Draco was sitting in an empty classroom bored with the night's events.
'Pssh events…' he thought. 'If you could call them that.'
He had been patrolling the corridors all night, unfortunatly, as his head boy duties forced him to. For once, he had drawn the short straw that night and was forced to be the Friday night monitor because stupid mudblood had to study. Urgh, he didn't even want to think about her.
She was the only reason he was stuck doing this crap. It if were up to him she would have been patrolling and he could have been doing something useful.
His thoughts were suddenly stirred by a semi-loud crash from outside his hideout classroom on the seventh floor. It was almost an eerie crash. No noise had been uttered since he had started his patrolling nearly six hours ago.
Draco hopped off the desk he was lounging on and quietly creep toward the door leading to the hallway. He peered out and saw nothing but a bunch of armor on the floor all cluttered up.
'Great,' he sighed as he thought to himself. 'Another shitty way to spend the night. Cleaning up peeves mess.'
He dragged himself out of the classroom, bored as hell, as he walked toward the pile of armor. He jumped back in shock and amusement as he suddenly realized it wasn't all armor.
He bent down to get a better look to try and confirm his suspicious. He was correct: it was Granger.
" Mudblood what the HELL do you think you're doing you clumsy idiot!"
But no movement came from Hermione even with the harsh words he threw at her that usually sparked rage. Draco bent down some more until he was eye level with Hermione. Her eyes were closed.
Draco suddenly panicked. Was she hurt? On his watch? Maybe something happened; someone attacked her or injured her in some way. Draco's immediate thought was to his badge and the thought that if this got out he could lose it all because of stupid Granger.
He flipped her around so she was lying on her back and Malfoy let out a sigh of relief. She was breathing. Although this sight would normally disappoint him, he was glad she was okay enough to where he wouldn't be charged for murder on his watch.
Then Draco realized something else that shocked him. Not only was she breathing…but she had actually fallen asleep. He was dumbfounded. Who just goes walking around a corridor this late making messes, falling over, and then sleeping it off so randomly?
Draco pondered this for a moment before coming to a shocking conclusing. He did. He went around a corridor that late at night making messes, falling over, and it usually did end up with him sleeping it off...for awhile.
"No way. No way in fucking hell. Are you kidding me?'" Draco almost laughed at the thought of the question he was about to ask her daring not to believe it himself.
"Granger, Granger wake up." He softly slapped her face to utter some sort of movement in her.
She opened one eye groggily and looked up to none other than Malfoy's incredulous face staring back at hers.
"Granger, I almost hate to ask you this for fear of me being right but…are you wasted?"