'Draco, when I'm through with you, you're going to wish your mother never produced you,' she muttered. Still with her back towards him.
She was facing the growing crowd- a crowd that if anything was getting bigger. Did no one have lives? That they all had to stand there and stare at her and Draco like were Mer people. She didn't risk moving her head to the side, otherwise she would see her best friends heart broken faces.
This wasn't her fault. Draco made her commit, made her feel naughty and desirable. She knew that Ron and Harry would ever understand what this relationship stood for. Because it was more then just sex. It was love-making, and she was in love. She couldn't picture herself with anyone else.
Draco gave her that hope. That no one would ever make her feel like that again. No one. Not even Ron.
'What are you doing with 'Mione, Malfoy?' Ron's voice roared through. Hermione winced and turned to see Draco's laughing face.
This wasn't good. She didn't want anyone knowing about their relationship, since they just started it. It was a personal thing and she didn't want it ruined by people asking questions or bothering them about bloodlines and the war.
Their relationship was the beginning of something new. Something that was just for her and Draco.
'I'm not doing anything with Hermione, that she doesn't want me to do. Right, Hermione?' Draco's silky voice snapped her out of her thoughts.
She smiled tentatively at Harry and Ron and nodded, 'Draco and I are together.'
It felt odd saying that. Draco and I. She glanced at Draco and saw him staring at her. Those soul-searching eyes made her heart start beating faster and she suddenly felt weak. His eyes suddenly turned a dark gray, lust shot through her.
Everyone was gone. Just them. Draco took two steps and crashed his lips down to her. Hermione moaned and clutched at him harder.
Just them. That's the way she wanted it.
Then someone pulled her away. She was whirled around and looking at Ron.
'Mione, what are you doing? You're kissing him. Is that why you left me? Because you wanted to be with ferret boy here,' now Hermione was angry.
'I left you because there wasn't anything there. Nothing for me to acknowledge. I didn't love you like I did. I'm sorry Ron, but I'm in love with Draco now. And no, it isn't the love potion or a lust one. I really do love him. He makes me so... so.. it's indescribable,' she still felt Draco's eyes on her. It made her happy and her sudden angry mood vanished.
'You fell out of love with me,' he murmured. Hermione looked into Ron's eyes and her interior cracked a little. She really didn't want to lose Harry or Ron as friends. But she honestly, after a week could not picture her life without Draco. He slithered his way into her life and she's keeping him there.
'I'm sorry, Ron. I love you like a friend,' she said, looking at him still.
'We'll see about that,' then his lips were on her. She tried pushing him away, she felt guilty because the kiss did nothing for her. Then suddenly she was against something hard. A body, of sorts.
'Touch her again, and I swear to Merlin, I will kill you,' Draco said from behind her. He was the thing she fell on.
'Calm down there, Malfoy. We're leaving now,' that was the first time she heard Harry say something. He looked calm, and collected. Not like Ron- who looked like he wanted to throttle Draco.
'Harry?' she asked cautiously. Maybe it was just her. Maybe he was angry at her.
'I'm not mad Hermione. I just wish you would've told me. Malfoy and I had come to a truce, so I'm okay with him, if you are,' he motioned to Draco, who inclined his head back.
'Thank you, Harry,' she hugged him and he hugged her back. She felt so happy. She felt like yelling and screaming and dancing. Everything that was joyous. Because everything was right In her life.
Ron was still mad, but eventually he'd get over it. He promised her once that they would always stay friends. She would keep him to his word. She didn't want to lose Ron, especially all that happened between them. She felt bad that she couldn't return his feelings and felt even more guilty because she was in love with someone that he swore he would always hate.
'Let's go, 'Mione,' Draco tugged on her hand and she went to him. They left with everyone still staring at them. Hermione rolled her eyes and laughed freely. Merlin, it felt good.
'Are you happy?' he whispered in her ear, and it sent shivers down her spine. She leaned on her toes and softly pressed her mouth to his for a simple kiss.
'Oh, Merlin,' she heard him mutter before he gathered her in his arms and kissed her like his life depended on it.
'Yeah, let's definitely go,' Hermione said, dragging him away for the first time.
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