Chapter 2: Chapter 7
Dear Diary,
It has been an interesting couple of months journal. But let me say this first, it feels weird having to write in a diary. Sorry, Journal, I refuse to call you by some girly name. That's how I feel and that's what I am going to stick too. Now as I was saying, it feels weird and the only reason I am writing in you is as Ginny so eloquently told me that it would be good for me to write my 'feelings' down. Like I really need to write down my feelings. I am a man, and I don't need to have feelings. Hell, Ginny has enough feelings for the two of us. Though all in all I get what she means. I do need to write them down because ever since the downfall of Voldemort, I have been lost.
Not lost in the fact that I don't know where I am, but lost in who I am. I know this may sound weird, and I don't blame anybody for this. But my whole life I have been obsessed and determined to beat that guy and now that I have...Well I don't know what to do anymore. Like really what do I do? So while everything has been going great, I still feel lost.
Ginny has been great though. I honestly can't think of anybody else I rather be with, and the holidays start tomorrow. I will be going with Ginny and Ron back to the Burrow. I know that I will have a blast. Even though Hermione won't be coming with us. I tried to ask Ginny why, but she told me it was none of my business. And that I should just leave her alone. I know that those two are like sisters, but aren't I Hermione's best friend? She can tell me anything.
But I will wait. Partly cause I want her to be the one to tell me, and partly because I love her. And because of that I will wait until she tells me. Good or bad, my feelings will never change.
Until Next Time
Harry J. Potter
8:45 p.m.
Both Draco and Blaise turned as the portrait door slammed closed. They watched as the head girl threw her bag across the room, and kick her shoes off. One landing on a table and the other landing by the blazing fireplace. They then watched as she mumbled and ripped off her winter cloak. She then let it rolled it up in a ball, and threw it on the windowsill. She stormed across the room, still oblivious to the two men. She stomped up the stairs, and they jumped when her door slammed with a resounding sound. They then heard as she screamed and said something about men in general.
They listened as until they heard silence. It surprised them both when they heard her door slam shut again and water being turning on.
"Quite a temper" Blaise broke the silence.
"You have no idea." Draco rested back in the chair. "She has been a little tense lately."
"Just a little, Drake?" Blaise looked at him with questioning in his eyes.
"Okay, more then a little. The other night for example, she left scratch marks down my back. I didn't mind or notice at the time, because it was pretty rough." Draco smiled at the thought, and felt himself get hard at the memory. He shook his head. "I think that it has to do with what Potter and Weasley said about school work again. Not the girl Weasley though."
"Why not Ginny?" Blaise asked putting an arm on the back of the couch.
"Should I even ask why you called the girl by her first name?" Draco questioned.
"Easier to tell who is whom in Hermione's life. Instead of saying Weasley or she Weasley all the time."
Draco nodded his head in agreement. "Makes sense. Though it isn't about Ginny because she is up here every friday till the early mornings."
Blaise's interest piqued up. "Do you know about what?"
"Not a clue, because Granger or Ginny usually puts a silencing spell on the room. They are doing something that I can never figure out."
"Maybe they are doing what the male muggles think or so I heard the muggle borns talking about one time." Blaise grinned wickedly. "Having pillows fights."
"And what is so damn special about a pillow fight? And why would it get male muggles excited?"
Blaise motioned to Draco to move his head closer. "It's reported that they wear nothing but lingerie and smack each other with pillows. And just think when they hit each other, things go bouncing."
Draco looked at Blaise with a look of bewilderment. "And you actually think this happens?"
"Sure. Why would the muggleborn males of this school lie to me?" Blaise said with an innocent look on his face.
"Your fucked." Draco stated.
"I am not."
"Yes, you are, they don't do that."
"Oh and how would you know? Hmm?" Blaise countered. "Have you ever been to one?"
"No.."
Blaise cut him off. "So there you go, you don't know."
"Like I said your fucked."
"I know that I am not 'fucked' as you so nicely put it, I know I am right." Blaise said with a huff.
Draco was about to respond, but stop himself short when he saw Hermione come running down the stairs. He looked at his watch and noticed it was about time for her and Ginny to meet up for there weekly 'pillow fight'. He felt his mouth go dry when she bent down to put on the shoes that were in her hands.
"And where do you think you are going dressed like that?" Draco questioned as he walked to stand behind her.
