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Qtmonki133 · 05-29-2005, 01:56 AM

Draco and Hermione find love, but it won't last if Harry, Ron, and Ginny have anything to say about it!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own the whole Harry Potter idea and characters and all that.

Ok this is the first part tell me what you think!!!
Chapter 1

As Hermione dashed through the platform to the Hogwarts’ train, her suitcase bumping against her legs as she ran, she thought, I can’t miss the train, I’m Head Girl! I’ll end up driving a flying car to Hogwarts like Harry and Ron did in 2nd year… please don’t let me miss it!

But Hermione wasn’t the only one running for the train. Draco Malfoy, who never disgraced himself by running in public, was late and also couldn’t miss the train. He had three large suitcases and was attempting to carry them all by himself, which wasn’t working out as well as he had hoped.

Hermione saw Malfoy running ahead, and decided she was going to beat him to the train. Urging her legs to run faster, she sprinted ahead. Man, she thought, he even looks good running for a train!

There’s Granger, trying to catch up to me, Draco thought. Well, it isn’t going to happen. Draco tried to run faster, but his three suitcases caused him to fall. Lying sprawled on the ground, Draco saw Hermione run past him. Yeah, that’s right, he thought, just leave me here.

Hermione saw Draco fall and found it extremely amusing. To see the high and mighty Malfoy sprawled on the ground, dirty and tired, with three suitcases around him was just too much. Hermione started snorting with laughter. But as she ran by him and saw the defeated look on his face, Hermione decided it wasn’t right. She stopped and retraced her steps back to his side.

“Are you alright?” she asked. Draco looked up into her chocolate brown eyes and almost, for one instant, believed she meant it. “Why do you care?” he asked, standing up and gathering his suitcases. “Well, you don’t look too good,” Hermione said, at the same time thinking, No, he doesn’t look good, he looks gorgeous.

“I think I’ll live. I’m not that vain that I have to look perfect every waking moment,” Malfoy said. Hermione snorted. “What, you don’t believe me?” “No, I don’t.” “Well, I’ll just..”

He looked up. The train had left. He and Hermione were the only ones on the platform.

Chapter 2

“What do we do now?” Hermione sighed. “You’re the one who knows everything, Granger, you tell me.” “We should probably send an owl to Hogwarts,” Hermione said. “Granger, do I have a bird cage with me? No! How are we going to get an owl on a deserted platform?!” Malfoy yelled. “I don’t know, I was just thinking!” Hermione yelled back.

“Ok, we can’t just start yelling, or we’ll never get to school.” Malfoy looked around the platform. “We could walk and follow the tracks.” “If we want to get there by Christmas!” Hermione glared at him. “It takes 6 hours to get there by train; can you imagine how long it would take to walk?” “Well, do you have one of those..” Malfoy made gestures with his hands. “Those things that you talk into and someone else can hear you?” “Oh, telephones?” Hermione laughed. Of course Malfoy wouldn’t know what a phone was, but it was very funny to see him playing charades. “No, I don’t have one, and neither does Hogwarts.”

“Then how do we get there?!” Malfoy groaned. “I have absolutely no idea,” Hermione replied, sitting on her suitcase. “Do you think they’d realize that we weren’t there and they’d send someone looking for us?” “Well, they’d definitely come looking for the Head Boy.” Malfoy smirked. “Well, guess what,” Hermione smirked back, “you’re looking at the Head Girl.” “You’ve got to be kidding me!” Malfoy sat on his suitcase and hung back his head. “Of all the girls in our school, it had to be you!”
“I have the best grade average in this school, Malfoy, who did you expect? Pansy Parkinson?” “Oh no, she’d be worse,” Malfoy shuddered. “She’s totally obsessed with me and I don’t like her. Actually, I hate her!”

“How nice of you,” Hermione looked around. Maybe we could go back through the platform and call my parents on a public phone. They might have an idea, or they could at least come and pick us up.” “Oh great, more muggles,” Malfoy sighed and stood up. “That’s the best idea we’ve had so far, so let’s go with it.”

“My mom is coming to pick us up,” Hermione informed Draco after hanging up the public phone. “Whatever.” “Ok.” The two stood against the wall for a minute, glancing at each other every so often but never at the same time. “So…” Hermione said. “Anyways…” They looked at each other. “We should probably, uh, go out in front of the station.” “Yeah, good thinking.” Picking up their bags, Malfoy offered, “Do you want me to carry your bag for you?” “You have enough trouble with your own bags, silly. What is it you have in there, hair products?” Hermione looked at the black bags with DM painted on them in green. “No, it’s a lot of robes.” “We get laundry done every week, how many do you need?” “I have a lot of dress robes, too.” “We don’t have that many dances; you only really need one pair.” “Just drop the subject, ok?!” “Alright!” Malfoy didn’t want to tell her that they really were full of hair products.

Qtmonki133 · 05-29-2005, 11:23 PM

No one's replied so I guess I'll just post more...

Chapter 3

When he arrived at the Granger’s house, he looked around, taking in his surroundings. “How long am I going to have to stay here?” he asked. “Until we get to school,” Hermione replied, starting up the stairs. “Come on, I’ll show you your room.”

Hermione opened a door into a medium sized room painted light blue with one window that had white frilly curtains, a pale green rug, a twin sized bed with a white coverlet, and a closet full of old dresses. “Uh…” was all Malfoy could say. “Sorry, this is the only spare room.” “We could trade rooms,” Malfoy suggested. “Mine is pink.” “Ah, never mind. This one will do just fine.”

