Well here it is, chapter 2! : )
Hope you enjoy
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I groaned at my alarm and made my way to the bathroom to get washed. I'd decided that today would be a good chance to go shopping considering I'd be going on holiday the following day.
I chose to drive into town for a change as I hadn't driven for a while and I loved the exhilarating feeling I got whenever I was behind the wheel of a car.
After parking up I headed to a few of my favourite shops to stock up on summer wear. I bought a few pairs of shorts and some pretty tank tops and tees along with a couple of bikinis. I also bought some skinny jeans and a new jacket along with a rain coat and an umbrella as the weather in the Lake District was unpredictable to say the least, even in the summer. I also treat myself to a few new books just because I could.
When I returned home I made a list of everything I would be taking with me and ticked everything off as I packed it into my suitcase.
By six o'clock that evening my suitcase was packed and ready. Content with my achievement I decided to treat myself to an hour or so reading one of my new books.
I had only just picked up my book when my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller ID to find that it was an unknown number. I was confused at first but decided to answer it anyway.
"Hello," I answered tentatively.
"Granger is that you?" A male voice I recognised but couldn't quite place spoke from the other end of the line.
"Yes, who is this?"
"It's Draco Malfoy," he replied.
"Malfoy? How did you get my number?" I started to get worried.
"A friend of a friend. Anyway that's not what I'm calling about."
"Okay then what do you want?" I asked even though I still wasn't happy that Malfoy had gotten hold of my mobile number.
"I was wondering if you knew how we were supposed to get to our little holiday tomorrow," Malfoy didn't sound thrilled about the situation either.
"Well I haven't been told so I was just going to take my Mini Cooper."
"Ah right ..." Malfoy trailed off.
"You don't know what a Mini Cooper is do you?" I almost laughed but stopped myself quickly. That would be cruel.
"Erm, not exactly," Malfoy mumbled.
"It's a car. I figure we'll need one to get around once we're there anyway."
"Oh right yeah a car; of course, I knew that," Malfoy rambled, "I don't suppose you've any idea how I'm supposed to get there do you?"
"No sorry. You could always come with me if you like," I offered though I regretted it immediately. Why was I offering to give up more of my free time to spend it with Malfoy?
"Well if that's okay with you. I've never been to the Lake District before so I have no idea how to get there."
"Well I go with my family quite a lot so that's no problem for me. Anyway I'll pick you up tomorrow at nine o'clock."
"In the morning?" Malfoy sounded horrified.
"Obviously," I moaned.
"Eurgh. Fine but I'm warning you now I am not a morning person," Malfoy huffed before he hung up. How rude.
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When I woke up the following morning I groaned internally as I remembered what the day ahead had in store for me. This thought remained with me as I packed up the last few things on my list and loaded everything into the car.
I went back to the house to check that I hadn't left anything behind before locking up and getting into my Mini Cooper, plugging in my iPod and putting on my favourite playlist before driving to Malfoy's.
It took around half an hour to get to Malfoy's house and at first I worried that I wouldn't find it but these doubts were quickly put aside the second I saw Malfoy Manor rising above all of the other buildings in the area.
I turned onto the drive and noticed how gloomy the manor looked. I could tell it was once a beautiful building but the war had obviously taken its toll on it.
I timidly pulled further up onto the drive, parked my car and rang the doorbell.
After a few seconds a house elf opened the door.
"Malfoy Manor," the house elf said in a high pitched voice.
"Is Draco Malfoy home?" I asked the elf.
"Yes miss. I will get him for you miss," the house elf said before hurrying off into the manor.
A couple of minutes later Malfoy came to the door dragging a rather large suitcase behind him.
"Are you ready to go?" I asked.
"Ready as I'll ever be," Malfoy huffed as he walked past me to my car.
"You weren't kidding when you said this was a Mini. Will we both fit in that?" Malfoy looked seriously doubtful.
