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The Homerun Blues	By : Padfoot Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 62929 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter
11

During
breakfast, Draco couldn�t help but let his gaze wander over to the Gryffindor
table. He had been correct about
his previous estimate, sleeping with Hermione had been a bad idea. It had indeed furthered his torment
afterwards.

With
Hermione, it had been different.
When Draco had sex with other girls, he had done it to get lost in the
act; to disappear in the high and forget about everything else. When he had slept with Hermione, he
hadn�t wanted to forget anything; he had wanted to cherish every moment of
it.

Right
now, he just wanted to go over to her seat, grab Hermione and kiss her. He�d ask her to let everyone else be
damned and give their relationship another shot. It was a complete shame not to.

Draco
would have to go against his father, but if Hermione was willing to risk Lucius�
wrath; so be it.

But
he knew that she would never risk losing her Potter and Weasley.

Draco
didn�t have any friends he�d be crying over if they turned against him, so in
that aspect he had nothing to lose.
Hermione did.

It
was seven years of friendship competing with two weeks of fervour.

The
two weeks have been sizzling, but Draco knew there was no contest. The only thing that rested him to do was
to stop whinging and move on. In a
few months, he�d be graduating and things would surely get better. After that, the object of his affection
wouldn�t be sleeping in the next room of him anymore, thus relieving him of his
current torment.

Yes,
things could only get better.

...

Suddenly,
Draco�s brow curved in a frown. All
of the sudden he jolted in his seat, spilling his tea over his plate and his
eyes widening in shock.

What
the hell?

*

Sure,
Slytherins are sneaky, cunning and could get away with practically anything if
they�d set their minds to it.

But
their flaw in this regard is that they like to
gloat.

It
hadn�t even surprised Hermione when it turned out that Pansy had had a hand in
her break-up with Draco. The stupid
bint came gloating to Hermione about her �fantastic scheme� in telling everyone
�including Draco�s father- about their �distorted affair�. And then she went on tittering about how
she could now swoop in and comfort Draco in his hour of need and blah, blah,
blah...

The
fist in her eye sure made her pipe down a notch or two.

But
honestly, Hermione should thank Pansy, really.

It was because of her that she had
realised that when she truly wanted something, she should take initiative and
get it herself.

�Miss.
Granger,� Professor Dumbledore began with an amused twinkle in his eyes. �Could you please enlighten us as to
why you had to poison Mister Malfoy?�

Hermione
sweetly smiled at the Headmaster.

�It
just seemed like a good thing to do at the time,� she shrugged innocently,
earning a disbelieving snort from Professor Snape.

�Right,� Professor Dumbledore said
with a nod, as if that had cleared everything up. �I believe there�s no alternative but to
let the potion take its effect, don�t you think so Severus?�

In reply, Professor Snape grudgingly
mumbled something incoherent, clearly disagreeing, but probably unwilling to go
against the headmaster�s wishes.

�That�s settled then,� Dumbledore
said decisively. �Miss. Granger, I
believe you know what you must do?�

Hermione nodded, got up from her
seat while trying to suppress her grin and exited the Headmaster�s office.

Yes, she had slipped a lust potion
into Draco�s drink. If this was
what it took for her and Draco to be together: so be it. As much as she hadn�t been prepared to
risk a friendship of 7 years, she also wasn�t prepared to give up on what she
knew to be true passion. She had
always hoped that, when she would finally choose a lover, their relationship
would be passionate and consuming.
She didn�t want to be part of a relationship where the participants were
merely keeping each other company so they wouldn�t have to go through life
alone. She wasn�t scared of being
alone and wouldn�t choose to share her life with anyone simply because she
otherwise wouldn�t be.

If she were going to be with anyone,
she would not want it for comfort.
She�d want it to feel alive, to be able to complete each other and help
each other grow. She�d want to have
discussions until the wee hours of the morning over various topics, until they
were so fired up they had to shag each other rotten and pass out from sheer
exhaustion. She wanted them to have
such a craving for each other that at times they�d just have to �have� each
other, regardless of where they were.

