Title: That Old Feeling
Author: Mirabiledictu21
Disclaimer: J.K.Rowling owns all that is Harry Potter.
Rating: K+
Genre: Romance/Drama
Pairing: Hermione and Draco
Time Written: Shortly after release of Half Blood Prince
Summary: She realized too late just how much she truly loves him.
Reminder: A/N: I know this is getting old, but anyway… This story is supposed to be a long one-shot but since I finished this a year ago (I was so busy that I was not able to stay long enough in front of the computer to post anything) I have to check everything again and decided to post it in chapters… so, early apologies if it's anticlimactic or if there's no element of surprise. I'll do my best to cut them in a way that it will be.
Chapter 7 – You're My Problem
"You know what?" Ginny suddenly wondered. She and Hermione were sitting on Hermione's bed. It was the day before the start of their summer holidays. "There was something weird when we escaped from the squad"
"What about it?"
"Well, we wouldn't be able to get away if it weren't for the huge slytherin holding me suddenly tripping. Neither Ron, Neville or Luna did something. They don't have their wands. Neither did I. The squad took it when they brought us in Umbridge's office. I don't think it was an accident." She said thoughtfully lying down on Hermione's bed. "It was probably nothing. Just luck."
"Ginny?"
"Yeah?"
"I have to go somewhere alright? I'll see you at the Great Hall at lunch. Leave whenever you like" Hermione didn't wait for her to answer. She sprinted out of the Gryffindor common rooms in search of Draco.
She found him in the quidditch pitch.
"Hey" she said to him. He turned around to look at her.
"Hey" he greeted back.
Hermione looked around before settling beside him. "Thanks"
"For what?"
"Doing something to help my friends escape"
"I didn't help anyone escape"
"You did. Ginny told me that the girl holding her mysteriously tripped. Sorry too"
"I told you I didn't help anyone. And sorry for what?"
"For Ginny's Bat Bogey Hex"
"Oh that"
"So you did help?"
"What's the point in denying? Even if I do, you won't believe anyway" he sighed then looked at her. He raised an eyebrow. "Is that what you came out here for?"
"Yeah"
"Will that be all?" he asked impatiently. "We don't want anyone to see us together"
"We?"
"Well…"
"Are you asking me to leave?"
"Yes"
"Why are you suddenly being petulant? I didn't do anything did I?"
"No"
"Then why are you like this? I thought we were getting along fine"
"We were"
"What do you mean we were?"
"Not anymore"
"What do you mean not anymore?"
"Just not anymore okay? Don't push it" he said standing up. She pulled him back down to sit next to her.
"What is wrong? You can tell me. I can help you"
"You can't help me"
"Yes I can, if you'll just let me"
"You can't. Take my word for it"
"I can. And I will, no matter what"
"You can't Hermione okay?"
"I can't? Why the hell can't I!"
"You can't because…."
"I can't because what?" she demanded.
"Because you are my problem, dammit"
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