Chapter Two – Sparks Fly

Hermione was still puzzled by Malfoy's miraculous change of behaviour and was constantly thinking that it would all be a stitch up, a joke even, but still she could not help think that something bout hi felt genuine [for once]. She nodded her head as he said, "Let's start then," and walked closer to him. Draco jumped off his broom and looked at her, "first...get on."

"What?"

"Get on."

"I...I can't do that!"
"Why not?"
"Because....because I need to learn on the ground first. Isn't it safer to do that first?"

"Yes, but the only way to learn is to actually ride on a broom," he answered. Hermione bit her lip. She was nervous. She didn't want to fall and hurt herself. She was only really scared of doing great damage to herself. Nothing else really mattered.

"Um...okay," she replied quietly. She slowly walked towards the broom, looking at it in a great fear.

"It's not going to bite you know," whispered Malfoy.

"I know, I know, just...give me a minute," she examined it for a moment before raising her hand and placing it on the hard wood. Soon enough she was on it. Malfoy tagged on the back of it.

"Just to keep you steady," he said, "ready?"

Hermione looked back at him. He let out a small smile, a smile that gave her reassurance, "yes, I am," she felt confident.

"Lean forward slightly," explained Malfoy. She did as she was told, she leaned forward slightly and he joined her. The broom began to move forward and rose. Her grip tightened as her nerve began to kick in.

"Don't worry," Draco whispered in her ear, "I'm here."

Draco moved his hands to the front of the broom and placed them over Hermione's. Electricity flowed through Hermione's hands to her heart within moments. What was she going through? It felt good; she had to admit and so forgot about it.

"What now?" she asked.

"Just relax, I'll control it for you," he offered. She nodded her head in agreement. He leant more forward and before too long, there were in line with the tops of the stadium boxes in the Quidditch Pitch. Hermione was looking up and was therefore, unaware of how far up she had gone. Draco leaned towards her, "look down," he whispered in her ear. Not knowing how high up she was, she happily looked down. When she saw the distance, her hands shuck from underneath Draco's. He tightened his hold over her and she felt relaxed once again.

"Once around the school, okay?" he asked.

"Yeah...okay," Hermione answered happily. And so they set off, up towards the tallest towers in the school. The wind shot through her hair and the coldness of it and nice against her skin. She began to giggle. She was having fun. Draco soon joined her in her giggles and before long they had gone around the school, over the forbidden forest and were now heading towards the edge of the sea. He slowed down as they got closer.

"I'm going to land here," he whispered. Hermione made a small nod but was too intrigued by the exhilaration of it all.

The taped down gently on the sand. Hermione lost her balance and made a little scream. Draco grabbed her around the waist and turned her to face him. She laughed once again and he smiled back. A second later they were staring into each other's eyes and smiling. Hermione leaned in and pecked him on the lips. She began to blush and from the embarrassment picked up her feet and ran down the coast line. Draco stood still for a moment, going over what had happened, but then her running. He quickly jumped onto his broom and sped off towards her.