"Are you going to moan all week?" I said as I took his suitcase from him, shrunk it slightly and put it in the boot next to mine.
"Depends," he shrugged.
"On?" I prompted.
"Just depends," Malfoy said as he got into the car.
I shook my head at his pettiness. Yes this wasn't exactly my idea of fun but it was a free holiday and we might as well make the most of it.
I got into the driver's side and put on my seatbelt. I saw Malfoy look at me curiously as I did so.
"What are you doing?" Malfoy asked.
"Erm ... putting on my seatbelt?" I asked, not sure what he was getting at.
"Do I have to do that?"
"Well I'd rather you did. I don't particularly want to get fined."
Malfoy grunted but fumbled with the seatbelt and got himself all tangled up in it.
"Here," I said as I leant over and fastened his seat belt for him. I heard his breath hitch slightly as I leant across him but didn't think much of it as I sat back in my seat and turned on the ignition.
We hadn't made it to the end of the drive before Malfoy moaned again.
"What is this?" Malfoy asked looking around the car.
"What is what Malfoy?"
"This music, if you can even call it that," Malfoy mumbled.
"Oh it's Ed Sheeran," he looked at me blankly so I continued, "The A Team? Don't tell me you've never heard this song before. It's on the radio all the time!"
"I don't listen to the radio much. And even if I did I wouldn't listen to this muggle rubbish," Malfoy motioned to the radio where Bruno Mars was now singing The Lazy Song.
"Well I like it so we're not changing it," I smiled to myself, content with the fact that Malfoy didn't have the slightest idea of how to change the song on my iPod.
We spent the next few minutes in silence listening to my iPod and watching the road. Eventually Malfoy spoke up.
"What is there to do in the Lake Region anyway?"
"It's the Lake District Malfoy. Were you actually serious when you said you've never been to the Lakes before?" I was shocked.
"I prefer to go abroad on holiday," Malfoy shrugged.
"Hmm, can't argue with that one but you should still visit the Lake District now and then. I think it's the most beautiful place in England. But that's just my opinion."
"Right, but what do we do when we're there?"
"Erm ... we could go hill walking," Malfoy groaned so I continued, "or kayaking," another moan, "or pony trekking," another moan, "If you're going to be like that why don't you come up with some suggestions and I'll tell you if we can do it or not," I huffed.
"Fine ... erm ... swimming?"
"Yes, anymore?"
"Shopping?"
"What are you a girl? Yes they have shops but it's not exactly a place where you go shopping."
"I'm bored of this game, how long until we get there?"
"About four hours," I replied and Malfoy groaned.
We fell into silence again as my iPod played Glad You Came by The Wanted.
"Are we there yet?" Malfoy groaned.
"You keep asking me that and I'll hex you so bad you won't be able to move for weeks. But no we're not there yet; it's only been about five minutes since you last asked. And we'll need to stop for petrol," I said as I looked down to notice we didn't have enough to get all the way there.
"Petrol?" Malfoy asked, raising one eyebrow.
"Seriously? You don't know what petrol is?"
"Would I be asking if I knew?" Malfoy looked irritated.
"Fine, it's a volatile mixture of flammable hydrocarbons, such as hexane and octane. It's derived from petroleum and is used mainly as a fuel in internal-combustion engines," I huffed. I knew he wouldn't understand most of that but it felt good to intimidate him slightly.
"Excuse me?"
"Without it the car wouldn't work," I said simply.
"Oh, why didn't you just say that?" Malfoy huffed and went back to looking out of the window.
After about two hours of near silence we pulled into a service station and I got some petrol while Malfoy waited in the car. Once I'd paid I got back into the car and parked in the main part of the service station.
"What're we doing now?" Malfoy asked.
"Well I'm going to the toilet but we can stop here and get some food or a coffee if you'd like?"
"Not sure what a coffee is but food would be good," Malfoy said as he got out of the car.
We made our way into the service station, stopped to go to the toilets and then went through to the food area. I spotted a Burger King sign and immediately got a craving.
