The other breakfast
Waking up next morning, I was not sure if I had dreamed it or if it had really happened. Knowing that it would be very suspicious, being nice to Draco, I decided to just wait until next Saturday. The boys were already waiting in the common room, as I arrived.
"Where did you go last night," Ron burst out, before I could even wish him a good morning.
"Did you meet Malfoy," he continued and almost spat the name in my face, "I have been waiting for two hours to apologize."
Astonished by his honesty, I truthfully answered, "I took a bath in the prefects bathroom. I always bath on Saturdays, is that a problem to you?"
He went red, awkwardly shook his head and was the first of the three of us, to leave the common room.
Just as I wanted to leave, Harry grabbed me by my arm and whispered: "I am sorry Hermione. It is my fault that he is so controlling, I told him that you were making out with Krum last year."
I glared at him and nodded, too angry to respond.
"Hermione, there you are," I surprisingly heard Draco shout.
The moment I had turned around, his lips touched mine and his hand grabbed my back. He pulled me close towards him, stroke my hair and kissed me like he had the day before. Obviously, he did not care about the students staring at us. I think, he might even have enjoyed Ron mumbling around. Ron really seemed to be pissed and pulled Harry towards the Great Hall. Draco started laughing and I had to laugh too, Ron was way too childish. Draco took my hand and directed me towards the Slytherin table. At first I hesitated, but he easily made me sit down next to him. Pansy was not pleased at all as she arrived and sat down, on Draco's other side. Crabbe sat down next to me and Goyle placed himself next to Pansy.
While Draco enjoyed being in the center of attention, I started feeling uncomfortable. The people's heads turned towards us, obviously, it was really not normal, sitting at another house table. Especially not sitting at the Slytherin table if you're a muggle-born. It would take some time until I was used to being looked at, usually I was the freak who got ignored by the rest. Draco seemed to have noticed me being nervous and nicked some food.
"Let's go and eat somewhere else," he whispered in my ear.
For now it was good, but I knew, that I would regret it as soon as I had to face my other friends. Escaping from breakfast with Draco would make people talk about us, even more. He pulled me along and stepped outside, it was a chilly morning and unusual dark for autumn. He recognized me shivering, gave me his coat and kissed me on my forehead.
"You should get used to going outside," he chuckled, "that's the only way, to get you out of sight of these nosy idiots. Is it really that bad, being seen with me?"
"If it was that bad, I would for sure have not left the Great Hall with you," I responded, "I bet, many of the others are talking about us right now. It's just, I'm not used to get attention, normally I got ignored."
He shook his head and spread out a blanket on the ground, placed a small tray upon it and sat down. I sat down next to him and he pulled me towards him, I could feel his heartbeat, sitting that close to him.
"How can anybody possibly ignore you," he wanted to know, "at first, I only annoyed you, because as a muggle-born you were an easy target. Later on, I annoyed you, because I needed a reason for being around you and now, I just give you my attention."
I had to smile at his words and gently kissed him on his lips. The more often I kissed him, the more I enjoyed it. Every kiss was sweeter and more passionate than the earlier one. Just as he shoved his hand beneath my shirt, Professor Umbridge appeared in the school entrance. She rushed towards us and Draco seemed as terrified as I was myself.