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Never Fear the Unexpected	By : Mitchell92 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Het - Male/Female Views: 1866 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hermione woke up early in Draco bed. It all seemed so surreal and backwards but yet it was wonderful. She looked over at him, he was peaceful a sleep, she smiled at herself. Yes all this was bizarre but not considering the version of Draco she had gotten to know. He was a good man he just hid it a lot but in the last few days he has let his guard down and shown her the kind of person he was more importantly the kind of person he wanted to be. She smiled secretly proud of him and happy remembering the perfect night they had spent together. She looked at the clock and realised that she that she was going to be late to meet Harry and Ron before they left for Christmas break. She got out of the bed and began to dress, she was about to go get her shirt from upstairs because she didn’t have time to change into fresh ones when she looked back at Draco. She thought about waking him but she didn’t want to disturb him. So instead she left him a note explaining that she would be back in an hour or so.

She rushed into the Gryffindor common room and nearly crashed into Harry.

“O God sorry Harry” she said letting herself breathe.

“It’s ok. Are you alright? You look a little flushed.”

“I’m fine I just rushed hear since I overslept”

“In your clothes?” Ginny asked seeing the wrinkles and familiar clothes.

“Late night studying” she shrugged that excuse was so easy because most nights it would be true so it was an easy lie to tell. She knew eventually that she would have to tell them everything but not just yet. Her and Draco were just at the beginning of whatever they were and it was way too early to put the pressure of other people’s judgement on them even if those people were her very best friends.

The five Gryffindor’s all piled in one of the carriage heading towards the train; Harry, Ron, Ginny, Lavender and Hermione. For the smallest of moments Hermione almost wished she was going with them. This was the life she had always known it was safe and familiar but everything had become uncertain in the last few years since Voldemort had come back, but yet when she thought about Draco resting back in his bed. She thought about how it had felt to be with him last night then all of sudden she felt full of eagerness to get back to him. He was a new and exciting part of her life that she wanted to live. Suddenly she realised it wasn’t going to be a lonely Christmas, in fact it would be the opposite since it was going to be intimate and the very first Christmas she would spend with someone she cared about. She had a feeling it was going to so romantic with just her and Draco alone in the HPA together.

They got out of the carriage and the four of them piled into the train with their luggage. Then they came back out to say goodbye.

“Alright, time to go. Look you try and have some fun this holiday and don’t study too much.” Harry said as he hugged her goodbye. She smiled.

“Yeah Yeah, I’m sure I’ll manage to have some fun”. She smiled at the careful choice of words and the meaning behind it. They all hugged and loaded on the train she waved goodbye to them. For a moment she left a little alone, then an arm slipped around her waist. She turned to see Draco had followed her down. She wrapped her arms around him and let the possibility of holiday fill her. They looked at each other. He smiled.

“You ready to head back” she just nodded and let him lead her back to the carriages. He pulled her close to him. “I was thinking that we should have breakfast, just us and talk little; get to know each other more. What do you say?”

“I’d love to” she smiled at him; full of hope and happiness and nerves. The memories of last hung in between the pair as they sat in the carriage. They were silent all the way back to the HPA. Hermione went through the door first remembering clearly that this was the room they had so calmly discussed sex the previous night. The calm and confident feeling she had felt then seemed to have abandon her now. As Draco led her to the rug before the fire. Someone most likely a house elf had laid out a spread of toast, croissants, bacon, sausages and eggs, she smiled and sat with making herself some jam toast.

“So are you full of regret?” he asked in such an off hand way that it made her head shoot up in surprise, she also dropped the knife she was using.

“No of course not” her voice was shrill but to her astonishment Draco was smiling. He laughed at her expression torn between confusion and doubt. He raised his hand and stroked her cheek.

“You don’t need to be nervous you know. Your usually very good at being with me.”

“Sorry I guess the stakes have just changed a little. Also I’m not usually so of the moment.” He laughed again.

“Don’t worry we’re just talking. So why is that do you think that is?” Draco asked.

“Why is what?”

“That you’re always so; prepared shall we say” she laughed at his carefully words.

“I suppose simply that if you can’t be popular, you have to be good and smart. I never had any friends before I came to Hogwarts. I was always alone so instead I buried myself in books and found a different life that lived only in their pages. Then at Hogwarts I was muggle of a lower class shall we say.” Draco blushed a little but made no interruption. “So I suppose I didn’t expect to be accepted hear either and then I want to prove that I wasn’t insignificant. Harry and Ron were a total surprise for me. I suppose they still are. I guess you’re the latest surprise in my life.”

“Yes I suppose I am. Maybe I’m here to show just how significant you really are.”

“Maybe I’m here to show you that you don’t have to become them.”

“My parents you mean”

“And the rest of the deatheaters. You’re not like them at all. You know you never told me your plan?” Draco choked. He supposed he should have known that he could fool her. Her quick mind was always bound to form the question he least wanted to answer and vice versa but the problems was her questions were likely to do more damage overall. He decided for the time being that playing was the best strategy for now.

“What?”

“Draco” she sounded stunned. “You can’t just walk away from them you must have some kind of plan. You know this”. Ok that was a strategy lasted all of 2 seconds.

“Yeah I know I need one I just don’t really have one. I mean I can’t just run for it. He will find me or will my father and you.”

“I factor into your plan?” there was that tone of surprise again.

“Of course”. He reached across stroke her cheek again. “Hermione I never felt this way before. You are so special and important to me. I don’t want to leave you but I also don’t want to put you in danger. If any of the deatheaters find out about us we’d both be dead. Literally. So we sort have to keep this secret. I don’t want to trust me” he reassured her. “I’m so happy but the slytherins can’t be trusted. I’m not the only one who grew up with deatheater parents and I don’t know all of them. I just can’t risk one of them saying something. Of course you can tell your friends, I don’t think I have to worry about them.” Hermione laughed.

“No they won’t be telling deatheaters but I doubt they will be throwing us a party anytime soon.”

“I know there is some history but it will be ok right”

“I hope so” she tried to smile but somehow she couldn’t manage it. Draco reached for and before she could think they were kissing again and somehow she felt warmth rush through her body as he led her downstairs once more.
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