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Love In Hiding	By : thinkofme Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 2694 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Love In Hiding
- 2-Muggle Fun
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Disclaimer: I don�t own
Harry Potter� or Hermione. ::sigh:: or Draco, dammit.

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Things were quickly
getting boring in the muggle world for Draco.
He didn�t understand the muggle world and frankly, he really didn�t want
to. It was right above getting a knee in the crotch on his list.

And now he had to be this
new guy. Danny Williams, Boyfriend to Hayley Martin. He really hated these new
names. He liked his old one just fine and Hermione suited Hermione better than
Hayley.

He didn�t like living like
this, either; living a mediocre life. He liked luxury, royalty. He preferred to
rather be served upon� by a very busty woman in a French maid�s outfit� Hmm�
I wonder what �Mione would look like in a uniform like that.

No, he couldn�t think of
that now� he had to take his mind off the image of the doe-eyed brunette in the
uniform with a garter-belt holding up her white stockings and � Quit thinking about it, man! Pull yourself
together!

Going through the movies
that they had rented from some place called a Blockbuster, he decided to put in
a movie that was filed under the �action� genre of the store.

Settling down on the sofa,
he sighed as the doorbell rang. It never failed; once you got comfortable, you
had to move.

Grumbling as he got up, he
went to the door, only to be met with the face of a wet Hermione.

�Hayley� bullocks! What in
bleedin� Christ do you think you�re doing?� he asked as she took a hold of his
hand and pulled on it.

�C�mon
Dan! Live a little and play out
in the rain with me!� she said and turned, spinning around with her face bent
upwards, looking at the Heavens and her arms stretched outward.

She stopped and looked at
him with a grin on her face, earning a blonde eyebrow raised in response.

�You�re utterly insane,
woman, do you know that?� he asked and she laughed heartily at him, nodding.

�Yes, I know.� She
responded and bounded up to him, pulling her flush against him.

Draco sputtered as she
hugged him tightly, unaware that she was getting him wet wherever she was
touching him, �But you love it.� She replied in his ear and pulled back,
grinning as she pulled on his hand and out into the rain.

Pulling him to her again,
she looked up at him through her lashes, �Dance with me in the rain, Draco.�
She whispered.

His heart jumped into his
throat, providing a lump there that no matter how hard he tried with the
largest gulp he could muster, he couldn�t get rid of.

�Of course.� He replied
and took up her hand, brushing his wet lips to her knuckles. She smiled sweetly
up at him and let him lead her, not caring if they were shuffling around in a
circle or not.

.-.-.

She laughed as they came
inside the house, finally deciding to come in after both were soaked to the
bone and teeth were chattering without end. Turning to face him, she let out
another laugh as she moved the stark-white blonde hair out of his stormy eyes
that were now glassy as he smiled down at her and was busy doing the same
courtesy to her.

�I must look terrible.�
She said as she peeled off her top jacket, which was a trench coat, and Draco
shook his head at her, suddenly appearing with boyish charm as he looked at her
out of the corner of his eye and she cheekily grinned up at him.

�We need to get out of
these clothes before we catch a cold,� She said and nodded towards the laundry
room, �Go ahead and put them in the washer when you�ve changed.� She said and
walked past him, up to the second story, where she promptly began changing.

Changing out of everything,
she turned and opened up the closet that they shared, the first thing that came
into her line of vision was one of Draco�s shirts. A shirt that he looked great
in and she couldn�t help but envision him in the dark blue silk.

Her eyes fluttered closed
as she ran her fingers down the sleeve of it. Opening her eyes again, she
slipped it off of its hanger and onto her shoulders, buttoning it up.

Hermione placed the collar
of it to her nose and breathed in, smiling softly at the scent of his cologne.
Merlin, how she loved that smell; it made her knees weak and at the same time
made her feel stronger.

Slipping on a pair of
warm-up pants that were easily five inches too long, she made her way
downstairs to see Draco coming out of the room, his shirt off and his black
jeans sticking tightly to his frame.