With Draco, she had that.

Both their discussions and their
lovemaking had been nothing but passionate and consuming. Some people never get to experience such
a thing in there entire lives, so who was she to carelessly throw it
away?

If Lucius Malfoy were to find out,
Draco could always say that �the Mudblood� poisoned him.

This was also something that the
teachers could now affirm when asked.

She was sure that Harry and Ron
would come about. Draco wasn�t as
much in favour of Voldemort as they had all initially assumed, so that would
definitely work in his favour.
Though the fact he hadn�t undergone a complete personality change, did
work against him.

It wasn�t as if she was asking them to
like Draco. It was enough
that they liked Hermione, which meant that if they truly cared about her; they�d
accept her decision. And this time
she had no potion to hide behind.
This was her decision.
Not Draco�s, nor anyone else�s.

She had become her own knight in
shining armour and had taken fate into her own hands.

�Miss Granger!� Madame Pomfrey
exclaimed as Hermione entered the hospital wing. �Thank Merlin, you�re
here!�

As she approached the blinds where
Draco obviously was concealed behind, Hermione couldn�t help but grin at the
matron�s relief in her arrival.
She could only imagine what a rampage Draco had produced under the
influence of the potion.

Hermione entered the cubical and
came face to face with the rather dishevelled sight of Draco. If she had seen him like this merely two
weeks ago, she�d probably have been shocked out of her mind. But at this time, the sight of Draco
touching himself was something Hermione simply regarded as beautiful.

�What took you so long?� Draco asked
hoarsely as she sat herself beside him on the bed. Usually, Draco was quite the insightful
person when it came to other people�s psyches, but for the life of him, he
honestly hadn�t expected Hermione to poison him.

�It seemed appropriate to make you
suffer� Hermione smirked. �Do you
have any idea how long I sat here myself before you decided to show
up?�

�You�re evil, you know that?� Draco
panted in desperation.

�I do,� Hermione said. �That�s why you like me.�

�Are you actually planning to help
me out here?� Draco asked as he rested his head against her shoulder in fatigue,
the sensitiveness of the gesture giving Hermione�s heart a firm squeeze.

�It depends,� she answered. �Do you
want to join me in defying the fates and go out with me?�

�Is this that infamous Gryffindor
courage that has come popping up all of the sudden?� Draco asked, realising that
she was willing to defy both friend and foe to be able to continue seeing
him.

�I suppose,� Hermione answered. �Is that a �yes� or a �no�?�

�A �yes�, of course,� Draco answered
with a smirk. �Slytherins might be
cowards, but we�re not stupid.�

Hermione smiled in return, glad that
this Slytherin�s cowardliness was greatly overshadowed by his own desires.

And as a fitting ending to this
fairytale, the knight in shining armour leaned in and passionately kissed her
frog.

****THE END****

A/N: That�s
all folks. I hope the ending was
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Lorett:
I really wasn�t going to let Draco fumble with her underwear and/or rip it
off. Every time I read about
someone doing that I can�t help thinking �Doesn�t that hurt?�. Honestly, doesn�t
that hurt? Perhaps they don�t sell decent knickers in the Wizarding world or
something.

Amber:
Nope, that part had no merit whatsoever.
Don�t really know what it could have done if it did.

Mercika:
I�ve been writing for about a year now I suppose. I first logged on to ff.net and that was
on January 4^th, although my fanfics were quite boring the first
couple of months... then I discovered a little thing called AFF. ;-) And could you actually really do try
that on my flamers, that would be nice.

Elektra
Malfoy:
Ew no, I would never have them get caught like that. They were in dire need for
some alone time and there really was no need for that to
happen.

Semperputus:
Yeah, you see, I might have questioned your Draco�s stamina a little... got him
right angry and all fired up to prove himself.   *shrugs* I wasn�t
complaining.
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