A/N: I do not own anything involving with Harry Potter.
Chapter Nineteen: Bad News.
Hermione stood in the door for a moment in thought. Draco only smiled to her as he put his hand out. She took it, her hand shaking from the nerves.
"Your freezing!" he said as he pulled her closer to him to the bed. "Don't be nervous, Hermione." she smiled and let out a small sigh, as she came closer to him on the bed. She looked deep into his grey eyes. Instead of the dark empty eyes she had been so used to looking at growing up, now was filled with something more. She knew he was happy where he was and wanted to be there with her. His eyes almost filled with love.
"Keep me warm." she said quietly as he pulled her onto the mattress.
"Sure." they both got under the covers. She had her back to him and he pulled her closer to him to where her back touched his bare chest. His warm skin immediately helped her body temperature rise.
"Hermione?" he said quietly, whispering in her ear.
"Yes, Draco?" she answered, not bothering to look over her shoulder to him since they were now in darkness.
"Thank you.. For tonight. I can't recall ever having as much fun as I did with you tonight." she beamed.
"You're welcome. Thank you too.. I didn't even have this much fun at the Yule Ball."
Draco snorted. "Well, look who you went with!"
"Krum wasn't that bad!"
"Neither was Pansy.." he began to laugh. "Nah, yes she was." they both laughed together.
"I like hearing your laugh." she said moving closer to him again. He chuckled.
"I like seeing your face." he kissed her on the head. "Sweet dreams, Hermione."
"Hermione.. wake up sleepy." said Draco in her ear. She moaned, not wanting to move from the bed. She was still so exhausted from the previous night and she could feel her legs aching in pain.
"Noo.. Go away." she mumbled, trying to turn away from Draco. She could feel the mattress being pushed in as he sat down closer to her.
"Hey! This is my bed after all. It's time to wake up." She shook her head in disagreement, already falling back asleep. It was Sunday morning and she could hear the morning birds chirping outside. She suddenly then felt a heavy pressure laying on top of her, causing her to wake completely up.
"Ouf!" she said when it happened. "Draco! Get off! Your heavy!"
He looked down at her, his mouth half opened as if he were shocked by her words. "Are you calling me fat!" he said, pinching her.
"OW! NO NO NO!" she continuously said as he began to tickle her.
"Are you awake yet?!" he said laughing as she kept squirming underneath him.
"Yes!" she said, trying to catch her breath.
"I can't hear you!"
"Yes!"
"What?!"
"YES, YES YES!" he stopped tickling her. "Gosh, I do not like you Draco Malfoy!" he stared at her for a moment, still laying on top of her. He lightly smiled to her before rolling off of her.
"Yes, you do. You absolutely adore me, Granger!" he smiled a little, before looking over to her when she didn't say anything. She was trying to hide her face from blushing so hard.
"Yeah.." she quickly stood up from his bed. "You wish!" she ran to the bathroom.
"You're right.." he mumbled. she re-entered the room with her dress.
"I should probably head back to the Gryffindor tower." she said as she came in. "Ginny is probably over analyzing everything if she has noticed I haven't returned yet."
"Alright.. You leaving like that?" he asked, noticing that she was still wearing his boxers and tank top. She glanced down to her clothes.
"Oh.. Hm."
"Here." he said going to his dresser and pulling out a regular black shirt and black pants. "I'm sure they will be a bit big on you, but should be well enough to get you to your dormitory." he smiled, taking the clothes from him.
"Thank you, Draco." she kissed him on the cheek. He sighed, sitting down on the bed.
"Tell me everything." said Ginny when Hermione and her walked to their tree in front of the Black Lake.
"Nothing exactly happened, Ginny. When we left the Ball we went back to his room. I took a shower and I burrowed some of his boxers and a shirt.. When I came out of the bathroom..." she began to giggle remembering Draco laying on the bed so perfectly. Wearing nothing but boxers.
"What! Tell me!" said Ginny, slapping the Hermione's arm, playfully.
"He was laying on the bed, with just boxers on!"
"WHAT! You two didn't-" but Hermione cut her off.
"NO! No, we didn't, Ginny.. Nothing happened. He pulled me into bed. We just cuddled and talked for a little bit before we both fell asleep. Then this morning he was trying to wake me and I wouldn't budge. So he jumped on top of me and started tickling me. I thought I was going to wet myself."
"Are you telling me. You still haven't gotten a kiss? No goodnight kiss? What is wrong with the two of you. Why don't either one of you just jump to it now? Hermione, Hermione. It's obvious. Why can't you see it? Blaise tells me it all the time."
"What are you talking about Ginny?"
"I'm talking about Malfoy and you! How Malfoy is completely in love with you! He tells Blaise all the time. Why do you think he wants to spend so much time with you. The way he says this to you in his letters. It's like he attempts to hint it to you! I even see it."
"Ginny, that is because you apparently see everything that others miss."
"No. It's because I pay close attention to the people around me. I know you feel the same way about him too, 'Mione. Admit it you!"
"I do! Okay? I do. I have for the longest time. Probably longer then how you think he has."
"I wouldn't be too sure about that... Tell him. You need to tell him soon."
She sighed. "Maybe."
Hermione woke up the following morning, knowing today would be the day she to tell Draco how she felt. Her stomach was growling in her hunger, and she had classes all afternoon. She needed to figure out when she would tell him.
"Hermione, have you seen the paper today?" asked Harry as he flipped to the front of the Daily Prophet. She had just walked down to the Great Hall to join Harry and Ron for breakfast.
"Not yet. How come?" she asked taking the empty seat beside him. He glanced over to Ron before speaking.
"I think you should see this.." he said, handing her the Daily Prophet. She immediately gasped as she read the front page.
LUCIUS MALFOY ATTEMPT TO BREAK OUT
FINAL CRIME, COMES TO KISS.
Late in the night past midnight, Azkaban reported
that Lucius Malfoy was in attempts to breaking out.
Close to success with his attempt, the night guard along
with a dementor caught him before it was too late. He stated
he had wishes to return home to his beloved family, which the minister
did not take to liking to agreeing with. This morning at precisely 11' AM, the one
dementor that had caught Malfoy, performed the Sacred Kiss.
SEE MORE ON, PAGE B-12
Hermione didn't finish the story. As soon as she looked up to the Slytherin table and noticed that Draco wasn't sitting there among the students she ran out of the Great Hall.
"Hermione!" yelled Harry but he didn't go after her, as Ginny placed her hand on his shoulder.
"Don't. Let her go. " the girl said quietly. Harry wanted to chance after her, afraid of what would happen if Draco did find her. He knew how he was when he was angry.
