Forbidden Feelings

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Chapter Twelve

Hermione

When Hermione woke the next morning, she was at first very surprised to see she was wrapped up in a silver and green duvet instead of her normal red and gold. Then she remembered...

She rolled over, and found the space next to her empty, instead seeing Draco Malfoy sat on the edge of the bed, with his head in his hands.

"Umm, Malfoy?" She whispered timidly, worried about how he was going to react.

He turned around, and instead of snapping or snarling, he gave her a small smile. "Morning."

"Morning." She smiled back, relieved.

"Did you sleep well?"

"The best I have in ages. You?"

"Yes. I did."

There was a pause, in which Hermione became very aware that she was naked underneath the duvet. She looked at Malfoy, who was staring at her, looking scared.

"What is it?" She asked.

"What have we done?" He whispered.

"I know.." She replied, the realisation of what had happened finally sinking in.

"We, I-" He looked lost for words.

Hermione reached out and took his hand. He flinched, but didn't snatch it away. "It'll be okay." She whispered.

"No. It won't. It may have been okay last night, but what about now? This can't happen, we can't be together."

Hermione took her hand away, hurt. She felt tears welling up in her eyes. "Is that what this was all about to you? Just last night, and nothing else? Did you just wanna ditch me like you do with all your other sluts?" She said angrily, as the tears started to fall.

"What? No, of coarse not! How could you think that?" He moved back into the bed and wrapped his arms around Hermione.

"That's how it seems." She whispered.

"It's not. I promise you that. It just can't happen. I'd be disowned, and what about you and your friends? I'm sure they wouldn't approve. Apart from anything else, I don't want you in danger. And I can't promise you'd be safe if anyone found out."

"Draco. I don't care what anyone else says, thinks or does. I just want you."

"I want you too. But we can't-"

"ARGH! Stop saying that! We can, we can find a way to make this work!"

"How? There's no way in hell that would ever happen. You do know my father right."

"Yes, I know, I know. But what if no one knew?"

"What?"

"We just don't tell anyone. Act like normal, act like we despise each other."

"Would you really be willing to do that?"

"Yes. I'd be willing to do anything if it meant being with you."

"But what if someone saw us?"

"We'll just have to be careful."

"I'm not sure. God, I'm so scared."

"I know, I know." Hermione rested her head on his chest. She loved the feeling of his skin against hers. She wished they could just lay like this forever.

"This is gonna be hard." He sighed.

"I know it is. I know."

"God, why do you do this to me? How do you make me feel this way? I've never felt like this before."
"Neither have I."

"Not even with the Weasel?"

Hermione sighed at his use of that name. "No. I never felt like this with Ron."

"Soo. I was better then?" Hermione sat up and looked up at Malfoy, who was smirking.

"Yes." She whispered.

"Oh, I knew I would be." His smirk was even wider, and Hermione swatted at his arm playfully.

He sighed. "I suppose we better be getting ready for breakfast."

"Oh, God, yes! I forgot!" Hermione got up and found her clothes, pulling them on.

When they were both dressed, Malfoy took Hermione's hand and she turned round to face him.

"Is this really gonna work?" He said, and Hermione noticed the fear in his eyes had reappeared.

She smiled reassuringly. "Yes. It will. We will make it work."

"God, it scares me how I feel about you."

"Don't be scared. It's gonna be okay. We'll get through this somehow."

"Okay. Well, we better not leave together, so I guess I'll see you in potions then?"

Hermione smiled. "Yes, you will. But please don't go causing a fight and spilling potion all over me again."

"Oh. Well I might do that actually. Would give me a chance to be alone with you." He smirked.

"Go on, get to breakfast." She poked him in the arm.

"Okay. But can I do something first?"

"What's that then?"

"I'll show you."

He leaned down, and kissed her. Hermione felt her knees going weak, and as she gave a small moan and deepened the kiss, Draco pulled away. Hermione frowned and looked up at him. He was smirking again.

"Why did you do that?" She moaned.

"Just teasing." He grinned.

"Well that's not fair."

"Aww, well I'm sorry. Want me to make it up to you tonight?"

Hermione smiled. "Of coarse.."

He kissed her again, and said. "Well, I best be off. See you later."

"Bye.." Hermione said, completely in a daze as she watched him walk out of the portrait.

