Fake Love -- Dramione

• Are You Bloody Blind? •

Hermione

"Ginny!"

I jumped onto Ginny's bed, practically on top of her, giddy what with what just happened.

"Ginny!"

Merlin, is she dead?

"Ginny!"

She moaned and tugged her pillow out from behind her head and pressed it against her ears, "Go away, five more mi-" she waved me off lazily, "Oh who am I kidding, I'll sleep past noon."

"Alright, that's fine. You don't need to hear how Draco and I made out while doing your boyfriend's patrols," I sighed, leaning forward to try to see her face as she processed my words.

Her eyes flew open in .01 second and she bolted up.

My vision was soon filled with auburn hair as her head rocketed up and straight into mine.

I grunted and fell back onto her bed, away from her, "Merlin, Gin," I sighed, cradling my head.

She didn't seem the least bit fazed. She was sitting upright, bug eyed, "What the bloody hell did you just say?"

I smiled, my head was spinning.

Ginny let out a glass shattering squeal as she leapt off the bed, screaming, "DRAMIONE IS REAL! SHIP HAS OFFICIALLY SET SALE, THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SPEAKING."

I threw a pillow at her, "Would you bloody shut up! It's midnight, everyone is asleep!"

"Oh 'Mione! I'm so happy for you," she gasped suddenly.

"What?" I asked, "What is it?"

She grinned, "I get to tell Harry I told him so."

I rolled my eyes at her and got up from her bed, throwing myself onto mine, "Well congratulations. I'm going to get some sleep, we have a big potions test tomorrow."

Ginny barked out a laugh, "There's no way I'm getting to sleep after that."

I watched her slide onto the foot of my bed, her legs crossed and eyebrows raised expectantly, "Tell. Me. Everything."

I sighed, but the butterflies in my stomach began to flutter around and a smile found its way onto my face before I could stop it.

"Well, we were almost done with Harry's rounds. We were in the charms and DADA wing and we split up to check the rooms. I was in the DADA office and I heard a scream. I thought it was Draco so I ran down and into the charms classroom. When I got there, Draco was kneeling on the ground and he was sobbing. I looked at what he was looking at and it was me. I was bleeding out, close to death. He kept saying 'I promised I wouldn't let it happen' and 'not again'."

I shook my head, puzzled by it, "I obviously knew it wasn't me. Then I remembered that third years were learning about boggarts and this year Flitwick was supposed to teach 'riddikulus'. I did the spell and then I tried to calm him down."

I met Ginny's eyes and frowned, "He looked so broken, Gin. I felt terrible. My heart hurt when I saw him like that, I can't explain it. I had to make it stop. He was almost having a panic attack or something. He pulled me to him and held me, as if I was keeping him from shattering. I just stayed there, my arms around him. It felt amazing."

I blushed, suddenly aware of how blatantly honest I was being with Ginny.

"Then he was crying. I never want to hear him sob like that ever again. So, to get him to stop, I pulled away and then I just- I just kissed him."

Ginny sat there, a small - much calmer - smile on her face, "You realize what this means, right?"

I shrugged, I really had no clue.

"M-Draco's biggest fear is you dying in front of him and him being helpless, not being able to do anything about it. He must love you, Hermione," She smiled.

I shifted under the covers. I'd never stopped to think about the boggart. I'd been so wrapped up in the idea that we kissed.

Draco loving me.

Why did the idea not repulse me? He's a slytherin, he bullied me, his deranged aunt gave me a scar that I try to cover up every day, his family is responsible for so much destruction.

And yet, when I think of the possibility of him loving me, my heart pounds and it feels like my body was a blender, turning my insides around.

"But- What about Astoria?" I tried to keep a hold of the rational side of me, trying to sort out what was really going on while my heart overtook my body bit by bit.

Ginny groaned, falling back onto my bed, before sitting back up, shooting me a look, "Are you bloody blind?"

I gave her an exasperated look, "If he doesn't still have feelings for Astoria, then why are we still doing this whole fake dating thing?"

Ginny just sat there, disbelieving.

"Merlin, this is ironic. The smartest witch of her age can't figure out that the Slytherin prince is..." she paused, smiling slightly and shaking her head.

I was leaning toward her, my eyebrows drawn, "What? What is the Slytherin prince doing?"

She shook her head, "You can't see it yet. I think I'd be ruining it for you if I told you."

"Are you serious?" I grunted, annoyed with myself for apparently being blind and annoyed with Ginny for not telling me what I'm missing.

She simply smirked at me, "Enough of that talk. Let's get to the real talk," she leaned in, her eyes gleaming, "How was the kiss?"

• • •

I absolutely love Ginny. I guess that's why I try to make her that character that you just can't not like.

Not gonna lie:

Book Ginny > Movie Ginny