Hermione was getting sick of running so slowing down she panted, trying to catch her breath. She was sick of it, sick of all the little problems; she was supposed to be their friends not their mom or babysitter. Walking without looking is something she should have learned not to do in the war, but right now her head was so full of stuff that she let out a shriek when she ran into a warm, hard body.
“Granger!” exclaimed none other then Draco Malfoy. His brain was going a hundred miles a minute, let alone his heart. He loved her but he had never worked up the courage to spit it out, thinking that this was chance he grabbed her to stop her from falling.
“Malfoy!” What are you doing here questioned Hermione, “Did you follow me?”
“Yes, wait I mean no!” blushing Draco cursed himself for stumbling over his works like some love struck fool.
Hermione stood there with Malfoy’s warm arms around her and it surprised her that she didn’t feel uncomfortable or embarrassed by this, at this moment she didn’t care who saw her. Yet, no sooner had she thought that she heard none other then Ron and Harry calling her from somewhere down the street; panicking Hermione grabbed Draco by the neck and pulled him into a steamy kiss and his instincts taking over he backed her into the nearest wall and deepened the kiss.
Harry and Ron coming around the corner saw two people making out like they were going to strip and do it here right on the street, disgusted Ron yelled “Oi, you two get a room.”
Draco now figuring out that the reason she was kissing him was to avoid Harry and Ron he broke the kiss with an angry hiss. Hermione moaned in protest and Draco’s heart stopped beating then quickened thinking that maybe deep down she had some feeling for him to. “HERMIONE, what are you bloody hell doing?” yelled Ron.
Hermione still disorientated from the kiss looked at Ron with a dazed expression and replied “Why, Ronald I thought you knew what snogging looked like.”
“Hermione, I do know, I should think you of all people should know that.” Ron blushing from the tips of his hair to his neck looked down at the ground and scuffed in the dirt. “I guess it didn’t mean as much to you as it meant to me.”
“No, Ron that’s not it and you know it, I’m sick of being taken for granted and Malfoy here is going to help me find myself, and when we get back from our trip we’ll talk more.”
Harry had been silent through the whole encounter so far finally spoke, “Herms you cant be serious; your going to go some place with him, just to teach us a lesson!?”
“I think I am Harry.” Broken hearted Hermione told her friends to go home and she would return sometime within the next month and then they could talk.
After the boy she turned to Draco who had been standing there for the whole encounter and said “So shall we?”
“We shall.”Please reveiw, as this is my first chapter on my first story. Thanks so much.
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