A/N- Hey everybody! Sorry I haven't updated my story for a while...But I will be updating alot more now. I moved and now that I am in a new school so close to the end of the school year, I have 3 study halls. I really have nothing to do in here, so that could be anywhere between 1-3 chappies a day. Depending on if I decide to make them long, or keep them short. My godsister isn't really writing on my story anymore. She is starting her own. But I hope I can survive with out her, lol. R&R! By the way. I DO NOT OWN the Harry Potter series. And to be truthful. I don't care about them anymore. Rowling killed off Dumbledore and I haven't picked one of them up since.
Unexpected encounters
Draco slowly walked through all the hallways of Hogwarts wondering what would happen if he started being nice to Harry. Or even, should he? His father never liked Harry. He wanted him dead. But that was when he was following Voldemort. Now that Voldemort killed his father, was his father looking down on him trying to tell him he changed sides? Or even, is his father still on Voldemorts side, even from his grave? Does he think he deserved to be killed? Was it an honor? He didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to think. He just kept walking until he heard a small sniffle of someone crying.
"Who's there? You better answer me, you shouldn't be in the halls. I have power and half a mind to report you for being in the halls."
"Oh shut-up. Go away Malfoy!"
"Hermione? HERMIONE! Whats wrong? um...not that I...um..care or anything.
"Just go away" Then with a wispering voice, "...please."
"Not untill you tell me what is wrong."
"What is wrong with me is none of your buisness." Hermione got up to run away from him again. But something was holding her back. She looked at her arm and realized that Draco was holding her by the wrist."
"What are you trying to do, break my wrist? Get off!"
He loosened his grip just enough so she still couldn't run from him. "No, I would never want to hurt you." Once he realized what he said he slapped his hand to his mouth. He was doing it again. He was falling for her. He wouldn't allow it. He let go of her wrist and began to run off himself. This time it was him that couldn't move. "Hermione? What the..."
"What did you just say?"
"Forget it. It was stupid and I shouldn't have said it. Don't listen to anything I tell you." He tried to walk off but realized Hermuine still had a holdon his hand. "You can let go now."
"Oh, sorry." She tried to let go of his wrist. But for some reason she was attracted to him.
"I said, 'You can let go now.' "
"I can't"
"why?"
"I don't know, its like im glued to you." Draco tried his hardest to pull her hand off her wrist. "OW! That hurts!" Hermione yanked away and they fell to the floor. Draco was suddenly hovering over Hermione with their eyes totally focased on the others. Next thing the knew, they were kissing. Their hands suddenly broke free and so did their lips.
Draco stood up and just looked at Hermione, who was sitting just staring back at him. "What just happened? Why did our arms suddenly unhook? What was the kiss all about? I don't even remember making the move. Unless you did. Did you? Did you kiss me Hermione?"
"No, I was about to ask the same thing."
"I gotta go. I am really sorry Hermione."
"Draco, wait"
Draco ignored her and disapeared around the corner. He kept running untill he couldn't remember where he was. He didn't recognize this hallway. With all of the exploring him and other girls have done to find quiet spots, he thought he had seen every hallway. But no, this was different. It was shining the different house colors with every step he made. Like it was metallic walls or something. He didn't know what it was, but he was in total awe. All he could do was sit and stare. Her had been jogging around the school for an hour. Who knew where Hermione could be by now. But then he heard a soft quiet voice singing. Between the walls, and that voice, Draco felt like nothing could ever go wrong. He kept getting closer to that voice. He finally got so close that he could make out the words.
"Don't know what to do, with the way I feel when I'm around you, I won't let this happen, not again. I'm not right for you, please don't tell me it's not true. I don't know what I'll do, with another broken heart. Please, help me, if we end up together, don't let us part.
The voice went on and on untill it finally stopped. Then he heard the same voice talking. Still to much in awe from the walls to realize whose voice it was. "How can you let yourself do this again? Are you just plain stupid? First Harry, Ron, that stupid quidditch (spelled wrong on purpose to show that she is saying it wrong)player, now him? You CAN'T let yourself do this again! No way. There is absolutely NO way that you will let yourself fall for Draco Malfoy. No matter how much he may have changed."
The last two sentences brought Draco to reality. He now knew who it was. It was Granger. How did she find this space. It was like a cave. He stepped forward into the light just enough to see that Hermione was crying again. He silently walked up to her and put his hand on her back.
"What do you want?" She managed to say between sniffles.
"I think we need to talk. Something really weird is going on. And I think the only two people to figure it out is you and me. First we start to have feelings for eachother after all these bad years at Hogwarts, then our hands, then a kiss, and now I feel as if I never want to be away from you."
"Do you think it could be fate? I mean, it kind of looks like that."
"Yeah, except for our hands."
"Maybe it was a spell, or a potion."
"Maybe, but it seems to me that we can't fight it."
"Draco, maybe we should go along with it. This spell or potion thingy. Maybe if we can't fight it, we can give in to it just long enough tob find out who is behind it all.
"Maybe you're right." Then he smiled a smile that Hermione knew from seeing him give it to other girls. "You are a smart one aren't you?"
"Haha Draco, now can I have me peace and quiet?"
"No"
"And may I ask why not?"
"Because, it's almost time for dinner, and shouldn't we make an entrance to show the person behind all this that his 'plan' is working?
"I guess so."
It was a very long walk to get back to the normal halls of Hogwarts. Draco was just following Hermione, who obviously knew her way around.
"Draco, can I ask you something?"
"Sure"
"Our kiss, earlier today. Do you think that, well, nevermind. It will sound too weird."
"Let me guess, you want me to say whether you are a good kisser or not."
"um...yeah...is that too wierd."
"no, not at all. But it wasn't long enough of a kiss for me to debate it."
Hermione just stopped in her tracks and looked at Draco.
"What?"
Hermione just stepped closer and leaned in for a kiss. Draco finally realized what was going on. If Granger wanted a dose of a Malfoy, then she was about to get one. He stopped the kiss, and smiled slightly at her. He pushed he up against the wall, still holding onto her. He pushed himself against her, just enough to turn her on a little more. He kissed her again, this time more forcefully. Hermione realized what was going on and decided to play along. She took her hand off the wall and put in on Draco's stomach. Her hands slowly made their way up to his chest. He put his hands on her waist and he too started exploring her delacate skin. First starting with her arms. Then working his way down.
Finally Hermione broke away from the kiss. "Draco, I think we had better be getting to dinner."
"I think you're right."
A/N- haha, now, I know what you are about to say. I am still rushing the Hermione and Draco senes. But hey, heres something to think about. They are still not dating. They are just pretending. But what was up with that last kiss? And why are they attracted to each other like magnets? I guess you'll just have to wait and see.
