Chapter Six: Mistakes
Hermione walked up to the portrait of the 'Fat Lady'. She had a hard time finding the Gryffindor tower, seeing as the Heads Dorm was in a part of the castle she had never been in before.
Hermione spoke the password clearly to the portrait, "Flibbertigibbet."
The fat lady looked up at Hermione and smiled, "Good to see a familiar face. All these annoying little first year, are getting on my nerves!" She said swinging the portrait door open.
Hermione chuckled and walked in.
Harry and Ron were playing chess in the left corner of the room and a few first and second years were also scattered around the room.
"Hey, Harry. Ron!" Hermione said in a chipper voice.
"Hey, Hermione," They said in sync, now completely ignoring their game and turning their attention to Hermione.
"Wow," Hermione laughed, sitting on the coffee table in front of them, "you two sound like Fred and George. How are they by the way, Ron? Still up to their old tricks I bet."
Ron nodded, "Yeah. They blew up half of Ginny's hair, with one of their experiments, it was so funny!"
"Shut up, Ron!" Ginny yelled, coming down the steps from the girl's dorm, glaring at her brother.
Ginny came over and sat down on Harry's lap, giving him a soft kiss on the lips.
Ron groaned, "Just because I said I'm ok with you two dating, doesn't mean I want to see you song him in front of me!"
Ginny rolled her eyes. "So, Mione how was your first night with, Malfoy?"
"It wasn't terrible, but it could've gone better." She answered, wanting desperately to change the subject.
"What do you mean?" Ginny asked.
"Well he woke me up early in the morning, but its fine….I mean it could've went worse," Hermione answered simply, shrugging her shoulders. She didn't see the need to tell them about the tiny make-out session they had or seeing him naked.
"Hermione, are you coming to the burrow for Christmas?" Ron asked, changing the subject off of Malfoy.
"Ron, school just started, how am I supposed to know!" Hermione told him.
"Bloody hell, I was just asking" He swore.
"Ronald! Language," She scolded him, as if he were a child.
Ron rolled his eyes at her.
"Shit!" Hermione cursed loudly, making all the first years heads turn towards them.
"Ha! Talking to me about language, you should be th-"
"What is the problem?" Harry asked, cutting Ron off.
"I left my wand in my room. I have to go get it; I'll see you guys at lunch."
Hermione walked up to the mermaid on the portrait who was currently going through her collection of shells.
Hermione cleared her throat, the mermaid looked up.
She smiled, "You're looking very pretty today"
Hermione let out a little laugh, "Thanks, Lani."
"No problem. He's very fond of you" She told Hermione.
Hermione narrowed her eyes, "Who is?"
Lani ran her hands through her yellowy blonde hair, "Oh, you know. The blonde one, the handsome one,"
Hermione barked out a laugh, "Malfoy? Yeah I don't think so. He doesn't care about anyone but himself."
"I know love when I see it, and you two have it. You may not have admitted it to yourself yet, but you do care about him." Lani told her.
"Yeah sure, Lani, I'll see you later,"
Hermione pushed open the portrait door, leading to the Heads Dorm.
She immediately regretted walking in when she saw Draco sitting on the couch with his eyes closed. She turned around and tried to sneak out hoping that he didn't hear her.
"Granger,"
Hermione cursed silently, turning around to face him, slowly.
"Weren't you going somewhere?" Hermione asked.
"I was, but I changed my mind."
"Well. If that's all, I'll be going." She answered quickly.
Draco stared after her. "Wait, Granger," he called out, not really knowing why.
She stopped right in front of the portrait hole and looked back. "What?"
Draco stood up. "Why...why did you help me?"
Hermione stood looking at him for a moment before answering. Finally, she sighed and said, "Because – we're the Head students. We should help each other out. We should...I don't know...we should try being civil to one another. Or...something in the likes that."
"Civil?" Draco snorted. "Granger, are you suggesting that we be friends?"
"I wouldn't necessarily go that far," Hermione replied. "I just think it's going to be an awfully long year if all we ever do is either fight or insult each other. I helped you yesterday because I wanted to, and because...well, if the tables had been turned, I would hope you would have done the same for me."
"I wouldn't have," Draco said simply.
"That does not surprise me in the least," Hermione said. "Look, I'm not asking that we become best friends or friends at all, even. I just think we should call a truce, you know? At least think about it. You owe me that."
"Whatever." He said. Draco looked over at the clock, "It's twelve, and we should head down for lunch."
Hermione nodded walking out of the portrait hole, followed by Draco.
The Great Hall was full of chatter; Hermione spotted Ron and Ginny over at the Gryffindor table.
"Hey guys. Where's Harry?"
"Oh, he said that he wasn't feeling well. I'm going to bring him back some food." Ginny told her.
"Oh, ok" Hermione said, taking a sip of her pumpkin juice.
Lavender was staring at Ron with wide, dreamy eyes. She sighed, "Won-Won?"
Ron looked up, upset that he was interrupted from his chocolate éclairs, "Yes, Lavender," He said, harsher than he had intended.
"Do you think I'm pretty," She asked, batting her eyelashes.
Hermione and Ginny looked up at each other, smirked, and then they looked over at Ron to see what he was going to say.
Ronald Weasley what you would call a 'Lady's Man', mostly because he couldn't talk to girls when they ask a question about their appearance. He would get all flustered.
"Uuh….of-of…..yup..." He answered, his cheeks reddening.
Hermione burst out laughing and Ginny chuckled quietly down at her food.
