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Chapter Nine

Delilah

Delilah put her coat on the washing table and turned to look in the mirror.

The butterbeer was all over her, and if it dried, she would be all sticky. She was glad that Ginny came with her, and helped her a bit. They tried to get most of it out of her hair.

Ginny also knew a spell her mom had used a lot, when Fred or George pulled a prank on her or Ron when they were little.

Ginny pulled out her wand and pointed at Delilah.

'Nettoyer' Ginny said. A white light filled the room and suddenly Delilah's pants and shirt were clean and smelling fresh. Ginny turned and did the same to Delilah's coat. When she was done she turned to Delilah again.

'My mom never did it to my hair, so I won't do it to yours either. I'm afraid I might blow your head off or something.' Ginny chuckled.

'It's ok!' Delilah replied. 'You've already done enough for me! I will just take a long warm shower when I get back to the school.' Delilah took her coat. 'Let's go, I want to go back to the castle sooner than later.' Delilah wanted to walk to the door but Ginny blocked her path.

Delilah looked at Ginny, curious. 'Let me through, Ginny.'

Ginny shook her head. 'I've got a question for you.'

'Oh lord, here it comes' Delilah thought. 'I should have expected this.' Delilah said, looking to the ground. How could she been this thick. 'But not here, Ginny.' Delilah looked up, into the eyes of the girl standing in front of her. 'Meet me tonight, at the Astronomy tower.' Delilah said, determined.

Ginny was so confused she didn't even tried to stop Delilah from getting out of the bathroom.

She stood there for a few seconds before realizing she was alone, and followed Delilah, not knowing that their conversation wasn't as private they thought it was.

Delilah walked to the table where Harry & Ron sat. 'Where's Hermione?' she asked.

'She…' Harry started but before he could continue he was interrupted by Ron.

'She's gone back to the castle, she still needed to do some homework.' He said, eagerly, staring at Delilah.

'Oh, well, I need to go back too.' Delilah said, pointing at her hair. 'Have to get this out before it dries completely.'

Ron turner red again. 'Uhm, well, yes, we should go back then.'

'Sorry guys took a bit longer.' Ginny walked up to them. Delilah watched Ginny as she sat down. As she watched Ginny Delilah saw something else too, her brother, Draco walking outside, leaving the black haired Slytherin girl alone.

'We were about to leave, Gin.' Harry said. 'Unless you want to stay a bit longer of course.'

Ginny shook her head. 'No let's go, it's probably going to rain soon.'

The four got up and put on their coats.

When they were outside it began to rain. Very light, and not much, but it did rain.

'Come on guys! Let's hurry!' Ron said, as he started walking faster.

Hermione & Draco

Hermione turned after she heard her name. She was just thinking about him, the boy who had occupied her mind more now than he ever had over the last 4 years.

Hermione stopped short, feeling her breath catch in her throat as Draco walked up to her.

'What is it Malfoy?' Hermione snarled. She couldn't help being unpleasant to him, after all those years of torture and bullying. 'You come to throw some nasty names at me again? Now that I'm all alone?' Hermione spit out.

She was angry with him, even though she was… No! You aren't! Even though she, she… Don't you dare say it!

Draco stopped walking and looked hurt.

'I-' Draco looked around. 'I just, uhm…'

Hermione gasped.

Draco Malfoy was speechless! She had never thought that Draco would be able to be speechless! Hermione looked at him in disbelief.

Draco finally regained his voice and started talking again.

'Hermione? Walk with me? Please?' Draco said, with a strange sweet and kind voice. A voice she had never heard from him before.

Hermione nodded and turned again, and started walking. Draco, having longer legs, was soon walking next to her.

And so they walked for a few minutes. It began raining, but both of them kept walking at the same speed. They were near the Quidditch field when Draco stopped and turned to face Hermione.

'Hermione, I'm glad you let me walk with you.' Draco began, still with the same sweet voice she just heard for the first time in her life.

'If you would please let me talk for a bit. I've got something to tell you.'

Hermione nodded, curious but afraid of what would come next.

Draco turned again, away from Hermione. He just couldn't look at her, while he was going to say this.

'Hermione, I owe you an apology. For all these years of torture, I'm sorry.' Draco said. Hermione snorted.

Draco got angry, why is she snorting! Doesn't she know this is hard for him?

He turned, and as he did his anger faded away.

She didn't snort, it was a sob. A tear was on Hermione's cheek, one single tear.

When Hermione saw Draco was looking at her, she turned and sniffed.

Draco searched his pockets for a handkerchief. He found one and handed it to Hermione over her shoulder. She took it, without hesitation.

'Thank you…' Hermione said. 'Thank you, Draco.' She turned and smiled at him.

Suddenly the rain picked up. Draco looked around and took Hermione's hand.

'Come on. We need to go somewhere dry, or you'll get sick!'

The two of them started running towards the broom closet of the Quidditch field.

Even though the run to the little building wasn't far, both of them were drenched.

Hermione pulled out her wand.

'Ow! Stop! What are you going to do?' Draco yelled at her, walking away from her, hiding behind some brooms.

Hermione laughed. 'Don't worry! I was just going to start a fire so it will get a bit warmer. I wasn't going to hex you.' Even in the dark Draco saw she was smiling.

'I knew that.' Draco mumbled. He took his wand out of his jacket. 'Lumos' He said.

Draco found a lot of old quidditch uniforms and used magic to form them like some comfortable pillows.

