Chapter 11: Lockets
"Come on mate…we really do need to plan this"
Draco walked briskly down the 5th floor corridor. Anyone passing him would just assume that he was hurrying on his way to class, but Draco Malfoy never hurries to class…he was really just trying to outpace Blaise.
"Look Blaise, they only told us about our task a few days ago, they can't possibly expect us to have come up with a plan already"
"Draco! It's not your dad and Snape I'm worried about! If The Dark Lord turns up here demanding plans and we haven't got any-"
"To be honest, I'm 99.9 percent sure that Voldemort isn't planning on popping in on us HERE"
A couple first years walking by him jumped, Blaise rolled his eyes and pulled Draco into an alcove.
"Don't be an idiot and don't be so disrespectful. Just because you couldn't care less about your life doesn't mean I don't give a shit about mine"
"See this is what I mean! It's not like he can hear me say his name from here! Blaise, it's only a matter of time before He is finished! Why risk our necks now?"
"If we finish Dumbledore then the Dark Lord has got a real chance at success!"
"It just…all seems a waste to me."
"What are you talking about?"
"Let go of my arm, we're going to be late for charms"
Draco pulled himself away and marched off. This was absolutely ridiculous…how on earth could he be expected to just waltz up to Dumbledore and 'finish him off'. It. Was. Mad.
He pushed open the charms door, muttered an apology to Flitwick for his tardiness and headed towards the back of the class. His mind was still buzzing with his recent run in with Blaise that he wasn't quite prepared as he looked up, his eyes landing on Hermione. The sunlight hit her brown eyes making them shine like honey, her unruly yet beautiful curls had been pulled back except for one which had escaped and bounced down her face to rest at her lips. Those lips; their eyes met and the corner of her lips turned up in a secret little smile. His heart skipped a beat, why did it do that?
"Get outta the way Malfoy" someone said from behind him
He jumped, startled, and a titter went around the room. He had stopped dead in the middle of the aisle for no apparent reason…
"Thought I forgot something" Draco muttered and hurried, yes hurried, to the back of the class.
Thank god I don't blush like Hermione. Draco thought as he took his seat, his eyes still on the back of Hermione's head. Tonight was the last night of their detentions; he had to admit…he didn't know how he felt about it. Obviously he would appreciate getting some amount of sleep now that they were over and he swore to himself never to set foot in that fucking library again. However, he did enjoy whatever it was he and Hermione had going on and the detentions were an excuse to spend time with her. Sure they shared a common room and slept practically 10 feet from each other, he couldn't count the amount of times he just wanted to thrown himself into her room, but even though they were so close it always seemed like they were never really in their dormitory at the same time. They may be physically close while in their rooms but in the library…well you had to fill the silence with something, and he had to admit that he liked listening to her talk. Liked to know that what he said mattered to someone…she was far more interesting than anyone else he had ever been around.
Tonight was their last detention. But he didn't want It, Them (whatever it was) to end…there had to be something he could do to prolong it. Clearly it couldn't last too long, he wasn't an idiot but…he closed his eyes and imagined the taste of her skin.
He had to do something.
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Hermione clutched the edged of her toilet and retched again. She resurfaced, taking huge breathes of air, her eyes watering. What the hell was wrong with her? Leaning against the wall, she tilted her head back to look at her bathroom ceiling. She had either been feeling nauseous or had literally vomited every day for the past…past, how long was it now? She knew she should probably go to Madame Pomfry but the fear of the school healer making her lie in the hospital wing and miss an entire day of classes stopped her. Clearly she just had some sort of fluey buggy thing that would just pass with time.
Rolling on to her knees, Hermione got up and flushed the toilet. The taste in her mouth almost made her throw up again and she quickly went to her sink, loaded her toothbrush and brushed her teeth.
She was on her free period break between charms and herbology and instead of catching up on homework she was falling behind on, because of those stupid detentions, she was in her.
Tonight was the last night of those stupid detentions.
She rinsed her mouth and set her toothbrush down. Leaning against her counter, Hermione closed her eyes and took a deep breath. His face swam past her closed eyes, the face she had seen only a few hours before. Draco's blonde hair falling messily into those blue gray eyes, his cheeks turning an ever so pale pink. She imagined his mouth on her body.
Maybe she was going to miss those stupid detentions.
She flopped down on her bed. It wasn't even just the uh…physical interactions…between them that she was going to miss. It was almost like a different world in the dark library that consisted of just them.
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"What was it like growing up muggle born?"