"Do you fancy a Burger King?" I asked Malfoy as I turned to face him. He looked completely bewildered by his surroundings.
"A what?"
"Burger King. It's like McDonalds," I said.
"Still not ringing any bells," Malfoy said.
"Well it's mostly beef burgers but they do chicken burgers and chicken nuggets too," I explained.
"Oh I see. Yes that sounds okay," Malfoy said and we made our way to the Burger King queue.
"Can I help you?" The guy at the till asked.
"I'll have a Chicken Royale meal, regular, with a diet coke please," I said.
"And for you?" He motioned to Malfoy.
"Erm ..." Malfoy stuttered, "A beef burger?" He looked at me curiously.
"He'll have a whopper meal, regular, with ... what would you like to drink?" I asked as I turned to Malfoy.
"Erm ... coke?"
"With a coke please," I smiled and paid before we stood to the side to wait for our food.
When the food was ready I collected it and we took a seat at one of the tables in the food area and began eating.
I sat down and started picking at my fries while Malfoy just stared at the packaging in front of him.
"You have to open it," I told him.
"I know that," Malfoy huffed, "these muggles have such an unusual way of life," he added under his breath.
I pretended to ignore his last comment and continued eating instead.
"You know this isn't right," Malfoy said matter-of-factly.
"Excuse me?" I asked slightly confused.
"You bought me lunch. I never let women buy me lunch. I'll pay you back when we get back to the car," Malfoy said. I was shocked at his generosity. I guess it was just some Malfoy morals that he'd been brought up with.
"Thank you but you really don't have to do that. It's not like we're on a date or anything," I smiled and Malfoy almost choked on his food over the thought.
"I know Granger but that's how I was brought up," Malfoy said simply. I could tell I wasn't going to win this one so I changed the subject.
"You know we're going to have to start calling each other by our first names. Muggles don't generally go around calling each other by their surnames," I explained.
"Hmm ... I guess you have a point there Gr- I mean Hermione," he said. The sound of my name coming from his mouth sounded so unusual. Though I couldn't say it was a bad unusual. Actually it sounded quite sexy in his deep voice. I mentally slapped myself for my thoughts.
I smiled at him and we finished our lunch before heading back to the car.
Two hours and a relatively quiet car journey later we arrived at our destination according to my sat nav. However we found ourselves in a caravan site with no idea how to figure out where we were staying.
"Ma- sorry Draco, does it say anywhere in the pack we were given where exactly to go once we're in the caravan site?"
"How am I supposed to know?" Draco seemed to still be disgusted by the fact that we were in a caravan site.
"Eugh, give it here," I said grabbing the pack from Draco.
I rummaged through until I came across the sheet I was looking for.
"Ah here we go. It says lot number 310. But it doesn't say where that is," I looked up and noticed a small hut near the entrance of the site, "Draco wait here I won't be long," I said getting out of the car.
"Wait a second where are you-," Draco started but I closed the car door, cutting him off.
I made my way to the small wooden hut and knocked on the door.
The door to the hut opened and my jaw dropped to the floor. The guy in the hut was tall, tanned and muscular with mousy brown hair, high cheekbones and a strong jaw line. But what really drew me in were his eyes. No matter how long I looked I couldn't figure out the colour. One minute they looked blue, the next a light green and the next almost silver.
I realised I was staring when the guy cleared his throat.
"Can I help you?" He asked as I blushed.
"Erm ... I was wondering where lot 310 is. I don't have a map," I spoke quietly, still taken back by his beauty.
"Could I ask your name please?" He said softly.
"Hermione Granger," I answered.
"Wait here a second," the guy said as he went back into his hut. He turned back to me a minute later with a map and a pen.
"Here's your lot," he said as he drew a ring around a caravan, "and here's where we are now," he said as he drew a star on the map, "You need to go along this road and then the lot you want is on the left," he smiled at me.