They both stopped at the
same time, staring at one another. Draco staring at the fact that Hermione was
in his clothes� his favorite shirt, no less, and Hermione staring at Draco�s
well� roman god-like body.

�You�re wearing my shirt.�
It sounded stupid coming outside of his mouth, but that was the only thought
going through his mind. Well, that, and the possibility of ravishing her while
she was in that shirt.

�Yeah, I didn�t think that
you would mind, though. I mean, I really like this shirt and�� she trailed off,
fingering the hem of it.

Draco swallowed, willing
himself to look away before he did something that was ill timed. Sighing, he
shook his head and looked back at her, �No, it�s fine.
You�re welcome to wear it whenever you like.� He smiled softly at her before
ordering his legs to work and brushed by her, going to change, himself.

Hermione gulped as she
felt his body brush against hers and shook her head as if to clear it as she
made her way to the fireplace.

When Draco came down,
still pulling a t-shirt down his front, he tilted his head as he watched
Hermione watching the roaring fire.

�Hay?� he asked and she
shook her head, turning it so she smiled back at him.

�Hey, sorry about that� I
kind of just� dazed off.� She apologized and stood, taking his wet clothes from
him and turning, taking them to be washed.

Coming out of the room,
she smiled as she leaned against the doorframe. Draco was now sitting on the
sofa, his head leaned against the back of the cushions and his mouth opened
slightly.

Taking the quilt off of
the back of the recliner, she unfolded it and spread it across Draco�s lap, his
eye opening in a slit to look at her.

�Hey,� he mumbled, his hand
coming out to catch her wrist, �where do you think you�re going?�

She turned back from going
to work on dinner and she smiled at him as he lifted up one side of the quilt
and tugged on her arm.

Getting the hint, she sat
next to him and he dropped the quilt on her lap, his arm going around her
shoulders and he took in a breath, �Take a nap with me.� He asked of her and
she could only comply.

Leaning her head against
his chest, she turned her body into him and closed her eyes, feeling her own
breathing even out. Feeling his cheek against her head, she smiled and brought
her hand up, wrapping her arm around his neck and leaning her head up to kiss
his neck.

�Sweet dreams.� She
whispered, nuzzling her nose into his neck, unaware to the smile playing across
her lips as she fell into peaceful slumber.

.-.-.

When Hermione awoke, she
was on the couch, curled underneath the entirety of the quilt and drooling on
one of the pillows.

Wiping the side of her
mouth of the slobber, she sleepily got up and went to the source of a wafting
aroma of food.

Coming into the kitchen,
she took in the sight of Draco standing at the stove, one towel over his
shoulder and busy saut�ing something.

�Smells good.� She spoke
and he jumped, inadvertently catching the curtains that covered the kitchen
window that was located over the sink and right next to the stove, on fire.

�Shit! God dammit!� he
cursed and set the pan on the other side of the stove and took the towel off of
his shoulder, hitting the curtains with the towel.

Hermione�s eyes grew and
she rushed over to the drawer that they kept the towels in, getting one and
quickly running back over to the sink next to Draco.

Running it under water,
Draco stopped swatting at the flames and stared at her, �What in bloody hell
are you doing?� he asked and she looked up at him before her eyes shifted to
look at the curtains and squeaked, ringing out the towel as Draco turned his
head to see what she was squeaking out and saw the fire spread to the short
curtains above the ones that were already on fire and swatted at the shorter
ones.

Hermione went to work on
the ones that were almost fully on fire now and quickly put out the fire,
helping Draco extinguish the one above it.

As they fanned the smoke
away from their faces, coughing, the smoke alarm went off and Hermione groaned
as she looked up at the circular alarm and moved to the backdoor, opening it up
and going to another cupboard and took a cookie sheet and pulled a chair from
the kitchen table, and while standing on it, started fanning at the source of
the loud beeping while Draco covered his ears and watched her.

