Draco threw himself onto his bed, burying his sweaty face into his pillow. It's not like Granger was going to lie, he really did feel sick. Probably sick from being with her for too long.
Why did she offer to lie anyway? Not like there was anything in it for her. Not like she cares anyway. No one does.
His mind instantly swayed into a mental image of his parents, which resulted in a powerful wave of resentment for them both.
He exhaled deeply and vigorously shovelled his way though his blankets, knowing he was in desperate need to unwind his stress.
Knowing there is still an hour each day with Granger, miffed him to know his stress and sulky dreams would be majorly prolonged.
/
"Hermione are you still angry at me about yesterday?" whimpered Ron, whist dipping his quill into a small bowl of ink.
"What are you talking about?"
"You know... at dinner, storming out and all"
"I didn't storm out; I simply walked briskly. There is a difference Ron."
"Well, I guess you're not angry then?"
"Why would I be?"
"Oh, okay good."
Ron tentatively slid his hand closer to Hermione's, causing their pinkies to rub together. Hermione does enjoy his little shy gestures of romance. It confirms that he still has feelings for her, and that he hasn't traded her in for Lavender who seems to be lurking around him, which is utterly pathetic. Even though they're not dating, she doesn't want Lavender anywhere near him.
A speck of tousled white hair caught her attention and thousands of thoughts scatted into her mind.
Why does he still look as tired as yesterday?
Why does he go to class looking so messy?
What's bothering him so much?
"Do you know what's wrong with Draco?" Hermione whispered.
"If you ask me I think he just didn't get something he wanted, being spoiled and all. But who bloody cares anyway, I mean its Malfoy." Ron muttered back.
Hermione knew he was right, she shouldn't care, but she still did anyway. She didn't know why she cared, by all the things his done to her in the past, why should she?
She either cared or was just curious; she later acknowledged it was probably both.
"I forgot to ask, how was detention with Malfoy? I know it mustn't be pleasant, but if his giving you a hard time-"
"No it's alright Ron, I manage." Murmured Hermione. "It's not that bad."
"That's hard to believe knowing Malfoy, but if you say so."
/
"Screw this crap" Draco sniggered to himself, swaggering inside the haunted room.
There she was, sitting quietly to herself, minding her own business, but that won't last for long, pity.
"Draco" her eyes were drenched with worry.
Draco ignored her and flopped down at one of the wooden desks. He wasn't up for small talk, or any other communication with Granger.
"Are you feeling any better?" Hermione hesitated, knowing he wouldn't take her questions well.
"Do I look better Granger? And I thought you were supposed to be smart."
"I'll take that as a complement." Hermione quipped, with a humourless chuckle.
Draco disregarded her, he wasn't assumed.
"I take it Professor Slughorn isn't coming in today?" Hermione prolonged.
"Slughorn isn't coming, and never will. He says that just being together like this is punishment enough, which is true, obviously. "
"So-"
"Oi Granger, just 'coz were stuck in here together with nothing to do doesn't mean we have to talk okay?"
Hermione's mouth was agape, but she had to admit, with all the questions she was basically asking for it.
"Malfoy, what's wrong with you? What's bothering you so much that it looks like you have just got out of a fight with the Whomping Willow?" Her curiosity got the best of her, she needed to know.
"It's none of your flipping business Granger!"
"It is my business when I have to deal with your sullen personality everyday!"
"Then stop taking to me and you won't have too!"
"Stop bickering with me!"
"I will if you shut up!"
Draco shrugged his face into his palms; her yapping made him feel uneasy.
"Draco, I just want to help you. You obviously have some problems and for some unclear, grotesque reason, I want to help you." Drawled Hermione.
"Well I'm not telling you anything!" Barked Draco, burying his face further into his hands.
"Look, if you tell me what's bothering you, I'll be quiet for the rest of the day. Deal?"Hermione implored, hopeful that he'll say yes.
Draco craned his head up to take a glimpse at Hermione, deeply processing her offer.
"I-I just can't. If I tell you you'll be in my head, and well... "Draco hesitated, he searched his mind for a legitimate excuse, but he couldn't think of one.
Granger sat there stiffly, her eyes rimmed for a proper answer.
"Fine! Bloody hell Granger this better be worth it."
A genuine smile tugged on the sides of Hermione's lips, she was glad to know she could easy persuade him.
Sorry this chapter is short it was just an annoying chapter to write and I just wanted to get it out, haha hope it's alright though!
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-Mish
