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I Thought I Lost You	By : natloves16 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 3913 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-I Thought I Lost You
- 2-Realizations From An Unlikely Source
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All too soon the thing that she thought was protecting her was being
pulled over her head. Her heart was now lurching out of her chest and beating
very, very fast. She managed a gaze at her discoverer, as her eyes went wide as
saucers.
�Well, well, well� Hadn�t expected in seeing you here, Granger�� her
discoverer taunted. �Let alone in Draco Malfoy�s bed��

�Relax�� he commanded. �I�m not going to hurt you.� Her attacker made his
point acute as he held up two hands, signaling that he was defenseless, And
never at all to hurt her.
She still held tightly on her newly grasped wand. If anything, this wouldn�t
be the death of her. There was no respect in that. She would rather die in the
hands of Voldemort, or someone of the same stature, for it would be a shame to
die in the hands of an Italian wizard of her age, a Slytherin one at that.
�Merlin, Granger!� he said exasperatedly. �He�s going to have my head first
before I can even lay a finger on you. � He emphasized. �And I was just
kidding! honestly!�
Hermione narrowed her eyes into slits. Should she give in and trust someone
like him? Surely, whatever happens from here on out would be owed to the
decision she was about to make. Not quite ready to give him her trust yet, she
relied on her best ally, magic.
�Accio Wand!� she muttered silently but clearly. She didn�t want to
risk waking up a whole band of arrogant Slytherins. She watched her
discoverer�s wand fly up from his bedside table before lying on her waiting
hand. Blaise Zabini�s eyes lit up for a moment, before taking in a sign of
resignation. She took it that he understood that she was just trying to be
safe.
�I won�t even come near you.� He said, trying to pacify her fears. �I�d sit
down here.� He said, gesturing on the foot of Draco�s bed. She didn�t give him
a sign of confirmation, and continued to scrutinize his every movement.
�I don�t need someone to guard me, If that is your
intent.� She said cautiously, trying her best to be polite. It didn�t come as a
surprise to her that Blaise knew the real score between her and Draco. The two
boys were joined at the hem, somewhat similar to Ron and Harry�s friendship.
Despite of that, she didn�t feel at all comfortable in letting her guard down.
She deduced that Blaise might have accepted her and Draco�s relationship out of
duty as a friend, rather than getting over his mindset pureblood supremacy.
�Trust me, guarding you is the last thing I ever want to do.� He said his
voice curt. �But you inside of the dorms?� he asked rhetorically. �Draco
wouldn�t be too happy about that if I turned the other cheek.�
�I�ll make sure he won�t bother with your head.� She said, trying to shake
him off.
Blaise snorted. �Easy for you to say.� He said,
looking up at her straight in the eye. �A friend�s got to do what a friend�s
got to do.� He said nonchalantly, heaving his shoulders to emphasize his point.
�Suit yourself.� She said strongly, before covering herself, (this time
making sure that her feet was covered) by the invisibility cloak.
�First things first, Granger.� Blaise said his tone
mirthful, as if trying to ridicule her. �Silencio!� he said clearly.
�I�m afraid you forgot the most basic of the art of espionage.� He said
haughtily. She didn�t answer back.
�What the hell are you bloody doing out here?� He asked, obviously curious.
�Draco won�t be back till early morn�. He said he had to be somewhere
important.� He shared despite of her silence.
Her ears suddenly perked up, thankful that he couldn�t see her. Where could
Draco be up to? She should take that as a hint and go back to her dorms? Or was
he trying to fool her? Question racked through her mind, unable to come up with
a logical decision.
�Since you�re not talking�� Blaise said, trailing off silently. �Then I
think I can flat out share to you that didn�t look all too happy when he said
that.� He told her. �He was pissed, alright.�
�Was he really?� She asked herself. She supposed it was the case
since she didn�t really give him a chance. She was so hasty in jumping to
conclusions, and she knew she had no one to blame but herself and her useless
insecurities.
Blaise spoke, breaking her reverie. �I don�t really know what happened,
Granger.� He offered. �But you should, by now, acknowledge the truth that is
staring at your face.�
Hermione finally broke her silence. �What truth?� she asked interested and
perked up by his cryptic messages.
�There are things I can�t tell you, of course.� Blaise said. �Those things
are practically sealed with an unbreakable vow between us friends.� He
continued. But� there was never a reason for you to lie to yourself.�

She stretched her arms over her head, trying to ease out the tension
mounting on her small shoulders. She had been buried under piles and piles of
parchment, studying profusely for two long assessments on Transfiguration and
Potions. She had continued on for hours now, only stopping at this point to
take a much needed break.
She stared down on the clutter of parchments that made sense. She felt
pride course through her veins at the sight of her handiwork, carefully looking
over and analyzing the words over them.
It was then that she noticed that something was amiss. In the sea of
yellow papers, there lay a white linen paper, complete with a neat scribble in
perfect contrast of hers on the parchment drafts.
She gingerly pulled it out, curious but then alighted as she read the
first words�
Granger,
You are a hopeless nut case.
In fact, I wouldn�t be surprised if you didn�t notice this before you
dumped your annoying books on your desk.
You need to have fun, with me of course. I know you�re not capable of
having fun on your own, and yes Granger, fun doesn�t involve staring at magical
plants for hours and hours and taking notes about its �developments�. I�m
talking about the shagging fun, the kind we both enjoy.
In the light of the foregoing, I will shag you in five minutes by the
time you read this letter. And there is no turning back, I have crafted this
special linen paper for you, so by the time your eyes scan on the first word,
I�d already have known that you have paid attention to other things.
Don�t you just feel lucky that you have me? I�m so adventurous and
vibrant that it must have hurt your pretty eyes. I tell you, my edge and
brilliancy amasses your very intellect. I am proud to say that I reduce you to
a puddle of goo whenever I whisper dirty things in you ear, and how I do love
that delectable way when you blush, Granger. Once again, you are reduced to
mere dust when I run my favorite finger on your flushed cheeks.
Now, I repeat, aren�t you a lucky little wench? Don�t you feel as if you
are not worthy of my priceless affection and adoration? Well�
Sorry to disappoint you darling, but you can always thank your lucky
stars�
Because I�d always be the lucky one.
Malfoy
P.S You already know those three words, Granger. But just in case your
memory fails you�
I love you.
She heard the door on her room swing open. �Your five minutes are up,
Granger�� she heard a familiar voice drawl.
He was right after all, as she could only gulp loudly, her body
shuddering and reduced to a bloody pile of goo.

�He loves you really, Granger.� Blaise spoke as she was just coming out of
her thoughts. �It would really help if you move out of his bed now and come
back to your dorms.� He suggested.
�There is not too big of a fault to be unforgivable.� He continued. �You got
him pussy whipped, anyhow.� Blaise said lightheartedly, giving out a light
chuckle.
She didn�t reply, but he only heard small footsteps inching out of the bed
and heading toward the door.
Blaise chuckled upon himself once again. �Allow me to escort you out of the
den, Milady.�

�Gods, where could Granger be?� Draco thought to himself, his eyes
almost closing in a losing bout against sleep.
He can�t quit now, he had put in much too effort to stay awake. It would be
a waste if he succumbed to the clutches of his awaiting dream.
He rubbed his eyes forcefully, trying to get rid of the growing tiredness
around him. He craned his neck slowly, trying to ease out both tension and
sleep.
She was really a hard headed girl. He didn�t know before how to prove it
to her, but their heated argument only recently hit him with perfect clarity.
He now knew what was missing, what was lacking.
Only if she�d come back to bed now�.

A/N: Next chapter could possibly be the conclusion or the start of
something new (haha). Who knows? plot
bunny come to me!
All mistakes are mine. Please bear with them for the time being.
Thanks to: margaritama, paigeey07, Mrs. Draco Malfoy, Kallie, jhvkj
Thank you all again.
Till the next update my sweets!
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