He watched as she straightened and turned to look at him. He felt his blood flow a little faster, and his body get a lot hotter. She chosen to wear muggle jeans that were skin tight, and hung low on her hips. He looked at her feet and noticed she was wearing knee high black stiletto boots. He lifted his head to look at her top. It was a knitted off the shoulder sweater. Now normally he thought that anything knitted was unattractive, and for old people. But the dark pink made the figure he knew underneath more pronounce, and her breasts bigger.
"Why are your breasts bigger?" Draco bluntly asked.
Hermione whipped her head up. "I beg your pardon?"
"You heard me." Draco then pointed to her face. "And what did you do to your hair? And your face?"
"It's called a push up bra Malfoy." Hermione stated in a matter-of-fact voice. "And I decided to make my hair a little messy by putting mousse and using a blow dryer. And so what if I put make-up on Malfoy? You are not the boss of me, nor will you ever be!" She huffed and grabbed her cloak that we bundled on the floor. "And I decided that maybe for once I wanted to dress nicely, and of course like you and everybody else out there, forget that I am in fact a girl. And like a girl I do like to every once in a while get dolled up."
"But you still didn't tell dear Draco where you are going." Blaise spoke up as he placed an arm on Draco's shoulders.
"Well, Blaise, if you must know I am going out with Ginny and some other seven years to Hogsmede for a little christmas party." She paused at the knock on the portrait. "And you too aren't invited." With that she turned and walked out of the portrait hole.
"Feisty one!" Blaise exclaimed.
Draco nodded. "I say."
"Going to do anything about your lover?" Blaise asked as he went back to sit on the sofa.
"Not a thing" Draco looked at Blaise's face of disbelief. "Well, not until later."
"Around what time?"
"You coming?"
Blaise looked at the clock, and then looked at Draco. "Anything pass two and I will have to say no."
"But..."
Blaise smiled, and watched as Draco mirrored his own. "Wouldn't miss it for the world!"
12:33 a.m.
Hermione laughed as Ron made a face of disgust and McLaggen looked like his was going to puke. She watched as the two of them quickly touched their lips together and just as quickly, pulled away. Her along with Ginny, Harry, Neville, Lavender, Luna, Dean, Seamus, and the Patil twins all laughed. Hermione looked around the group that occupied a corner of the Hog Head pub. She thought about how much fun she was having. And how very drunk she was.
"It's your turn Mione." Ron said as he took a shot of the firewhiskey, partly to get more drunk. And to get the image of kissing McLaggen out of his mind.
"And what dear Ronald will you make me do?" She gave a lazy smile.
Ron seriously thought about what he should make her do. He then smiled. "Since you made me kiss the ass over there..."
"And kissing you was so enjoyable." McLaggen muttered into his glass.
Ron shoved his a little, which caused McLaggen to spill his drink on himself. "Shut it!" He turned back to Hermione. "Now as I was saying. Since you made me kiss McLaggen over there, I dare you, no I insist that you make out of Lav."
"Okay." Hermione simply said and took a shot of the firewhiskey, not even feeling the burn that slide down her throat anymore. She then turned to make out with Lavender, but stopped when she noticed that Lavender was passed out in her chair. "'fraid you are going to have to pick someone else Ron."
"Now Mione, a dare is a dare. And I told you you have to make out with my girlfriend!"
"I would gladly fulfill your fantasy and probably most of the guys at this table." Hermione then waved a hand over Lavender. "But as you can see, she is currently passed out."
Ron looked through blurry eyes. "I see. I guess that you will have to deal with Luna."
Hermione turned to look at Luna. She then laughed. "How about it baby?"
Luna laughed, not being her usual whimsical self, she stood to walk over to where Hermione stood. "Of course darling. How about we give the boys a little show?"
Hermione nodded her head, and allowed Luna to lead the kiss. Even though it was her dare, Hermione was drunk enough not to care and a little bit horny for a certain blonde male. She decided to allow the girl to lead the kiss. It also helped the Luna was just as drunk, and probably just as horny.
Hermione shivered when Luna trailed her finger down her throat, she then moaned when she felt Luna place a gentle kiss on her jawline. She raised a hand to lift and move Luna's hair out of the way. Hermione then gasped when Luna lightly pulled on her hair, making her head move back and allowed Luna to place a small kiss on Hermione's lips.
Now it helped that Hermione was shorter than Luna's 5'8 frame. Cause for Hermione's head to tilt back it allowed Luna to place another kiss on Hermione's lips, it was short and closed mouthed. Hermione then moaned when Luna placed a more aggressive, and opened mouth kiss upon Hermione's. They both moaned in unison, and Hermione grabbed Luna's slim shoulders.