"Oh, that's quite simple. I feel like I've wasted you're time. Sorry," I smiled sheepishly.
"No, you've actually given me something to do so I should be thanking you ... Hermione," he said as he leant towards me. I blushed. Again.
He handed me the map and our fingers touched. His fingers lingered a few seconds longer than was necessary and I blushed once again.
"Hermione what's taking so long?" Draco huffed as he walked up behind me.
Draco appearing at my side made the guy straighten up quickly.
"I thought I told you to wait in the car," I turned on Draco.
"I'm surprised you haven't learnt by now that I don't take orders Granger," Malfoy smirked at me.
I turned away from him, frustrated.
"I'm sorry about him. But thank you for the map ..."
"Mason," the guy in the hut finished for me.
"Well it was nice to meet you Mason," I smiled before turning back towards Draco and the car.
"He seemed ... friendly," Malfoy said when we were back in the car. The way he said friendly implied that mason was being slightly more than just friendly.
"And why exactly should that be any of your business?" I glared at him.
"I was simply stating a fact. You go ahead and flirt with whoever you want," Draco smirked.
"Woah, woah, woah. Who said I was flirting? I did nothing of the sort!"
"If you say so."
"Malfoy I swear-,"
"I thought we were calling each other by our first names Hermione," he cut me off.
"Shut it Draco," I emphasised his name. Thankfully he didn't push me further so I turned the key in the ignition and drove us to the caravan.
We arrived at lot number 310 a couple of minutes later. I pulled up on the small drive and I noticed Draco had gone quieter than before.
"Draco?" I asked, curious as to his silence.
"What the hell is this?" Draco said quietly. It gave me the impression that he was about to explode so I tried to stay calm.
"It's a static caravan. And quite a fancy one by the looks of it," I said as I started to get out of the car.
"A static caravan?" Draco asked curiously as he also got out of the car.
"Yes," I said still trying to keep calm, "It's a muggle thing. They use them as holiday homes. Don't judge it until you get inside."
Draco huffed but didn't say anything more as he went to the back of the car and struggled to open the boot. I pushed him aside and pressed the release button, which earned me a glare as he took out his wand and started to levitate his suitcase. When I noticed what he was doing I quickly snatched his wand from his hand.
"What the hell Hermione!" He shouted.
"Draco this is a muggle holiday park! We can't use magic!" I half whispered half shouted.
"Eurgh! Are there any good points about this so called holiday?" Draco groaned as he picked up his suitcase and made his way onto the decking.
I had to bite my tongue as I grabbed my suitcase from the boot and made my way onto the decking.
"Do you have the key?" Malfoy asked when I joined him.
"No, I thought you had it," I answered.
"Why would I have it?"
I opened my mouth to reply but stopped myself quickly and I turned back to the car to retrieve the key.
When I returned Draco took the key from my hand and opened the door. I expected him to be gentlemanly and let me go in first but his bad mood was obviously overruling his upbringing.
"Whatever happened to ladies first," I muttered under my breath but either Draco didn't hear me or he chose to ignore me.
I entered the caravan and noticed it was much nicer than the average caravan. It had a large living area to the left which had a large floor-to-ceiling bay window, a sofa and two chairs, all leather, and a flat screen TV. The living area was joined to the kitchen by a breakfast bar with two stools. The kitchen had a window above the sink which was on the same wall as the front door and a cooker to the right of the sink.
Directly across from the front door was a glass dining table and to the right was a doorway. Draco opened the door and I followed him through into a small passageway. There were another three doors in the passageway, one to the left, one to the right and one straight ahead. The door to the left had a small bathroom with a shower, the one to the right was a small bedroom with two twin beds and the door at the end was another bedroom with a double bed. It was much bigger than the first bedroom and it had a large floor to ceiling window directly across from the door which looked straight out of the back of the caravan and over a small stream. This bedroom also had a small walk in wardrobe.
