Unfortunately, updates on this story won't be on a set time.
Letters To Juliet is my main priority, this is just something that was on my mind and had to be written down, unlike my other story, this isn't planned and I just write it as I go along.
I have one amazingly good idea waiting to be incorporated... dun dun dun!
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If any of you reading this are reading ltj, I'm sorry I've not updated it, unfortunately I've not had the chance to write a large paragraph and this story only consists of short ones so far...
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"There's a note from McGonagall on the table, we're covering duties tonight" Hermione moaned, flopping down onto the couch.
"Again? Why do they have prefects when we always end up doing their rounds" Draco grumbled, throwing himself down next to Hermione.
"Exactly my thoughts... Oh, did you see what Peeve's did to Filch today? Tied him up and threw paint all over him. The paint won't come off" Hermione guffawed along with Draco who began quizzing her for all the details.
It had been a week since the happenings in the empty classroom, but neither of them had mentioned it, continuing on as if nothing had happened.
Hermione's dreams were plagued by it every night, but she didn't dare bring it up in fear that he would simply laugh at her. The need to have him touch her again was eating away at her, and she couldn't help but feel like she wanted more than friendship with the Slytherin...
For Draco, things were a lot more complicated. His every thought revolved around the brown haired girl, but his thoughts had more to them then just sex.
"Wanna walk to dinner with me?" He asked when they had finished discussing Filch's new look.
"On one condition" she teased.
Draco raised an eyebrow, "and that would be..."
"Could you paint my nails for me after duties tonight? I have shaky hands so I make a mess, but you have a steady hand" Hermione pleaded, flashing him a sly grin as she batted her eyelashes jokingly.
"You look like Pansy when you do that..." Draco laughed, ducking out of the way when she aimed her fist at him. "Fine" he answered, grabbing her arm and pulling her towards the portrait. Truth be told, Draco was beside himself with the idea of spending more time than normal with Hermione, even if that involved manual labour.

"So you're saying you slept with Malfoy, then you'se haven't spoke about it, now he's painting your nails? Jealous" Ginny exclaimed, shoving a forkful of food into her mouth.
"Yes... and he's brilliant by the way. DO NOT TELL ANYONE" Hermione growled, glaring at her red headed friend.
Putting her hands in the air, Ginny swallowed her food before speaking. "Hey, best friends promise."

"Colour?" Draco asked, looking through Hermione's vast collection of nail polishes.
"Green" she said without a second thought on the matter.
"You own a lot of green things I've noticed" Draco stated, picking the perfect shade of emerald green from the collection.
"It's my favourite colour" she shrugged. "It has been since I was five, and it's not changing because of stupid house colours" she explained when he sat on the bed next to her.
"Slytherin at hear" he joked.
Slapping him playfully on the shoulder, she let out a small giggle. "Shut up and paint."

Hermione and Draco had been engrossed in conversation as Draco, ever the perfectionist, painted both of her hands and dried them perfectly with a spell from his wand. Hermione lay back against the plush pillows and wiggled her feet in the air with a smirk to rival his own.
"Feet as well?" Draco moaned when she put her feet onto his lap.
"Gotta match!" she giggled, putting her head back and closing her eyes.
"Tired?" he quizzed.
"Umm, couldn't sleep last night, thinking too much" she explained, stifling a yawn.
As he began to paint her toe nails, he watched her breathing begin to slow, her mouth opening slightly. Once he was finished, he performed the drying spell, took her wand from her side and placed it onto the bedside table. Lying back at the end of the bed, he watched her sleepy state as he too was lulled into a dreamless sleep.

