Chapter VII
Author's Note: Okay I know I left you all hanging, PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! Lol You'll enjoy this one now. I hope... Here We Go! (Sorry that this has taken so so so much time. I've been really busy with my grades trying to make sure I get into OTC coming this July. but I digress, my chapters should be coming more frequently now that I have a bit of spare time.)
Hermione shifted in her seat slightly. "Erm...What did you have in mind?"
"Lets play another game." Draco grabbed his bag. "Close your eyes." She didn't move, he placed his hand over her eyes. He reached into his bag, pulled out some chocolate and placed a piece in her mouth.
"Mmmmm Chocolate..." She smiled.
"Good...Next." He reached into his bag again and grabbed some every flavour beans. Feeding her a bright yellow one.
"Ohh! Bertie Bott's, it's lemon flavoured."
"Yes..Ready for the next one?" She nodded. This time instead of reaching into his bag he leaned forward and kissed her. She jumped slightly but she did not pull back. Draco removed his hand from her eyes and pulled her onto his lap. Hermione broke the kiss.
"Hermione, I need you..." He blushed, so did Hermione. He waited for her to make the first move. She did. She leaned in and kissed him, first on the lips then on the neck. Draco went to take off his pants but Hermione beat him to it. She unzipped his pants and pulled them off. There was quite a revealing bulge growing in his boxers. Hermione laughed softly, in a girlish way, she was obviously pleased. Then she took off her bra and panties revealing her beautiful, curvy, porcelan skinned body. Draco's eyes widened and his jaw dropped as she spoke.
"Draco my love, I want you so badly." Hermione climbed onto his lap once again, a thin layer of fabric separating their bits from each other. He couldn't hold on anymore.
A bright light shown down on him as he rubbed his eyes. What's going on? He thought to himself as he sat up, realizing he was in his room again. The sun was shining though is curtans, he looked at his watch. It's noon?... He sighed it had just been another dream. I'm late for class again... That dream had, among others, felt so real and this time he did not want it to end. The visions of he and Hermione shagging made him horny, even the thought of them doing it in a public area with the chance of getting caught...It just made Draco want her so much more. I want to hear her scream my name. Even he was shocked that the thought entered his mind. He still had a raging hard on.
Hermione was a bit disheveled as she entered her Ancient Runes class. She looked around for Padama Patail, one of her only friends in this class it was unfortunately filled mostly with rather unfriendly Ravenclaws and a few Slytherins. She was nowhere in sight, so she sat at a table by herself and pulled out her book and her homework so she could check everything over once more. There was a small cough behind her as she looked up.
"Oh Hello Padama...You're late."
"Yeah I had a few things to take care of but enough about me, what's up with you, your hair is a mess and you look like you've not slept in ages. Is anything the matter?"
"No I've just been busy."
"Okay." Padama said as she sat down, not entirely convinced. "What's the deal with Malfoy?" Hermione choked for a moment.
"What about him, I've not seen him in...well it must've been about three weeks, aside from classes. But he's irrelevant the stupid git, I'm done dealing with him."
"Oh, well...He's...Erm..Standing. Behind you..." Hermione's eyes widened as she turned around. Draco was standing behind her with a look on his face as if someone had just force fed him flobber worm mucus.
"Erm..Hello Malfoy...What d'you w-"
"Save it Granger. You just stuff your mouth and bugger off. If you didn't want to be around me then maybe you should have said something to my face. Just you watch your back. Seriously Granger, Watch Your Back." He walked away to sit himself far away at the opposite side of the room, facing her so he could sit and glare at her. Hermione was actually a little scared, she knew what he was capable of.
"Erm...Hermione...You know he's still staring at you right?" Padama said with a worrysome look.
"Yes, don't look at him." Hermione said as she tried to focus on what their Professor was saying.
Draco was sitting across the room watching that mass of big bushy brown hair that was Hermione.
He's Irrelevant...The stupid git...I'm done...With Him...
Her voice echoed I his mind over and over again like a bad record. So she really doesn't like me like that...Like What Draco?...Like...Like I like her.
"Draco did you hear what I said?" A shrill voice woke Draco from his daydream state. He shook his head and looked over at Pansy who had been going on for quite some time now.
"Sorry...I really wasn't listening, you want to say that again?"
"I was just talking about how horrible my Astrology class has been...Draco...I know you've been very lonely and the stress has been taking its toll on you...So I was thinking, I still love you...and I know you still love me...So maybe we should get back together?" Draco snorted his attention now fully on Pansy.
"I'm hungry, I think I'm going to lunch."
"HELLO? I just admitted to you that I still love you..."
"So?"
"YOU ARSE! I told you that I loved you! How could you do this to me! How could you be such an unforgiving bastard! I thought you cared about me!"
"I never loved you. Get over it. Leave me be." He stormed off, not feeling so hungry now. He got up and walked away to hear Pansy screech behind him.
"HOW COULD YOU?..." The rest of her words were drowned out in sobs until Draco was around the corner. He finally reached the Common Room. Fuck! This is the last thing that I needed to deal with. Draco headed up to his room, he shoved his face into his pillow half trying to suffocate himself and half trying to just press out all the insanity. There was a horrible high pitched noise in his ear. He shook his head back and forth trying to rid himself of the noise. He screamed loudly into his pillow, his voice filled with rage and hatred. That stupid bitch how could she even THINK that I would take her back! It was her fault in the first place! Ideas floated in his head, debating on weather he should curse Pansy or not. He shook his head thinking better against it, his stomach growled loudly. Maybe I should eat, or at least try to eat, something. Draco thought to himself as his stomach growled again. He reached under his bed
The anger pent up inside Draco was preventing him from falling asleep, he just tossed and turned all night long. Visions of Pansy were in his mind every time he closed his eyes, and when he wasn't thinking of Pansy he was thinking of Hermione. Her smiling face, her soft flowing hair, her porcelain skin, the thoughts sent shivers down his spine. He sat up abruptly grabbing a quill and some spare parchment, scribbling frantically. Once finished he laid back down and closed his eyes.
