Chapter 15: Heads or…
Biourne is a quaint little town somewhere in England. They arrived about eleven pm, just outside town.
"We have to ride a carriage to get into town," Draco informed her.
Hermione was too sleepy to care, she only nodded. Hermione fumbled when she tried to carry her bag. Draco stopped her from falling and supported her.
"Will you watch it?!" he said annoyed.
"Sorry, I'm just sleepy," Hermione tried to carry her bag again but fumbled again.
"Give that to me," Draco carried her bag and walked on. "We should change our appearance before we get to the carriage."
"Okay," Hermione pulled out her wand, " Ornious Appeiarante," a couple of sparks shooted from her wand and Draco was enveloped by green smoke. After the smoke subsided Draco became a brunette with green eyes but other than those his face remained the same. "Wow!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Now, you."
Hermione pointed her wand to herself, "Ornious Appeiarante!" Hermione was enveloped in yellow smoke then when it subsided she became a bouncing blonde with blue eyes. "Okay, that will last for a whole day then I need to repeat the spell."
"Let's go! The carriage is only a mile's walk," Draco started walking.
"Uh…huh." Hermione followed him.
When they reached the carriage it was still a three hour ride, Hermione who fell asleep the instant she sat down hit her head on the window when they drove over a pothole. "Ow!" she screamed. Draco laughed, Hermione just glared at him. Hermione went back to sleep, but her head kept tilting at an uncomfortable angle.
Draco laughed when Hermione bumped her head, but it was beside that. The change was well eye-catching. Her blonde hair landed in gentle curls which seemed to emphasize her blue eyes. He saw her groan when she felt her neck stiffen and felt a bit…guilty. He offered his shoulder and let her lean on him. He noticed that she smelled like cinnamon and was quite intrigued, she never seemed to wear cologne or perfume. Hmmm…Draco drifted off to sleep.
When they arrived, Draco and Hermione decided to stay at an inn before they continue. They located a small inn, Clover Inn. When they walked in, a plump little lady greeted them with a warm smile, "Hello! How can I help you?" she asked, her voice bouncy with fake happiness.
"We are…on our honeymoon," Draco answered, smiling back at the receptionist.
"Lovely! You are a beautiful couple!" the receptionist exclaimed.
Hermione looked at Draco, Honeymoon?! The anger was evident in her eyes. She held his hand tighter.
"That's wonderful! We only have one room left and it's a suite!" she answered excitedly.
The look of horror was etched on Hermione's face even Draco couldn't hide the awkwardness of the situation. Hermione's grasp was like a wrench on Draco's hand. Her fingers were digging into his skin, Draco felt slightly annoyed I'm not that undesirable! "Is there no other free rooms?" Hermione asked.
"No. I'm sorry, but I know you will enjoy the suite. It has everything you need," The receptionist answered and gave them a knowing look.
"Okay. Thank you! We will have the suite." Draco answered.
"Yes, here are the keys. I just need you to sign here." She held the papers and placed it on the table.
Draco signed the papers and took the keys. They walked into the room, it was a deep shade of red and the bed was….the shape of a heart. Draco could not stifle his laughter. Hermione threw him a dirty look. "I am by no circumstance sleeping with you."
Draco shook his head, "Don't flatter yourself."
I cannot believe that this is what I get for helping him. I refuse to sleep beside Malfoy! Hermione watched in terror as Draco jumped on the bed and patted it. Inviting Hermione to come sit beside him. Oh no! I knew it! I mean I'm not that beautiful ,but I'm still a girl. Malfoy's still a guy…an experienced one at that. Hermione's heart was pounding, "Hehe…" she gave out a nervous laugh. When she sat beside him, she saw him lean towards her. She can't help remember the last time he did that. It was in his room and she was pinned to the door. Hermione slid her hand in her pocket and gripped her wand tightly, Just try to do anything. I'll have you dead in a second.
Draco knew exactly what she was thinking. He remembered the fear he saw in her eyes when he had her in his room and this was the exact same thing he's seeing now. Does she really think I'm that bad. I mean she is helping me I can't just rape her. She's not even my type. But Draco couldn't deny that Hermione looked good as a blonde. Inwardly he laughed, stupid girl! He leaned over and pointed to the vibrator.
"It has everything we need," He repeated.
"Malfoy, if you think just because I came here I'm going to be your…your.."
"My what?" he asked, smiling mischievously.
"Your…play thing! You are clearly mistaken!" she answered in a huff.
Draco rolled over laughing, "Haha! Play thing?! Is that the best you can do?"
Hermione grabbed a pillow and threw it to Draco, "Shut up!"
Draco paid no attention and just kept laughing even when he got hit further annoying Hermione, Gggrrrrr! Stupid arrogant mutated ferret! "Move over!" she demanded. Draco slid off the bed and Hermione moved beside the phone. "Excuse me, can we have six pillows here? Additional fees? Yes. Charge it to the account. Thank you!" Hermione looked at Draco, "If Im sleeping here there's going to be six pillows between us."
"Whatever makes you happy," He answered, smiling.
Aaaaarrrggghhh! Hermione wanted to throw a bucket of water at him. "I'm going to sleep." She stated blandly.
Draco walked into the bathroom and changed into his boxers. When he walked out and Hermione saw him she screamed her head off, "Malfoy! What the hell are you doing!"
"What?" he asked.
"You…you're sleeping in….that!"
"And? You want me to sleep nude?" he answered.
Hermione glared at him, but he didn't care he just slid on the bed.
"Wait!" Hermione called.
"What now? I can't sleep here?!" he spat.
"I'm fixing the bed. That's your space and this is mine." Hermione took the six pillows and laid it between them, "No one goes over the pillows." Hermione then slid into the bed.
Draco went back to sleep but the pillows were bulging and practically pushing him off the bed. Granger is so neurotic! He pulled four pillows and threw them to the floor. "Hey!" she heard Hermione call.
"Granger, your damn pillows are pushing me off the bed." He answered, going back to sleep. She mumbled something about perverts.
After three hours Draco felt a sharp pain on his back as he turned he saw Hermione's knee. He pushed it away and went back to sleep. Then after only a few minutes he felt another jolt. When he turned he now saw her legs kicking at him on his backside. She's like a child! Dammit! You are literally a pain in the ass! Draco took her smooth pale legs, exposed at least to her thighs, and pulled the blanket over it. Hmm..nice legs! Couldn't be Granger's! Must be the spell. Draco turned to his side and tried to go back to sleep but every time he closed his eyes a picture of Hermione's leg kept flashing in his mind not only that his vision was moving upwards. He felt a rise of heat. Dammit! Draco stood up and took a cold shower. Get a grip,Draco. This is just Granger. Plain old smart-ass Granger. Yes, she does have a good body but she's still just Granger. After Draco's erm…refreshing shower he grabbed his pillow and slept on the couch. I can't risk that happening again.
Hermione woke up refreshed, she didn't notice until now that Draco moved. Hmm…wonder what's he doing there? Hermione took her change of clothes and had a long hot bath. When she finished Draco was already up, he looked horrible. He looked as if he didn't get any sleep, "Are you okay?" she asked.
Draco snorted, "Ha! You kept me awake." He answered annoyed.
"I did? Never mind. I don't want to know. You better get dressed we should not waste time."
Draco nodded and got dressed, "We'll just grab breakfast downstairs."