When Malfoy woke up, he dragged himself out of bed and down the stairs into the kitchen. “Granger?” he called, wanting to know when breakfast was. He looked all around for her when he found her watching the sunrise out in the back garden.

“Good morning, Draco,” Hermione smiled up at him. “Who are you and what have you done with Granger?” Draco stared at her as though she had two heads. “What’s the matter?” “You called me Draco!” “So?” “So you always call me Malfoy!” “I’ve decided I like Draco better.” Hermione went back to staring at the sky, and Malfoy joined her on the bench. They were both still in their pajamas, Hermione with short-shorts and a sports bra, Malfoy with boxers.

“Do you, uh, know when we can get to school?” Malfoy asked, not looking at her. “No, I haven’t heard back from Dumbledore yet.” “Did you get an owl?” “Yes.” “Oh.” There was an awkward silence. Draco moved a little closer to Hermione. “Are you a little cold?” “Not really.” “Oh.” Another silence. “Hermione, I…” “Yeah?” “Never mind.” “No, tell me!” “No, really, it’s not important.” “Yes it is, I hate when people don’t tell me things!” “Trust me, I’ll tell you! Just…not now.” Draco got up from the bench and left Hermione sitting confused on the bench. What Hermione didn’t know was that Draco was finding her to be a much different person than he thought, and he actually liked her. As more than a friend.

Chapter 4

After they got back to school, it was announced there would be a welcome back dance on September 31st. “Well, Malfoy will get a chance to wear his dress robes now,” Hermione thought, glancing over at him. Why does he have to be so hot? She asked herself, watching him flirt with a Slytherin girl. What if he flirted with me? She wondered. What if he kissed me? Would I kiss him back? Would I let him kiss me at all? Would I let him hold me? What if…stop! She told herself. That isn’t going to happen anyway. But she couldn’t lie to herself. Ever since that morning at her house when Malfoy had said that he would tell her later, she had been wondering if he was going to say he liked her. Because she couldn’t deny it any longer. She liked him. She always had. She never said anything because of Ron and Harry’s hatred toward him. I want that all to change, she thought. Little did she know that so did Draco. They had been avoiding each other in their common room and in their classes for two weeks, and Hermione was near the bursting point. I have to talk to him soon, she thought. Otherwise, I might explode.

In potions that day, Draco’s table was near Hermione’s, and he passed a slip of parchment to her. Opening it up, she read it and almost shrieked. A large grin grew on her face. She scribbled ‘yes’ on the parchment and was about to give it back when Professor Snape saw her.

“Miss Granger, can you answer two questions for me? One, what do you find so joyful about frog’s intestines, and second, what does that note say?” Hermione’s face grew very pink. “I…” “Just bring up the note and possibly we will see what you are so happy about.” Hermione brought up the note and watched Snape read it. A smirk grew on his face, while Malfoy’s jaw clenched in anger.

“Well, everyone, it seems Miss Granger now has a date for the dance.” The Slytherins laughed. But not Malfoy. His face was getting redder by the second. “Anyone foolish enough to ask a know-it-all to the dance does not deserve to be a wizard.”

“So I shouldn’t be a wizard?” Malfoy stood up and everyone gasped. Hermione smiled. “I’ve tormented Hermione and her friends for 6 years now and she is still willing to go to the dance with me.” “That just shows that Miss Granger is not as smart as she says she is.” “That’s not true!” Malfoy took a step forward. “She’s smarter than anyone here. She should be teaching this class!” The classroom grew dead silent and the smile faded off of Hermione’s face.

“Detention for both of you tonight. Report to my office at 7 o’clock.” The class resumed talking and as Hermione came back to her seat, Draco touched her shoulder and whispered in her ear, “Meet me by the greenhouses at 5.” Hermione nodded and sat down. Harry and Ron stared at her like she had 3 heads.

padfoot_88 · 05-31-2005, 09:11 AM

Great start! Can't wait for more.
Shan

devileangle612 · 06-01-2005, 12:25 AM

that was great post more soon! it comeing along cant wait till the next post!

Qtmonki133 · 06-02-2005, 10:52 PM

Thanks!!! Here's more:

Chapter 3

When he arrived at the Granger’s house, he looked around, taking in his surroundings. “How long am I going to have to stay here?” he asked. “Until we get to school,” Hermione replied, starting up the stairs. “Come on, I’ll show you your room.”

Hermione opened a door into a medium sized room painted light blue with one window that had white frilly curtains, a pale green rug, a twin sized bed with a white coverlet, and a closet full of old dresses. “Uh…” was all Malfoy could say. “Sorry, this is the only spare room.” “We could trade rooms,” Malfoy suggested. “Mine is pink.” “Ah, never mind. This one will do just fine.”

When Malfoy woke up, he dragged himself out of bed and down the stairs into the kitchen. “Granger?” he called, wanting to know when breakfast was. He looked all around for her when he found her watching the sunrise out in the back garden.

“Good morning, Draco,” Hermione smiled up at him. “Who are you and what have you done with Granger?” Draco stared at her as though she had two heads. “What’s the matter?” “You called me Draco!” “So?” “So you always call me Malfoy!” “I’ve decided I like Draco better.” Hermione went back to staring at the sky, and Malfoy joined her on the bench. They were both still in their pajamas, Hermione with short-shorts and a sports bra, Malfoy with boxers.

“Do you, uh, know when we can get to school?” Malfoy asked, not looking at her. “No, I haven’t heard back from Dumbledore yet.” “Did you get an owl?” “Yes.” “Oh.” There was an awkward silence. Draco moved a little closer to Hermione. “Are you a little cold?” “Not really.” “Oh.” Another silence. “Hermione, I…” “Yeah?” “Never mind.” “No, tell me!” “No, really, it’s not important.” “Yes it is, I hate when people don’t tell me things!” “Trust me, I’ll tell you! Just…not now.” Draco got up from the bench and left Hermione sitting confused on the bench. What Hermione didn’t know was that Draco was finding her to be a much different person than he thought, and he actually liked her. As more than a friend.

Chapter 4

After they got back to school, it was announced there would be a welcome back dance on September 31st. “Well, Malfoy will get a chance to wear his dress robes now,” Hermione thought, glancing over at him. Why does he have to be so hot? She asked herself, watching him flirt with a Slytherin girl. What if he flirted with me? She wondered. What if he kissed me? Would I kiss him back? Would I let him kiss me at all? Would I let him hold me? What if…stop! She told herself. That isn’t going to happen anyway. But she couldn’t lie to herself. Ever since that morning at her house when Malfoy had said that he would tell her later, she had been wondering if he was going to say he liked her. Because she couldn’t deny it any longer. She liked him. She always had. She never said anything because of Ron and Harry’s hatred toward him. I want that all to change, she thought. Little did she know that so did Draco. They had been avoiding each other in their common room and in their classes for two weeks, and Hermione was near the bursting point. I have to talk to him soon, she thought. Otherwise, I might explode.

In potions that day, Draco’s table was near Hermione’s, and he passed a slip of parchment to her. Opening it up, she read it and almost shrieked. A large grin grew on her face. She scribbled ‘yes’ on the parchment and was about to give it back when Professor Snape saw her.

“Miss Granger, can you answer two questions for me? One, what do you find so joyful about frog’s intestines, and second, what does that note say?” Hermione’s face grew very pink. “I…” “Just bring up the note and possibly we will see what you are so happy about.” Hermione brought up the note and watched Snape read it. A smirk grew on his face, while Malfoy’s jaw clenched in anger.

“Well, everyone, it seems Miss Granger now has a date for the dance.” The Slytherins laughed. But not Malfoy. His face was getting redder by the second. “Anyone foolish enough to ask a know-it-all to the dance does not deserve to be a wizard.”

“So I shouldn’t be a wizard?” Malfoy stood up and everyone gasped. Hermione smiled. “I’ve tormented Hermione and her friends for 6 years now and she is still willing to go to the dance with me.” “That just shows that Miss Granger is not as smart as she says she is.” “That’s not true!” Malfoy took a step forward. “She’s smarter than anyone here. She should be teaching this class!” The classroom grew dead silent and the smile faded off of Hermione’s face.

“Detention for both of you tonight. Report to my office at 7 o’clock.” The class resumed talking and as Hermione came back to her seat, Draco touched her shoulder and whispered in her ear, “Meet me by the greenhouses at 5.” Hermione nodded and sat down. Harry and Ron stared at her like she had 3 heads.

dracosmine** · 06-06-2005, 06:26 PM

New reader!!! i love it. I really do. I am a big fan of Draco and Hermione fan fics. But just to tell you. The post that you posted, right above mine, it is the same one above padfoot 88. Just wanted to tell you and to keep up the good work. HOpe you post more soon!!

Qtmonki133 · 06-08-2005, 01:44 AM

Haha sorry I posted the same thing twice! I didn't even realize it! Lol I'll post what I should have posted before AND what I'm supposed to post now.

Chapter 5

At 4:45, Hermione left the common room and went down three flights of stairs, out the front door, and walked over to the green houses. “Malfoy?” she whispered, looking around the corner. She felt something grab her arm and as she turned around to scream, a hand covered her mouth, muffling the sound.

“Shh!” Malfoy whispered, “Do you want the whole school to know we are out here?” “Draco, why couldn’t we just meet in our common room?” “I like it outside better. C’mon.” Draco took her hand and led her down to the lake, sitting down under a large tree. Hermione stood and watched him.

“Well, come on, sit down.” Malfoy patted the ground next to him and Hermione sat. “Why did you want me to meet you?” Hermione stared at the lake, not at him. “Are you asking the lake?” Malfoy joked, cupping her chin with his hand and turning her head toward him. “I’m here, not in there.” “Sorry.”

There was a moment of silence. “I asked you because I wanted to apologize for getting us in trouble. And to say I’m really happy you’re going to the dance with me.” Hermione nodded. “But what will I wear?!” she moaned, pretending to be distressed. Draco laughed. “We can go down to Hogsmeade and find something if you want.” “Ok.”

“I really like you, Hermione,” Draco said, taking her hand in his. “You must, if you were willing to stand up to Snape,” Hermione laughed. So did Draco. “I’ve wanted to do that since 2nd year, believe me,” Draco looked out to the lake, then back at Hermione. Hermione looked up at Draco and said, “I really like you, too, Draco.”

Chapter 6

The next morning, Hermione woke up to find Draco searching hysterically around her room. “Wha…?” “I’ve lost it!” “Lost what?” Hermione sat up and rubbed her eyes. “My badge! My Head Boy badge!” Draco began to search through her school bag. “Relax, Draco,” Hermione said, lying back down. “How can I relax? I never lose anything!” “Except your brain,” Hermione looked over at him. “You put it in your school bag last night so you wouldn’t forget it, and now look what happened.” Draco looked up from his searching. “Oh my God, you’re right!” he dashed down the stairs, emptied out his school bag, and found it sitting on top of his Potions book. “You’re a genius, Hermione!” Draco raced back up the stairs to thank her. “What have I been telling you all these years?” Hermione smiled. “Never underestimate the powers of moi.” “I won’t again, believe me.” Draco leaned over the bed and kissed her forehead. “What was that for?” Hermione asked, sitting up. “For helping me out.” Draco gave her one of his heart-melting grins and headed out of her room. Hermione sighed and lay back, sinking into her pillows.
Chapter 7
The night of the dance arrived. Hermione and Draco had gone to Hogsmeade and found the perfect dress, a sky blue silk strapless one with silver sparkly stars all over it. “Wow,” was all Malfoy could say when she came down her staircase. She also had on sky blue eye shadow, mascara and a little eyeliner, and her hair was curled with silver ribbons in it. “Do you like it?” Hermione did a mock model walk and a twirl. “You look beautiful.” “You don’t look so bad yourself!” Hermione noticed his tux and hair, not to mention his beautiful gray eyes. “Why, thank you,” Malfoy grinned. “That looks even better,” Hermione said. “Should I smile throughout the whole dance?” Malfoy laughed. “As long as your cheeks don’t hurt!” “They do already,” Malfoy complained, leading her out of the common room. “I’m sure you’ll get over it,” Hermione laughed, giving him a peck on the cheek. We’ve never full out kissed, just a peck on the cheek or the forehead, Hermione thought. Why haven’t I kissed her yet? Draco thought. I’ll do it tonight, he decided.

“Do you want to dance?” Malfoy asked. “Sure,” Hermione replied, taking his hand and leading him out onto the dance floor. As they danced, Hermione leaned her head against his shoulder (her heels made her much taller), and Malfoy rested his cheek against her head. Can we stay like this forever? Hermione thought.

But the dance ended, and Draco led Hermione out into the garden next to the school. They sat down on a bench facing a waterfall, and Draco took Hermione’s hand. As she leaned her head against his shoulder, Hermione said to Draco, “I’m really glad you asked me to come with you.” Draco swallowed and said, “Hermione, will you be my girlfriend?” Hermione sat up straight and said, “Yes!” “Good,” Draco said, looking into her eyes. Then, leaning his head down, he kissed her.

Hermione was caught by surprise, but that did not stop her from kissing him back. I’ve dreamt about this so many times and its coming true, Hermione thought as many feelings and sensations filled up inside her. Running her fingers through his hair, Hermione thought of how his lips felt on hers, how soft and gentle they were, yet seeming to know exactly what she wanted. Malfoy increased pressure, and his hand slid up her side. Hermione moved closer to him as his tongue found its way into her mouth.

Malfoy was amazed. Wow, he thought, this is way different than kissing any other girl, and I’ve kissed a lot. Her skin was so soft, and her hair so silky. Her lips were full and soft and she was a magnificent kisser. Why didn’t I kiss her sooner? Malfoy asked himself.

Finally Hermione pulled back with much difficulty. “This isn’t the place for anything that is going to happen,” she told him. “No,” he agreed, “but I know a place that is.” Putting his arm around her, Draco led her back into the castle and up to their common room.

Sitting down on the couch, Draco pulled Hermione onto his lap and they picked up where they left off. Draco said when they came up for air, “The portrait hole is locked, right?” “Yeah,” Hermione replied, kissing him. “Good.” Draco kissed her again, his hands sliding up her skirt. He continued past her hips and up her back to the clip on her bra, which he unhooked. Hermione pulled her arms out of the sleeves of her dress and shook off her bra, leaving her breasts exposed. Hermione shivered from not having her upper body clothed, but Draco felt the shiver and pulled her closer to him. She wasn’t cold anymore.

Draco shifted so Hermione was lying on the couch with him beside her. There wasn’t much room, but they didn’t mind the closeness at all. Hermione began to unbutton Draco’s shirt and slip it off. When she was done, Draco started kissing her chest instead, while Hermione ran her fingers through his hair. Why didn’t I kiss him sooner? She asked herself.

Finally Draco returned to her lips, and Hermione shrugged off her dress that was hanging around her hips. While Hermione was taking off her shoes, Draco unzippered his pants, the two of them still connected at the lips. Draco discarded his pants onto the floor, and off came his shoes and socks, also.

Their hands sliding over each other’s bodies, Hermione realized how close they were to having sex. The thought scared her.

“Draco,” she said in between kisses. “Yeah?” Draco began sliding his hands up and down her sides. “We’re not having sex.” “I wasn’t planning on it.” “But it looks like it’s going to happen.” “It won’t. Trust me.” “Ok.”

They finally fell asleep in each other’s arms on the couch, a blanket pulled over them and the fire roaring in the fireplace.
Chapter 8

Hermione woke up to find Draco stroking her hair and watching her sleep. It was still dark outside and the fire was almost out. “Good morning,” Hermione said, rolling over onto her back. “Good morning,” Draco whispered, giving her a kiss. Hermione almost smiled she was so happy. Instead she erupted into a fit of giggles as a funny thought struck her.

Malfoy pulled back. “What’s so hilarious?” Hermione almost fell off the couch from laughing. “Remember,” she gasped for air, “in third year,” more gasping, “when I slapped you?” Malfoy frowned. “Yeah, that hurt!” Malfoy rubbed his cheek which made Hermione laugh even harder. Draco chuckled.

Finally Hermione calmed down and looked out the window. “Hey, the sun’s rising!” “Yeah,” Malfoy looked out the window, too. They looked back at each other and no further words were needed. They grabbed their clothes, thrust them on, and ran out of the common room and down the halls. They walked out of the front doors giggling and holding hands and stopped underneath a tree by the lake. The sun was coming up on the opposite bank and was reflecting in the water.

They settled down in each other’s arms leaning against the tree and watched the sunrise. “You know, it was that sunrise at your house when I first figured out I liked you,” Draco said, slipping his arm around her waist. “Ditto,” Hermione said, snuggling closer to him. Hermione sighed. “I wish I still had my time turner.” “What?” Draco looked at her sharply. “Oh, sorry, you don’t know about that.” Hermione looked up at him. “In 3rd year I had a lot of classes and a lot of them were at the same times, so McGonagall gave me a time turner so I could get to all of them, and it ended up coming in handy later.” Hermione looked into his gray eyes. “I just wish I had it now so I could maybe figure out a way to freeze time.” To her surprise, Draco’s eyes turned blue. “Whoa!” “What?” Draco looked around. “Your eyes!” Hermione gasped. “What about them?” “They turned blue!” Draco frowned. “But they are gray.” “I know, but they turned blue, and now they are-“Hermione looked, “gray again.”

Hermione had an idea. She suddenly pulled Draco’s head down into a kiss, a very passionate one. Pulling his head back, she looked into his eyes. They were blue.

“Your eyes are blue again!” “You can’t be serious.” “I’m dead serious.” “So what, it just happens after I look at you or kiss you?” “I guess.” Hermione looked up at him. “I like it.”

“I think it’s freaky. But if you like it, I don’t think I mind it so much.” Draco smiled, and Hermione’s heart almost melted.

aiangel327 · 06-08-2005, 02:07 AM

I like it! I love Draco/Hermoine fanfics! keep up the great work!

dracosmine** · 06-08-2005, 02:57 PM

man that was great!!!! please post more and keep up the good work!!

Qtmonki133 · 06-10-2005, 12:10 AM

Thanks for the comments! Here's a flower for you

and another post!

Chapter 9

Skipping down to lunch later that day, Hermione felt so happy she thought her heart would burst. But as she rounded the corner into the Great Hall and saw Harry and Ron waiting for her with disgust on their faces, her stomach dropped. She turned and walked back around the corner.

She ran down the hall, down two staircases, down another hall and ended up outside the Slytherin common room. “Oh, Draco, please be here,” she whispered to herself, staring at the door. The door started to open, and she hid behind a statue. But when a head with white-blond hair appeared, she threw herself into Draco.

Draco was surprised, but not so much that he couldn’t comfort Hermione. “What’s wrong?” he asked, pulling her into a tighter hug.

“Harry and Ron,” Hermione found tears were coming out of her eyes. “They were waiting for me outside the Great Hall and I could just tell they knew, Draco, they know about us. And I’m scared.” Hermione buried her face in Draco’s chest once more, and Draco realized what would happen if anyone from his house found them like this. Hermione found herself being dragged behind the same statue she had jumped out from behind.

“They’re your friends, can’t you just tell them?” Draco knelt down in front of her, and Hermione sat on his knee.

“You know how much they hate you!” Hermione found Draco’s hand through her blurred vision and held it tightly in her own. “They wouldn’t even give you a chance. Then where would I be?”

“With me,” Draco said, sitting and pulling her onto his lap.
“But Harry and Ron and I have been through so much!” Hermione cried even harder.
“And those are great memories. But if they can’t accept the way you feel, then are they truly your friends, Hermione?”
Hermione wiped the tears from her eyes. “Thanks,” she said, giving him a hug and kiss.
“Ready to go face them together?” Draco asked.
“Yes.”

Chapter 10

Draco and Hermione walked back to the Great Hall, hand in hand, heads held high. It felt as though they were walking to their doom, and when they saw Harry and Ron’s faces, they knew this would be a real battle.

“Hermione, what are you doing?!” Ron stepped forward and tried to break their hands apart while Harry watched. Hermione shoved Ron.

Ron looked as though she had slapped him. “Hermione, do you know what you’re getting into?” Harry asked, glaring at Malfoy.

“You mean what I’m already in?” Hermione glared at Ron. “Why is this a problem? Why can’t you guys just put your differences aside?”

“Because it’s him!” Ron burst out angrily. “That ferret who thinks he has a right to do whatever he wants!” Malfoy didn’t reply to Ron’s challenge.

“You don’t deserve her,” Harry stepped toward Malfoy menacingly.

“Do you think you do?” Malfoy also stepped forward, his hand still in Hermione’s.

“THIS IS SO STUPID!” Hermione burst out. “Harry, Ron, it’s MY decision who I date, NOT YOURS! So stop trying to control MY life and be a little more concerned with YOURS! I know you guys and Draco haven’t had the best times together, but can’t you just PLEASE try to GET ALONG for MY SAKE?!”

Harry and Ron had been backing away throughout this whole outburst, while Draco looked at Hermione with respect and a little fear, too. “GOD, WHY can’t every one just THINK ABOUT THEMSELVES and not WORRY or CARE about EVERYONE ELSE?! AND U GUYS ESPECIALLY! You KNOW your grades are HORRIBLE, WHY don’t you STUDY more instead of FOLLOWING ME around and CARING so much WHAT I DO?!”

Harry didn’t know much at that moment, but he did know one thing: he was scared. Very scared. And by the look on Ron’s face, he was terrified. “Um, Hermione, we weren’t following you, we just wanted to talk to you-“

“YA RIGHT!” Hermione’s face was extremely red from a lot of shouting and not a lot of air. “YOU WERE GOING TO TRY AND MAKE ME FEEL GUILTY BY SAYING YOU DIDN’T SEE A LOT OF ME ANYMORE AND TRY AND GET ME TO STOP SEEING DRACO!” Ron and Harry exchanged guilty glances. “I KNEW IT! JUST GO BEFORE I REALLY GET MAD!” Harry and Ron turned and fled.

“Wow,” Draco said when Hermione’s face had returned to its normal color, “I’ll remember never to get on your bad side.” Hermione smiled.

aiangel327 · 06-10-2005, 12:38 AM

Great post! I like your descriptions. keep up the great work!

dracosmine** · 06-10-2005, 05:41 PM

thats really good. Please post more soon!!

Qtmonki133 · 06-14-2005, 12:42 AM

Thanks for the support!

Chapter 11

Cuddled up with Draco in front of the fireplace, Hermione could almost fall asleep on the spot, she was so emotionally drained. She would have gone upstairs to her bed hours ago, but she couldn’t find the strength to stand.

“Draco?”
“Yeah?”
“Will you carry me up to my bed?”
“Are you suggesting something?”
“Draco, I’m so tired I can’t even do my homework.”
“I’ve never seen you this tired, then.”
“Exactly my point. I need sleep.”
“Well before I carry you up I need a kiss.”
“Ok.” Hermione gave him a peck on the cheek.
“No, not that kind of kiss.” Hermione laughed and pulled his head down for a passionate one.
“Better?”
“Yes, very.”
“Now will you carry me?”
“Ok, but I expect another kiss as a reward, and not some little kiss either.”
“Alright.”
Draco picked her up and carried her up the stairs. Hermione could feel the muscles through his shirt, and she liked feeling as light as a feather to him.
“There you go,” Draco said, depositing her on her bed and bending down to steal a kiss from her full lips. When he drew away, Hermione pulled his head back. As his lips explored hers, Hermione’s hands explored his upper body. She could feel his muscles and liked how strong he was. Draco lay down next to her on the bed and drew her into his arms. Eventually the kissing ceased and they both fell asleep.
Harry, in the corner in his invisibility cloak, turned and left.

Chapter 12

Harry burst into the Gryffindor Common room and sprinted up the stairs to his and Ron’s room. He roughly pushed open the door, exclaiming to Ron “It was sickening to watch!” Ron looked up from his Quidditch magazine. “How sickening?” Harry flopped down on his bed. “On a scale of one to ten?” Ron nodded. “100.”
Ron started to get his pajamas on. “Well they’re together now, what do you expect them to do? Sit and play chess?”
“I don’t know. I just didn’t expect them to be so…” He sighed. “In love.” Ron stopped and looked at him. “Harry, if you really still like Hermione you have to tell her.” Harry sat up. “But she’s with…Malfoy.” He shuddered. “Why anyone would want to be with him is beyond me.”
“You know how many girls follow Malfoy around and would do anything just to get a look from him?” Ron looked disgusted. “Ginny for one…”
“Hey, I thought she liked me!” Harry started to get his pajamas.
Ron climbed into bed. “She did, but you kind of made it clear you didn’t like her.”
Harry dropped his pajama bottoms with an expression of brilliance on his face. “Do you think if I asked her out she would still say yes?”
Ron looked at him curiously. “Um, probably mate. But why?”
Harry grinned. “I have a great idea that I need her help with.”

dracosmine** · 06-15-2005, 05:28 PM

That is great!!! i think i know what is going to happen. they are going to make Hermione feel bad. Ohhhh thoes evil gits. If she likes Draco then just leave her be. Its her mind not her. if they really....!!!! sorry, i get carried away sometimes. Can't wiat for the next post. to find out what happenes next!!!

Qtmonki133 · 06-16-2005, 07:44 PM

Nice prediction! Lol not quite what is going to happen though...
Chapter 13

Harry raced down to breakfast the next morning looking as good as he could with his untamable hair. He sprinted to the open seat next to Ginny and sat down. “Ginny,” he said, as she stopped eating her toast and looked at him, “I have a business proposition for you.”
“I’m listening”
“You like Malfoy, right?”
Ginny blushed. “Yes.”
“And I like Hermione.”
“Really?”
“Yes. But Hermione is going out with Malfoy.”
Ginny scowled. “I know.”
“Ok, here’s my idea: We pretend to go out, make them jealous, they’ll break up, I’ll get Hermione and you’ll get Malfoy.”
Ginny thought for a minute. “What if it doesn’t work?”
Harry sighed. “That’s the thinking that won’t make it work!”
Ginny smiled and said “Ok.” Then she went back to eating her toast while Harry walked away as though nothing had happened.
*meanwhile*
Hermione woke up in Draco’s arms and sighed contentedly. She brushed a piece of his hair off his forehead, then buried her head in his neck where she could smell his cologne. She breathed in and the smell of his cologne filled her nose, leaving her wishing he would wake up and kiss her.
Draco rolled over and sighed, opening his eyes. Hermione smiled. “Good morning.” Draco looked over at her and grinned. “Hello.” He kissed her, rolling back over so he was holding her again. When he pulled away, Hermione pulled his head back for more. Draco finally pulled back, saying “We have to get down to breakfast.”
Hermione nodded and climbed out of bed. “I have to take a shower,” she said, heading for the bathroom with towel in hand. “I’ll come with you,” Draco offered, slipping his hand around her waist. “I’ll get it done much faster if you’re not there with me,” she grinned, pulling out of his grasp. “Maybe later though…” she smiled. Draco grinned back and headed to his own bathroom to take a shower.

When Draco and Hermione finally got down to breakfast, everyone was getting up and leaving the Great Hall after finishing their meal. Ginny and Harry walked by Draco and Hermione, Harry with his arm around Ginny’s shoulders. Hermione glanced at them, thinking “Harry and Ginny are finally together! After all these years! Oh, I’m so happy for them!” Draco noticed them, but didn’t saying anything, thinking “I thought I heard that Ginny liked me…Oh well. I have Hermione now.” Ginny and Harry both thought as they walked by, “Look casual, look in love, look like you don’t care.”

When Harry and Ginny got out of view of Draco and Hermione, they quickly
let go of each other. Harry watched Draco’s retreating back, thinking of all the reasons he hated him. Ginny watched Hermione’s hair bob up and down as she walked, imagining what it would be like to be Draco’s girlfriend.

I would have posted chapter 14 too, but its really long so that'll be the next post!

dracosmine** · 06-16-2005, 08:49 PM

Well i kind of got it right. they are trying to make them jelous. kind of?? oh well its gerat and post more soon!!

Qtmonki133 · 06-18-2005, 08:20 PM

Yeah, basically theyre trying to make them jealous. Here's the showdown:

Chapter 14

Later in the day, Harry found Ginny in the hallway and told her to meet him in the astronomy tower at eight o’clock that night. Ginny was eager to find out why, but Harry told her it was a surprise. Ginny went to all her classes, but couldn’t think of anything but what Harry could possibly want with her in the astronomy tower.

Harry passed Hermione a note during Potions that said, “Hey, can you help me with this homework later? Meet me in the astronomy tower at 8:15.” Hermione showed the note to Draco when he asked, and Draco wanted to come along and join the study group. Hermione was about to ask Harry when the class ended and everyone went their separate ways to go to other classes.

*7:45*

Harry hurried up the stairs to the astronomy tower, going over the plan in his head.

Ginny came from a detention from Professor McGonagall, hurrying along the corridor.

When they finally met at the room at the top of the astronomy tower, they both blushed at the fact that they were hurrying to meet one another. Harry grabbed Ginny’s hand and pulled her inside, shutting the door behind them.

“Harry, what are we doing here?”
“I have a plan.”
“Want to tell me what it is?”
“Ok, Hermione is meeting me here to help me with my potions homework, or so she thinks. What will really happen is she’ll walk in on us making out.”
“And that will help how?”
“She’ll get jealous that I’m kissing you instead of her.”
“Oh so then she’ll break up with Draco and go out with you, and I’ll get to go out with Draco!”
“Exactly.”

Harry pulled Ginny over to a window seat and sat down. She sat down next to him, anxiously fidgeting with her shirt hem.
“So we uh…”
“Should we…?”
“Um, yeah…”
They were both blushing and darting glances at one another, neither wanting to make the first move. Finally Harry decided that waiting was wasting time and so he leaned over and kissed her. Ginny was surprised, but soon lost all sense of time and where she was. All she knew was Harry, and that was all she cared about.

When Draco and Hermione walked in the door, Harry and Ginny were so caught up in each other they didn’t even notice until Draco cleared his throat loudly. Harry unglued himself from Ginny and looked up. Ginny blushed a deep crimson and looked away.

“Where we…interrupting something?” Draco asked.
“Oh no, we were just, um…studying.” Ginny stammered.
Draco raised his eyebrows. “And what subject might this be?”
Ginny blushed and looked away. Harry darted to her rescue. “Why are you here, Malfoy?”
Hermione took Draco’s hand, saying, “He’s here with me. What’s Ginny doing here?”
Harry put his arm around Ginny’s shoulders. “She’s with me.”

After an awkward moment of silence, Hermione said, “Oh, well, I’m very happy for you two. I knew you two would eventually end up together!” Ginny looked up. “Why do you say that?”

Hermione blushed. “Well, Ron and Harry are best friends, and you’re his younger sister, and so it’s like Harry’s formal initiation into the family.”

Ginny and Harry glared. “He’s considered part of the family anyway,” Ginny said, snuggling into Harry’s arms. “Right,” Hermione blushed.

Draco noticed that no one had any books with them for studying. “So, what are we supposed to be studying? I don’t know of any classes where books aren’t required.”

Hermione glanced up at him and then at Ginny and Harry. Realization flashed across her face. “I think we were brought here for another reason,” she said, looking at Harry.

Harry, avoiding her eye, said, “Yes well, Ginny and I-“ Ginny sharply elbowed him. “I,” he corrected, “wanted to talk to you.”

Hermione smiled. “Talk away.”

Harry took a deep breath and began talking. “Ok, so I’ve liked you pretty much since third year, Hermione. But I never said anything because I thought it would spoil our friendship and put Ron in an odd position. But when you started going out with-“ Harry glared at Malfoy, “-him, I had to say something. I mean, c’mon Hermione, this is the guy who tortured us all those years! This is the guy who’s father is one of my parents’ murder’s closest followers!”

Malfoy’s eyes flared up. “Just because my father has some problems as to where his loyalties lay doesn’t mean I do.”

Ginny looked up at him. “I know.” She smiled.

Hermione glanced from Ginny to Draco. “I know what’s going on here.”

Harry smiled. “You always were the clever one.”

“Ginny likes Draco, you like me, you guys staged this so we would get jealous and break up and I would go out with you and Ginny would go out with Draco and this has been planned for a while.” Hermione smiled triumphantly at the shocked looks on Harry and Ginny’s faces. “But,” she continued, “what you guys don’t realize is that silly crushes can’t separate Draco and I. Nice try, though.” And with that she walked out of the room, Draco following her.

milkshake342 · 06-18-2005, 08:49 PM

Hiya,New reader this is a great start to a fic,Please post more soon.
-Helen

:cheers:

GreatestSeeker143 · 06-18-2005, 09:35 PM

AMAZING!!! I luff it! PAMS!!!! It's kinda like my story too!!!!!

dracosmine** · 06-19-2005, 12:36 AM

Its really good. who ever knew that Ginny would get detention. Just someting that i noticed. Really good though. cant wait untill you post more!!

Qtmonki133 · 06-19-2005, 05:48 PM

Yeah, Ginny got detention. Probably for writing "Mrs. Draco Malfoy" all over her notebook during class...

Thanks for the comments by the way!

Here's where it gets interesting...
Chapter 15

“I can’t believe they would do that! Try to separate us because of their own selfish motives!” Draco was furious over this, and Hermione was trying to calm him down.

“But Draco, you know something as small as Harry’s crush on me wouldn’t take me away from you, right?” Hermione stopped him and looked up into his eyes.

Draco smiled. “Yeah, I know.” With that he picked her up, much to her surprise, and carried her all the way to their common rooms.

*meanwhile*

“Thanks for doing most of the talking, Harry,” Ginny sighed, “But I don’t think it did us much good.”

“Yeah,” Harry agreed, looking out over the balcony. Ginny came to join him.

“Do you think that we…” Harry trailed off, looking at Ginny.

“No.” Ginny didn’t look at Harry. “I’m sorry, but I like Draco. I can’t develop feelings for you like I almost did before when we were acting.”

“But I wasn’t acting!” Harry exclaimed, turning to face her.

Ginny sighed. “Once upon a time, I liked you, Harry. I know now that it was just a stupid crush. Nothing can happen between us. It would be like…kissing my brother. Because that’s what you are to me, Harry. My brother.”

Harry seized her shoulders. “Don’t lie to me. Don’t tell me you don’t feel the way about me that I feel about you!”

Ginny tried to struggle out of his grip, but he was too strong. “Harry, let go!”

“Ginny, I love you!” Harry’s eyes had a wild look to them that scared Ginny as she yelled, “Harry, what’s wrong with you?!”

“I finally figured out what was missing in my life! You!” Harry pulled her close and suddenly Ginny stopped fighting. Harry smiled. But with Harry’s grip loosened, Ginny successfully pulled away and ran out of the room, leaving Harry behind.

dracosmine** · 06-20-2005, 01:55 AM

Awww sweet but sad. They should absolutley get together. It was really good and hope that you post more. That was cute what you said about what ginny got detetion for. LOL!!

milkshake342 · 06-20-2005, 03:25 PM

Cool update

Qtmonki133 · 06-22-2005, 01:26 AM

Thx for the comments!!! Two chapters for you today, what a treat!

Chapter 16

Hermione and Draco were interrupted by the sound of a sobbing Ginny bursting into their common room. “Ginny, what’s wrong?” Hermione jumped up from the couch where she and Draco were sitting to pull Ginny into an embrace. “Draco, run down to the kitchen and get some butterbeers and some chocolates.” Draco sprinted out of the room, glad to be away from the overly emotional scene unfolding before him.

Hermione pulled Ginny down onto the couch, where she made her tell the whole story of the encounter between her and Harry. “Well, this is good news for me,” Hermione joked, but it only made Ginny cry harder.

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” Hermione said. Ginny smiled weakly. “Ginny,” Hermione said, looking thoughtful, “how do you feel about Harry?”

“He’s like my brother,” Ginny said with no hesitation.

“Well,” Hermione said, looking right into Ginny’s eyes, “Harry always said that I was like his sister. But he still had a crush on me. And that’s all he had for me, Ginny. A crush. But for you, he feels something more.”

“How can you tell that when you weren’t even there?” Ginny sobbed.

“I know Harry very well, and he only gets that emotional when he really wants something.” Hermione smiled. “Think about how you feel about him.”

Draco arrived back with the butterbeers and chocolates, and almost stepped right out the door again when he saw that Ginny was still crying. “Not so fast!” Hermione jumped up. “Butterbeers and chocolates on the table, turn on the radio, and sit in that seat over there while I conjure up some balloons. We’re having a mini party right here in Ginny’s honor!” And with that, Ginny stopped crying.

Chapter 17

Harry wandered around the school under his invisibility cloak. How could he have been so stupid? Ginny and Hermione were like his sisters. How could he think he had feelings for either one of them?

Further down the corridor, he heard footsteps. He sunk further into the shadows, watching. When a red headed girl appeared, he sighed and pulled the invisibility cloak off. “Harry!” Ginny rushed over.

“Hi,” Harry said, refusing to meet her eyes.

“Harry, I-“ “Stop.” Harry looked up at her. “Nothing is going to happen between us.”

“Why?” Ginny looked at him in desperation. “What happened to how you felt about me a mere 4 hours ago?”

“I changed,” Harry said, starting off down the hall.

“No you didn’t.” Ginny followed him. “I know that you still feel that way about me. You’re just trying to hide it.”

“And what if I am?” Harry spun around to face her.

“Then you’re not the Harry I know.” Ginny looked into his eyes and saw that his love for her was still there, but hidden behind a thick wall of ice. She turned and walked back down the hall, leaving Harry behind her once more.

dracosmine** · 06-22-2005, 02:17 PM

OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! please let them get 2 gether!!!! But i just have one thing to say. hogwarts can't use radios. Just wanted to say, other than that. I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!! please post more soon!!!!!!!!!!

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