Chapter Seven
Hermione was awoken by the sun shining across her face.
'What time is it?' she thought to herself.
She got up and looked at her door and she suddenly remembered what had happened last night.
She had gone into Draco's room in the middle of the night and not only did she climb into his bed, but she woke him up and had spent Merlin knows how long kissing him.
"Draco Malfoy." She whispered in disbelief.
She could hardly contain the butterflies that had risen in her stomach. She didn't know how she was going to look at Ginny and not tell her what had happened the day before.
Hermione had considered Ginny her best friend other then the two boys who she met on the train seven years ago. And she had not kept a secret from any of them other then the answers to their charms tests.
"HARRY!!!!" she panicked
"WHAT AM I GOING TO DO!!" she was now pacing back and forth across her room and she didn't even hear it when her door was opened and someone entered.
"You haven't slept this late all summer are you feeling ill?"
Hermione jumped at hearing the voice she turned to see Harry standing there with a towel around his waist and another towel in hand drying his messy black hair.
She froze for a minute and just stared at him.
And she saw a smirk cross his face.
She was confused at what he could possibly find funny until he spoke up.
"Now who is the one staring?" She knew he was referring to the first day they trained and how she accused him of staring at her chest.
"I, ….. I.. was not staring." She said as forcefully as she could. But truth be told she was staring. Harry had a completely different body then Draco. Draco was hard and muscular. But Harry seemed to fit perfectly into his skin and she had to admit he looked amazing.
What was she doing? She can't stare at Harry like that she was snogging Draco just hours before.
"Why don't you sit down Hermione?" he said, motioning towards her bed. He waved his wand and the door closed as they both reached the bed.
"I have been meaning to talk to you since my birthday but it never seemed to be the right time." He said kind of shyly. Hermione didn't know if she liked where this was going. But nodded for him to continue.
"When we kissed the other day it was amazing Hermione." She blushed. "You know that I have only ever kissed Cho and Ginny and I know that when I kissed you it was a completely different feeling. I don't know if it was just me or if you felt it too… " he trailed off.
"I did feel it too Harry." She saw him breathe a sigh of relief.
"I was thinking that I am in no position right now to be in a serious public relationship with anyone. If Voldemort were to find out that you were with me you would be even more of a target then you are now." He said this as if he had rehearsed it many times.
She was not expecting that to be what came out of his mouth.
"I understand." Was all she could muster herself to say.
"Really? You don't mind not telling anyone about us?"He said hopefully.
"Um … no I'm fine with not telling anyone about us."
As soon as the words came out of her mouth she felt his lips on them. To say she was shocked was an understatement, for a few seconds she felt like she shouldn't be doing this but then all thinking ceased as she felt his tongue enter her mouth. She was lost. This was becoming addicting, the two of them were driving her crazy and they didn't even know it. She had been kissing Harry for quite a long time when they heard a creek in the hallway. Hermione snapped up and reached for her books. Harry caught on quickly and caught a charms text book in mid air as she threw it. As soon as she got the book open she heard a knock she had just enough time to send Harry a smirk before there was a knock on the door.
"Come in," she said in a completely casual tone.
Ron and Ginny both entered the room and saw that they were studying and after a quick conversation they all decided to meet in the library in ten minutes to do their homework.
After Ron and Ginny left to go get their books Harry turned to Hermione and they shared a laugh.
Harry and Hermione quickly resumed their kissing session. They really had no reason to go down there, because they had already done their homework but they knew it would arouse suspicion if they didn't come down so they grabbed their potions texts and went down to the library.
Hermione hadn't realized how hard it would be to be sitting so close to Draco and not go see him. As she pretended to look up the 347 herbs that could become addicting, she was really just day dreaming it seemed that things were beginning to get complicated.
Harry had said that he wasn't ready for a serious public relationship. Did that mean that he wouldn't mind if she was with Draco? No! Of course he would mind. It wasn't just that he didn't like Draco; they were enemies. Then to her anger she saw Harry and Ginny chatting quietly. She had to remind herself that Harry was not her boyfriend and that she herself was doing more than a little flirting with Draco.
