A/N: A bit of a shorter drabble today.
Word Count: 393
Drabble Eight: Hidden
"Where is it?"
Hermione grinned and pretended to zip her lips. "Not telling."
Draco groaned. "Tell me." he put his hands on her shoulders. "Tell me."
"Nope!" she wiggled out of his grip, releasing his hold on her and scrambled to run in the other direction. She looked behind her as she ran, sticking her tongue out, putting her hands on either side of her head and wiggling them teasingly.
The blonde smirked. "You're not getting away that easily," he began, starting to sprint in the direction that she was in. Hermione had already turned the corner of the Head corridor. Draco had lost her for the moment.
Damnit, he thought. I'm never going to get that back.
Hermione huddled in the fourth floor closet next to the girl's bathroom. In her hands she clutched the precious object that Draco was chasing after. With a wave of her wand she Disillusioned herself as she peeked out the hidden crack in the door. She saw Draco run into her field of view, examining the area with a knowing eye. Hermione shifted a bit as he turned to look at the closet. Something moved from it spot due to her movement, causing it to fall very suddenly. It crashed on to Hermione's foot, and she gasped before she could stop herself. Draco turned to look at the closet.
He immediately strode forward to investigate, opening the closet with a soft Alohomora. Draco poked around when he finally cam in contact with Hermione's cheek.
"Heheh." she said, giggling nervously as he made her visible again. He looked down at her hands.
"So, you do have it."
Hermione scratched the back of her neck. "Yup." she smirked. "You're still not gonna get it back."
The Head Boy lunged forward to grab what was in Hermione's hands- and it was gone. Draco displayed a look of confusion. Where was it?
"Ha-ha!" the Gryffindor taunted, showing Draco that it was only an illusion.
"Damn it, Granger!" he shouted.
She pouted, and said, "You know, since we are boyfriend and girlfriend, I thought we'd be past the last name stage by now, Malfoy."
He sighed.
"Just tell me where it is," he said with an air of defeat.
"Wow." Hermione wondered aloud. "You must really like that stuffed ferret I hid."
