The Veelas

The Veelas 08

Hermione lay on her bed. She could not stop thinking about that kiss. She twirled her hair. It was on her mind all the time. She heard the door open. Ginny walked in. Neither of the girls said anything for a while. Finally, Ginny broke the silence.

"Hello Hermione," Ginny said.

"Hi, what can I do for you Ginny?" Hermione asked.

"I just wanted to ask what was going on. You have seemed a little different lately." Ginny sat down on her bed next to Hermione.

"Have I?"

"Yeah. Want to tell me what is going on?" Hermione thought about the past few days.

"Nothing. Nothing at all," Hermione fibbed. "Why does it seem like it?"

"Well, yes. You are never at the Quidditch practices anymore and you just seem so distant. I am not the only one who has noticed, Ron and Harry have too."

"I'm fine," Hermione said.

"I did not ask if you were fine Hermione," Ginny paused. "Hermione what is wrong with you? Are you dieing? Are you in love? Are you leaving Hogwarts?"

"No I am not dieing or leaving Hogwarts..." Hermione's voice trailed off. Ginny grinned.

"So you are in love?" she asked slyly. Hermione thought fast.

"If I am, and I am not saying that I am, I would keep it to myself. Now, I have to go to the library. Good bye."

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Hermione walked into the library. A head looked up. Of course Draco was also there.

"Hey," he said. "I have been wanting to talk to you."

"Hi. I need to talk to you too."

"You first," Draco said.

"No," Hermione shook her head. "You."

"Er, okay. Are you okay? You seem upset."

"I'm okay. I just," Hermione shook her head. "Never mind. It isn't important."

"Hermione, you can tell me." Hermione looked at him. She couldn't. She couldn't tell him. She had to get out of here.

"You know what? I have to get going," Hermione lied. "I told someone I would meet them somewhere."

"Oh okay, see you," Draco said, but Hermione had already left.

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"Ginny!"

"Hi Hermione," Ginny looked up from her book.

"Ginny I need to talk to you."

"Okay. What's wrong?"

"Okay, I feel like a complete idiot, but Ginny, I think I am in love," Hermione gasped. I felt good to know that someone knew. She had been keeping it to herself for so long.

"You are what Hermione?" Ginny asked giving her a look that said, I told you that I knew it.

"I know, it is completely stupid, I mean I am only a teenager, but Ginny I just..." Hermione stopped and flopped into a chair. "I just don't know. I mean he is great, but he is just ugh," Hermione groaned and covered her face with her hands.

"Who is it?" Ginny asked. "Harry? Ron?"

"No and no. I am not in love with them."

"Seamus? Neville? Dean?"

"No," Hermione said from behind her hands.

"Just tell me!" Hermione sat up for a moment.

"No. I do not want to tell you who."

"Then why did you tell me?"

"I had to tell someone or I would just burst. And that is not all. He also did something else."

"What happened?"

"Draco kissed me," Hermione moaned. For a moment Ginny sat there trying to comprehend what Hermione just said. Then she gasped.

"YOU ARE IN LOVE WITH DRACO MALFOY?" her voice rang.