"Granger!" No response. He shouted again. "GRANGER!"
She shut her eyes tight. She was tired and frustrated and sleepy. The door opened with a bang and there, at the door, stood Draco Malfoy, the one and only, looking furious. In his low voice he said, "Granger, I have been calling, no not call, yelling out your name. Did you not hear me?"
Hermione didn't say anything. She knew he was furious but she really did not want to deal with him right now. All she wanted to do was sleep. "Granger, can you not hear me? Or are you deliberately ignoring me? Because if that's the case then I-"
She'd had enough. She cut him in between, "What, Malfoy? What?! What do you want? Why have you been shouting my name? What happened? I told you that I'll be in the room and to not disturb me but no, you just can't leave me alone for a minute, can you? Yes, I'm choosing to ignore you because I want to be alone. I don't want to deal with anyone right now. I am tired. I want to sleep. Is that too much to ask?"
He began, "We have to go for the charity event. I told you about it. You can't say I didn't tell you because you know I did. Four days ago. And if you say-" "I TOLD YOU I'M NOT FEELING WELL. I TOLD YOU LAST NIGHT. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT I'M GOING THROUGH RIGHT NOW?! DO YOU?!" Hermione shouted and began breathing heavily. She really wasn't feeling all that good. 'If he could just get that in his head.' She was looking at Draco, who looked as if he could kill her right now.
She took a few deep breaths and began, "Look Malfoy, I know I said I'd come but I'm really not feeling well, okay? Whenever I say that I'll go, I do. But just not tonight, okay? I've been puking my guts out the whole day and I'm tired. I just want to rest today. I know you're not happy right now but even I'm not. My back hurts, my throat hurts, my feet are swollen and your child just won't stop moving. Every time I fall asleep, within minutes it wakes me up. Please, just please, don't make me go. I won't be able to deal with anyone tonight."
Draco's face had no expression. Hermione couldn't make out what he was thinking. She could see that his jaw was clenched tightly but that was all. 'Is he angry? Livid? God, make him say something.' She started, "Malfoy, look how about I come for some time and then go back? That could-" "Granger, it's fine. You don't have to make a deal with me. I get it", Draco said. "I shouldn't have got angry. Sorry."
Hermione didn't know what to say. He'd never apologized before. For anything. "It's okay."
And then he left the room.