Forbidden Destiny (Dramione)

Chapter 7

(a/n I think I'm going to change the style of writing, I'm not going to use POVs because it gets to confusing. I'll just write it as a narrator x)

"Look Hermione, I'm sorry. Please, please forgive me," Draco stuttered, after stealing Hermione away into a brooms cupboard on her way to class.
"Draco...let me out!" She shouted. Draco's body was guarding the door, making sure she couldn't get out so she could listen to what he had to say.
"No, just listen to me. Hermione, I said that to protect you,"
"How the hell was that supposed to protect me?"
"Crabbe and Goyle saw us together and you know how thick they are, the whole school would have known. And once the whole school knows there is no going back," Draco pleaded with her. "I really like you Hermione and I always have. Please just forgive me."
"Draco...I don't know...just let me out," she pushed her way past Draco and into the now empty corridors.
"Great, now I'm late for class, thanks Draco," she turned round, muttering sarcastically.
"You could, ya know, skip class?"
"Draco! No way, I have a perfect attendance record and I am not going to ruin it because of you!" She exclaimed proudly.
"Fine, but you'll probably get in more trouble for being late," he smirked.
"How?!"
"Well you could just pretend to be ill and then I can say that I was taking you up to your room,"
"Fine," She said, dragging the words out in a whiny manner.
"Yes, I made the good girl skip class!" He almost shouted, making Hermione ssshhh him.
"Just because you're a bad boy doesn't mean that you're going to influence me." Hermione pointed out, matter-of-factly. Draco sighed, as if defeated.
"Well come on then, what you wanna do?" Draco flipped his soft blonde locks out of his face and looked down on Hermione curiously, as if he was looking to see what was underneath the strong, intelligent and beautiful exterior.
"Well I don't know, you tell me. I've never skipped class before but I take it that you have- more than once," Hermione enquires, snapping Draco out of his daydream.
"Em... You don't like pranks do you?"
"Eh no," Hermione said bluntly, eyebrows rising halfway up her head and a smirk beginning to appear on her face.
"You're such a good girl...why don't you suggest something?"
"How about wizard chess?" Hermione suggested. Draco laughed.
"Wizard chess? Is that really what you want to do?"
"Yes"
"Fine then, if that's what her majesty wants the that's what her majesty gets," he smiled and flipped his hair again, making Hermione blush bright red. She pulled a piece of her gorgeous brown hair over her face to cover the blushing.
"Let's get going then, Little Miss Blusher," He motioned for them to head upstairs to the Gryffindor Common room. She laughed, and hit Draco with her Transfiguration book. He didn't even flinch even though Hermione hit him fairly hard. They both started laughing.
"What was that for?" Draco asked, still laughing.
"I wasn't blushing," she lied.
"Sure you weren't,"
And with that they headed upstairs to play a game of Wizard Chess. Fun right?