Hermione looked behind her. She was alone. Dripping from a nearby tap could be heard in the silence that seemed to fill the corridor. She had never really been this alone before, not really. Harry was at quidditch practice and Ron (she guessed) was with his brothers. Or maybe he was with another girl. Hermione ducked her head and sniffed bravely to hold back tears of the thought. She told herself to grow up and think logically. Ron said he had to study. Ha, like she would believe that. Hermione then felt a sudden cold wind blow against her. Without anybody else with her, she felt scared by the slightest noise. After looking both ways she quickly walked in the opposite direction she had came in.

"I can't stand being alone" She whispered to herself.

She didn't know where she was going to go.

"Maybe I could go watch Harry." She thought. But she thought better of it, as sports like quidditch always make her worry about Harry and if he would be alright by the end of the practice. And she did not feel like tracking down Ron at the moment, not after what she thought about him earlier. It was just a thought, but thoughts can be quite powerful, and obviously this one had had quite an effect on Hermione. She then started to run, desperate to find a friend to spend this lunch hour with, instead of just wandering the corridors alone. She ran round a corner at speed and found herself collide with someone and herself thrown back onto the hard concrete. Her head throbbed as she tried to get up.

"You really need to watch where you are going. I mean, why the hell where you running like you were?" A harsh voice said. Hermione sat up and tried to ignore the pain in her head to see who was talking. She looked up and saw Draco looking down at her. Hermione's face went into a slight scowl as she saw him.

"And that look isn't getting you anywhere." He said, with a softer tone to his voice now. Draco held out his hand to Hermione and she let him help her up from the floor. This really surprised her, for why was he bothering with her? After the things he had said about her and all...

"You're staring into space." He said, as a slight smile crept to his face "Did you hit you head or something?" Hermione looked up and shook her head slightly, hiding her face with her hair as she did so. Why was he suddenly being so nice to her? Hermione looked up at him from behind her hair for the first time since she came to Hogwarts. His blonde hair swept across his face and matched his pale skin tone which seemed to glow in the light. She looked into his eyes, which gently glistened an emerald green colour. She quickly looked away as she could feel her cheeks flush red and her lips twitch into a smile.

"You don't speak much, do you, Granger?" Draco said, looking away from her, not caring if he got a response or not.

"Nah" Hermione replied, also looking away a little. She then realised that she must find one of her friends, talk to them a bit, and maybe hang out. She looked at Draco (who was looking back at her already) and ran past him, her hand intentionally clasping his hand as she did so. He looked round, smiled and then they both broke hands and walked away in separate directions.

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Natassja xx