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Bad Romance	By : Astrid-Lemons Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 14480 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The next couple of weeks were full of insanity. Ron's brother, Percy, who was working for the ministry, had written him a long abrasive letter asking him to cut ties with Harry. Percy went on talking about how Harry was a complete nutter for spreading 'lies' that Voldemort had returned. Sirius made a very unexpected appearance in the common room hearth late one evening to talk to Harry about his scar and give some info on Hagrid, although it wasn't much. Umbridge had been bestowed the title of 'High Inquisitor' making her sit in on other classes to evaluate the professors and report back to the ministry.
Ron and Harry were on edge, as was expected. Hermione still refused to speak to Ginny after the outburst by the quidditch pitch about Draco. She knew Ginny was just trying to protect her, and that, for all intents and purposes, she was right about the figurative target on her back. When Lucius had walked around her it almost felt as if he was looking for just that. That didn't deter the late night rendezvous she and Draco had up in the astronomy tower.
Hermione felt daft as she tried to figure out what Draco was going to say before Snape had so rudely interrupted them that night. The whole meeting in general left Hermione reeling. Draco had been so playful and gentle with her. It was nothing like the frenzy of arms, mouths, and animalistic need that happened the first time. The thought of his head on her chest panting, totally spent, gave her butterflies. She smiled thinking about how he grabbed her hand choking back a laugh as they clumsily made their descent down the spiral staircase. That was the first time she had ever seen him give a true smile or heard him let out a light-hearted laugh.
They always found ways to sneak into the shadows to snog after that. Every time she ached for more. Draco still had a nasty habit of pushing Ron and Harry's buttons every chance he got. No matter how many times she scolded him, he always managed to reduce her to a puddle of hormones at his feet.
Hermione laid on the red and gold threadbare rug in front of the fire of the common room. Everyone else was up in their beds leaving the room silent with the exception of the crackling fire. She propped herself up on her elbows, engrossed in a book on magical fungi when a small cough caught her attention. Ginny sat down next to Hermione crossing her legs in front of her. "I'm really sorry." She whispered.
Hermione sat up and put her book down beside her. "About the whole Draco thing?"
Ginny raised an eyebrow at her. "Since when did you start calling Malfoy by his first name?"
"Are we going to go through this again?" Hermione sighed.
"Sorry it just caught me off guard."
"You were right, you know?" Hermione mumbled. "About the whole target thing. I literally ran into Lucius on my way back in the castle after our talk."
Ginny gasped scooting closer, encouraging her to go on. Hermione retold the tale of her face to face encounter with Lucius. Ginny looked horrified by then end.
"Does Malfoy know that happened?"
"Yea, he knew before I even told him. He still feels like an ass for what happened."
Hermione could see the wheels in Ginny's head turning as she realized that she and Draco were still seeing each other. Not wanting to have to explain anything to her, Hermione changed the subject. "So, Ron has been ranting about all the guys chasing you around lately. Once a day he bitches about it telling me he is going to 'kick someone's ass' for even looking at you." Ginny let out a loud laugh as she enthusiastically shared everything Hermione had missed since their fight. Hermione really missed all the girl talk with Ginny. She knew that eventually Ginny would ask about Draco again. Until then she just sat back laughing so hard her sides hurt enjoying the much needed girl time.
***
The energy flowing through the common room the next morning was full of excitement over the impending Hogsmeade trip in a couple of hours. Harry, Ron, Hermione, the Weasley twins, and Ginny huddled in a corner away from the commotion.
"I don't understand who would want to learn defense against the dark arts from me, with the exception of you guys." Harry whispered.
"Because you're Harry-motherfucking-Potter!" Fred exclaimed quietly.
Hermione narrowed her eyes at Harry. "You have faced Voldemort how many times, and here you are. Obviously you are doing something right." Harry shrugged.
"So have you set up a meeting place?" Ron asked Hermione.
"Yes, the Hogs Head." The group leaned away looking at her as if she had multiple heads. "I know it's a bit dodgy, but it isn't out of bounds and it won't be crowded so we can keep a low profile."
"If you're sure." Ginny said putting her hand on Hermione's shoulder. "I am." Hermione smiled. "I'm going to do one quick sweep out in the corridor to make sure everyone's here."
Ginny gave her a knowing look. "Don't take too long." Hermione ignored her and made her way out of the portrait hole.
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Hermione was rounding a corner of the hall when two long well-built arms wrapped around her waist pulling her into the darkness slamming her up against the cold stone wall with her wrists above her head. "You know what happens when you make me wait." Draco growled in her ear his teeth lightly grazing her earlobe. His deep baritone voice sent vibrations through her whole body making her shiver.
"Oh yea?" She smiled coyly wetting her lips.
A dark smile flashed across his face. In one smooth motion Draco hoisted her up onto his hips pinning her to the wall with his pelvis, cradling her backside with his strong hands. His pants had already grown tight against his growing erection. He rubbed it against her feeling her hips push back to his, a soft moan escaping her mouth. His mouth locked onto hers letting his tongue trace the inside of her lips. She knotted her hands in his hair opening her mouth roughly stroking his tongue with hers. His breath hitched, never had a woman had this much pull on him. Just the sight of her made his heart pound relentlessly in his chest as if it was trying to escape.
