CHAPTER 4
a/N Okay t= I think it has been AGES since I updated this fiction but please don't think it's abandoned. I am working on the next few chapters and so, I couldn't update! Life keeps you busy all the time! Enjoy…
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Draco had finally fallen asleep when someone poured a bucket of water on him. Groggily, he opened is eyes to stare into a pair of blue eyes. He studied Pansy Parkinson as she beamed when he woke up, "Im SO glad you're awake Draco. By god, I could've thought you were dead". She thrust her arms around the fuming blonde. He wriggled out of her grasp and shouted, " Leave me alone Pansy! Don't you get that?!". Pansy paled as Draco got out of bed and walked towards the showers. "Do you like me? Just one bit?", Pansy blurted. Draco turned around and faced her, "Pansy, you are….were my best friend until you became so obsessed and possessive. I would give anything to having the old Pansy, MY pans back". Pansy blushed, finally realizing the wrongs of her life. Draco saw her reaction but let it go unnoticed. He simply lurched towards the showers.
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Hermione repositioned herself so that her back rested on the headrest of the chair and her legs dangled down, hanging just a few inches above the ground. She absent-mindedly twirled her hair as rapid images flashed through her mind. She kept thinking of the way Draco had gently held her in place by wrapping his arms around her hips. She thought of the distant look I his grey eyes, just before he shut them. She chuckled at the memory and was surprised when someone beside her chuckled as well. She studied Ron, who was grinning from ear to ear, "What is my beautiful lioness doing today?". Hermione frowned, "I assume Lavender is busy today.". Ron had the gumption to nod in response, "But, how about we forget about her today? It's a beautiful Saturday and I know you love snow. How about we go out and have some fun? But, how come you aint at the library?" Hermione's frown deepened, "Well, if you paid ANY attention to me these days, you would know that I have changed those habits. And if you paid any attention to YOURSELF, you would realize that you are empty.". She abruptly got up when his hand firmly pulled her back, not gently like how Draco's had. "What now?", she asked him in an irritated tone. Ron winced a bit, knowing that he had invoked the temper in her but he continued anyway, "Where are you going? Im sorry for everything that happened in the past. Please, don't go!". Hermione turned around, "Oh, like you listened when I pleaded you. Like you EVER listened when I asked you. Like you ever listened when I poured out my heart. No, you kept snogging her and now that she's gone, I'm the old chewtoy that you suddenly remember so well.". "its not like that…" "please, I know exactly what it's like. It's a beautiful Saturday and I don't want to be some old chew toy. Im going and you DON'T have to know WHERE." She stormed out of the room, leaving a stunned Rn, who could have never imagined he had hurt his best friend so much.
Draco enjoyed the bliss of just sitting by the frozen lake. The cool breeze always seemed to calm him down. The grass was a blanket of snow and the trees were snow capped. He thought of how majestic the castle looked when covered in snow. He marveled at the beautiful architecture, ocassionally catching sight of blushing girls and snogging couples. He folded his arms behind his head and leaned on the damp treebark with his eyes closed, inhaling the scents of his sorroundings. A lavender scent seemed to hang in the air and stand out from the cinnamon and warm smell of the cookies being prepared. He cocked his head in the direction of the scent, fluttering his eyes open and catching sight of none other than Hermione Granger. Tears were streaming down her cheeks which were flushed. She brisk walked towards the frozen lake and plopped down right next to Draco. "Weasel has hurt the Gryffindor princess again?", Draco asked. Hermione looked up with smoky eyes, "What's it to you Malfoy?". Draco shrugged, "I would prefer if you called me Draco. Malfoy is getting old" Hermione was taken aback by the comment, "What? The Slytherin Sex God is being nice eh?". Draco closed his eyes and snorted, "So, you admit that I AM a sex god". Hermione blushed, "I didn't mean THAT". Draco simply continued to drawl, "Oh, we all know what you meant by THAT. But you haven't had the experience so how can you judge?" Hermione elbowed him, causing him to flutter his eyes open. 'He looks so angleic even without trying'. "I heard that", he said, "trust me, my occlumency skills are THE BEST". Hermione elbowed him once again but this time, she had an offer, " How about we stop hating each other and become friends? Maybe we can hold up a civil conversation". Draco thought for a moment before extending his hand, "But, what's the fun in that?". Hermione shook his hand, "I guess we will have to find out bout that".
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