"Well I know where I'm sleeping," Draco said as he put his suitcase down on the double bed and expanded it back to normal size.
"Draco you really are arrogant," I huffed as I put my suitcase down on one of the twin beds in the smaller bedroom.
I unpacked my clothes and put them into the wardrobe, using magic, before I went through to the living area where I found Draco looking at the TV curiously.
"What are you doing?" I asked as I watched him.
"What the hell is this thing?" He answered my question with a question.
"It's a TV," I explained.
"But it doesn't look like a TV," Draco replied still examining the back screen on the wall.
"That's because it's a flat screen TV. The books in muggle studies only show old fashioned TV's," I pressed the button on top of the TV but nothing happened.
"Was that supposed to do something?" Draco smirked.
"It was meant to turn it on but ... oh I remember now. We have to turn on the water and electricity," I explained as I retrieved the pack we were given from the dining room table.
"It says here that the switches are at the back under the caravan. I won't be a minute," I said as I made my way outside.
I managed to open up the flap and reached under the caravan for the levers. As I reached further under my bum stuck up in the air.
"Nice arse Granger," I could hear the smirk in Malfoy's voice.
I stood up and met his eyes.
"Very original. For that you can turn on the levers. I can't reach them."
"In these clothes? Are you kidding me?" Malfoy looked appalled. I noticed he was wearing designer muggle clothing and I sighed.
"Unless you want to freeze in there tonight I suggest you turn on those levers," I said as I motioned to the caravan and gave him my best glare.
"Fine! But don't be expecting me to do things like this too often," Draco said as he shuffled under the caravan.
"Anytime today Draco," I mumbled as I waited but I don't think he heard me.
"Done," Draco exclaimed after a few minutes. He crawled out and stood in front of me and I couldn't suppress my giggles. He was covered head to toe in mud, leaves and cobwebs.
"What's so funny?" He asked, annoyed.
I pointed to his clothes by way of an explanation and watched as his face turned red with anger.
"Grangerrr!" He shouted, but his scowl quickly turned mischievous and I stopped laughing.
"What?" I asked but he just continued to smirk at me.
"Draco ... ?" This time he leapt towards me and gave me a bear hug. I stood stock still. What the hell was that? But as much as I was concerned about his intentions I found myself enjoying his embrace. Eventually he pulled away and a smirk grew on his face once more.
I still couldn't move due to shock. I felt that my mouth was hanging open and I just looked at him with confusion plastered on my face.
He looked down my body and motioned for me to do the same. I looked down and noticed that I was now also covered in mud, leaves and cobwebs.
"Malfoy! Was there really a need for that?" I stormed off towards the caravan and heard his footsteps following me.
When I reached the kitchen I cast scourgify on myself and Draco.
"Oh come on Hermione you're not still mad are you?" Draco asked smiling slightly.
"Fine, I'll make peace but only because I have to live with you for the next week," I replied as I made my way further into the kitchen. I looked in all of the cupboards and noticed that every single one was empty.
"Draco we have no food so I'm going to go to that shop we passed on the way here," I told him as I made my way to the door.
"Is that the one near that hut?" He asked with a glint of something in his eyes. If I didn't know any better I would've said it was jealousy.
"Yes why?" I asked, now curious.
"I'm coming with you," Draco stated.
"Okay then, but we're walking there," I hoped to deter him from coming with me. I really wanted a break from him even if it was for a little while.
"Eugh, fine. How long will that take?"
"Not long. About five or ten minutes maybe."
"Well there's nothing better to do I suppose," Draco muttered as we left.
Even though Draco was with me the walk was quite peaceful. The sun was starting to get low in the sky and the birds were chirping happily. I felt myself becoming relaxed for the first time in days.
When we passed the hut I noticed Mason still working and I gave him a wave. He started to wave back but stopped suddenly when he noticed Draco. I looked at him and saw he was glaring in the direction of Mason.
"What was that for?" I asked him.
"What was what for?" He asked acting oblivious to the exchange.