Lavender glared at Hermione, "Shut up, Hermione! You're just jealous that you can't have him,"
Hermione narrowed her eyes, "Ron and I are just friends, period. So get that through your thick skull, you vixen,"
Over at the Slytherin table
Draco sat watching in disgust as Crabbe and Goyle gobbled down their food, like it was their last meal in earth.
"So, Malfoy, how is it like living with the Mudblood?" asked Blaise, who was sitting next to Draco.
"Terrible, she's too bossy. Always talking when no one wants to listen and getting into my business," He answered.
Pansy snorted, "Sound like someone you know?"
Blaise ignored her, "Well I would still get in her pants."
"You would have sex with anyone, Zabini. You're such a satyr" Pansy said, rolling his eyes.
"Honestly, Mate. You would have sex with her just once?" Blaise asked, off Draco's look.
Draco shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, maybe,"
"Yeah, I would make her scream so loud," Blaise said, smirking.
Pansy put down the treacle tart, that she was about to eat, back on her plate and pushed it away from her. "Blaise, you are so disgusting!"
(8:27 PM in the Heads Common Room)
Hermione plopped down on the couch; she was stuffed after she came from dinner.
"Alright, are you ready?" Draco asked strolling in from his bedroom.
"Sorry, ready for what?" She asked, looking up at him.
"I'm teaching you legilimency." He told her.
"Really..?" She asked stunned.
"Yes, I owe you, remember" He smirked, "now come on, go get your wand."
Hermione got up excitedly and went into her bedroom, grabbing her wand off the bed.
"Ok the incantation that you're going to say is, 'Legilimens'."
"Ok." Hermione said, sitting on a desk table in the common room, which had a couple scattered books on it.
"Now you're going to point your wand at me and look me in the eyes and say the spell," He explained, "make sure you stay focused on what you want the spell to do."
Hermione nodded and outstretched her hand, pointing her wand at Draco, "Legilimens." She said clearly.
Nothing happened.
"You have to keep your mind clear. Focus, Granger" He told her.
Hermione took a deep breath and tried again. Still nothing happened.
She tried a couple more times. Trying to focus, but her kept drifting back to earlier that morning. '
'His wet perfect body, his soft lips on mine…no I can't think about that, it's wrong.' She thought to herself. She shook her head, disapproving her thoughts. Hermione raised her wand once more, "Legilimens"
When nothing happened, she said the spell again and again, until she got frustrated.
"Ugh. I'm never going to be able to do this!" She whined, pushing herself farther back on the desk, resting her head back on the wall.
Draco sighed, walking over to her.
"It takes a while to get the hang of it. Don't worry, you'll get it." He told her, giving her a reassuring smile.
Her breath hitched when he smiled, his perfect lips, how she longed for those lips to touch hers just one more time. She looked up into his grayish-blue orbs. Hermione nodded.
"I want you," Hermione said in a hushed voice.
Draco furrowed his eyebrows, but before he could process what she meant, Hermione reached for his head and pulled him towards her, their lips meeting perfectly. She completely allowed her desire to take over her, forgetting all conscious or rational thought.
All she could think about was how amazing being so close to Draco felt. How soft his lips were and how he tasted so bloody delicious. She moved her lips against his, savoring the feeling of his familiar lips.
His hands immediately found her hips, and drew her closer towards the edge of the desk. Draco pulled her body as close to his as possible, and deepened the kiss, much to Hermione's delight. He ran his hand up and down her thigh, while his other hand flew to her neck, pressing her closer to him.
Hermione moaned softly as Draco removed his lips from hers and trailed kisses down her neck, sucking slightly. He kissed down to her collarbone, and slowly back up to her lips – driving her absolutely crazy. Everywhere he touched her, left a hot searing mark of need. He had pulled up her shirt, and slipped his hand to her lower back, loving the feeling of her soft skin.
She began nibbling on his ear, breathing heavily, knowing that it drove him insane. She sucked on the skin below his ear, causing a deep shade of red to appear. Draco growled, and picked Hermione up with ease. She wrapped her legs around his waist and continued planting kisses on his neck and around his jaw.
Draco couldn't help but feel how easy this was for them. How natural it felt to be with Hermione- to kiss her, to touch her the way he did. He carried her to their bedroom and set her down on his bed, getting on top of her.
She looked up at him with her big brown eyes, and suddenly- everything was okay. Draco bent down, their lips meeting once more. He smiled as Hermione's leg wrapped around his hip, as he ran his hand down her thigh, grinding their hips together causing Hermione to moan loudly.
"I didn't think you'd be a loud one, Granger." Draco smirked as he whispered in her ear.
Hermione growled. "Would you just bloody shut up and kiss me?" she said exasperatedly, rolling her eyes.
Draco smirked triumphantly. "Why, I'd love to." And he devoured her lips once more.
Their night was perfect. But morning had to come and ruin it all.
A/N: Ugh! I hate writing kissing scenes. I like to read them, just not writing them. So I hope you liked it. Next chapter should be up soon, please R&R!
SillySlytherin
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Before Draco could even open his eyes the next morning, he knew that there was something different. It was quiet- too quiet. Unlike his usual mornings, he felt content – and, dare he say – happy. Shifting his body slightly, he felt a slight difference in his mattress. Then it all hit him, like a hex – Hermione.
Draco's eyes shot open and it took him a moment to adjust his vision to the light streaming in from his curtains.
His eyes landed on Hermione, sleeping soundly beside him. Her bare back was facing him, and he couldn't help but notice that his thin white sheets barely covered her naked body.
He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Last night's events came flooding back into his mind, and he gulped loudly.
"Oh shit." He whispered.