A/N this is written from an OC POV. 7th year.
I shivered as I walked down the hallways. It was late, past curfew, and I should be in bed, but I have an essay due tomorrow, that I totally forgot about. Suddenly, I heard a soft giggle come from around the corner.
"Oh really?" A woman's voice whispered. "You're going to give me a detention?" I snuck up against the wall, and peeked around the corner, and my jaw dropped, as my head snapped back. "Malfoy and Granger?" I thought wildly. "That can't be right!" I looked back around the corner, and sure enough, there they were. Leaning against the wall, looking toward each other, smiling.
"Well, you are out of bed past curfew. Granger, Granger. What are we going to do with you?" Malfoy said, still smiling.
"As it happens, Draco, I'm Head Girl. And I'm patrolling. I'm supposed to be out of bed. You however, are not."
"It's almost midnight" Draco said, looking at his watch
"Ugh." Hermione groaned. "I have to go to bed."
"Mind If I…..Slytherin?" Draco responded, his voice lowering. My books fell out of my hand with a large crash. I saw Draco's eyes flick up over Hermione's head, and meet mine, before I stated sprinting away, trying to get to my common room before her could catch me.
The next morning at the tables, I made the mistake of catching Malfoy's eye. His raised one eyebrow as if to say, "Talk, and your dead." My eyes widened as I looked back down at my full plate. Suddenly, I wasn't hungry anymore. Coincidence? I think not.