She had raised her wand, and it was pointing right at his chest, she had a look of cruel determination marring her usually soft features. Her breath was coming out in short sharp pants, she was finding it hard to draw in air.
She looked a horrific mess, her hair was tangled and flying all over the place, she was now bent over at the waist, looking as if she was ready to fall to her knees. One hand she was using to hold on to her right side, the other she was using to keep her wand still pointing straight at him.
The sight of her like this amused him, anyone looking at him would find his smirk to be cruel, but those who knew him would be able to identify the laughter, the pure joy that was hiding in his eyes.
"I told you that I would win Granger." She glared at him from her hunched position.
"Malfoy, I don't feel so good." Her reply came out as little more than a whimper and her legs started to go from under her. Malfoy dove towards her his arms somehow managing to encircle her just as her eyes rolled back and she began to collapse. Her full weight hit him, and he had been in no way prepared for it. He stumbled and fell to the floor with her, though he somehow managed to keep a hold of the girl as he fell, she landed on top of him, the pain from the impact of hitting the ground was far outweighed by her full weight landing on top of him.
Hermione took her chance, as quick as she could, she pushed herself up from his chest, using the grass below, and sat back on her knees, his body still trapped beneath her. She was rather proud of her acting skills.
Draco's eyes shot open as he felt her move, his eyes then widened in shock, though not because of the wand she currently had jabbing in to his throat, what shocked him, was her legs either side of his hips, her small soft body pressing down on what he hope wasn't turning into a noticeable erection. He groaned as she shifted her weight, and in turn, pressed herself down harder on to him. His eyes snapped up to her face, he was hoping that she hadn't heard him. Hermmione was grinning down at him, and right in that moment, looking up at her ruffled hair, her flushed cheeks, and the happiness in her eyes, he forgot to even worry about his little problem. He felt a short sharp sting hit him in the neck, right where her wand had been.
"Tig! You're it!" Hermione shouted as she stumbled off of him and took off running once again.
He couldn't stop himself from smiling as he watched her running away, laughing loudly as she went. soon his own laughter could be heard along with hers as he jumped up to run after her once more. He wasn't even shocked at the errant thought that ran through his mind.
How could anyone not love that girl?