"You know what. Why did you glare at Mason?"
"I did no such thing," he smirked and made his strides longer.
"Draco!" He continued to walk in the direction of the shop and I knew I wasn't going to get a straight answer from him. I gave up and caught up to him as he entered the shop.
It was only small inside but it had everything we needed.
"What do you want for dinner?" I asked Draco when we entered the shop.
"That depends. Who's cooking?"
"Well I assumed you don't cook so me."
"In that case I'll have anything. As long as it's edible," he added the last bit more quietly and I shot him a look.
"Then we're having spaghetti Bolognese, whether you like it or not," I smiled sweetly at him which earned me a glare.
We made our way through the shop and I found all of the ingredients I would need plus a few extra things for breakfast in the morning.
We paid for our items and were heading back outside when Draco stopped me.
"Is that a pub?" Draco asked me, pointing to a building beside the shop.
"Yes why?"
"Just curious," he said before striding off in the direction of our caravan. I shook my head at him as I hurried to keep up with his long strides.
"Draco why do you ask?" I asked when I caught up with him.
"Why do you need to know everything?"
"Because ... Just because okay. Now give me an answer," I glared at him.
"Honestly it's not that interesting, I simply thought it looked like a pub but wasn't entirely sure as it is a muggle pub and muggle things are never what you expect," he explained calmly.
I wasn't entirely convinced that was the truth but I was certain I wouldn't get a better answer so I tried to calm down by observing the wildlife.
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"Do you want dinner now?" I asked Draco when we entered the caravan.
"Sure," he said as he followed me in.
"I'll start it now then. Why don't you just watch the TV and stay out of my way?"
"Whatever," Draco shrugged as he sat down on the couch.
Five minutes later Draco came back into the kitchen.
"Need some help?" he asked as he came up behind me.
"You don't know how to work the TV do you," I said without turning to look at him.
"Can I not offer to help with dinner without being accused of not knowing how to turn on a TV?"
"Nope," I said as I turned and smiled at him sweetly.
"Look do you want help or not?" Draco looked slightly irritated so I didn't push him further.
"You could chop the onion," I told him as I turned my attention back to the mince which was sizzling in the pan.
Draco didn't say anything but a few minutes later I heard him chopping. I turned to look at him and almost laughed out loud. The sight of Draco Malfoy, in a kitchen, chopping an onion the muggle way was just so peculiar I found it funny. But even funnier were the tears which were streaming down his face. I let out a little giggle.
"What?" Draco said as he turned to face me.
I kept quiet and did my best to hold back my laughter.
"Granger what is so funny?"
"Nothing," I giggled as I turned back to the mince.
"Granger," he said with a threat in his voice.
"I thought you were going to call me Hermione?"
"That's it," he said as he dug his fingers into my sides and started to tickle me.
"Dra ... co ... st ... op ... it!" I managed to let out between my laughter.
"What's the magic word?" Draco smirked.
I tried to glare at him but it didn't really have the desired effect as I continued to let out unattractive guffaws.
"I ... can't ... breathe!" I shouted as I fell to the floor, dragging Draco with me.
The shock of falling stopped his assault on my sides but I was now pinned to the floor underneath him. I groaned.
"Draco get off me," I said annoyed.
"What's the magic word?" He repeated.
I glared at him again but he seemed completely unfazed.
"Draco," I almost growled.
He leant further towards me, if that was even possible, and whispered into my ear.
"Not until you say the magic word," he said sounding amused.
His breath tickled my ear and his closeness caused my breath to catch.
He pulled back slightly and looked into my eyes. The smell of his aftershave filled my nostrils and for some reason I wanted him to close the gap between us and touch his lips to mine. However I was quickly brought back to my senses when the smell of burning mince wafted down to me.
"The mince is burning," I said quietly.
Draco quickly got to his feet, allowing me to stand and see to the mince.
"I think I'm going to read or something," Draco said as he left the kitchen.
