Hallway Rendezvous

Harry was going to give the team about a half hour more until he was going to call the end of practice. Currently they were practicing speed drills, flying back and forth passing the ball to test their reaction times. Back inside Hermione was also pacing.

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Back in the Gryffindor common room Hermione paced back and forth wringing her hands together. She was going to meet Draco in about a half hour, and she was nervous. She couldn’t exactly explain why she was so nervous, but she had a feeling that something bigger than what was going on between Draco and her was about to unfold. She couldn’t figure out what Draco could possibly want to talk about. She kind of like the fact that there was no talking involved in their relationship, but at the same time she was not a fan of having to hide it.

Hermione decided if she couldn’t focus on anything productive she was going to try and tame her curls and maybe a little makeup. She thought it would be nice to put in a little effort for Draco. She climbed the stairs to her dormitory to gather her things and headed towards a bathroom.

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Downstairs in the dungeons Draco was in the bathroom, making sure he looked just right. He wanted his hair to lay gently in his face, but he didn’t want one hair out of place. He wanted to formally ask Hermione out tonight, and he didn’t want to look like an idiot doing so. Just thinking about having a girlfriend was a weird concept. He was used to just having a girl around to have sex with. Lately though he couldn’t explain it, but he couldn’t stop thinking about Hermione. It hadn’t been a long amount of time since they had first been together, but it had been the greatest times of his life when he was with her.

Draco stood back from the mirror and looked at himself. He wasn’t going to lie, he looked good. He turned to walk out of the room. It was just about time to head up to meet Hermione.

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Hermione began to walk down the stairs with sleek curls hanging over her shoulders. She had spent most of the time manipulating a calming spell on her hair to eliminate the frizz, and quite frankly she was thrilled to find that it had actually worked. She applied a little bit of eye make-up, but her lips were quite pink already so she didn’t feel the need to address them.

As she reached the Grand Staircase she found Draco waiting for her. He stood there hands in his pockets watching her walk down the stairs to meet him. He couldn’t believe how beautiful she looked. As she got closer to the bottom Draco pulled one hand out of his pant pocket and held it out for her.

“You look great Hermione,” he said not breaking eye contact.

“Thank you, so do you,” she replied.

“So I wanted to talk about something, and I’m not quite sure how you are going to react given our history, but when I say this I want you to know that I am being completely honest with you.”

Hermione was getting nervous, “Okay, what was it about it.”

“I’m not really sure what to say cause I’ve never really asked anyone this before, but will you be my girlfriend?”

Hermione thought about this for a second, “Draco, I’m not really sure if I can.”

Draco looked hurt, “What do you mean?”

“I just don’t see a point in being together if our relationship is a secret, I am not going to be your girlfriend if you aren’t man enough to deal with your housemates and tell them.”

She had a point.

“Hermione, if you want to go public than I don’t have a problem with that at all. You have no idea how much you mean to me. I don’t really know how to explain it, without sounding creepy, but I can’t stop thinking about you, and all I want is to be with you. Please, go out with me?”

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Harry blew his whistle; calling his team back down to him.

“Okay guys, I know we have a match this weekend, but as you know I have some other stuff that I have to take care of tonight, so this is it for practice,” Harry announced to the team. A fifth year chaser cheered, as everyone else stayed silent. He quickly stopped talking.

“And you can put the stuff away,” Harry said not really feeling like doing it himself, “the rest of you can go, remember there’s a match this weekend, be here at least a half hour early, and bed at ten the night before.”

“Harry, we get it, no life,” Ron joked.

“Exactly,” Harry grinned, “I’ll see you guys around he said the team as they started to leave the pitch, all except the fifth year who had to put away all the equipment.

The team made their way from the quidditch pitch up to the castle as the sun began to set.

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“I… on one condition. You never call me a mud blood again, no matter what kind of fight we have, and you tell your friends about me too.”

“Done!” Draco pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Draco leaned his head down to place a soft kiss on her lips. Hermione needed more of that. She moaned and deepened the kiss. She opened her mouth and let Draco’s tongue invade her mouth.

“What the fuck are you doing Malfoy!” Harry shouted from the doorway.

Hermione pulled away from Draco, “And so it begins,” she said sighing.

Hermione spoke first, “Guys I can explain, Draco and I have come to a reconciliation, we have been seeing each other for a while now.”

Harry interrupted her, “What do you mean you have been together?”

“She means were going out,” Draco finally spoke.

Ron walked forward, grabbing Hermione’s arm, “I don’t think so.”

“Ron, let go of me. I can take care of myself.”

“No you can’t,” he yelled pulling her roughly towards the stairs.

“Ron, you’re hurting me!”

Draco couldn’t stand there and watch, he had to do something. He didn’t think, he just did. His hand went sailing through the air and landed on Ron’s face. He fell to the ground letting go of Hermione. She walked away from Ron towards Draco. He took her hand.

“She said to let her go asshole,” Draco said.

Ron wiped the blood from his lip. Harry gave him a hand helping him to his feet.

Harry spoke to Hermione, “I hope your happy with your decision.”

The rest of the team followed the two boys up the stairs.

“Well that went well, don’t ya’ think,” Hermione sighed.

“It can only get better Hermione,” he answered hugging her and kissing her forehead.