A Heart's Dream

She stared into those green eyes as they completely consumed her soul, and felt his soft hands slowly move up and down her back, causing her body to tingle all over. She wanted so badly for him to kiss her. Then a small smile appeared on his face and he slowly moved in closer until their lips were only an inch apart. She could feel his warm breath, as she held her own…

“Hermione,” whispered the familiar voice of her best friend.

She felt a small nudge and slowly opened her eyes. “Hmm?” was her only reply. “What a dream!" But… Harry was her best friend, what did it mean? So many questions were rushing through her head. Perhaps it was nothing. Yes, it was nothing just a random dream because she had gone all summer without seeing her friends. But why had she enjoyed it so much? And why did she not want it to end?

“Hermione? Are you okay?” Harry questioned.

“What?” replied Hermione, finally realizing she was cuddled up next to Harry causing her to sit bolt upright.

“Are you okay? You fell asleep and were making funny noises.”

“Oh, sorry I’m fine. It was just a strange dream,” she replied, immediately regretting it at once.

“What was it about?” asked Harry curiously.

She couldn’t outright lie to Harry.

“Just about us,” and desperately wanting a change of subject, “so where’s Ron?”

“Neville needed some help finding Trevor, and since you looked so comfortable Ron went to help him alone.”

Just then their compartment door opened and Ron joined then once again.

“Awake at last Hermione?” said Ron as he noticed her.

“Yeh-eh-eh-es” she replied through a yawn.

“Why so tired?” asked Harry, with a bit of concern in his voice.

“Probably spent all night brushing up on Hogwarts: A History. Right Hermione?” said Ron jokingly.

“Actually Ron… I did spend most of my night engulfed in reading, but I was working on some new spells I wanted to try out on Malfoy in case he decided to pay us a visit, and lost track of time. But now I’m as fresh as a daisy!” she said with a smile.

“I see, I didn’t think Harry would make that comfortable of a pillow, but I guess I was wrong,” said Ron jokingly, without giving it another thought. This random statement caused Hermione to blush as she sneaked a small peek at Harry, who appeared to have done the same.

“Why would he blush?” thought Hermione. “It’s probably my imagination,” she finally concluded.

“Hermione, you may want to change into your robes,” said Harry.

“You’re probably right, be back in a minute.”

Hermione quickly grabbed her robes and left the compartment. She was nearly to the changing rooms when she bumped into the person she least likely wanted to see, Draco Malfoy.

“Watch where you’re going Granger!”

“Watch yourself Malfoy!”

“So where are your bodyguards? It’s not like them to leave you alone, you might get hurt.”

“They’re not my bodyguards, and is that a threat?”

Hermione tried to find her wand only to realize she had left it back in the compartment. “How could you be so stupid?”

Malfoy seemed to realize she was unarmed, and decided to take advantage of the situation. He pined her up against the wall causing her to drop her robes as she placed her hands on his firm chest. With his arms on both sides of her, she had nowhere to go.

“What are you playing at?” she hissed.

He brought his lips to her ear, and she could feel his warm breath against her cheek, causing her to tremble.

“Nothing at all, I just thought we could be alone,” he whispered, noticing her slight tremble.

“And why is that?” she replied pleading with her body to once again come under the control of her mind instead of her hormones.

“Just thought we could have some fun,” he replied moving forward and bringing their bodies even closer.

“Fun? What kind of fun?”

“Are you really that naive Granger?”

“Of course not but…” and she never got to finish her sentence as Malfoy brought his lips to hers. She had never felt anything like this before, she knew she should push him away, but she couldn’t. She wanted more. She wanted to feel his tongue in her mouth and explore his with her own, desperately. Malfoy could sense this and decided that that would be enough, just to give her a taste of what was to come and pulled away.

“See you around,” he said and walked away.

Hermione stayed glued to the wall, eyes shut savoring his kiss, until she was brought back to reality as her mind once again regained control. “What just happened? You kissed Malfoy, well Malfoy kissed you…but you didn’t push him away!” Her mind swam with thoughts as she gathered her robes and went to get changed.