Okay what the HELL just happened? If I didn't know better I would've said that Draco was having the same thoughts as me and that he was about to kiss me. I shook my head. There was no way in creation Draco liked me. Wait a second, I don't like Draco anyway so why the hell should I care that he doesn't like me? Okay I needed to calm down before I gave myself a headache.
I managed to calm myself down slightly as I finished cooking dinner but soon dinner was done and I had to face Draco again.
"Draco," I called him to the table rather reluctantly.
"Hmm?" He said looking up from his book.
"Dinner," I said with a 'duh' expression.
"Oh," he said as he made his way to the table.
We sat down on opposite sides of the table and kept quiet.
I watched as Draco took a mouthful and his eyes widened slightly.
"What?" I said worried that it was awful. Though why I should be worried about what he thinks I have no idea.
"This is actually quite good," Draco sounded and looked extremely shocked.
"You could look less shocked you know," I smiled, "But thank you."
"Welcome," Draco said as he took another mouthful.
We finished dinner with little talking.
"So ... what do we do now?" Draco asked.
"Well I think Top Gear is on in half an hour but for now we need to wash up the dishes," I smiled at him.
Draco smirked at me as he picked up his wand.
"Draco ..." I warned but it didn't do any good as he gave his wand a flick, causing the plates, knives, forks and dirty pans to fly to the sink where they proceeded to wash themselves.
"Draco stop it! What if someone sees?" I motioned to the floor-to-ceiling bay window at the front of the caravan.
"You're good at the obliviate charm aren't you?" Draco shrugged.
I shot him a glare but didn't stop him. Honestly I couldn't be bothered to wash the dishes myself.
"So what do we do now?" Draco asked.
"Erm ... we could watch the TV," I offered.
"Is there anything to do here other than watch the TV?"
"Erm ... we could go for a walk by the river?"
"Let's watch TV," Draco said as he stood and moved to the living room. I laughed quietly at his reaction.
Draco took a seat at one end of the sofa and I sat at the other end. I turned on the TV and put on the news.
"Do we have to watch this?" Draco moaned.
"Yes, it's good to know what's going on in the world. Even if it is the muggle world," I told him.
"Whatever," Draco huffed, "I'm going to get a drink."
I watched him walk into the kitchen and rummage through the cupboards for a glass. Eventually he found one, got himself a drink then came back to sit next to me. However this time he was much closer. In fact we were almost toughing and I felt my heart rate and breathing rate increase with the anticipation that we might touch. When I realised what I was thinking I mentally slapped myself for the second time that day.
After a while Top Gear came on and even though Draco had little to no idea what they were talking about I saw the corners of his mouth turn up slightly as he watched Jeremy Clarkson and Richard Hammond constantly crash into an infuriated James May.
By the end of the programme we were both laughing like crazy at the presenters' antics and without realising it we had moved closer together so that there was no space between us.
When we finished laughing I turned my head to look at Draco.
"So ...?" I said.
"So ... what?" Draco looked baffled.
"So ... what did you think?" I asked calmly.
"Of what?" Draco asked as he eyed me curiously.
"Of the show," I said quickly, "What else would I be talking about?" I added.
"Nothing," Draco quickly replied, "And it actually wasn't bad for a muggle show."
I smiled and looked straight into his eyes. I wished he would give me straight answers instead of these lies.
"What?" Draco asked quietly.
I almost confronted him about the lies but stopped myself. I didn't want to argue even more.
"Nothing," I answered quietly.
Draco continued to look into my eyes and I felt my heart rate increase again and I realised too late that I was starting to lean towards him.
To my surprise Draco didn't pull back or stop me but started to lean towards me too.
Just before our lips touched I pulled back. Why did I keep getting myself into these situations? I stood quickly.
"I'm going to bed, it's been a long day," I gushed as I hurried off to bed leaving a confused Draco to stare after me from the sofa.
Well I hope you liked it : )
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