned before asking, "Was I that obvious?"
Sirius retaliated with a smug grin and said, "Anymore obvious and you would have screamed it off the rooftop, Malfoy."