The Veelas

The Veelas 10

Hermione lay in her bed. She could faintly remember what happened last night. Draco. She opened her eyes. She put her hand over her mouth immediately.

The sheets were tangled around Hermione were not the same red ones. These sheets were a deep green. Hermione took a deep breath and looked to her right, even thought she already knew what was awaited her.

There was Draco sleeping peacefully with no clothes on. Hermione sank underneath the covers. She could not believe that her and Draco had spent the night.

Hermione hoisted herself off the bed, her robes already on. She was glad that it was Christmas vacation, so her and Draco were the only ones in the room.

She left the dormitory with Draco still lying in bed, asleep.

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Hermione crept into the Gryffindor common room. She started to head up to her dormitory. She was going to pretend she had spent the entire night there.

"Where were you last night Hermione?" Hermione spun around.

"Ginny, what are you doing here?"

"I went up the your room last night and guess what. You weren't there," Ginny replied.

"I can explain."

"Please do," Ginny said. "Because I would sure like to know what the hell is going on."

Hermione opened her mouth like she was about to say something, but closed it.

"Hermione," Ginny said. "I am worried about you."

"Why?" Hermione asked.

"Because I saw you and Draco in the library yesterday evening."

"I-oh," Hermione whispered. "Oh God."

"Yeah. What did you did with Malfoy all night?"

"Sleep." Ginny raised her eyebrows. Hermione added hurridly, "Not like that! We actually closed our eyes and feel asleep! There was not 'sleeping together'."

"So, let me get this straight. Did you and Malfoy have sex?"

"No!" Hermione said. "Now I am going to go upstairs. Please don't tell Harry or Ron about this!"

"Hermione, they are your best friends. They have a right to know that you and Malfoy are a couple."

"We aren't a couple exactly Ginny. I will tell them myself, but at some other time. Just some other time."

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Draco groaned and rolled over on his side. He felt drowsy.

He tried to remember last night. Hermione.

Immediately Draco turned around to see if Hermione was still there. She wasn't. He could see where she had been. She had neatly. made her side of the bed, but she left no note, no nothing for him to know how she was feeling.

She must have left. Draco fell back onto his bed. He felt so stupid.

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Hermione headed to breakfast on her own. She tried to preoccupy herself with the book, Stuff that Average People don't know, but you Want to, a book she had checked out from the library in the muggle world before she came to school.

Hermione automatically looked for Draco when she entered the Great Hall.

Draco was sitting at the Slytherin table writing something. He didn't look up when Hermione came in.

"Morning Hermione," Harry said.

"Morning Harry."

"Sleep well last night?" he asked. Hermione looked up quickly at the Slytherin table. Harry stared at Hermione with a confused expression.

"Hermione? Everything okay?"

"Fine," Hermione replied, not breaking the gaze.

"So what are you reading?" Harry asked, trying to make conversation.

"I'm fine. How are you?" Hermione said, not listening.

"Hermione?"

"No, Harry. It's Tuesday." Harry wrinkled his eyebrows.

"I am going to go find Ron," he said.

When he reached the doors he peered back at Hermione who was still staring at Draco. Harry did not feel angry, or at least not that much angry. He felt a strong surge of jealousy.

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Hermione went to the library to work on some homework that afternoon. About fifteen minutes later and owl came in with a letter tied to its leg. Hermione untied the letter.

Hermione

It read on the cover. She recognized the handwriting immediately. She had only gotten a letter like this once. From Draco.

Hermione,

Hey. I am not sure what to say really, but all I know is that we need to talk, about last night. Or did I just imagine that you were there last night? I just want to say if last night scared you, because I know it scared me a little, I am sorry.

I have so much to say right now, but I do not know how. Thoughts race through my head as I write this, but I do not want to ramble on and waste your time.

There really is no point of writing this letter except to say that I am sorry and that I want to meet up with you later and talk.

I will be waiting tonight at the lake around nine o'clock. Please come

Draco

Hermione folded up the letter and took a deep breath.