Hermione touched Luna's tongue, and gave it a long rub with her own. She then felt as Luna rolled her tongue around hers and pulled her tongue into her own mouth. Hermione then placed a hand on Luna's cheek, and sucked Luna's bottom lip into her own. And remembering what Draco did, she nibbled on Luna's lip. She then placed a close mouth kiss on Luna's mouth and stepped back.
Hermione and Luna turned to look at the flush faces of the boys, and the knowing looks of the girls around them. They then high five each other and went back to their seats. They each took a shot if their drinks.
"Guys. I believe that it is our turn." Luna's voice broke through the boys haze.
"Yeah..Ok...Right" Each said and took a shot of their drink.
"I think that you added another thing to what they think we do during sleepovers." Ginny whispered into Hermione's ear.
"Either then the pillow fights?"
Ginny laughed. "Yup. I think you and Luna added "Girl on Girl lovefest to their list."
Hermione laughed. "I think that we did."
They continued for a while with dares, and some truths. each and everybody having a good time. They all laughed when Harry fell down off of Ginny's lap while doing a lap dance, and they all laughed when Pavarti got turned down by the bartender.
It wasn't till about 1:30 that things started to dwindle down. And it wasn't until Hermione saw Malfoy and Blaise come strolling in through the cold. She watched as each boy brushed the snow off their shoulders. And it wasn't until Hermione caught Draco's eyes that Hermione truly felt how drunk she was. She slowly got up, and moved to the blonde hair boy. The place was as hot as a furnace, and Hermione was feeling just as horny as most of the people at the table were feeling in the moment.
She smiled and put her arms around his waist. She then stood on her tiptoes and placed a kiss on his lips. Feeling the shock from his body she looked up at him. "Hiya lover boy."
"You are drunk" Draco stated and pushed Hermione back.
Hermione giggled and looked over at Blaise. "Hiya Handsome. I would kiss you too, but I think that I have kissed enough people tonight." She then frowned at Draco. "And you're hurting me."
"Sorry" Draco mumbled and tried to control his temper.
Blaise laughed and helped Hermione into the nearest chair. "And whom did you kiss Ms. Head girl?"
"Shhh!" Hermione giggled as she pressed a finger to her lips. She then motioned for Blaise to move closer. She then whispered in a low voice. "I am not the head girl tonight."
Blaise nodded and sobered to Hermione hushed voice. "Sorry, and whom did you kiss Hermione?"
"That is better." She sighed and waved off the voices from behind her. "I kissed Ginny, a quick peck on Dean's cheek, gave Seamus a mind blowing kiss, and made out with Luna. Oh and I just gave Malfoy a kiss. So I have to say that all and all I have been a busy girl."
"I'll say." They both heard Draco mumbled.
"Oh your just mad that I didn't invite you. Prude!" Hermione huffed then got up. She wobbled a bit, and shook off Blaise's hand. "And I am far from being done." She started to walk back to the group of people.
Draco and Blaise heard the shouts and cheers of Hermione return. They then shook their heads at the sound of the shouts of the two of them to join them. Draco looked as Hermione looked over her shoulder, and winked at him.
Draco then turned to Blaise and saw Blaise nod. Draco thought that it was great to have a friend that knew what the other was thinking, cause what Draco was thinking at the moment had nothing to do with drinking, and more to do with a certain Gryffindor being in his bed. He then walked up to the table and turned Hermione around. He watched as she tilted her head, and gave a pout.
Draco nodded at the group of people before picking up Hermione and tossing her on his shoulder. He watched as Ginny smiled at him and the rest of the girls sighed, for they thought that the gesture was romantic. They boys all shouted and gave whistles, and Draco thought that in the morning they would all either wonder why or be too hung over to care/remember.
He walked picked up her jacket and placed it on Hermione, and turned to Blaise.
"You staying?" He asked as Blaise helped arrange the sweater around Hermione's body.
Blaise looked at Luna, and then at Draco. "For a little I guess. I'll catch you tomorrow."
"Later" Draco said as he walked out the door and into the cold.
"I love the snow." He heard Hermione voice come from behind him.
"Really?" Draco asked as he walked out of Hogsmede and placed her into one of the carriages.