After a gruelling day of completing yet another prefect pairs duties and a jam packed schedule, Hermione and Draco found themselves sprawled out across the sofa, each pretending to read a book.
Draco had his potions textbook in his hands, flipping the page every now and again to create the illusion that he was reading, while Hermione was skimming Hogwarts: a History.
Hermione's legs were set on the small table and Draco's head was resting on her lap. To anyone watching, they looked like the perfect couple, but unfortunately for both they were nothing more than friends.
Hermione still wanted to bring up the subject, but couldn't summon up any of that Gryffindor courage to do it. Butterflies took over her stomach when he was in close proximity at the thought of his hot breath against her skin... She was unbelievably and irrevocably smitten with Draco Malfoy.
Unknown to her, Draco felt pretty much the same, except he had the excuse of being a Slytherin and not a Gryffindor to blame it on. Being close to her drove his senses wild, until the point where he wanted to grab her and never let go. He knew he liked her, he'd known this for Merlin knows how long now! He had initiated the first move with the hope that she would pursue him afterwards, but he had came to the conclusion that she obviously only wanted to be friends, and he of course would be happy with that if she was. Well... he was lying, he'd be heartbroken and would want to curse anyone that dare to go near her to oblivion but he wasn't going to dwell on that at this very moment in time.
"I'm bored" Hermione muttered, putting her book down with a huff.
"Same" he replied, mimicking her actions. "Want to go cause some trouble?"
"Why the hell not".

"Are you okay Mione?" Harry asked as they are their breakfast in the Great Hall on morning. "You look a little pale."
"Oh, yeh I'm fine, I ate some prawns yesterday and they don't agree with me" she explained, toying around with the food on her plate.
"You sure, I'll walk you too Madam Pomfrey if you want?"
"No I'll be fine honestly Harry" she said, smiling at her friend.
Harry had always been like a brother to her, looking out for her well being and protecting her from any type of danger.
"Oh shit... I forgot my potions book, I'll meet you all down there in ten?" she asked, jumping up from her dear, Ginny following closely behind.
"So, talked to Malfoy yet?" she quizzed, when they were out of earshot from everyone.
"No and I'm not going to Gin. We've forgotten about it now anyway" she replied with a shake of her head.
"Oh come on! It's been almost two months Mi! You'se are practically together anyway, he paints your nails and falls asleep on your bed with you. He goes on late night walks with you, brings your books to class when you forget them even when he's in a lesson on the opposite side of the castle, he brings you food when your ill, and need I mention that the boy hexed his own best friend for insulting you?"
"Ginny, we're just friends, seriously" she stated, smiling when she thought of the girly yelp Blaise Zabini had let out when Draco cursed him for calling her a Mudblood.
"Fine. Why so pale today anyway Misses?" Ginny questioned.
"Ate some prawns" Hermione told her. Ginny nodded in understanding, giving her a disapproving look.
"You're daft, you're meant to check what you eat! Oh and don't forget, we're sneaking to Hogsmeade tonight. I need tampons, mum never packs enough for me" she scolded.
"Sure, sure... Gin I really need to get this book" Hermione began.
"Can't you tell you're on moody! I wish my period buddy was the happy type" she joked.
"I'm not on..."
"Give it a few days!" She laughed turning and leaving Hermione.

Ginny and Hermione walked carelessly through Hogsmeade, peering into shop windows here and there. Hermione had her arms linked into Ginny's, dragging her away from the boutiques.
"Just one look!" Ginny laughed, attempting to pull her friend in the direction of a small blue clothes shop, obviously underestimating Hermione's strength.
"No! Plus I'm hungry, so we need to get your stuff and leave" Hermione told her in a stern tone.
"Mione, we've just eaten dinner! And not to mention that you almost ate the frigging table, how the hell are you still hungry?" Ginny teased.
"No idea, I just am. Here, you go into there, I want to have a look in the chemist" Hermione smiled, unhooking her arm from Ginny and walking away,

At the jingle of a bell above the door, the shop assistant instantly rushed out to greet Hermione.
"Good evening. May I help you with anything?" the young woman asked politely.
"Could you point me towards the anti-allergens please?"
"Ahh, certainly. Aisle seven sweetheart" she informed her. Smiling Hermione thanked her and rushed towards the aisle.
Picking out her usual box of medication, a large pink sign to the left of the anti-allergens caught Hermione's eye. Out of curiosity she decided to take a look.

