Hey! I got three reviews!
Blackchemical54- Thanks bunches! Enjoy!
Hotchic- Thanks for your enthusiasm! I'm hoping to finally write a short story but you never know with some stories!
Cherylann-Helena-M- I'm glad you like that line! It was a favorite of mine as soon as I wrote it. I can't give you a peek at what will happen now, but if you read then you just might get a tiddlebit of a hint!
It's a little late but Voldemort never sent Draco to kill good old Dumbledore so Dumbledore is alive and Draco and Snape are still hanging at Hogwarts. Draco is a spy with Snape (and a damn good one) and Snape's not going to have a freakishly dramatic confession that he works for the dark lord still. He doesn't. On with the freakishly cliché story of mine!
"'Mione! You're late! Where've you been?" Ron grabbed her around the waist and kissed her.
"Get a room!" booed Harry. Ron glared at him and the trio walked off to collect their school things. Secretly, Hermione was pleased when Harry interrupted. She was feeling less and less in love with Ron and more and more like he was her brother.
"Oi, 'Mione! Do you want to stop for some ice cream? Ron's off to the loo." Harry pointed in the direction of a small but expensive looking ice cream parlor, just down the road.
"Sure, Harry." They entered the parlor and began to brows for ice cream. The door clanged open and there stood Draco Malfoy. Draco looked around and his cold eyes came to rest upon Hermione Granger. They softened as his memory returned to the days when they had played together and loved each other. She turned around and stared for a moment and he smirked.
"Like what you see, Granger?"
"Possibly, Mal-Draco." Startled by the sudden display of near civility towards him.
"What's this about then?" he asked.
"We're getting ice cream."
"No, I mean the calling me Draco and not snapping at me."
"It's called civility. I, for one, am trying to be a better person." Hermione turned back to the ice cream display.
"'Mione, I'm going to find Ginny. Ron told me she was shopping and said she'd stop by."
"Oh, okay." As Harry walked out, Draco moved closer to her, snaking his arm around her shoulder. She turned to face him. He leaned in close to her and passionately kissed her, his free hand moving down to slide something into her back pocket. He pulled away, stared at her for a moment, and then smiled.
"Yum, that was nice, thanks." Hermione just stood there, staring at him, her brain not quite comprehending what had just happened. On his way out, he pushed past Ron who glared at him.
"Oi, Hermione! What the bloody hell was that all about?" Ron stalked up to her, Harry and Ginny close behind.
"I have no idea…he just came out of nowhere and…and he kissed me…" Hermione stared after Draco, even though the crowd had already swallowed him up. Ron sighed, shook his head and headed off. Harry gave Hermione a look and followed Ron. Only Ginny hung back with Hermione.
"So, what was it like?"
"It was…it was like nothing else existed. He's a great kisser," seeing Ginny's amused look, she hurriedly added, "But I still hate him."
"Uh-huh. So are you ever going to look at what Draco slipped into your pocket?"
"Huh? He slipped something into my pocket? When?"
"When you were off in ga-ga-land during the kiss."
"Really…" Hermione shrugged and slid her hand into her pocket and pulled out a small note.
"What's it say? What's it say?" Hermione read the note aloud.
I enjoyed the kiss. Can't wait until we meet in the Head's compartment.
"What? Does Draco all of a sudden…like me or something?"
"I have no idea. But we better hurry up and finish our shopping! If we go fast enough, we can make it back to your house so you can grab your stuff and stay at my house for a few days!"
"Sounds fun!" The girls raced out of the shop, shopping like mad shopping persons.
Well, that's all for today, kiddies! Tune in next time for: The 4-Day Stay, including tidbits from the beginning of the Train Ride! Yay! Please, save a real author, review an aspiring one.