Hermione lazily leaned against the cushions. She slid down so that she was lying down on the seat. She opened an eye, and watched as Draco climbed into the carriage and close the door behind him. He then sat across from her, and she felt the jerk of the carriage as it went into motion. She rolled over to her stomach and rested her head on her hand. She watched as Draco wiped the snow off his shoulder, and straighten his clothes. She watched as he looked up at her.
"What Granger?" He asked in a annoyed voice.
"Nothing Malfoy" She flipped back onto her back. "I was just wondering why you never call me by my first name. Why is that Malfoy? Why don't you call me by my first name? Blaise does."
"Blaise is a softy." Draco watched as she slid down the seat and crawled over to where he sat. "And what the hell do you think you are doing?"
Hermione giggled and ran her hands up his legs. She giggled again when she felt his legs twitched under her hands. "Nothing…Now answer my question Malfoy. Why don't you call me by my first name?"
Draco watched as her hands kept going up and down his legs, and how much the heat of those hands made him get harder. "Well, why don't you?" He asked in a husky voice.
"Tsk Tsk Tsk. I am shocked Malfoy." Hermione lifted up his shirt a little. She placed a kiss on his treasure trail. She smiled when she felt his stomach suck in. "Why won't you answer?"
"Because you are currently trying to distract me, Granger." He managed to spit out of his dry mouth.
"Hermione."
"Granger" He felt as her hands went to his belt buckle. He heard the distinct sound of metal and realized that as much as he would enjoy it, he had to stop it. He looked into Hermione's eyes when she looked up at him. He couldn't help but look into her caramel eyes. He watched as the emotions swirled in them. He watched as the lust and some other emotion came into play.
"Hermione" He heard her whisper again, and watched as her eyes became heavily lidded.
"Granger" He murmured again, and sighed when her head fell to his leg. He shook his head when he heard a soft snore. "Granger you are definitely drunk."
He sighed again when he felt the carriage come to a stop. He did his belt back up and gently got out from underneath the sleeping form. He got out of the carriage, and very carefully lifted Hermione into his arms. With his elbow he closed the door behind him, and walked up the castles stairs. Once inside the castle, he walked down the familiar halls to the head room.
"Gum drops." He said the password to the portrait, and walked into the room.
Once up the stairs, instead of dropping Hermione off in her room, he decided to break the rules for one night. He nudged the door open to his room, and carefully placed her in his bed. He stopped short when she moved to curl up in a ball. He smiled when he heard the small sigh from her. He then stripped down to his boxers, and proceeded to remove the cold clothes from Hermione's body.
Deciding that it would be easier with the pants. He struggled to slowly, but softly remove them from her legs. Instead of the usual removal of her pants, he all but peeled them from her legs. He grunted when he finally was able to remove them. He then walked over to his closet to get one of his older quidditch jersey's. He then slightly lifted the top half of her body and sighed in relief when she slightly woke up.
"Come on Granger. I need you to take off your shirt."
Hermione grumbled. "But I am too tired Malfoy."
"I'm not asking for sex Granger. I just need you to remove your shirt!"
"But I will get cold!" Hermione whined as she looked up at him with pouty lips. "And I don't want to be cold."
Draco rolled his eyes. "Granger you will be boiling hot in that sweater...thing. I am going to give you one of my jerseys. So I need you to remove your sweater!"
Hermione raised her arms. "You do it."
"If it's anything like your pants, you can forget it!"
"But I don't want too." She gave a small smile. "Don't you want to see why my breasts are 'bigger'?"
Draco huffed. "Tomorrow" He bent and gave her a soft kiss on her lips. "But right now I need you to remove your sweater."
Hermione sighed and removed her sweater. She also reached behind her back and unclipped the bra. "Fine, tomorrow."
Draco watched as she removed the garments, and then once they were removed he put his old jersey over her head. He smiled when she took the front of it and sniffed it.
"It smells like you."
"I should hope so, it is mine." He walked over to the other side of the bed. "but tonight its yours."
Hermione waited until he was fully laying down. Once he was, she rested her head on his chest and listened to his steady heartbeat. She sighed in content, before falling into a deep drunken, sleep.
Draco lifted the covers up to wrap it around their bodies. He then lifted a hand to her hair, and gently stroked it. He grabbed the wand that he placed on his bedside table hours before. He whispered the words that made the lights go off.
While lying in the dark he thought about what tomorrow would bring. About the almost blow job he got and about what would happen in the near future. He smiled when he heard her mumbled in her sleep.
Yes, He thought I wonder what it will bring.
And with that he fell into a deep sleep with the witch in his bed and an arm around her waist