NEED TO KNOW IF YOU'RE PREGNANT?
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Late period, sickness, cravings, back ache... Fuck.
Hermione racked her brain... Did he perform the contraceptive charm? Is this all really the prawns and I'm over thinking things as usual? He did most likely cast the charm, I am after all a 'Mudblood', and he wouldn't even risk tainting his bloodline... Better safe than sorry though she told herself, picking up the box and quickly going to the counter.
"Can I pay on this please?" Hermione said, handing over her Gringott's payment card.
"Of course. I'm going to put this in your bag darling, it has all of the information you need and people you can contact for help" the assistant smiled, putting a large leaflet in the bag.
"Thankyou" Hermione smiled shyly, a flush of red covering her face.
"Have a good evening."
"You too" Hermione replied, shrinking the bag to fit into her pocket.
Waiting on a bench outside, Ginny grinned. "Food time!"

Stepping through the portrait, Hermione hung her coat on the rack by the door, before making her way to the kitchen for a glass of water.
"Was just about to send a search party" Draco chuckled from behind her, making Hermione jump and drop the glass. Muttering a quick apology, she bent down and started to pick up the pieces, slicing her hand in the process.
"Ouch" she muttered, holding her hand, blood slowly collecting in a puddle on the floor as it dripped away.
Draco quickly moved to her side, carefully taking a hold of her hand. Kissing it gently, he healed it with his wand, cleaning the mess at the same time.
"All better see? Now come and tell me what's wrong" he said holding her hand and walking them into the sitting room. Hermione stared down at their joined hands and felt her heart do back flips in the chest. So it takes having my hand cut open for him to touch me...
Sitting awkwardly by him, Hermione rested her head against his shoulder and sighed.
"I just feel really ill" she shrugged. It wasn't a lie, but she wasn't about to tell him what was really occupying her mind, ohhhh no.
The image of Draco sat on a porch in the sunset, bouncing a giggling baby on his knee flashed by momentarily making her smile, only to be replaced by Voldermort holding the child, Draco laughing by his side as he sent the death curse her way... Shaking off the thought she frowned heavily.
"I thought as much, you've been really pale today. Wanna take a trip to Pomfrey?" he asked sympathetically.
"No, no. I'll be fine, I think I'm just..." but she couldn't finish her sentence.
"Hermione?" Draco quizzed. Recognising the look on her face, he transfigured the first thing he could reach into a bucket and placed it in front of her, at the exact moment she leant forward to vomit.
Gripping the bucket with as much strength as she could muster making her knuckles turn white, Hermione regretted eating as much as she had now that it was all paying her another visit.
The feeling of Draco rubbing circles on her back while holding her hair out of her face soothed her slightly. If this was him being sick, she would have run a mile by now.
Muttering calming words to her, Draco whispered a simple spell once she'd filled the bucket, emptying it of its contents.
"Urgh" Hermione grumbled once her stomach had been emptied, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
"Bedtime" Draco stated, gathering her worn out figure into his arms and carrying her up the stairs to her room, memories of that night flooding his mind.
Setting her on the side of the bed, he watched her lie back, hands over her eyes.
"Pyjama's young lady" he commanded, pulling her fleecy green all in one from the top of her draw.
"To tired to move" Hermione grunted, the tone indicating exactly how tired she was.
"I'm dressing you then" he said, more to himself then to her, trying desperately to keep the excitement out of his voice.
Unzipping her winter boots he pulled them off and set them by her bed. He continued to carefully remove each item of clothing until she wore only her underwear.
Standing her after placing her feet into the legs, he pulled the all in one up, over her arms and into her shoulders, zipping the back up by reaching around her waist as he inhaled her intoxicating aroma.
"Draco..." Hermione murmured into his shoulder.
"Hmm?" he replied, lying her back down and pulling the Gryffindor red over her frail body.
"Will you stay with me tonight... I don't like to be alone when I'm sick, it scares me" she whimpered, pleading with her eyes.
Kissing her head, he stroked the hair away from her face and smiled down at her. "Sure princess, try and get to sleep while I go put my night clothes on" he told her, switching the light off on the way out, crossing the hall to his room.
After pulling on a plain white t-shirt and emerald green silk bottoms, he quietly walked back to her room, shutting the door behind him.
Lifting back the covers, he listened to the sound of her light snores and prepared himself for a good night's sleep.
When he was settled, he closed his eyes and welcomed sleep, but was instead greeted by an arm around his waist.
Opening an eye, he smiled at what he saw. Hermione had nestled herself against his body and put her face into the crook of his neck while she was sleeping. His smile slowly turned into a large grin when he felt her lips press into his neck. Placing his arms around her, he allowed sleep to take over.