He pulled his lips from hers trailing soft kisses up her jaw to the sensitive bit of flesh under her ear. "I'm going to drill you into this wall if we don't stop." He husked in her ear. Hermione knew he was right. She pouted as he let her slide back down to the floor. He cupped her face giving her a soft lingering kiss just as the sound of students bustling into the corridor caught their attention. "Shit." Hermione mumbled.
"Go out there. I'll double back and be out in no time." He turned and quickly made his way in the other direction.
"There you are! We've been waiting for you! C'mon, we need to hurry up and get in line!" Ron said hooking arms with Hermione and dragging her along side of him.
Draco appeared two halls down. He shoved his way between them. "Watch where you're going, Granger!" He snapped. "Go fuck yourself, Malfoy." She retorted. She grabbed Ron's arm pulling him forward. She looked back just in time to see Draco wink at her. They still kept up their appearances to other students. It would look suspicious if they never fought or yelled obscenities at each other.
"What a right bastard he is." Ron grumbled as they made their way over to the rest of their group. Hermione rolled her eyes. "He's Malfoy. What do you expect?" Ron cut his eyes at her and followed the rest of the group out of the castle.
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The Hogs Head trip had been a complete success. Hermione had originally planned on just a handful of students showing up, but was pleasantly surprised to see twenty or more of their peers file into the old dirty bar. Harry's initial fears seemed to trickle away as he realized how important it was to push on with the defense against the dark arts 'club'. Whenever the ministry decided to make their move they would be one of the only ones able to stand their ground and fight back.
Their optimism was short lived the next morning. A flyer hung on the common room announcement board declaring that all clubs and quidditch teams now had to be approved by Umbridge.
"Do you think she saw us?!" Ron stuttered.
"No." Hermione said confidently. "I did a sweep of the place before we started the meeting."
Harry flanked Hermione's side. "Are you sure Malfoy didn't get wind of us?"
"Positive." They both looked at her questioningly. "I'm not that daft to overlook him." She replied quickly grabbing her satchel and heading towards the portrait hole.
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Hermione was fuming as she did her rounds that evening. Draco had crossed the line. In the midst of his boasting about Slytherin immediately getting the green light to continue with quidditch to Harry and Ron, he had mentioned something about St Mungo's that set Neville off. Although, she didn't catch what exactly it was about, it was enough to cause Neville to launch himself, fists flying, at Draco and his goons.
"Relax." Ron said trying to keep up with Hermione. For the first time in weeks Ron decided to go on patrol with her.
"I'm fine." She murmured.
"Well, I'm going to head down to the kitchen. I'm starving." He grumbled.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "When are you not?" Ron shrugged and made his way down the stairs.
"Hey Granger. What are you doing down here?" Draco smirked striding over to Hermione.
She narrowed her eyes and attempted to walk past him. "Where is Weasely?" He asked catching her elbow as she tried to push past him.
"I'm really put off with you right now, Malfoy."
"For what exactly?" He urged her to look at him.
"Whatever you said to set off Neville was uncalled for. Pissing off Ron and Harry is one thing, but bringing someone like Neville into this is disgusting."
Draco stood back, his brow furrowed. "First of all, I never said a thing to 'purposely' get Longbottom in a state." Hermione crossed her arms. "Are you sure?"
He raked his hand through his hair. "When have I ever lied to you?" She scoffed. "Okay okay. When have I lied to you since we have been, you know." He nodded his head.
Hermione sighed. "If you are lying to me Draco so help me..." He put his finger over her lips.
"Now are you going to tell me why Longbottom is of such interest? I wasn't aware that I wasn't the only one you were getting frisky with." He moved his finger away crossing his arms.
Hermione put her hands on her hips. "No Neville and I are just friends. What would it matter anyway? We're not an item." Her face was red as she jabbed a finger into his chest. "Furthermore, I am not a common bint! I don't just go around shagging people for shits and giggles like you."
"Really? So that's what you think of this?" Draco went rigid his eyes burning into hers. He reached into his pocket pulling out a small black satin box and tossed it at her. She caught it looking up at him suspiciously. "Go on then." He urged still looking peevish.
Hermione's hands shook as she slowly flipped open the little box. Nestled into the soft black padding inside was a dainty platinum rope necklace. "Draco, it is beautiful." She breathed. She gingerly pulled out the necklace and put the box in her robes.
Draco stepped forward pulling off his silver serpent ring. The emerald in the center gleamed as the light from the dusty windows touched it. He unclasped the necklace sliding the ring onto it. "Turn around." He smiled pulling her long brown hair off of her neck to fasten it. She turned back to face him completely speechless.
"I know that right now we can't have anything proper, but I hoped this would suffice for the time being."
She threw her arms around his neck hugging him close. He tilted her chin up looking into her dark brown eyes. The feeling she gave him was beyond compare. There was no doubt in his mind that what they had was as natural as breathing. He softly pushed his lips to hers. They held each other close locked in a long passionate kiss. Both of them were so lost in the moment that they didn't even notice Ron standing atop the stairs with his mouth agape.
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A/N: I hope you guys are enjoying the story! It's starting to get a bit more difficult to write as I go along. I'm getting to the parts of year 5 when everything starts going apeshit. I do have a HUGE emotionally charged scene planned out for the near future.
For those of you that have left me some much needed words of encouragement, thank you so much. It truly brightens my day! I appreciate every single person who has taken time out of their busy days to read my story. I also want to thank everyone who rated it!
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