Dramonie - Love don't cost a thing-

Head Boy and Head Girl

Hey everyone so I am editing this story and I noticed that this is very similar to my other story so from this chapter you will notice that there are changes.  I am sorry I just want it to be completely different from the other one. I am making it up on the spot, it is all coming into place and I feel that this will be even better than the original one. Again thanks for your patience and understanding. On another note this chapter is way longer than originally so I hope you guys enjoy it. Tell me what you think.

Bex

Hermione.  -Edited-

I wake up to the sun shining on me, i feel like i have had the best sleep ever. I am fully relaxed, and i feel safe and that doesn't happen often when i sleep, well only when I sleep with Draco, i freeze at mentioning his name, opening my eyes fully, i turn to see him wrapped around me tightly.  Well that explains why i can't move, Draco has this tight grip as if he is in fear of losing me again, if only he knew just how close i was to that. I smile down at him, he sure looks cute with his messy bed hair, i flick some out of his eyes, out of habit. I worry that he will stir, but he doesn't he is too far gone in slumber-land to feel me do that. 

I really don't blame him, he spent most of the night sorting out my room so that i can use it again. It was left in such a state that for once my eyes had been twitching, i had been told not to fear that the house elves had sorted it out. Well they got rid of the actual sight of the mess but not the smell which seeped into everything, wish might i add was a mission to sort out.

I lay here in his arms feeling lucky, this side of Draco I am sure people have not seen. All they have seen is the bad intimidating side to him, the side that scares them the most to even give him the chance.  I heard the rumors on the way up to my room, they weren't pretty at all, in fact they had all been playing Chinese whispers and no one even had the true story on what happened to me, just this made up story about Draco attacking me, as if he would do that.

I can only imagine what he went through the past two days that i have been out, all alone. I wonder what he did with his time. I can only imagine the bad treatment he has been receiving, what i don't get is why the teachers did not set the record straight that Draco was not to blame for what happened to me, then I wouldn't be needing to sort this mess out. I feel Draco tightening his grip on me.

"Draco get off me! Your squashing me!" I say laughing. I blush at the closeness, he had rolled himself on top of me, I am looking up at him now.  His eyes fly open as he sees he is on top of me, he quickly moves off from me and moves back to his side of the bed.

"Uh Sorry about that Hermione.  I didn't hurt you did I?" Draco asks me worried.

"No I am fine Draco, you weren't on top of me for long." I blush when the words come out of my mouth, they sounded as if we had done something, which we had not.

"Well I am up now." He mumbles, rubbing his eyes.

"This is the reason why sharing a bed with someone is a bad idea.  You can end up in a compromising position and if walked upon can lead to a dramatic conclusion that something happened which did not take place." I tell him worried.

"Tell me this Hermione, who is going to walk in on us? Students do not have access to our common room, and the teachers don't go into them either, only if there was an emergency and from where I am sitting that is not happening right now." Draco tells me seriously, trying to calm my nervous jitters, i hate that i worry what people think about me, i wish i hard a hard shell like Draco and just let it fly over my head, but that isn't always the case is it.