Chapter Seven:Realization Of A Shocking Kind
We turned to see the amused faces of Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley.
"How much did you hear?" I asked, embrassed.
"Well, they've been standing there since Draco and you started to kiss and they heard every word that you said." Pansy said.
"And you didn't tell us why?" I asked her. She shrugged.
"Why didn't you tell us about Malfoy and you?" Ron asked coming over and sitting on the coffee table.
"Because I didn't know how you two would react." I said, looking pointedly at them. "I mean Draco and you were never really on that good of terms." I said. They looked down.
"It was all very childish." Harry said. "We shouldn't have behaved like that." Draco nodded and stuck his hand out.
"Truce?" He asked of them. Ron and Harry looked at one another.
"If Hermione can trust you, then I suppose it's alright with us." Harry said. Shaking Draco's hand, I couldn't help but smile as Ron shook his hand as well.
"Nice pjs, Pansy." Ron said. Pansy looked down at her outfit and blushed. I smiled, a very good idea coming into my head.
"Shut up, Ron." Pansy said, looking at Ron. "Nice." She said. I noticed his shirt for the first time, his shirt said 'Kiss Me I'm Irish." I started laughing. But stopped when I saw Pansy getting up and walking over to him. Ron was staring at her and she was staring at him.
Pansy's POV
As I looked at Ron, I began to notice how attractive he really was. I got up and began walking toward him. When I got close enough to him our eyes met. I leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. When I pulled away I noticed that everyone was staring at me.
"What?" I said.
"If chase you haven't noticed, you just kissed Ron." Harry said.
"So? Maybe I wanted to." I said.
"Really?" Ron asked me.
"Yes, really." I said with a smile. And kissed him again. This time he kissed me back. I quickly found that I liked kissing Ronald Weasley. I blinked, wow. I never thought that there would come a day when I liked kissing him. I would have laughed at anyone that said it a couple of years ago. Well, I guess things are changing rapidly around here now.
Hermione's POV
I smiled as I watched Pansy and Ron together. I didn't even have to do anything. Draco was smiling at me.
"What?" I asked him.
"It just feels so good to have you back again. I missed you so much." He told me. I smiled and kissed him again.
"I missed you too. You big idiot." I said. He started laughing as did Ron, Harry, and Pansy.
"Okay, who wants to hit the town?" I asked. "But first, Draco I need to talk to you." I said.
"Okay." He said. I could see the fear in his eyes. Oh yes, the most dreaded words in the English dictonary.
"Do you still want to go into hiding? Like we talked with Dumbledore about?" I asked him. He nodded. "Alright sit very still." I began to mutter the spells and started changing his looks. I could feel their eyes on me.
"You can do magic outside of school?" Harry and Ron asked me.
"Only for this." I said. "At Hogwarts, Draco is going to be Derek. Okay. I'll be as though Draco ran away and fell off the side of the earth. Derek is going to be a guy from America. But he has been living with me for the past few days so he's picked up our accent. Got it?" I said. They all nodded. "Good, now come on."
"Where are we going?" Harry asked me. Confused beyond all belief. I started to laugh. "We are going to my godmother's house." I said.
We all climbed into my Mercedes. Pansy sitting on Ron's lap. I started to chuckle.
"What?" Harry asked me.
"Did you ever think, a couple of years ago, that is could happen?" I asked him.
"No. Not really." Harry said.
"What about you guys?" I asked Draco and Pansy.
"No." They both said. I laughed as we reached my godmother's house.
"This how looks oddly fimilar.." Pansy said. "Wait, this is my house!"
"Exactly." I walked in and was hugged by Pansy's mom. My godmother.
"Hello Hermione. To what do I owe this visit?" She told me. I looked around for Pansy's father, the one man that I was scared of the most, he was the one that kept me from visiting my godmother. "Don't worry, Danny isn't around." She said.
"Mom, you never told me that you were Hermione's godmother." Pansy said.
"Well you never asked." She said with a shrug, I smiled.
