Things progressed smoothly after that night together. It was interesting to explain to Severus why Draco was sneaking out of my bedroom hours before classes would even begin, but it was worth it to see Draco slightly shaken up by the portrait of the man. Everything felt absolutely perfect. I felt healthier than I had when I started the school year, and every night Draco would come to my dorms and we would do our homework together, then end the day with a serious make out session.
I'm smart. I know I am, I've never had any doubts about my intelligence, or how my priorities were set, but being with Draco changed something. My priorities were jumbled. Maybe because I had never truly had a boyfriend before. Maybe because we didn't even label it. Maybe it was the fact that I was a faerie and my very core was changing irrevocably. I can feel everything inside me shift and change. I no longer spent all my free time in the library. Though, it wasn't out of fear anymore. I just didn't feel the need for more knowledge. Now, experiences were more important, spending time with people, talking, doing things together.
Things, however, did have to change. Not everything could stay so perfect, and so right. I knew that this was only the calm before the storm, and I wasn't sure I was ready for everything to just blow up at me. Reality was sure to set in and remind Draco and I that we had history. Far too much history to be forgotten easily, plus the simple fact that I'm a faerie. A promiscuous creature by nature, and not because I want to be.
Harry spent time with me every day in the mornings before classes started. He didn't really spend too much time in the Gryffindor dorms because Ginny was a menace in the mornings. A true terror, and I guess he kind of used me to hide from her, knowing she didn't even know where my quarters were. It was slightly difficult at first balancing Harry and Draco. But we came up with a schedule, and Draco did eventually stop complaining about having to share me. Harry got me in the mornings until breakfast all to himself, and in the evenings before and just after dinner I spent that time with Draco. They never saw each other, and we were all ok with that.
It was one of those rare days where we all three spent our time roaming the grounds together. It was peaceful out by the lake. Sundays at Hogwarts always seemed to be the best when you wanted to relax away from everyone. I was laying between both boys, my head in Draco's lap and my legs across Harry's. We attracted a few stares when our routine first started, but now people were used to it, so they only glanced curiously in our directions now, and went on with their own lives as if there was nothing out of the ordinary going on. And to us, there wasn't
"There's another one." Harry chuckled.
"You would think they would get used to seeing it. It's only been all month." I sighed and looked in the direction of the onlookers. "Oh no...Ginny's spotted you Harry."
"Bloody hell." Harry threw himself up and ran for it. Draco started laughing.
"If he that's scared of being near her then why doesn't he just break it off with her already."
"He doesn't realize that's an option. This is the first real relationship he's had, so he isn't quite sure how things are supposed to go yet."
"Didn't he date Cho for a little while?" Draco looked down at me questioningly.
"Not officially. It was just a kiss and a date and then he got bored and she moved on." I sniffed the air briefly, and Draco growled.
"What do you want Weaslette?"
"I saw Harry over here, where did he go?"
"Ginny, I am not your boyfriend's keeper. If you're having that difficult of a time keeping him in your sights then maybe he's avoiding you." I looked up at her and wrinkled my nose. "Now if you don't mind, you're burning my nose."
"What the hell, Hermione. I thought we were friends. I guess Malfoy is wearing off on you, what am I? Mediocrity now?"
"No, that's not it at all. But since you've gone there I suppose thats what you think of yourself." I sighed and stood up, brushing my jeans off. "The fact of the matter is, I went through some changes over the summer and now my senses are skyrocketing and the natural Weasley scent just happens to burn my nose, and it's really difficult for me to breath. Harry went that way, now if you don't mind." I pointed, and turned to leave.
"You'll find out who your true friends are eventually Hermione, and when you need us, we won't be there because of how much of a bitch you are being." Ginny mocked.
"Ginny, if me being a bitch is going to turn my "friends" away, than why even consider yourself true friends?" I grabbed Draco's hand and we left for the direction of the castle, and my quarters.
"Don't you think you shared a bit too much?" Draco asked worriedly.
"I only said what my gut said was ok. So, either it's ok for her to know, or she's too dense to figure it out."
"I think the latter more than the former." Draco smirked.
"I wholeheartedly agree with you on that one." I turned and glanced at the spot we just left before entering the castle. "Such a shame though, to be interrupted like that. I was actually enjoying myself." Draco squeezed my hand as he led me inside.