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Waiting For You	By : dracoyoflam Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 3523 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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After they stared at each other for a minute, Draco started to lean back down but was surprised when Hermione broke eye contact and pushed at his chest. She shoved at his chest until he leaned back and was completely off of her. She crawled away from him and stood up.

She cleared her throat and stepped a few paces away from him. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand before she turned around to face him. He stayed sitting and silently watched her while he tried to cover his erection with a pillow from the back of the couch.

Hermione started to say something but paused and instead blurted out an apology before she quickly headed for the stairs.

“Hermione.. Wait.” He managed to get out but she didn’t stop.

She rushed up the stairs and went into her room, she closed the door behind her and plopped down on her bed. She looked around the room that was full of things that didn’t belong to her and she wished so badly that she could just have a home to go to.

She missed having things of her own and she missed being in a house that wasn’t so crammed full of people. The room was an ugly beige color and the bed stuck out like a sore thumb with the bright pink comforter.

The bathroom was just off to the side, which she thanked the gods for it having a bathtub. She missed having baths, she loved to soak in the bubble-filled water that was so hot that it turned her skin red.

She longed for it but instead, she settled for cooling down with some water splashed to her face in the sink. She let the water run off of her face and onto her dress, it was slowly becoming more and more wet before she eventually brought a small towel to her skin.

Her face was dry but her dress wasn’t, so she walked over to a dresser and pulled out a blouse and a pair of jeans which she actually preferred wearing anyway, and set them on the bed.

She stood there for a moment just staring off at nothing until she finally snapped out of it. She hurriedly pulled off her dress and threw it on the floor beside the bed.

She stepped into the legs of her jeans and pulled them up to her waist, she zipped them and buttoned them before someone knocked on the door and came in without waiting for an answer.

She stood there in a bra and jeans facing away from the door, she knew who it was because anyone else would have waited for a reply.

“Waiting for me to say ‘come in’ would have been a nice thing to do but whatever, welcome.”

She still didn’t face him but she could hear his feet scrape the floor as he turned away from her. He sighed loudly but didn’t leave the room.

“Hermione, what was that?” I mean you jump on me like that and then you push me away… I don’t get it.”

He was obviously confused and a little hurt by the way things ended. Hermione didn’t answer though, she just kept staring at the ugly walls.

“Hermione, answer me.”

Still nothing.

He turned around and slowly walked up behind her. He softly grabbed her arm and turned her around to face him for the second time that day.

Hermione didn’t look at him, she kept her eyes on the floor. She didn’t want to look at him because she knew what the response would be: lust.

Draco pressed his hand to her abdomen and softly moved his hand across her stomach. She already knew what he was tracing with his fingers.

“What happened?” He asked softly, still tracing the scar that ran through her skin.

She pushed his hand away and reached for her shirt that still lay untouched on the bed. He grabbed her wrist in one of his hands to stop her but she quickly pulled it away and grabbed the blouse.

She let it hang from her fingers as she took a step back to look at him. She covered the scar with the shirt but still didn’t put it on.

“Things have happened, I’ve changed. I have more scars than this one and not all of them are physical. Unless you want to share stories about your scars too, the subject can be dropped.”

She said this without passion or feeling in her voice, she said it like she had gone numb. Draco shook his head in reply to her answer so she slipped the shirt over her head and pulled it down over the top of her jeans.

“I didn’t think so.”

She bent over and picked up her purple dress then sat down on the bed. She reached up and pulled her hair free of the band and the curls fell freely around her face. Some of her hair was still wet and being free released a new burst of fruity smells from the shampoo that she had used.

(Flashback)

Hermione and Draco had just finished making love in his large green and silver bed when he laid down on his stomach at the foot of the bed and she sat down next to him. They were talking about random things that didn’t mean anything to anyone when she started tracing the scars on his back with her fingers.

“Draco, what are these from anyway? I’ve always wondered but now I want to know.”

He glanced back at her then laid his head back down on his arm. Things were comfortable between them now, they had started out as lovers but ended up being more than that; they were friends.

“It doesn’t matter where they came from, eventually they’ll fade and so will the memory.”

Hermione smiled to herself. ‘Just like him to answer with some full of crap nonchalant attitude.’

She kept tracing the numerous scars on his back until she finished with those and started with the ones on his arm.

“It matters to me.”

He turned his head to face her and smiled his special smile. He only smiled that way for her and she always counted them a blessing when they actually appeared.

“Don’t you think they make me sexy? If I told you, you might not like them anymore.”

She sighed and stopped moving her finger across the marks that covered his body. She was a little annoyed and worried but knew that if he didn’t want to tell her then there was no way for her to get it out of him.

“Fine.” She said.

“I get it, you don’t want to tell me.”

She scooted away but before she could get to aggravated at him, he moved closer and romantically tackled her onto her back. He started kissing her all over and she eventually started giggling until he finally met her lips and things turned into something more sensual and less funny.

(End Flashback)

He felt frustrated for many different reasons, one of them was because of the event that had just happened downstairs. He let out a deep breath then sat down on the bed next to her and grabbed her hand.

She pulled away as soon as she felt the contact but didn’t stand. She was silent for a minute before she finally decided to speak.

“I’m not the same person that I was back then. I mean, you don’t even know me.”

“Maybe.” He replied softly.

He reached over and grabbed her chin with his fingers and turned her head so that she was facing him. He didn’t let go.

“Or maybe… I know better than anyone.”

He paused and let go of her then stood up to leave. He stopped in the doorway and turned his head to the side and started to speak under his breath. He was just loud enough for her to catch it.

“Hermione, I will always know you.”

He said this and then walked out of the doorway and down the stairs. She could hear him reach the bottom of the steps and continue as he reached the living room. She heard him open the door, walk out, and then close the door behind him as he went out for some fresh air.

Hermione was left sitting there feeling stupid and depressed. She missed him more than anything but she still had the nagging feeling that she was right about this one.

He hadn’t seen or heard from her in ten years. A lot of things can change about a person in that much time, especially under the circumstances that she had to endure.
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