Title: Guardian Angel
Penname: Captain of L'Emeraude

Summary: His cloak billows around him as he crouches on the edge of the roof. He sits, watching the grounds below him, with the stillness of the gargoyles that are his only companions at this time of night. ONESHOT

Disclaimer: I wish I owned HP but alas I do not. Woe is me.

Guardian Angel

He loves climbing out onto the roof at night. His cloak billows around him as he crouches on the edge of the roof. He sits, watching the grounds below him, with the stillness of the gargoyles that are his only companions at this time of night. With his charmed senses he can hear the squirrels settling in to sleep and see the squid floating in the lake looking for a midnight snack.

He is pulled out of the daze by a sound and he immediately snaps his head around, looking for the source of the shriek. "Ow! No! Get away from me!" He hears a low voice chuckle "C'mon. We just want a little fun." The voices send shivers of rage down his spine. He recognizes both of them. He grabs his wand and leaps.

Seconds before he hits the ground he mutters a charm and then he is still falling, but now he's horizontal and headed straight towards the girl and her attacker. "No… Stop!" Her cries make his blood burn and he uses every ounce of magic he has to go faster.

He stops silently just behind the hulking frame of his supposed friend and charms his fingernails so they're as sharp as claws and grabs the back of his neck. The large man freezes. In the coldest voice he can muster he threatens the assailant "If you so much as touch her, I will tear you apart with my bare hands. Do you understand?"

Crabbe nods his head slightly and runs off as soon as his neck is released. The rescuer turns back to the girl. "Are you OK Hermione? Did he hurt you?" She stays frozen, her eyes filled with shock, and her knight in shining armor wonders if it is left over from the attack or if it is shock at who rescued her.

"Mal-Malfoy?" He nods "Sorry to disappoint you, Granger, but The Boy Who Lived to Make Wrongdoers Lives Living Hell is asleep right now so I'm filling in." Her confused stare transforms into one of understanding after a few moments and then something resembling determination. She lifts her head to look at him and smiles. "In that case…

She doesn't finish her sentence. After all, it is very difficult to talk when you're thanking someone by snogging the life out of him. Malfoy is astonished for a moment and then does what he has wanted to do for years. He kisses her back.

After what seems like a lifetime, Hermione leans away from him, breaking the kiss. "Thank you for saving me, Draco." She smiles shyly and starts to walk away. "Wait!" She turns around and walks back to him. He hugs her tightly and whispers in her ear "I will always be there to rescue you."

He breaks away and she turns around and walks off. He leaps up with a charm on his lips and, landing back on the roof, watches her walk to the castle entrance. Halfway though the door, she turns and looks up to the roof where he is watching, "You're my guardian angel" she smiles and walks into the castle and out of his sight.

But not for long…

I'm in the process of thinking up a sequel. Hopefully you liked this story though… Maybe you liked it enough to review? Please? Flames and constructive criticism are welcome too…