After a while of talking to her, she told us that we needed to leave because Danny was going to be home soon. I hugged her goodbye and got back into the car. I waited for the others to come. Then cut out of the driveway as fast as lightening. Ingoring my friends screams. I started laughing as we pulled into the mall.
"The mall again?!" Pansy said. "Hermione, you are going to kill my feet!" She screeched. I laughed.
"We aren't shopping this time, Pansy. There's a new movie out that I want us to see. It's called The Texas Chainsaw Masscare." I said. Cutting off the engine and getting out as well as locking the door. "Come on." I said. I ordered the tickets, bought the food, and together we walked into the movie.
After many hours of jumping and screaming at the scary parts, we left the theater and headed back home.
"That was a lot of fun." Pansy said when she got back into the house.
"Now what are we going to do?" Harry asked me.
I grinned, "Lets go swimming." Knowing what their reactions were going to be.
"NO WAY! It's freezing outside!" Pansy said.
"Heated pool." I said.
"Oh.." Pansy said. I smiled even widder at the looks of shook on their faces.
"Come on people. Bathing suits, now." I said. Throwing the boys each some swimming trunks. They looked at me in shock. Pansy and I slipped back up to our seperate rooms to get dressed.
"Where did you get those swim suits, Hermione?" Pansy asked me.
"I'm just awesome like that." I said, jokingly as I climbed down the stairs. The boys were sitting on the couch already in their swimming trunks. "Hi ya boys." I said. They turned around, Harry and Ron feel out of their seats with shock.
"What?" Pansy and I asked.
"Um." Ron said. I smiled at the ever so charming words of Ronald Weasley. The poor boy was always tongue tied when it came to girls. He had no idea what to say about things of this nature.
"You girls look amazing." Said Draco. I laughed. Ron cut Draco a glare. Draco, however, had more experience when it came to girls. This boy was quite the charmer. A wave of uneasiness swept over me. I'd seen some of the girls that he'd been with and they were all so beautiful. When I'm just the plain jane. I had the girl next door look. I shook my head trying to expel the thoughts as I walked out the door. I pushed Draco, who was standing over the edge of the pool, and was pulled into the water with him. From under the water I heard, Harry, Ron, and Pansy laughing. I came up and splashed them.
Ron's POV
(A/N: Yes in this chapter you are going to get a look into the head of Ronald Weasley.)
Suddenly, after Hermione splashed me, I got a really good idea. I picked Pansy up bridal style. She squealed and yelled.
"RON! PUT ME DOWN!" As I walked with her to the water. I walked down the stairs that were placed at one of the ends of the pool and set her gently on her feet in the water, my arms still around her delicate, petite waist. Her arms wrapped around my neck and we just looked at one another.
At one time, I wanted this with Hermione, even though I wasn't going to admit it to anyone. But all that went away, the night after the Yule Ball. I had ran into Pansy, she was crying because Draco wasn't paying her any attention at the dance and she didn't under stand what she could have done wrong. And being the gentleman that I was, I told her that she did nothing wrong and that Draco was just an idiot not to notice was a beautiful girl he had on his arm. When I told her this, all those years ago, she blushed and whispered a low thank you. I nodded and walked over to her and offered her my hand. She smiled and let me pull her up. That was the first time that I realized that Pansy wasn't like the rest of the Slytherins, she was nice to a degree and very compassionate.
After my thought process ended, I gently kissed her. I was aware that Harry, Hermione, and Draco were watching me. But for the first time, I didn't care. All I cared about was this beautiful girl in my arms. When we pulled away, I smiled at her. She looked at me and smiled sheepishly back.
I heard applause. I looked over and saw Hermione clapping with a huge smile on her face. Now I could see why it was so easy to like her. Hermione, after all, was funny, sweet, caring, and, now that I really looked at her, I mean really looked (the Yule Ball was a totally different story, I stared at her, enraptured then and wondered where did the bookish look go? why is she so beautiful now?), she was beautiful. But her beauty dulled, in my eyes, next to Pansy's. It sounds really sappy I know.
