The Veelas

The Veelas 09

"When did I say that?" Hermione asked nervously.

"You just said that Draco kissed you and you were talking about someone you loved."

"Yeah, well you love Harry," Hermione snarled to change the subject.

"Okay, we are not talking about me here, we are talking about you and how you are in love with Draco Malfoy."

"I never said that. When did you hear me say those exact words?"

"Hermione! OH MY GOD! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? HE IS... MALFOY!"

"I know," Hermione said. "Don't you think I know that? Don't you think that I have tried to stop these feelings? Don't you think I have tried all I can to stop this damned mess?"

"Hermione," Ginny said shaking her head. "I don't think you have. I think you are happy that you love Malfoy."

Hermione stood there, not knowing what to say. Ginny just walked off.

"Oh God!" Hermione said burying her face in a chair. "This is so messed up."

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"Malfoy, we have to talk."

"Okay," Draco said confused. He wondered what Ginny Weasley would want to talk to him about. "What?"

"What do you think of Hermione?" Ginny asked tapping her foot.

"Uh, I, what?"

"What do you think of Hermione?"

"I don't know," Ginny was not satisfied with this answer. Draco continued. "She's, uh, nice. She is really, really nice."

"Why did you kiss her?"

Draco choked on his spit.

"WHAT?"

"I know you kissed Hermione. Why?"

"I, I," Draco sputtered. "I have to go."

Draco walked off. That was one of the weirdest conversations he ever had.

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Draco collapsed on his bed and pulled his hangings so no one could see him.

He was still thinking about the conversation. It wasn't that he hadn't been thinking about the kiss before, but now he knew Hermione was thinking about it too.

He wanted to know what she was thinking. He had to know what she was thinking. He reached over to his bedside table and took some parchment and a quill.

Meet me in the library at eight o'clock. I really have to talk to you.

Draco

Draco got up and headed to the Owlery.

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Hermione sat in the common room reading. Ginny, Ron, and Harry were there too; they were sitting around talking.

Ginny kept glancing at Hermione. Hermione could not tell if she was angry, upset, or just really grossed out at the idea that Hermione could be attracted to Draco.

"Hermione," Harry appeared in front of her. He sounded as if he had been saying it for a while.

"Yeah?"

"You have an owl," he said. He handed her and envelope. Hermione looked at her name on it. She did not recognize the handwriting. She opened the envelope and read the letter.

She looked at the clock. She had just barely had time to get to the library with any hopes that he would still be there.

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Draco sat there. He had been waiting for a while. She wasn't coming. He would wait a few more minutes then he would come. Draco tapped his fingers on the table.

He heard footsteps. His heart skipped a beat.

"Hermione," he breathed.

"Hi," she panted. "Sorry, I am late."

"It's okay, I am just glad you came," Draco cheeks flushed.

"What did you need to talk to me about?"

"Well, I had a very interesting conversation with Ginny today."

"Noo," Hermione dragged out the word. "She didn't."

"Yeah she did."

"Ugh, I am so embarrassed. I can't believe she told you about my feelings for you," she moaned. Draco straightened up.

"She never told me about any feelings. She just asked me what I thought about you."

Hermione's face flushed brightly.

"She didn't tell you anything?" Hermione asked. Draco shook his head no. "But, it doesn't matter because I just told you right now."

Hermione stared very hard at the floor.

"Hermione?" Draco said quietly.

"Yeah?" She looked up. Draco did not say anything for a while. He ran his hand through her hair. He let out a breath.

"I'm going to kiss you now," Draco whispered.

"Okay."

Draco leaned in slowly and kissed her. There was passion, as if HE had wanted to do this for a great amount of time, which he did. There was hunger for more. It was getting very heavy when Draco broke it. His face was only about an inch away from Hermoine's.

Hermione gasped for breath.

"Hermione," Draco whispered. "I, I lo-" He never got to finish his sentence. Hermione leaned back in and kissed him.