A/N: sorry it has taken me so long to update on this story, but I have had a lot on my mind lately. So here is the third installment of Enemies in Love. ALSO, a few have you have complained that Draco and Hermione aren't like the true characters they are meant to be? Well. This is FAN FICTION. But, this story is starting after they fall in love. So, I am completely skipping the way they used to be and how they began to speak to one another. They act all lovey dovey because they are! They have changed each other (: Thanks for your reviews! (:
"Read the first paragraph on page 375 then I will lecture you on the potion as you take notes," Snape shouted in his monotonous tone as he strode into the class.
Hermione sat next to Neville Longbottom, Harry and Ron were two tables away, and Draco sat with Blaise Zabini behind her.
She pulled out her potions book, notebook, and quill, as did Neville. They read the assignment quietly as Snape wrote something on the chalkboard. When Snape began his lecture, speaking quickly and deep, she sighed. She had already read about this potion in five books and memorized the ingredients and side-affects. She listed each ingredient in her mind, having more fun being able to remember, than to listen to Snape. Suddenly a small piece of parchment was slid onto the top of her notebook, Neville retracted his hand quickly.
'Hello Hermione, how are you today?' was scrawled neatly. She took her quill and replied.
'I am fine. How are you, Neville?' she slid it back to him when Snape turned his back.
'Nervous.'
'Why?'
'I like a girl. A lot. And I have no idea how to inform her.'
A small knot caught in her throat.
'Who is it?'
'You…'
'Oh. When did this happen…?'
'I have liked you since second year.'
'Oh Neville… I like you too. But more as a brother… I am dating someone also… I am so sorry…'
'You're dating someone? Is it Ron? Harry? Someone I know?'
Draco's face flashed in her mind, a feeling of comfort, like a cool breeze, washed through her as she replied.
'No, no you don't know him.'
'He is very lucky, Hermione. I am happy for you and him.'
'Thank you Neville.'
He slipped the paper into his pocket and took down notes without a frown, or a smile.
Hermione heard a small cough behind her, 'Draco…' she thought. She pushed her quill off of the table as an excuse to turn around. She slid off of the stool and bent down to pick up her quill, directly in front of Draco's end of the table. She looked up at him as she slowly grabbed the quill and stood up. His face looked troubled and irate, he had read the note, as it had been a short two feet in front of him. She knew the question he was ignoring the impulse to ask, "What the hell?" She frowned at him, unnoticeable to anyone else, and sat back down on her stool.
Class seemed to proceed slowly as the sad thoughts ran through her mind. Neville had liked her for over five years? Draco was displeased by this. She was disarrayed herself. She felt sad for Neville. She was slightly pleased that Draco was jealous, that meant he was afraid to lose her. Then a new emotion filled her as she looked toward Harry and Ron. She felt… anger. She knew that if they found out about her relationship with Draco, that they may try to kill him. It would surprise them, sure enough. It had surprised her! When they first started speaking, she was still the coy intellect, and rather annoyed by him. Then when she had started to fall for him, she became more gregarious and quite absurdly enamored with the Slytherin who sent her many gifts. She had received golden roses, various Belgian chocolates, sweet letters by owl, and even an charming necklace. The pendant didn't completely make sense, and it wasn't just a cute symbol of love like a heart. It was a golden lion with small rubies for eyes, and a silver snake was wrapped around its body, with emeralds for eyes. It was enchantingly beautiful, she wore it everyday. When her and Draco would sit quietly in one of their many secret places with her sitting in his lap, he would pull the necklace from under her robes and twirl it between his fingers, mesmerizing it. As if it truly reminded him that the lion belonged to the snake.
"You're dismissed, Miss Granger." Snape shouted across the room as if he had already said it a few times. She lifted her head to see that the entire class was already gone, even Ron and Harry. That meant they had waited a few minutes but Ron was too hungry and they ran off to lunch, she mentally giggled at the thought.
Hermione threw her books and quill into her bag and turned around quickly, running into none other than Draco Malfoy.
"Watch it, Granger," Draco smirked playfully, although it would seem real to anyone who witnessed it. She fought back a smile and walked around him.
Draco followed behind her from afar as they made their way to the Owlery. All of the owls were out retrieving and delivering last minute mail, and all of the students were eating in the Great Hall.
"Do you like him like you said…?" Draco sighed.
"Of course not, dear. Why would I ever like Neville? I mean he is sweet, but maybe I am not into sweet boys… I like a bloke with blond hair and muscles and an essence of amazingness." She giggled and hugged him. He kissed the top of her head and sighed. The beast within him went crazy each time she got near him, wanting to jump her then and there, even in public. It was hard to not take her every moment he spent with Hermione. Though he would not touch her in that way until she was ready, and asked him to do so. It was as if he had more love for her than Veela lust.
A/N: Someone hears that Hermione has a boyfriend, and gets more jealous than you'd ever believe. Who gets hurt, and will Occlumency be used to find out who the mysterious boyfriend is? We shall see (: