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He didn’t know what came over him all of a sudden, he just knew that the girl standing beside him was the love of his life and he wanted to be closer to her this very minute.
As he kissed Hermione Granger fiercely, He thought she would push him away. But nothing of that sort happened. She didn’t respond for a fraction of a second but then, she kissed him back.
To Draco, it seemed like he had attained heaven. It was far better than he had pictured in his dreams.
He embraced her softly. Hermione’s hands ran through Draco’s hair as she nipped him.
The feeling was so great.
One moment, they were chatting and the next, she was kissing Draco Malfoy.
She wanted to push him away but something kept her glued to him. After a second of shock, Hermione couldn’t retain herself and kissed him back.
It was a long lost feeling. Last time she had kissed someone, it was Victor Krum, that too it was four years back. Victor was never her love, it was just a short-lived crush and they had never shared any kind of passion.
But Draco, he was different. It seemed like they were made for each other. Hermione didn’t realize when she had developed feelings for him, all that was on her mind right now, was that she was embracing the person she loved more than herself. She didn’t know why, but she just knew that he was the guy of her dreams, and he wasn’t any crush, but her actual love.
‘This feels like the seventh heaven.’ Hermione thought to herself.
‘I never knew Draco could be so good….ohh…shit…!’
She quickly separated Draco from herself as she realized that she had been kissing him.
‘This is all wrong.’ She thought but yet it seemed right.
She chanced a look at Draco and saw a somewhat disappointed expression.
She had thought that he might not care about it at all since it seemed like his usual pastime of snogging girls. But she saw something else in his eyes.
His eyes reflected that he was not torturing her or had kissed her for time pass. There was embarrassment mingled with some kind of satisfaction in those pools of dark grey.
Hermione couldn’t make out anything. Everything seemed so different from what it was many years back.
Draco didn’t seem like any spoilt, disgusting bully anymore, but more like a teen who was forced to live a bad life.
There was some kind of connection between Draco and Hermione that she automatically came to know that he had suffered, that he had feelings, that he was depressed and wanted someone to share his sorrow. Hermione wanted to give him a hug and tell him that she was there for him always, but she couldn’t move her gaze from those grey eyes which were boring into the chocolaty brown ones.
He couldn’t shift his look from Hermione’s face. He wanted to go on finding answers of all the questions he had buried in his heart, in her beautiful eyes. How he wished that he could pour his heart out at his love, his desire…but he was fixed at his spot. He was waiting for her to say or do something even if it was a shower of abuses or a tight slap for kissing her.
The silence stretched between them seemed like hours but was only a few minutes.
He finally decided to break the shuddering silence.
“Er…” He started to say but couldn’t think of anything.
Hermione stopped looking at him and turned towards the ground.
“I…I think I’ll go now…bye…goodnight…” Hermione told him in almost a whisper, and ran past him, without even giving him a chance to say something.
He shook his head, heaved a deep sigh and dragged himself up till his bedroom.
Draco sat up in his bed sweating furiously.
“Oh Merlin! I have to go and talk to Hermione right now otherwise nightmares involving her whipping me will keep on haunting me.” Draco said to himself.
He had just dreamt that Hermione was angry at him, and was whipping him for kissing her.
And Draco didn’t want her to do that in reality.
In a jiffy, he was ready. His hair combed, his tie in place, his clothes in order, he mustered his courage and went up to Hermione’s bedroom door.
In all his hurry, he didn’t even check the time which said ‘4.05’ in the morning.
He knocked on the door once.
He knocked again.
He banged the door with both hands.
‘What’s happened? Why isn’t she opening the door? I hope nothing has happened to…No No…maybe she has already gone down for breakfast…I better ask Dora.’
He went out and found Dora sleeping.
‘Er…Dora…Ms. Dora! DORA!’ He shouted at the portrait, now really angry.
Dora woke up with a start and gave a wide yawn.
“What is it…hmm?” She said sleepily with half her eyelids closed.
“Sorry for disturbing you (Dora clucked annoyingly) but I just wanted to ask that did Hermione go out this morning?”
“Hermione?...morning…oh yes!...No she didn’t…anyway its just fou-” Before she could complete her sentence, Draco had already said the password and she was rotating.
Back in the common room, Draco was muttering to himself.
‘If she didn’t go out and if isn’t responding to the door, then where could she be?’
Finally, he decided to go in Hermione’s room check if she had left any clues behind, as Draco was sure that she wasn’t there.
He tried the door, it was locked.
Taking out his wand he said, “Alohomora!”
The door gave a click, and Draco opened it.
As soon as He stepped inside the room, his gaze fell upon the beauty curled up gracefully on the bed.
Closing the door behind him, Draco moved towards her slowly.
As he reached her grand bed, his eyes fell upon the clock reading ‘4.15 a.m.’
Astonished, he checked with his wand if the clock was correct, and it indeed was.
‘Great! I was panicked for nothing. Silly me.’ He thought to himself.
He decided to go back to his own room, and get a nap of one hour at least but couldn’t restrain himself from gently pushing away the brown curls that were coming on Hermione’s face.
He bent down, ran his fingers through her curls and was about to go, when he noticed that she was shivering slightly.
He smiled slightly as he saw that she had no blanket over her. Looking for one, he found a handsome blue blanket crumpled on the floor.
He picked it up, straightened it, and brushed it softly. He then laid it upon his dream girl. Muttering a spell, he made the blanket warm as he knew that it must have become cold lying on the floor. Hermione immediately snuggled in it comfortably.
Satisfied, Draco decided to go on, but he got a very bright idea just then.
Smiling mischievously to himself, he bent down again, and planted two small kisses, one on Hermione’s forehead, and the other on her cheek.
‘Who knows, if I’ll ever get this opportunity again.’ He thought to himself.
Hermione stirred, and caught hold of Draco’s shirt end.
“Damn!” He sweared angrily as he tried to free it from Hermione’s hold.
He tried to shake off her hand but he couldn’t do that without waking her up.
Then it clicked him!
He took out his wand, muttered a spell softly, and to his relief, finally he was free.
“Why didn’t I think of it before?” He thought to himself as he gave one last fleeting glance and started to proceed towards the door.
His hand was just on the door handle when a soft voice muttered,
He spun around to see Hermione sitting up and rubbing her eyes.
He decided to make a run for it and was about to go out, but It was too late already.
“Malfoy? What the heck are you doing here? How dare you even step in my bedroom? Don’t you have ANY manners at all? – ”
Draco was shocked at being bombarded with so many questions so he decided to cut her off.
“What do you think? I just came for a stroll in your bedroom, that’s it, Ms Sleeping Beauty!”
Hermione turned a deep scarlet at his words.
Draco had no intentions of embarrassing her so he just apologized.
“Anyways, I am sorry. I’ll just go out…no problem.”
“Thanks…that will be a huge favor from your side Malfoy…!”
Draco went out of the room and closed the door behind him.
Draco decided to wait for Hermione to tell her about his intentions. He sat on the sofa and started waiting.
He didn’t know when, but soon he had fallen asleep.
He was roaming around on a beautiful cliff, hand in hand with Hermione Granger. They were talking and laughing together…
He heard a distant voice call his name.
“Er…I think we should go…Malfoy…you listening?”
This time the voice was louder.
He slowly opened his eyes to find Hermione standing there with an angry expression.
“I thought you wanted to talk to me, but no problem, enjoy your nap…I have lots of work to do…Bye.” Hermione told sternly and started marching off.
He quickly got up, and caught up with her.
“Listen! I indeed want to talk to you, and in fact that is why I came this morning to your room. Please hear me out once.”
“I suspect that someone else has been possessing you otherwise, since when did the Slytherin start using ‘please’ and ‘sorry’?” Hermione gave a dry laugh.
Draco made a face.
“Oh really?! Well…I just wanted to tell you, that It would be really great if you could become my girlfriend.” He replied, winking at her.
Hermione stopped dead as her eyes widened.
“WHAT?” She managed to blurt out.
Draco started laughing.
“I was joking.”
“HA HA… very funny!”
“Ok…I am sorry. Um…I meant that well…I am sorry for…for what happened last night. I shouldn’t have…you know…Er…”
Hermione blushed intensely.
“It’s…ok…I think…I should go down…b-bye…” she said and tried to walk, but Draco caught her by the arm.
“I have still not finished what I wanted to say.”
“Then…say it fast…I…I am getting late.”
“Is it ok if we be friends?” he finally managed to say.
Hermione stopped struggling with her hand as Draco’s words struck her.
Draco left her hand and continued,
“Well, I was thinking that we should…Er…set an example for everyone that enemies can be friends…shouldn’t we?”
Hermione didn’t reply.
“Um…and to make our friendship….er…blossom…I mean better…I am sorry…”
“For what?” She asked him, opening her mouth for the first time.
“For…for irritating you, taunting you and insulting you all these years…”
“I also wanted to say Thank you.”
“Because you…you saved my life last term. If you had wanted, you could have easily left me to die, but you rescued me from that fire. If it hadn’t been for you, I might not have been living.”
Hermione turned a little pink.
“That’s ok Malfoy.”
“By the way, why did you save my life?”
Hermione couldn’t answer this question. She didn’t know herself, why at that time, had she felt that she ought to save Draco. She couldn’t find the answer to the puzzle that why had she wanted Draco to live.
“Er…Maybe because I am generous. I did it for the sake of humanity.”
“Just for humanity?? Nothing else?”
Hermione’s head shot up at this.
“What do you mean?” she asked sharply.
“Er...Nothing…leave it.” he said quickly.
They stood there in silence for a few minutes, when Draco finally asked the question he was bursting to ask.
“Does this conversation mean that we are friends now?”
Hermione looked at him intently as if she was studying him.
She took a deep breath and replied, “Yes. I guess so.”
“Great! So, without wasting any more time, let’s go down for breakfast. Hurry up Hermione.” He added as he saw that she had not moved.
“Wait a minute! Does this mean that we are on a first name basis?”
“Er…yeah…why not?” He replied.
“Ok…let’s go.” And Hermione finally smiled to Draco’s relief.
Finally, they were friends! Draco was jumping inside while Hermione was really pleased, though of course they didn’t show it much.
Both of them now eagerly waited for their dance class or prefects meeting, or the evening where they could enjoy in their special common room together.
Hardly knowing that this friendship was a start of a new beginning, both of them moved on and got lost into their own separate worlds, though stealing glances at each other occasionally.
“I can’t believe this! I mean a two parchment essay on banshees! In fact, there is hardly anything about banshees in our DADA textbook. And what he says is, Library kids…learn to do things yourself…sheesh! This new professor Call has gone nuts seriously!”
“Come on Ron! It’s not that difficult. You just have to explain what banshees are, where is their name derived from, where they are found, what do they do, why are they famous for their ear-piercing shrieks, what is the actual history behind them, why do people have bad notions about them, and how they can be destroyed. That’s it!”
“That’s it?! Then why don’t we do this – You write that crap and I’ll copy it…simple! What say Harry?”
“RON! For god’s sake, you are off age and you still want to copy essays?! Harry won’t agree with it. Do you Harry?”
“Me…er…well, Hermione…you see I have so much work to do like you know I am the quidditch captain, and then I have to meet Ginny…and well, Ron’s idea is not so bad. Maybe, we can do it ourselves next time!” Harry finished with a wide grin.
“Are they always like this?” Linda asked Hermione.
“Yups…I still don’t know why I let them copy everything I do. Don’t you think it’s high time that they start doing things themselves?”
“Yes, you are right of course. By the way, we have potions right? I just hate – ” Linda broke off in mid sentence as she saw that Draco Malfoy had blocked their way.
“Hey Hermione, isn’t he the head boy? You must be friends’ yah?” she whispered to her.
Hermione looked behind and saw Harry and Ron standing there.
“Er…no Linda, he’s just an acquaintance.”
“Ok…could you please move aside, we have to go?” Linda asked Draco.
“Yeah sure….my pleasure. In fact, we can walk together till the dungeons, if you say so.” Draco replied in a completely un-malfoyish voice.
“We don’t have any problems…join us.” She replied with a charming smile.
“What the Heck!” shouted Ron.
“What happened Ron?”
“Linda…couldn’t we go the other way?”
“Why? We can go from here only. You have got any problems?” She said in such a chocolaty voice that Ron melted at once.
“As you say.”
They started walking. Hermione gave Malfoy a stern look.
He mouthed ‘What?’
She just shook her head and started walking at a fast pace.
As soon as they reached the dungeons, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Linda went their way, and Draco went his way.
“Linda! He’s not supposed to be our friend or walk with us.” Ron rounded on her as soon as they took their seats.
“What? Who? Why? Kindly elaborate Ronald.” Linda said.
“That Mal – ” He stopped as Snape entered the class with the usual grim expression on his face.
“Please open page 189 of your potions books and start taking the ingredients required for the ‘Essence of Harmony’ from the cupboard. Follow the instructions as given. At the end of the period, each of your potions should be Dark Blue. Start now!” He commanded.
All of them sighed and started performing the task feverishly.
By the end of the class, the whole room was filled with a kind of greenish blue fog. Snape started looking at everyone’s potions.
“Ah Potter! Saved the world but who will save you in potions from getting a ‘D’ yet again.” He commented, with a glint in his eyes.
Harry rolled his eyes as Snape proceeded to Hermione’s exactly dark blue potion, which was as usual perfect. Snape looked at it and nodded, without saying anything.
“So, this time again Ms Granger is the only one to…wait…Mr. Malfoy has also managed to make his potion as I wanted. 10 points to Slytherin.” Snape said with a slight smile.
“That’s not fair! If he is giving Malfoy 10 points then he should give it to you also Hermione.” Ron said, calling swear names to Snape, as they came out of the classroom.
Hermione didn’t reply and moved on. Harry found it quite strange because every time Malfoy did something or achieved something that she didn’t, she usually got really pissed off but this time, the case was different.
Of course he didn’t know that Draco and Hermione were friends.
“What’s the next class Hermione?”
“What’s there to be shocked about Harry? You forgot? We now have salsa classes. Although this will be YOUR
first one.” She said emphasizing the word ‘your’.
“What do you mean ‘your’? Have already had one?” Ginny piped in as she joined the group.
Hermione turned crimson as she replied, “Er…yah…But it involved only the head girl and head boy.”
“You mean you had private dance class with Malfoy?” Ron said, his ears turning red with anger and his hand curling around his wand.
“Ron! No need to be hyper! Ms. Catherine was also there and she just wanted to see what we both knew so that she could prepare us for the final dance.”
“Ok…I am sure Malfoy must have been a clumsy fool.”
“Er…No he was ok…in fact quite good than I expected.”
“What?” Harry, Ginny and Ron shouted at once.
“Guys! You don’t need to be so shocked. It was just a dance! And for your kind information, I love Salsa, and I will be really glad to do it with a decent dancer and I guess Dra- Malfoy is pretty good.” Hermione said, agitated as she walked off.
Her friends were impossible.
“Hey ‘Mione! I am sorry. We sort of over reacted.” Ginny said, catching up with her, prodding Harry and Ron.
“Yeah…we are sorry.” Ron mumbled.
“Oh shit! We have only 4 minutes to reach the class. Ms. Catherine is very strict about punctuality. Buck up Guys!” Hermione said hurriedly and started walking at a fast pace, others behind her.
As they entered the dance room, every one was baffled with awe at the beauty except for Draco and Hermione as they had already witnessed the great beauty of the place.
Hermione nudged Ginny to start walking in, and everyone seated themselves in the posh-looking chairs.
“Good evening class.” Catherine said in a polite voice.
Some people murmured a few “good evenings.”
“Well, as you all know I am Ms. Catherine Paul but I would prefer you all to call me simply ‘Miss.’ Or ‘Catherine’. Getting back to the point, does anyone else apart from Draco and Hermione know the art of Salsa?”
Everyone threw curious looks towards both of them but not a soul raised their hands.
“Well, It seems like it will be hard work teaching you people. Before I start with explaining you the steps, I will pair you all up.”
Lavendar’s hand shot up in the air.
“Er…Miss…Can we choose our own partners?”
“I am afraid not Ms-?”
“Brown. Lavendar Brown.”
“Yes, as I was saying Ms. Brown, You won’t be selecting your own partners. I will be doing that seeing your height and capabilities. Any more questions?”
She scanned the room to find Neville raise his hand.
“Pro-I mean Miss…Er…can we…is it necessary to perform…I mean…I don’t know salsa…and I don’t think I’ll be up to learning it…so can…can we back out?” He asked uncertainly.
Catherine raised her eyebrows and her eyes investigated Neville top to bottom. She looked in deep thought, and finally spoke –
“I guess you are Neville longbottom?” Neville nodded his head.“The one who fought against the darkest wizard Voldemort, and killed his snake?” Again Neville nodded his head. “Oh dear! If you aren’t afraid of Voldemort then why on Earth are you afraid of dancing? This is extremely hilarious.” Saying this she gave a short laugh.
“Anyways, as I was saying, I will be allotting you your partners. But before I start, I would like to call Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger here to show you all a small piece which might give you some idea about the dance. So, would you both please come here?”
Hermione got up, feeling everyone’s eyes on her. She timidly walked up to Catherine and stood beside her. In a few seconds, Draco was also standing there feeling equally embarrassed.
“It would be a great help if you would proceed to the dance floor.” Catherine said, as she realized that both of them just stood there, doing nothing.
Slowly, they both made their way to the centre of the room, and once again stood there, looking awkwardly at their fellow classmates who were eying them.
“You both know what to do. Start with base 1, and please don’t test my patience.” Catherine bellowed from the other side of the room, when they had not moved.
They both heaved a deep sigh, and Draco, at a snail's pace, knelt down.
“Er…may I have this dance with you?”
Hermione felt her face getting heated up, but replied with a sombre expression, “Yes.”
Several people wolf whistled as Hermione placed her hand in Draco’s.
Catherine raised her hand to silence the class, and started the music.
At first, both of them were looking down and doing the 1st four beats slowly, but as the music became faster, they gradually started dancing freely, and eventually looked each other in the eye.
They continued dancing for quite some time.
“It’s fun dancing with you Hermione.” Draco muttered as they moved with the beats.
“Shut up Draco, if anyone sees us talking I’ll be in trouble, and if Catherine sees us, we are goners.”
Draco flashed his trademark Malfoy smirk once, and then sat on his knees, to enable Hermione to come running, and jump and sit on his thighs.
Twirling, Hermione went far (6 steps), then slightly running on her toes, she jumped in the air, while Draco caught her by the waist, as she benevolently sat on his thighs. They waited in that position for a second, until the next symphony started.
Hermione got up and slid between Draco’s feet. Then, she stood in front of him, both of their left hands swaying to the side, and right hands down. Draco slowly moved his right hand on Hermione’s, it went up till the shoulder, and then he twisted Hermione so that she stood facing him. Their bodies locked into one another, and Hermione could feel his deep breathing on her neck. Slowly, he lifted Hermione, doing the ‘slash’ waltz.
They waited in that position until everyone broke into applause.
David Spinet of Slytherin even whistled as both of them went up to Catherine, tired.
“That was an awesome piece of work, Draco. The way you always caught Hermione on time, and firmly was superb and the waltz was even great. Hermione, you were just so graceful. It gave me complex. Well Done.” Clapping them on the back, she told them to take their seats.
“What the hell was THAT?!” Ron said angrily as soon as Hermione joined them.
“What are you talking about Ron?”
“I am talking about all those pathetic things you were doing with that ferret!”
“RON! How can you even think in such a way?! The thing you are calling pathetic is dance, and that’s the way salsa is. Even you will do the same with your partner. But I am sure that girl will be very unfortunate to have such a narrow-minded partner who does not even know how to respect friends.”
“No I won’t calm down Harry. What does Ron think of himself…!”
“‘Mione! I and Ron regard you as our sister. That’s why Ron is being a little protective.”
“Yah right! Let him keep his over protection. I am not interested in having it!” Saying this, Hermione stormed off to sit beside Lavendar.
“Well class. Since only 15 minutes are left for the class to get over, I will just divide you into pairs today, and we can learn steps in the next class.”
Catherine started pairing them one by one.
Harry, to his happiness, was paired with Ginny, and Ron was also happy to be paired with Linda.
Soon, everyone had been paired up, but Catherine had not called out Draco and Hermione’s name.
“Miss. Won’t Draco be paired up?” Pansy asked Catherine.
“No! No! Ms Parkinson. Draco is already paired up with Hermione. As they are performing together, they must have practice. So, they are paired up with each other.”
Pansy made a face.
The bell rang, and everyone filed out of the room.
“That was an exciting class. You saw how Draco and Hermione were dancing? It seemed like they both were made for each other.”
