Just a little story for the holidays. I got the idea from the song: Baby, It's Cold Outside by Vanessa Williams.
Baby, It's Cold OutsideHermione knocked on the door of the unfamiliar flat of Draco Malfoy.
The door cracked open.
"What do you want, Granger?" He softly growled.
"May I come in?" Hermione asked in a sickly sweet voice.
He held the door open and Hermione blew in with the wind and snow.
He closed it as soon as she was inside.
"So, what do you want? Come to flaunt your promotion at work in my face?" He sneered.
Hermione had gotten promoted in the Auror (Correct?) office where she, Malfoy, Ron, and Harry worked.
"No." she said. "I have to pick a partner in my new office and I was thinking you would fit the job." She said.
"What? Why not Potter? Or Weasley?" He asked a look of surprise coming over his face.
"Because. If you recall, Potter got promoted too and he already has picked Ron." Hermione said.
"Oh, well, in that case, sure, I'll take it." Malfoy shrugged. He picked up a mug and sipped.
"What is that?" She asked. She was still cold from the walk here. She had to walk because she had not known where Malfoy's house was before.
"Hot chocolate." Malfoy said, smirking. "Want some?" He offered her his cup.
Ew! "No thanks." Hermione shuddered. "Well, I better be going." She turned to leave. Malfoy set down his mug and grabbed her hand and she put the other one on the door handle.
"Don't go." He said, his voice soft.
"I really can't stay." Hermione protested.
"Baby, it's cold outside." Hermione drew her hand away.
"I haven't been a baby for a long time, Malfoy." She snapped. "I really must go." She turned the knob.
"Your hands are just like ice. Just stay a little longer. I'll get you some hot chocolate." Malfoy pleaded. Hermione wasn't sure what to think.
"Harry expects me back. Ron will start to worry. They both knew I was going to see you." She warned.
"Then you'll tell them you were having a cup of hot chocolate with me while you warmed up." Malfoy said as he poured her a mug.
"They'll never believe it." She said as she accepted the cup. She sat and slowly drank the hot chocolate. Malfoy merely watched her. She wished she knew how to break the spell. Even though it wasn't a literal one.
She finished the drink and stood. "I simply must go." She said.
"Look out the window at that storm." Malfoy said, nodding to the window. Hermione looked at the blizzard outside.
"I have to go." Hermione said. "Harry will be suspicious and Ron will be here at the door any second." She stepped toward the door.
"You'll freeze out there!" Malfoy protested, standing.
"Well, if you're so intent on me staying why don't you tell them I'll be staying?" Hermione said sarcastically.
Malfoy's face lit up. "You mean you'll stay?" he asked coming to stand in front of her. He tipped her head up and touched her lips with his. The kiss sent Hermione's heart dancing and her head reeling. She pulled away.
"On second thought, I'd better go. I'll see you tomorrow at work." Hermione said as she went to the door. Before she left, she looked back.
Malfoy's eyes watched her, a mysterious glint in them.
"Yes, Granger. You will see me tomorrow." Hermione shivered and stepped out in the cold.
Her thoughts on the way home were: I should have stayed a little longer. It's too cold outside!
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Celebrytie Foraire