Hermione looked over and Draco, narrowing her eyes playfully, "I thought you said yesterday that being muggle born doesn't matter"
"It doesn't"
"So why ask?"
"I don't know, I've always kind of wondered. It must have been pretty weird to think that you're a normal muggle with no idea about all of this and then you just get a letter one day and poof! You're here."
"Well it was a little more than poof"
"What degree of poof then?"
"I always knew I wasn't a normal muggle. I could do things, odd things I suppose. I could jump out my window and not get hurt; I could make plants grow in a day. You know, kid magic that you can't control."
"And then?"
"Well then I got the letter, and I just believed it. It all made sense then, all the things I could do. Of course my parents thought it was a joke from one of my friends or something but I was so convinced that I packed my bags that night and swore I'd find a way to get to Hogwarts." Hermione smiled at the thought of her 11 year old self, her smile warmed Draco and he couldn't help smiling back. "But then the next day someone from the Ministry came to explain and I guess prove everything was real."
"And your parents were cool with it?"
"Well once they realized it wasn't a scam or a joke yah they were ok with it, I suppose they had to be it they loved me for me"
Draco's smiled faded a little as he handed Hermione another book. "Yah I guess so."
"What was it like with your parents?" Hermione ventured cautiously, "You know, growing up knowing?"
"Kind of dull."
"Dull? With all that magic around you"
"Hermione I grew up as an only child with a depressed mother and a father who prefers to be alone plotting than spending time with his son."
Hermione didn't know what to say to this so she just put down the book she was holding and lent against a table.
"yah ok, my parents must love me to some degree…at least my mother" Draco continued, "but they always have bigger and better things to deal with and by default I just always seem to get the short end of the stick."
"What could be bigger and better then their only son?" Hermione asked, sympathetically, gently sliding her hand into his.
"I would have thought that was obvious…The Dark Lord clearly" Draco rolled his eyes, "I don't know what to do about it all anymore, if I don't follow orders and try and make a clean break then my whole family could be killed…maybe including me. If I do follow orders and He doesn't succeed then I could be spending the rest of my life in Azkaban."
"And what if you do follow orders and Voldemort does succeed?"
"Then I'll live my entire life comfortable, rich and ridden with guilt that I didn't do anything to stop it." He pulled her against him and snaked his arms around her waist. She held him close and rested her cheek against his chest.
"But you can still do something to stop it." She tilted her face up to look at him.
He bent his face down to meet hers and allowed himself to be overcome, their faces molding into each other's with their kiss. He pulled at her bottom lip and she opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to enter. He ran his hands up her back, under her shirt and she sighed at the touch of his fingers on her skin. Her fingers ran through the hair on the back of his head as she pulled him closer into her, with a little push Draco sat her up on the table and she leaned back, pulling him with her. He ran his hands over her breasts and unbuttoned the first few top buttons of her shirt.
He wanted her so badly…but now he couldn't, not now, he needed a little self control. Follow the plan.
His mouth left hers and he trailed small little sucking kissed down her neck, onto her collar bone, down between the valley of her breasts.
Come on Draco pull yourself together
She let out a little moan
This was SO hard!
He went back up to her mouth for another kiss and then with a huge amount of effort, pulled away from her.
Hermione pushed herself up onto her elbows and pouted her lips red from the kisses and her shirt still partially unbuttoned.
"What's wrong?" she breathed
"I don't want this to be the last time."
She sat up, "I know what you mean…"
He smiled, "I knew you would"
He pulled out two silver things from his pocket and held out one to Hermione. She took it and let out a little gasp.
It was a locket on a very long silver chain. She looked more closely, it was beautiful covered in tiny diamonds that twinkled at her like stars and the center was a large opal smooth and perfect.
"It's gorgeous…but I don't understand"
Draco showed her a matching one and smiled, "open it"
She did, clumsily, and a tiny piece of parchment fell out. "What is it?"
"Copy cat charm." Draco smiled. "Whatever one writes on their piece of paper, it will show up on the others. This way…we can communicate secretly and maybe get together and-"
Hermione threw her arms around his neck and kissed him again, "it's a wonderful idea! You're so clever, I didn't even think!" At that moment the clock struck the hour, "we better get to our head patrol…"
"Put it on" Draco smiled down at her
She giggled and slipped it on over her head. The locked fell down beneath her shirt and so did Draco's. Hermione reached out and touched his chest, feeling the locket beneath his shirt. He placed his hand over hers on his chest and bent down to kiss her again.
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A/N: cute cute cute! They're finally opening up to each other
Hope you guys are having a lovely summer while you can, get a few beach days in before classes start!!! AH!
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