What Hermione Wants | By : HermioneCosplayer Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 7041 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Im just adding an additional authors note to let you know that Im going back through the story and looking for the more obvious errors.
My husband is an excellent editor, and he has agreed to start going through my earlier chapters soon. Hes going to do a first pass for spelling and grammar unforgivables, after that well see if it works out to have him beta the story on a regular basis. It really is amusing (but humbling) to see the kind of mistakes one can make in creative writing versus writing for school. Im still trying to figure out how I managed to spell Chocolate Mousse two different incorrect ways in an earlier version of this chapted I&d Im usually the one finding errors that spell check doesnt catch for other people... For a moment I thought about insisting that the Chocolate Mouse was a special Wizard Dessert like a Chocolate Frog, until I saw I also misspelled it as Chocolate Moose. ;-)
Chapter 16 (aftermath)
Hermione ignored the rest of the world after class. She was hungry, but didnt feel like going to the Great Hall. Harry saw her leave and wanted to walk with her, but she seemed to have this, leave me alone look about her, so he went to dinner. Hermione noticed that he didnt follow her and wasnt surprised; her moment was over. She looped around the hallways and as she passed the Great Hall a second time she saw Harry and Ginny sitting close together, so she continued to wander the halls. She wished she could cry again, but felt her tears had been used up that afternoon. After passing many of the classrooms and places that seemed to hold far more ghosts, from the past 6 years than just the spirits that haunted Hogwarts, she decided to return to her new room. There werent that many memories there yet.
The shared sitting room was empty, so Hermione spread her homework out on one of the tables and studied. She focused on her assignments non-stop until Draco entered the room at about 8:30. He plopped down on the chair opposite her and didnt look like his usual carefree, arrogant self.
Hermione decided to see if he wanted to talk about it. Whats up? she asked.
You knew all along that prefects had the right to decline the slavery position, didnt you? o aso asked. He didnt seem angry about it, just thoughtful. Hermione nodded which surprisingly made Draco laugh. Im impressed.
Whats the big deal, it was in the handbook very clearly? Hermione wondered.
Draco explained it to her, That you noticed an important detail in our handbook is of no consequence. Im more interested in the way that you used the information.
Hermione was curious. What do you mean?
I find it hard to believe you have to ask that, Draco stated. Its why you had no fear about me selecting Ron for a slave before you had decided to break up with him. Or at least I think it was before you made that decision.
Hermione wasnt sure what he was getting at, so she tried to explain what she did. You were trying to manipulate me by threatening a friend...
And then you manipulated me by omitting important details. Draco explained.
Hermione smirked for a moment, but then got very serious. I guess. But I see a big difference. You were trying to force me into doing something I would have never consented to. In both the Muggle and magical worlds, thats called rape.
Draco shrugged off her commentary. I finally had my meeting with Snape and Dumbledore about the gifts. Theyre certainly more limited than we were lead to believe. Im also still not sure why you tried to talk me out of selecting Ginny, shes not available either.
Hermione thought for a moment. What would you have thought if I hadnt? I knew something you werent aware of and it was a way of keeping track of what you knew. Hermione felt like she wailiniling for the first time that day. I have to admit, you were fun to watch when you were so confused by my lack of reaction to your threat of selecting Ron! I had fun watching you squirm! She laughed at the memory.
And I had fun making you literally squirm later on that evening. Draco grinned suggestively.
HermHermione looked down at her homework not wanting to catch Dracos gaze. She spoke simply and honestly. I dont know why I went along with that. I know you have no real feelings for me. I certainly have none for you...
Oh...I dont know, I can think of plenty of words to describe my feelings for you, Granger. Hermione grinned while Draco spoke. He was being matter of fact rather than menacing. They might not all be as bad as you think, either.
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By Thursday evening, Hermione was starving. She just wasnt ready to talk to Harry yet about their afternoon by the lake, and he seemed like he had been haunting the door to the Great Hall during all of the meal times. She had been able to avoid a discussion during their classes easily enough; she didnt see a way to avoid him at meals. She hoped Malfoy had something stashed away or perhaps she could hit the kitchens later that evening.
She opened the door to the suite and immediately smelled food. Maybe she was hungrier than she thought. She looked across the room and saw that Draco had dinner fwo swo set up in their sitting area. Im sorry, I didnt mean to spoil your plans, Hermione apologized, but was pleasantly surprised when Draco pulled out the chair closest to her and gestured for her to sit.
What are you up to, Malfoy? Hermione asked suspiciously.
Draco was surprised, So Im Malfoy again? And I was being nice to you. You had a long day today, I thought you might appreciate something special.
Im sorry, Draco. Old habit. Hermione apologized with sincerity. This does look really good.
May I get you something to drink? Draco asked. Hermione was confused; there was already pumpkin juice on the tableracoraco explained, I mean something with a little bit more of a kick.
Hermione deliberated for a moment but decided that maybe she could use a drink. Adults seemed to indulge in that after a hard day, maybe there was something to it. Im not the type to ever have anything stronger than Butterbeer, except for machamchampagne for something special, but I think I might take you up on the offer. What do you have?
Draco thought for a moment, We have a cold storage area you might not have found yet over on the south wall. I think there might even be a bottle or two more of that champagne from the other night if you fancy more of the same. Theres also some special iced Butterbeer that has more of a kick to it. Have you ever tried it?
No, I havent. That sounds nice. She stated and tried to make a joke, Its not like I have to fly home or anything.
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