She decided to not let it bother her and announced she was finished reaching for a book. Shortly after Ron and Sara stood and said that they were going to go play chess. Hermione heard Harry suggest the same thing to Ginny.
They can play chess if they want to, as a matter of fact, they can do whatever they want. I have business to take care of any way, she thought as she walked to the Family Pride book she saw the wall shimmer and walked through.
The room was no longer the bedroom it had been the night before. Draco had changed it into a Quidditch pitch. Hermione saw him zooming around in the air. She smirked when she felt the hot sun on her skin. She went back to the wall and came out several minutes later in a bikini.
Boys are too easy she thought to herself, as she lay down on the towel that appeared in the grass.
Five minutes had passed before Draco noticed her. Hovering about twenty feet off to her side, trying not to block the sun, Draco managed to get a good look and swooped down.
He was now about three feet from the ground still staring at her not knowing what to say. She had her eyes closed and he didn't want to scare her.
"You can stop staring and come sit next to me if you like."Hermione spoke from her place on the grass.
He landed with his cocky grin.
"Well if I remember correctly it was you that was feeling me up last night after coming into my room in the middle of the night." He said touching his feet to the ground.
Hermione shot up to a sitting position to see him smiling above her "I was not feeling you up," she said in a final tone, but a creeping smile betrayed her amusement.
He sat down next to her, not sure how to act around her any more. She made it easy for him by pulling him into a kiss. It was then that she decided that she definitely liked kissing Draco just a little bit more then kissing Harry.
It was Draco who pulled apart first. "I actually wanted to talk to you. I'm glad you came."
"Well I came because I wanted to talk to you," she said, sitting up a bit so she was resting on her elbows. He was still leaning above her. She closed her eyes and a hammock appeared in the middle of the field right next to where they were sitting. He jumped up and held out his hands to help her up. He also took this opportunity to get another good look at her body; he never would have thought that this body was hiding under those robes all these years. He pulled her up and put his hands on her waist. She took three steps back away from his hands and into the hammock.
He had to remind himself that she was not one of the stupid Slitherin girls without morals and he would have to restrain himself.
"You go first." He said as he saw she was ready and he was not.
"I have been thinking about your situation today and I was thinking that now that you left your father's house and everything with me maybe you would like to help us. On our side of the war."
She said this knowing he would probably turn her down. But she had to try.
Draco had been thinking along the same lines but he was going to use the fact that she seemed apprehensive to his advantage.
"Do you have any idea what that would mean for me? I would be hunted by every death eater out there, not to mention every Slitherin above third year. " he was voicing all the concerns he had about asking her to assist him in switching sides.
"I actually have a bit of a plan." She said with a smirk happy that he didn't outwardly shoot her down.
They sat for about an hour talking about ways to keep their friendship, relationship and alliance quiet. No one other then Draco, Harry, and Hermione would know where his allegiances truly lied. And Hermione would frequently give Malfoy detentions that the three of them would train. No one would doubt that he was getting in trouble.
"So what do you think?" In this hour they had shifted from there seated positions to Hermione lying in Draco's arms. Hermione look up at him waiting for an answer, instead she got a kiss.
"I will agree on one condition." he said cheekily
"Oh?" She said knowing he had already agreed.
"I get to give you detention once a week as well, but on my detentions we do nothing but kiss."
"What could I possibly get detention for?" she protested clearly not wanting all those detentions on her record.
"…Hmm I will just have to think of a way to get you in trouble." He said leaning in again.
They both decided she should be getting back. She promised to pay him a visit later on that night. He kissed her good bye wishing she could stay with him forever. He didn't know if it was because he had been so lonely all summer or if he really did care about her as much as he felt he did.
Hermione changed out of her bathing suit and left the room after kissing him a bit more.
She walked into a library to see it empty still. She made her way down to the kitchen, glad that she avoided everyone. She made sandwiches, called everyone down for lunch, and was happy to see that Ginny and Harry came down separately.
All through lunch she thought about how she planned to talk Harry into accepting Draco.
Little did she know that Harry had been in his room thinking about how he could get Malfoy to help him train, to switch sides in the war and to stop him from insulting Hermione.