Slytherin Pride

The library

Dracos POV

I was out of the common room and stumbling through the halls avoiding prefect patrols. I climbed the stairs to Griffendore tower before whispering the password and sneaking in. I needed to find hermione. The portrait hole closed with a loud snap that made me just and hide. Nothing moved, no one came barreling towards me so I continued. Their common room was warm and a welcoming color red. I walked by the fire so I could find the dormitory doors easier and saw a sleeping figure laying on one of the sofas. I sneaked towards them, realizing it was a her. I saw a pile of three books and a fourth in her lap. I knew immediately who it was. I nudged hermione awake, watching as she stirred. She looked up sleepily at me. And she opened her mouth, but I quickly clamped my hand over her lips do she couldn't scream. She thrashed and bit my fingers. I swore under my breath and let go of her face. She turned accusingly at me. "What do you think you're doing in MY common room?!" She whisper shouted at me. I put a finger to my lips and then spoke hurriedly. "Yes, sorry to bother you, but I had some dreams that I want to talk about." Her facial expression changed completely in the life of the flickering flames behind me. "I-oh. I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have snapped, yes of course I want to hear about all of them." I nodded and followed her out as she led me out of the common room and all the way though the castle towards the staircase, I walked ahead and started climbing it, making my way towards the room of requirement, but she continued to the right and into the dirty glass doors of the library. "They still have this?" She looked at me with a scolding scowl before exclaiming. "Yes! They in fact do still have it! Me. I only care about Quidditch!" I rolled my eyes and followed her in, making me shiver since my shirt was still soaking wet. She sat down behind a bookshelf and patted the ground next to her. I sighed and slumped down next to her. She looked at me, studying my face and body language. "Well...I..." I stopped as a visible breath escaped her. It was literally freezing in here. I took off my shirt, since it was making it worse and pulled her closely against me. She gasped and slightly panicked scrambling out off my arms. "You're with Ginny! I-i can't just..." I laughed out loud, throwing my head back with humor. "Hermione, your literally freezing, I had a soaking shirt on, I'm using yours and my body heat to make you and me warmer. No because I want you to start snogging and running your hands all over me." I could tell she was blushing terribly. She nodded and scooted back over letting me hug her around her shoulder and chest area. She snuggled her cheek against my bare chest and sighing. "Continue." She prompted. "Oh right...well I just experienced different scenes. The first was hard to sit through, and it actually took a bigger tole on you and potter than it did on me, but I was shown all of these people that died in the war...and..." I swallowed, confused at why tears were threatening to spill over. Hermione detached her self from me shivering but looking into my eyes, and stroking my face. "And...I think the were my f-fault." My voice broke at the word "fault" hermione looked concerned as she studied my face, still caressing it. "I-I saw Dumbledore...and Dobby....and lupin and tonks....and the muffles studies teacher...." I felt tears stream my face and run onto Hermione's hand. Hermione had tears too, I felt selfish for being this emotional over people who I had one shown hate towards. She simply crawled into my arms and hugged me tightly, pressed her fingers onto my shoulder blades. That wasn't even the worst part of the dream and I'd already gotten all worked up. "D-does Ginny ever talk about me?" She looked up confused. "Yes all the time. Why?" I swallowed, what if the second part of my visions would come true?
"What does she say...?" Hermione laughed a little before replying. "Well she talks about how proud she is of you, and how everything you do makes her happy and proud. She also describes you a lot. She always talks about your rock hard abs, and how you always embrace her first with your strong and safe arms, she talks about your lips and how they are soft but firm, and she finds it hard to walk away from you or your kisses. And she also comments on your sex now, with the lasting 15 minutes, and how lust thirsty you were, and how you started sweating...and....well moaning. She also. Mentioned your little episode in your trousers before the actual sex which made her excited. And..." I was smiling quietly to myself but I had to ask. "Anything bad?" Hermione's shoulders tensed in my grasp. "Well...she gets really sad when something happens to you...like the um separation thing and the uh...Quidditch accident. She turns into a whole different being when something happens to you." I subconsciously rubbed my wrists. They burned from the semi new cuts, that had been slashed due to hopelessness without Ginny. Hermione broke out in tears shaking her head. I immediately pulled her closer and rock her back in worth. "She talks about you cutting yourself too!" She wailed softly. I flinched and was shocked by how much that took me by surprise. "W-well I....the war was hard on everyone...." She looked up at me and slapped my face, hard. I winced and flinched away. She hit my cheek again. "Draco Malfoy! Don't you ever say that again! That's no excuse! You still do it! Still, do, it!" She shouted as she held my wrists out. She gasped and covered her mouth and I yanked my arm back guilt flooding through me. I guess she expected to see scars, or faded crevasses. She leaned forward and sobbed Against me. I hugged her softly and tried not to cry. "D-Draco! What...what...why didn't you tell me?!"
I swallowed and sighed. "Hermione I haven't even told Ginny." She cried more and exclaimed, "that's no excuse! You were never going to tell Ginny! I'm different Draco! Your like my best friend! You can't just...just....not tell me!!" I choked as I tried to swallow. "Best friend?!" She stopped crying and looked down, clearly embarrassed. "Me?! Before the boy who lived?!" She laughed through her tears. "He's like a brother, you...I mean if you don't want to be...but you are the person I'm not scared to talk to. Your the person that I sneak into libraries with and listen to their dreams and questions and know them very well. You are that person!" I swallowed, I had never had a best friend before, not counting Ginny or Blaise. Hermione, was indeed the only person I would dare talk about this with. "And and Draco! You look after me! You make sure I'm safe and that in well, you almost beat up Ron for...you know..." I rolled my eyes. "Raping you?! Yeah pisses me off a little." Hermione softly laughed. "Yeah...and..." She stopped and tensed again. "And you kissed me!" I spit as I started laughing again. "What?! When did I kiss you? Was I drunk?" She laughed trying to not look embarrassed. "Y-yah. When we went to the empty classroom and you chased Ginny and me around. You kissed my head. Why?" I laughed sweetly. "Because I care for you, I do protect you, in a weird non mudblood way." She laughed wiping her eyes. "Y-your a good kisser." She completely looked the other way to keep me from seeing her red face. I laughed harder. "Thanks. I'm glad you can tell from a forehead kiss." She turned around to snook at me blushing like mad. "Stop making fun of me!" I smirked and and pecked her her lips licking them briefly before moving back to see her face double in color. "W-what that's that's...oh my gosh...Draco Malfoy just-" she smacked my arm blushing purple before standing up. I was still too busy laughing. "Oh my gosh! You just got the privilege to kiss me!" She blushed darker and smacked my arm again. I stood up and started to walk out but she stopped me. "Wait! Can I see your wrist?" I hesitantly gave her my cut wrist. She lightly ran her hands over the cuts before kissing each one and then kissing me on the cheek before sprinting off.

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