She went and fell down on a sofa. Was this really happening? Did she really spend the night with Draco Malfoy?

She shuddered, remembering the way he touched her, whispered her name, kissed her... It was so different to when she was with Ron. With Ron, it was clumsy, awkward even. There was no spark, no fireworks. He didn't make her react the way she did when she was with Draco.

She shuddered again, this time thinking about Ron's reaction if he'd seen her last night. Harry's reaction. Ginny's reaction. She felt terrible, she really did. She hated being in this situation, hated lying to her friends. But she also hated the thought of not being with Draco. He was her life now. She felt herself falling for him fast. And she knew he felt the same way. She honestly did not know how this was going to work out. No one could know. And if anyone did, Hermione knew both her and Draco would be in danger. She knew they had to be careful. She remembered Mrs Weasley's talk at the start of the term, and laughed to herself. She could not have disobeyed the order even more then she'd already done.

She sighed and stood up, knowing she should go to the hall and face her best friends. The ones she was betraying, lying to.

She went to the hall, and found that Ron was back. Suddenly feeling very nervous, she got into a seat next to Ginny.

"Hey 'Mione!" Harry said.

"Hey Harry, Ginny. Ron..." Hermione trailed off, looking nervously at him.

He looked at her. "Why are you even bothering to talk to me? Are you just trying to hurt me even more then you already have?" He said angrily.

"What? Of coarse not!" Hermione was taken aback.

"Well don't talk to me then."
"What? But Ron, I want us to be friends! Just because we aren't together anymore doesn't mean I don't love you as a friend."

"DON'T." Ron stood up, looking furious now, his face a dark red colour.

"W,what?"

"Don't say that word. Ever. You don't love me. You never did. Don't you dare even try to pretend."

"ARE YOU STUPID? Of coarse I loved you, I still do! Feelings change, Ronald, if you would just hurry and grow up, maybe you'd understand that!" Hermione snapped.

"That's just bullshit. No, I do not wanna be friend anymore. Never again. Just stay the hell outta my life." He snarled, and walked out of the hall.

"'Mione-" Harry started to say as Ginny took her hand.

"N,no! Just leave me. I wanna be alone." Hermione sobbed, tears pouring fast down her face now. She stood up and ran out of the hall, down to the dungeons.

How could he be like this? "I must've hurt him so bad..." Hermione thought, desperately trying to stop the tears falling.

"Hermione?"

She jumped as she felt someone touch her arm, whispering her name. She looked at Draco, opening her mouth, but as she was about to respond, Slughorn appeared.

"Ahh both the two heads early! Isn't that good!" He beamed.

Hermione swallowed and forced a smile, tearing her gaze away from Draco's. "Yes. Yes it is."

The lesson went slow, this time they were reading from their textbooks, which Hermione normally loved to do. But she just couldn't find the enthusiasm to read. She felt terrible. Ron hadn't turned up to the lesson, and she kept seeing the hurt and angry expression on his face as he shouted at her. She looked at Draco sat next to her, taking notes. He'd been instructed to sit next to her by Slughorn, probably on McGonagall's orders. He must've noticed her staring, as he looked at her, giving her a small, secretive smile. She looked away, back down at her book. She felt scared, Ron's behaviour had obviously brought her to light at what was happening. What was going to happen if everyone found out?

Hermione felt something nudge her arm slightly, waking her up from her daydream. She looked Draco, who was staring at her. He motioned to the desk and she saw a folded up piece of parchment. She opened it.

I saw what happened at breakfast. Are you okay? I'm worried. Draco x

She looked at Draco, feeling tears well up, but angrily blinking them away. She nodded, mouthing, "I'll talk to you later."

He nodded his head, quickly but gently squeezing her hand. She gave him a small smile, and turned back to her book. Even though what was happening between her and Draco was wrong, she felt weak when she saw him, every little look or touch just gave her butterflies. And Hermione loved this feeling.

Awwww Dramione :') HOW I WISH THEY WERE TOGETHER REALLY! : anyway, hope you enjoyed and pleaseeee remember to review! :) oh and also im sorry if there's a lot of mistakes in this chapter I'm really tired and a little ill at the moment. Also, I wanna know if you think I'm making this go to fast? And if you want a sad or happy ending? Not that the end is near or anything, I'd just like to know. Review or pm me and let me know! Thankyouuu I love you all :) xxx