{12} First Date

{12} First Date

A Chapter by Elliara
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Draco and Hermione explore their relationship with a first date

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"What the bloody hell are you doing here?" Draco repeated again in disbelief at the man standing outside his door three o'clock in the morning. After sending his letter to Hermione, he couldn't fall back to sleep.


Harry Potter was standing outside his door, disheveled and looking worn out. He didn't want to do this but it was for Hermione's sake that he had to. He sighed inwardly and gazed at Draco with tired eyes. Draco felt sort of sorry for him. He knew Harry's divorce wasn't a pretty one and raising three kids on his own was also tough. Also sighing to himself, Draco beckon Harry in. Draco muttered, "Accio!" and two butterbeers zoomed in from the kitchen. They sat on the couch and stared at the fireplace drinking their butterbeers in silence, 

until Harry finally spoke up.


"I know your wondering why the hell I'm here. I am going to get straight to the point then. I am here to make peace with you. Not for my behalf but on Hermione's behalf. She's starting to see the good in you that no one else can see. I sort of see it but I am still wary of you, Malfoy. I hope you understand."


Draco stared incredulously at Harry. For once in his life, he was having a civil conversation with Harry Potter. No insults were thrown, no one getting an attitude, nor bringing up past events. Here was Harry, willing to give him a shot at this. He was amazed at his maturity and a sense of awe and happiness settled into him. Draco reached over and shook Harry's hand warmly, saying "Thank you, Potter. Thank you."


They fell back into silence, neither of them knowing what to say. After sitting in silence for a bit, Harry proceeded to stand up and say goodnight. Draco walked Harry to the door, smiling happily. They shook hands again and Harry departed again.


A week passed without incident for both Draco and Hermione. Hermione prepared herself for moving out of the house with the kids. She found a nice small flat, right outside of London, but close enough to get to the ministry. Draco carried himself a bit more humbly and was being nice to everyone. He seemed in a more cheerful mood, after the few letter exchanges between him and Hermione. Draco had a hopeful outlook on life and also on the possibility of being with Hermione Granger. She had written him back saying that she would gladly meet him for dinner after work.


Draco and Hermione were sitting in an elegant dining room, smiling happily at each other, eating an exquisite meal, at a restaurant Draco privately had asked that it be closed just for them. Hermione was glowing by the time dinner ended. Maybe perhaps she having a fun time, for once in her life, or maybe because Draco was treating her right. She didn't know, and quite frankly, didn't care, as long as she was happy with the blonde sitting in front of her.


Draco was gazing happily at the witch sitting in front of him, and he also was feeling a happiness he could not accomplish with anyone else, least of all Pansy. He couldn't quite understand why she was making him happy like this, but she was and Draco did not want the feeling to stop. Feeling brave, he reached over a gently touched her hand. That electricity coursed through him like a lightening bolt. Hermione jolted at the sudden touch but took the reaction warmly as she looked toward him and smiled. Draco's heart was beating wildly, but managed to ask Hermione, "Would you like to dance, Hermione?" The sound of her name on his lips gave him a thrill. His eyes sparkled lovingly at Hermione, who blushed considerably and nodded shyly at Draco and stood up, her hand placed perfectly in his.


Draco led Hermione to an empty dance floor, it was silent, but Draco didn't mind. He shyly place a hand on her waist and the other hand in her hand. Hermione felt oddly at peace and smiled gently. Draco tugged Hermione gently closer and smiled to himself as she rested her head on his shoulder, as they swayed quietly to the silence of the room.


Draco rested his head on top of her's, brushing a light kiss into her hair. They swayed like that for what seemed like eternity, until Hermione heard someone's breath tickle her ear, and a voice entered her mind. She didn't realize that it was Draco singing to her. His voice was soft and caressing, like a lullaby to her. Her eyes drifted closed as she concentrated on the words being said.


Draco's willed his voice to start singing to her. His lips brushed her ear, and in a soft, caressing voice, started to sing, "Beauty Queen of only eighteen, had some trouble with herself. He was always there to help her, she always belonged to someone else. I drove for miles and miles and wound up at your door. I've had you so many times but somehow I want more. I don't mind spending everyday out on your corner in the pouring rain, look for the girl with the broken smile ask her if she wants to stay awhile. And she will be loved, and she will be loved."


Hermione was confused at this point, but decided to let Draco continue singing.


Draco paused, and decided that he needed to sing the rest of the lyrics. He continued in a breathless voice, "I know where you hide, alone in your car, know all the things that make you who you are. I know that goodbye means nothing at all. Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls. I don't mind spending everyday out on your corner in the pouring rain. Look for the girl with the broken smile ask her if she wants to stay awhile. And she will be loved, and she will be loved."


He paused. A tear slowly ran down his face before whispering in a hoarse voice, "I-I think I'm falling in love with you."


Hermione jerked back suddenly at those three words. She gazed back into his blue eyes, searching for something. She could only see them pleading and begging to her. She noticed a hint of sadness in him, but a sparkle of love also. She didn't know what to do except bite her lip in nervousness. Draco was looking intently at her, piercing her gaze with his blue eyes.


Hermione bit back harder on her lip, before reaching up to his level and placing a soft kiss on his lips, before withdrawing hastily from him. Hermione was confused and a bit embarrassed. She did not expect Draco Malfoy to go from coldness and hate toward her, to this sweet and caring person, telling her that he loved her. It was a mistake, a dream, a misunderstanding. Not that she was dreaming of Draco Malfoy to come and sweep her off her feet, but it was a definite thought once and awhile.


Draco gulped nervously. He wished she'd say something. He internally beat himself up for letting that thought slip. He did not break his gaze from her, silently wishing she'd say something. He willed his voice to work, and whispered, "N-Now would be nice if y-you said something." He was stuttering and cursed himself for it.


Hermione gazed nervously at Draco and started to say, "I..."



© 2010 Elliara


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Elliara
do not own the lyrics to Maroon 5's She Will be Loved.

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20 years old, and a senior in college. I love to write fanfiction and this is my first attempt at writing a fantasy novel. Writing keeps me occupied, but its what I do on the side. more..

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