At some point he had fallen asleep, waking up with an awkward kink in his back from sleeping in a strange curled up way, with the parchment rolled up and clenched in his hand. He looked at it strangely for a moment and then realized what it was. Draco got up and went to the Owlery he borrowed one of the school owls and sent it out, knowing right then and there that the owl was going to just go straight to the Great Hall. Draco picked up his things and left the Owlery.
Hermione sat down with Ginny and Ron in the Great Hall for breakfast.
"Ron. Where's Harry?" She looked to Ron who was currently stuffing his face full of bangers and toast.
"Mi…Fink…e's- e-dda Commonrrom…" Ron said spraying bits of food everywhere.
"Chew your food first Ronald…That's disgusting!" She waited as Ginny sat there rolling her eyes.
"I said, I think he's in the Common Room. He was asleep when I left, if he wants to sleep in and miss breakfast that's his problem."
"Oh, okay then."
"Is something the matter Hermione?" Ginny piped up finally.
"What? No. Everything is fine.
"Yeah…Sure it is." Ginny said rolling her eyes, before she turned her attention to her food. A loud screech of owls signaled that the post had arrived. A small black screech owl landed in the middle of the Gryffindor table with Hedwig. Harry reached over Ginny's shoulder and grabbed his copy of the Daily Prophet from his beautiful white snow owl.
"Harry? Where'd you come from?" Ginny cooed as she snuggled his arm.
"I was just taking care of something for Slughorn." He gave her a look telling her to not bother questioning further. He sat down and pulled a plate of food to him, eyeing up the small black owl.
"Hermione…This owl has a letter for you. Who're you writing to?"
"It's Krum isn't it?" Ron piped up after finishing a large gulp of food.
"No Ron, I haven't heard from Viktor in ages…" It was true; Viktor was in Bulgaria fighting for his resistance, sort of a Bulgarian Order of the Phoenix. Knowing Karkaroff, he probably had all of Durmstrang trained to fight, or at least, trained to defend the Castle of Durmstrang giving him a hiding place from He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. She took the letter from Harry and looked it over before opening it, she thought it best to double check any post before opening it especially if it were unexpected. On the front it had a crest she did not recognize, on the back a black wax seal. "Do either of you recognize this crest?" Hermione asked the boys.
"Nope, never seen it in my life, looks like it must come from an old family."
"Huh…I wonder." Hermione felt it safe to open for some inexplicable reason, pealing off the wax seal very slowly she opened the letter. A neatly folded piece of parchment fell from the envelope. Hermione opened it and read it slowly to herself.
"If I could have just one wish, I would wish to wake up everyday to the sound of your breath on my neck, the warmth of your lips on my cheek, the touch of your fingers on my skin, and the feel of your heart beating with mine...Knowing that I could never find that feeling with anyone other than you.
This poem is for you my Love…They are not my own words, but the greatest writers in history could not put it better, how I feel for you. To think of your constantly, and watch you from afar is what I live for. But I would die if it meant I could be yours, even for a short breathtaking moment.
Sincerely, you're Secret Prince." Hermione sat there aghast, unaware of what to say, her jaw fallen open.
"Hey…What is it? You're all red..." Ginny whispered to Hermione as she reached out for the letter. Hermione whipped it away from her grasp.
"It is nothing." Hermione's voice was quiet.
"Nothing makes you turn more red than a howler eh?" Said Harry with a smirk. Ron on the other hand had ceased stuffing himself to the gills to look at Hermione. A look half of pain half intense curiosity.
"It was Viktor again wasn't it?" Ginny pestered.
"No...To be honest, as if it is any of your business, I have absolutely no idea who sent it." She looked the letter over once more before tossing it on th table.
"Have a look for yourself." Harry and Ron made a grab for the letter but it was Ginny who came up victorious.
"Wow...this is sweet in a sick and slightly stalker-ish way." Hermione laughed, and Ron yanked the letter from Ginny's grasp.
"I don't like this Hermione..." Ron's face hardened into a cold glare. "Someone is stalking you...or Idunno...but this isn't right." Ron surprisingly to everyone at the table, pushed his plate away.
"Bullock...It's as if he can sense it." Muttered Harry as none other than Draco was seen heading towards Hermione. "Bog off Malfoy! Only us Gryffindors here."
"Heh well I'm not here for you now am I? So mind your fecking business Potter." Draco had a glare upon his face that would make even Lucius cower for a moment or two. "Granger, can I have a word? It's...Important."
"What could you possibly want to talk to me for eh?"
"Just. Please? I just need a moment of your time...Alone." Draco added as he looked at the other three.
Hermione stood up, gathered her things and looked to her friends. "I'll see you lot in potions. Don't worry." Then the two of them walked out. Draco looked to Hermione and stopped walking once they were outside the Great Hall. Making sure that the doors were shut so he knew the large golden doors separated them from Granger's sadistic blood traitorous friends.
"Hermione...I have to tell you something." Draco was looking down at the ground instead of at her.
"What? Why are you acting so nice to me all of the sudden?"
"Well that's the thing. I can not get you out of my head. I don't know how to put this any other way except for...I love you..."