"Sleeping beauty's up! How yah feeling?" Draco grinned when Hermione finally emerged from her room.
"Less than satisfactory" she replied in an irritated manner.
Laughing, Draco put a plate in front of her. "I made you some breakfast" he smiled. Covering her mouth with her hand, Draco frowned as she ran towards the bathroom, the sounds of retching echoing around the room shortly after.
"Either I'm a terrible cook, or she's still ill" he muttered to himself, hoping for the latter as he chewed on a piece of bacon from his own plate.
Returning to the table, Draco raised an eyebrow when she began to wolf the food down.
"Hungry?" he asked, trying to hold in his laughter.
"Merlin's yes!" she giggled, the food had obviously worked marvels on her mood.
"You missed first period, but I explained the circumstances to McGonagall. I'm in charge of you for the day" he winked.
"The joys" she joked. "I'm going to get dressed, what lessons after free period?"
"Potions, I'll wait here for you" he replied, moving to sit on the couch.

"Everyone pair up, this potion will be finished to a good standard by the end of this lesson or you will serve a week's detention with me" Snape growled. Immediately everyone set to work, pairing up and collecting the required ingredients and equipment, not wanting to aggravate the temperamental Professor. Hermione was working with Dean Thomas for the day. He was a smart boy and didn't seem to cause every potion to explode like his other housemates...
Picking up the specified ingredients, Hermione turned to the cupboard door to leave but was instead blocked by a muscular body.
"You've gone pale again Hermione" Draco stated, looking her up and down with concern.
"I'm fine, stop worrying" Hermione smiled, squeezing past him and walking back to her seat. Neither pupil noticed a pair of seemingly sad eyes watching them from across the room, sighing with despair before masking his emotions once more.

"Okay, so now we need to add the chopped stem and turn it anti clockwise fourteen times" Hermione told Dean, before letting out a loud hiccup.
"Fourteen, got it" Dean replied, looking from the cauldron to Hermione, who had suddenly turned a deathly white. "Are you okay?" Dean asked wearily.
Bringing her hand to her mouth for the second time that day, Hermione nodded quickly. This was not the place to be sick, plus she still had a potion to finish!
"You don't look it..." he began as she retched. "Toilets now!" Dean practically yelled, backing away from her and knocking over his stool.
Jumping from her seat, Hermione was heading for the door when she collided with a daydreaming Lavender. Tumbling to the ground, she heaved once more, bringing up her breakfast all over the dungeon floor and un-expecting girl who let out a scream of disgust. Righting herself, Hermione ran as fast as she could to the closest disused toilet she could think of.

"Draco" Snape called out over the commotion of the classroom, gesturing for him to follow her, observing with a look of worry before replacing it with his usual sneer, hoping he hadn't been caught.
The old man's got a heart Draco thought to himself with a snigger. Thinking quickly, he ran to the closest disused girl's bathroom.

Hermione reached into her robe and pulled out the small bag, unshrinking its contents. As a few tears escaped her eyes she quickly read over the instructions. All you do is swallow it... she thought, putting the crystal into her mouth.
Lifting her shirt up, she flinched when her stomach began to turn the dreaded blue, at the same moment Draco decided to enter.

A cliffy, tehe I'm so cruel ;D
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