“Yeah…but I wish was there in Hermione’s place. Draco is so damn cute!”
Everywhere Hermione or Draco went, they could hear people praising their dance. Hermione swelled with Pride as she was surrounded by guys all the time, while Draco also found himself in the centre of the circle formed by girls many times, asking for tips.
(In the Heads common room)
“Hey Hermione! Where are you going? We are supposed to go for patrols.”
“Oh yes! I forgot.”
Draco and Hermione were in the common room and Hermione was just going to go to her room to sleep, when Draco had stopped her.
They both got up, and climbed out of the portrait hole.
They both started walking, and were finally on the seventh floor corridor.
“Hermione, I wanted to ask you something.”
“What was Weasel shouting for?”
“Just after we finished our dance.”
“Did everyone hear it?” Hermione asked, worried that what Catherine must be thinking of her.
“No, it’s just that you both were having some kind of argument when I was looking at you?”
“You were what?”
“What do you mean?”
“You just said that you were looking at me.”
Color rushed into Draco’s face, as he stuttered, “I…well….I was…Er…”
Hermione started laughing at the sight of him.
“You are acting like a five year old who’s just caught stealing a chocolate!” she exclaimed.
“Hey!” He said indignantly.
“Don’t Hey me! I know very – ” She halted, both in her sentence and in her walk.
“What hap –” Draco stopped too, as he saw what Hermione was seeing.
Ron and Linda were kissing each other in the middle of the corridor and they seemed glued to each other.
“Let’s go Draco.” Hermione whispered.
“Let us spoil the fun.”
Draco shrugged off Hermione’s hand and coughed loudly.
Ron and Linda broke off.
“Weasel! Don’t you know you are not supposed to be roaming in the corridors at this time of night?”
Ron’s ears had turned red, and Linda’s face had gone deep pink.
“Shut up Malfoy!”
“Don’t you know how to speak to the head boy?”
Ron balled his fists.
“Leave it Ron.” Linda said, as she dragged Ron away from the scene.
Soon, they were out of sight and Hermione rounded on Draco.
“Why did you do that for?”
“They were violating the school rules Hermione.”
“Yeah Right. You just wanted to embarrass Ron, didn’t you?”
“You know me very well by now.” Draco said, once again putting on that annoying smirk.
“Oh yeah? How would you have felt if someone had seen us kissing tha-” She stopped realizing what she was about to say, and looked at Draco who was shifting uncomfortably.
“Er…let’s go. We have to wake up early tomorrow.”
They both headed back towards their rooms, furtively throwing looks at each other.
(Next Morning, Great Hall)
“Why hasn’t the food appeared till now?” Ginny asked Hermione.
Everyone had assembled in the great hall for breakfast, but was astonished to see that there was no food on the dishes.
“Good Morning everyone.” Dumbledore’s voice boomed across the hall.
All the heads turned towards Dumbledore.
“I know that you all must be wondering why the food hasn’t appeared yet. Well, I wanted to make an announcement, before we commence.”
He paused while everyone buzzed with excitement to know the special announcement.
“The Hogsmede trip is on 17th of November i.e. next week. Of course the third years and above will be going, but there is an additional excitement for the 6th years and above, suggested by Professor Chris Call. This time, the 6th year and above students will be getting questionnaires and you will have to fill the answers according to the kind of date you want.” He stopped for the effect, and then continued,
“Then, you will be getting your own code number, and the code number of your date. On the day of the trip, all the 6th years and above will wait near the lake, until Mr. Filch comes to you. You have to tell the code to Mr. Filch and he will direct you to your date.”
There was a huge round of applause at this and a few students shouted “Woo Hoo!”
“The questionnaires will be given to you tomorrow, and you have to return them by evening to the heads of your house. Now, Let the feast begin.”
Everyone was very excited and waited eagerly for the next day to come.
Draco secretly wished that his date would be Hermione. Hermione wished that whoever it was should be good enough for her.
Who knows, what destiny had in store for them.
A/N: Hey, So that was CH-6. I hope you people enjoyed it. If you have any questions, you are welcome to ask. Actually, My exams are starting soon so I am not sure when I'll be able to update next....but I will try to update as soon as possible. I hope you are liking my first ever Dramione. PLEASE REVIEW!!! Thankyou....tc!