Behind him Hermione was mumbling and suddenly the whole closet was bathed in blue light.

'Wow Granger! That's some awesome magic!' Draco said, looking impressed at the blue flames that were hovering in the air.

In the cold blue light Hermione blushed. 'Thank you.' She let herself fall on some of the pillows Draco just finished.

'Oh! These are comfortable!' Hermione said as she grabbed one to look at it a bit closer.

She took a red one, made of an old Gryffindor uniform. 'Harry and Ron would love these! Do you think Madame Hooch would notice if I took two with me?'

Draco shrugged. 'Probably not, they've been here for ages!'

Draco got down next to Hermione.

They sat there for a while, listening to the rain that fell down on the roof of the little building.

'Was that the only thing you wanted to say to me Draco?' Hermione asked, breaking the silence.

Draco shrugged.

'Do you notice it…too?' Hermione asked. 'The-'

'Yes.' Draco said. He knew what she was talking about.

So Draco noticed it too. Hermione thought

'You didn't hex-'

'No' Draco said. 'No, I didn't. I didn't touch you, now did I? And you didn't touch me, now did you?'

Hermione shook her head.

Draco looked at Hermione.

Hermione looked at Draco.

Without noticing Draco had moved closer to Hermione, not taking his eyes off of her.

'Draco…' Hermione said softly.

Draco put his finger on Hermione's lips. 'Shhh, don't speak, let me try something.'

He removed his finger from her lips and put them behind her head. Softly he pulled her towards him and kissed her.

Hermione kissed him back, kissing Draco was something she wanted to do for so long now.

She wasn't afraid to admit to herself what she didn't want to admit not 30 minutes ago.

Hermione broke their kiss, and let her forehead lean on Draco's.

'Draco?' Hermione whispered.

'Hmm?'

'I've got a problem.' She whispered. 'We've got a problem.'

'Oh, do we now?' he asked.

'I think I'm in love…' Hermione said, before she kissed Draco again.

Hermione opened her eyes.

Strangely enough, she felt perfectly content and safe laying in the arms of Draco Malfoy, the boy she hated from the start.

But two little voices in the back of her mind kept telling her this is not OK. And she knew very well to whom these voices belonged.

Hermione knew how Harry and Ron would react if the heard who her new 'friend' was.

She wasn't going to tell them, yet.

Besides, she didn't want to share Draco, not now that she just met this new side of him.

'Draco?' Hermione asked.

'Hmm' he said.

Both of them were lying on the pillows Draco made. They have been in the closet for almost an hour now, just talking, kissing and looking at each other.

Hermione held Draco's left hand in her right.

'Are we going to tell the… the others?' Hermione asked hesitating, not knowing how she should call the people Draco called 'friends'.

Draco was quiet for a few minutes.

'Let's keep it secret, at least for now.' Draco said. 'I don't care what my friends think about you.' Draco turned his head to look at Hermione. 'But I do care what your friends think about you.'

Hermione got up.

'What do you mean 'What they think about me?'' Hermione asked angry. 'I don't give a damn about what they think.'

That wasn't true. She did care about what Harry, Ron and Ginny thought.

Draco pulled her back down on the pillows beside him and stroked her hair.

'Hermione, what would you think if any of your best friends told you they…' Draco swallowed. 'They were in love with the person you haven't liked for years.' Draco swallowed.

Hermione chuckled. 'haven't liked?' Hermione asked. 'Hating is more like it.'

Draco shrugged. 'Can't blame them. I haven't exactly been the fairy godmother of the school now have I?'

Hermione kissed Draco on his forehead.

'I agree on not telling anybody.' Hermione said as she got up. She offered her hand to Draco to help him get up.

Draco ignored it.

'Typical' Hermione thought as she rolled her eyes.

Hermione ignored Draco and opened the door.

It was dry again, even it looked like more rain would fall soon.

'Let's go.' Draco said taking Hermione's hand.

He pulled Hermione outside and started walking fast towards the castle.

'Draco wait!' Draco stopped.

'What is it?' he asked concerned that maybe something was wrong with Hermione.

'We can't go in looking like this.' Draco looked at Hermione's still wet clothes and after that at his own.

'Well, we can go in like this, but not together.' Hermione added, flushing her cheeks. 'Rumors go around the school like fire.'

'Right…' he said. 'Uhm, this is what we'll do.'

He walked back a few steps. 'You'll start running from there, and I'll walk back to the Quidditch field and will start running from there.' Draco took another few steps back.

'At my sign you'll start running.'

Hermione had to muffle a laughter in her sweater. Draco looked so silly, standing a few feet away from her, ready to run.

'Run!' Draco yelled and he started running.

Hermione couldn't hide her laughter anymore. She burst out in a loud laughter.

Draco, who had passed Hermione already, stopped running. He turned and looked sheepishly at Hermione.

When Hermione saw his face, she laughed even harder.

'Hermione! Come on now!' Draco pointed to the sky. 'It will rain soon, again!'

Hermione dried the tears rolling from her cheeks from laughing.

'Sorry, I'm sorry!' Hermione said still a little out of breath. 'Just, go! Go inside. I wouldn't survive another sneaky plan of yours.'

Draco turned again and Hermione could swear she heard him muttering something about 'girls.'

Author's Note:

Nettoyer is french for cleaning (or so I think)
What do you think, happened in the Broom Closet :)?
Any ideas? Let me know! Review!