Dances with wounded dragons | By : GiantMushroom Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 16702 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Thanks to everyone for reviewing! I really love to read your reviews and it gives me so much more motivation to move on with this story!
On another note, i'm roadtripping throuhg France for two weeks, so I don't know if I'll be able to post any new chapters, but don't worry I'll be posting as soon as I get back!
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Hermione walked down from Dumbledore’s office. Thinking about what he said and about what he knew. He knew what was going on between herself and Draco. It made her feel uncomfortable; it had been her dirty secret, that was now out in some way. She could only hope that the headmaster never told this to anyone. She shook her head, of course he wouldn’t. If there was one person that was safe to trust with secrets, it was Dumbledore. Hermione could only guess at how many secrets his pensieve held. Hermione wondered when her life had become so difficult. She wasn’t sure of anything anymore. She rethought that statement, she was sure of one thing: she needed to see Draco right now.
Hermione had looked in the hospital wing, but the bed was empty. She wondered where the boy would have gone and her mind made a conclusion that she didn’t trust at all. She didn’t have any reason to believe that he would be there, but still, it felt like the best place to go looking for him. If he wanted to see her, he would be there. She made her way to their spot, the spot where they both felt safe to be who they wanted to be. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw him there, sitting in the gazebo, his white hair giving him away. She stood there, frozen in place, unable to move anywhere. After a little while, he noticed her too, his eyes finding hers. He got up and walked towards her. “I hoped you would come here” he whispered, he was standing next to her, his lips close to her ears. He noticed her shudder as he whispered the words in her ear. “I would never hurt you, please don’t be scared of me” he whispered, sad at the thought of her fearing him. He couldn’t blame her ofcourse, he gave her every reason to be scared. Hermione turned to look at him, standing dangerously close to him. She grabbed his arm and pulled up his sleeve. It was his turn to shudder now, both at the feeling of her fingers against his skin as well as the realization that his dark mark was out for everyone to see. Hermione held his hand in hers and with the other she traced the outlines of the mark. He saw a tear run down her face and he couldn’t help himself. He caught the tear with his free hand and wiped it away, slowly tilting her head to make her look at him. They stared at eachother for a little while before Hermione finally spoke.
“Does it hurt?” she asked him, her eyes giving him a worried look.
“It did in the beginning, now it only hurts when he calls me” he said, feeling ashamed as he talked about his Dark Lord in front of her.
“Explain it to me, explain to me what happened, I need to know” she whispered. He nodded. He would explain her everything he could, shy of the task he was burdened with. He couldn’t tell her about his task, she would try to stop him. Draco explained about his parents and how his father fell from grace with Voldemort. How it was now up to him to regain the honor of his family, but that that wasn’t why he took the mark. He told her about the death threats he got if he didn’t do it, if he failed to fulfill his duties. With each word, Hermione’s eyes grew more and more sad. He sighed when he finished the story, he had told her everything he hadn’t told anyone until now. It felt like his heart could finally breathe a little bit more.
“I didn’t mean to involve you in all of this, you can still just walk away and we can pretend that we never even met, like none of this ever happened” he whispered, offering her an out. Hermione shook her head.
“That’s just it, Draco, I can’t” she said.
“You don’t have to take care of me, I’m not your responsibility” he grew a little angry at the girl standing before him. How could she treat him like a child that needed help; he could do this on his own. He didn’t need her help and he didn’t need her pity. He let go of her hands and started walking towards the forest, leaving her behind. He stopped in his tracks when he heard her voice.
“That’s not it at all, I wish I could just walk away and let you be, but I can’t” she said, biting her lip. She looked at his back, standing a couple feet away from her. Her brain was yelling at her to not say what she was about to say, but her heart won the battle.
“Because I think I’m falling in love with you” she whispered, almost inaudible. She saw as his body tensed. She immediately regretted telling him anything about how she was feeling. He would probably just walk away from her anyway, to go fulfill his deatheater duties. How could he love a mudblood after all. There was no theory in her head that allowed the following to happen.
Draco turned in his tracks, stalked over to her and grabbed her face in his hand before crashing his lips onto hers. Hermione’s eyes grew big before she let her body melt into the kiss. Draco deepened the kiss. His tongue running over hers. He pulled away from her a little, still holding her face in his hands and he looked into her eyes.
“you’re so stupid, Hermione, don’t you see that I am bad for you?” he whispered.
“I don’t care” she answered, it was now her turn to kiss him. Her hands sliding to the back of his neck, pulling him closer.
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