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Rainy days, we either hate them or we love them.
Rainy Days
I love the rain. The way it pitter patters on the rooftops, the way that it hits the window panes during a boring class. I love to curl up, near the fire in the common room with a good book during rainy days. Though I especially love the way it forces everyone inside, and especially when I feel spontaneous, that way I can go outside and not be disturbed.
I met him one rainy day. I had gone out in my white uniform by mistake, he had followed. I didn't notice him to begin with, but he had noticed me. When I did see him, I froze. The look in his eyes and the way his wet shirt stuck to his perfect lean torso. Then I realized my shirt had gone see-through. I looked away, my cheeks turning a distinct shade of red. He had walked right up in front of me. His close proximity made breathing rather difficult and my cheeks burn even brighter. I could feel him smirking at the affect he was having on me.
"You might need this before heading inside" He put his cloak into my hands, then without another work, walked off towards the castle. I made a mental note not to give the cloak back, unless he asked.
I didn't go outside for several rainy days, after that incident. Instead, I indulged in my other pastime when it rains, reading by the fire in the common room. It had been raining for nearly a week, it was nearly 2 weeks since that incident and I was getting bored. So I decided to head outside into the freezing rain, making sure that I wasn't wearing a white t-shirt as I left the common room.
That wind, that freezes your body to the bone, removing all feeling from your face and any other exposed body part, prevented me from actually venturing into the rain. I forced myself to the outside of the castle, but for the sake of not catching a cold, I stayed under the cover of rooftops.
I decided to just walk around aimlessly for a while, in the hopes of filling in some time before dinner. However I ran into him again that day, literally. Although my initial thought was that I had walked into a wall. As I looked up from my position on the ground, nursing what felt like a sprained wrist, I heard him laugh. For the second time in his presence, I felt the burning sensation of a blush creep into my cheeks and I wasn't happy about it.
Lifting myself up from the floor with every intention of walking away, he spoke,
"You didn't walk into me, you know. I moved into your way. Though I expected you to notice I had done so." This did not help my mood,
"Now why would you do that?" I questioned, looking up regretting it the second I had. His icy, blue eyes caught my attention and had a distinct look of mischief in them, distracting me from the situation at hand. He used my lack of attention to his advantage and backed me into the wall. Again, breathing functions started malfunctioning at his close proximity. I looked up into his face, which was only inches from mine, and getting closer. All thoughts froze, time felt like it stood still. Then someone called my name.
"HERMIONE!!?" I recognized as the typical yell of a frustrated Ron. I looked up to see Draco Malfoy smirking down at me; he leaned in and whispered,
"Next time, aye Hermione." Then disappeared around a corner just as Ron caught sight of me.
"Oi, Hermione, what are you doing out here, its freezing!?" I smiled
"Just enjoying a rainy day, Ron."
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Kat
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