There will be several short stories (drabbles) featuring Hermione and Draco, plus Quidditch. I hope you'll enjoy them and won't be bothered too much if the characters are OOC.
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Concealed worry
She froze. The others' cheers became louder.
He had almost fallen off his broom and all those fools were doing was to get happier? She clenched her fists. She was doing her best not to scream at them, not to tell them how stupid – and cruel – she thought they were.
To restrain herself was hard, but she couldn't allow her thoughts to leave her mouth, not here.
She tensed again. He'd suddenly sped up. Obviously even to him to catch that damn golden ball was more important than his safety. She could see Harry flying after him.
There'd be contact, both of them only focusing on their golden aim they wouldn't pay attention to one another. They'd collide, lose their balance, fall perhaps...
She closed her eyes. She usually hated to see them fight, but when they were up in the air she totally loathed their face-to-face.
Her heart was torn in two. Was she allowed to worry for the both of them? She didn't care about who would catch the damn bug as long as their feet quickly returned to the safety of the ground.
He'd just lost his balance! His hand tightly clutching the broomstick was the only thing preventing his fall at the moment.
Her legs jerked, she forced them to stay still.
What would she look like if she suddenly got up, because of her worry for the Slytherin blond captain, when she was sitting in the middle of Gryffindor students?
Right now, Hermione couldn't hate Quidditch more.