The beeping soon stopped
and she sighed, stepping down from the chair and sitting on it, cookie sheet in
lap, breathing heavy.

�You�re never cooking
again.� She told him and he looked at her guiltily.

�I wanted to surprise you
with dinner� I wasn�t planning the surprise being a fire.� He motioned to the
window and sighed, yelling at himself mentally.

She stood and went to the
stove, turning it off, and put the cookie sheet back before she leaned against
the counter and suddenly started laughing, closing her eyes and brushed her
wild hair out of her face as she rocked first forward and then back.

�Are you off your rocker?�
he asked, a bit confused, and she laughed louder, sliding down to sit against
the wall and her body shook with her laughs, her arms crossed across her
stomach, clutching it, as her face turned pink with her temporarily not
breathing.

Taking in a breath, she
let out a laugh as she turned her eyes to meet his and he saw tears in her
eyes, �Who would have thought that you couldn�t cook? I mean� you were probably
the best student in Potions� and you can�t cook!� she began laughing again
after Draco�s face turned into a scowl.

�Ah-ha, you are so funny,�
His voice stayed in a monotone, showing how amused he was, which only made her
laugh harder. �here I was, trying to do something nice
for you, and you laugh at me.�

His lower lip jutted out
in a pout as she tried to control her laughs and wiped a tear away from her
reddened cheek and took one look at his face and burst out into laughs again.

He grumbled as he took up
his towel from flinging it over his shoulder again and twisted it up, snapping
it on her thigh.

She immediately stopped
laughing and gasped at him, eyes wide as he smirked at her and sauntered off
into a different part of the house, flinging the towel back over his shoulder.

Glaring, she jumped up and
grabbed up her wet towel from the kitchen table and chasing after him, snapping
him in the back of the head, making his hand shoot back to rub the spot before
his head turned in a playful glare.

�Oh, you�re gonna wish you
didn�t do that.� He promised her and stood up, twisting up his towel as she did
hers, also.

�Really? Bring it on, old man.� She teased and he quirked an
eyebrow at her.

�Since when am I the
oldest out of the two of us? I do believe that you were the one who was born a
year and almost three months prior to me.� He shot back and she stood up from
her fighting stance.

�How do you know my
birthday?� she asked and his arm shot out, his towel whipping her arm.

Rubbing the spot, she
glared as she wound up her towel and struck him back, �That was for calling me
old.� She struck him again and he winced, rubbing the spot.

�And that was for almost
burning the house down.� She struck him again.

Whip. Whip. Whip. �And for
saying I was insane. And� for calling me crazy.�

�Hey! That�s the same
answer!� Whip. �Ouch!�

�Shush! And for not
keeping a steady job!� she pointed a finger at him and he took her finger and
lowered it, his voice going with it as he stepped closer to her.

�And this is for wearing
my shirt and looking so good in it.� He rumbled as he leaned forward and
brought his mouth to hers in a crushing kiss before breaking it too quickly for
his liking and looked at her, concerned.

Her eyes opened as her
tongue wet her lips, �This is for dancing with me in the rain, you romantic
twit.� She replied, standing on her tip toes and throwing an arm around his neck
and kissing him back softly.

She broke away and grinned
at his already smiling face and they stayed there, his arms around her waist,
supporting her on her toes, and her arms around his neck, both of their towels
forgotten and at their feet.

�For taking a nap with
me.� He replied and kissed her, his tongue coming out to tease her upper lip
before pulling away.

�Tease.� She mumbled and
he grinned cheekily.

�Yes, I know,� he pulled
her flush against him, his lips brushing against her ear lobe, �but you love
it.� He repeated what she had earlier said and pulled back, smiling at her.

�Just as much as I love
your cooking.� She shot back and giggled as he bent to pick up his towel to
whip her again and she ran, trying to get away from him before the towel fight
started up again and she was unarmed.

.-.-.

Okay, so I know there was
fluff in there� I love it :D Just review� pretty
please? I would love to know what you guys think about it.
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