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Onto the 8th chapter.
In Draco's Room
A few days had passed since the scene by Hermione's door. Hermione and Draco hadn't really spoken to each other at all. There was nothing really to say. Draco was afraid of making her even more uncomfortable.
That didn't stop him from having many questions though. Many questions he feared would never have an answer.
Aside from everything that had been happening between the two of them Draco had been watching daily as Hermione and her 'friends' grew farther apart. Did they even slightly care anymore? He wanted to knock Weasel and Scarface a new one. And one day he sure as hell would. He smirked at that thought wanting to do it now more than ever. They certainly deserved it.
He sighed as his thoughts drifted back to a certain someone. Draco knew that deep down he was starting to care about Hermione Granger. He put his hands over his head and cursed himself. He hadn't expected to start really caring about her. Draco gingerly got up and stared out the window. 'Bloody hell will it ever stop raining?' He asked himself.
End Draco's room scene
Draco was staring silently at the Quidditch pitch when he heard a soft rapping at his door.
He sighed and walked quickly to open it and found Hermione on the other side.
His eyes softened on her and he inwardly smiled at her nervousness.
Hermione was twiddling her fingers "um, w,we have patrol tonight, till eleven." He nodded. "thank you for telling me."
She nodded and mustered a small smile. Than she was hurrying downstairs. Draco watched her go and stared down at his watch: 6:30: It was dinner already.
Draco had a long night ahead of him so he went downstairs to the great hall.
The great hall was busollment of excitement. Hermione walked to her spot by Neville and Luna. Since the previous ignorance's between her and her used to be close friends, Hermione had changed her seating arrangements.
She rather liked the people she could relate to. The people who didn't ask her to do their homework for them. Hermione didn't look over to the new golden trio anymore either for she knew she couldn't bear to see them all together.
Neville looked up to see Hermione taking her seat. "Hello Hermione" he greeted warmly. She smiled at him and acknowledged Luna who smiled at her as well.
Hermione was just about to serve herself some roast when a masculine voice drawled out, "Hello, ." She looked up to find Tristan Lawry staring down at her.
She didn't answer him, her lips were to dry and her heart was racing to fast.
"I've never seen you all the way down at the end of the table, miss." He smiled. "You've always sat by Weasley and Potter." Hermione fidgeted at his steady gaze. She wanted to escape it, it made her uncomfortable.
"Yes, well I sit by Luna and Neville now." He glanced at them and nodded in acknowledgement. "Well, may I sit by you?" Hermione could feel her heart beat faster at his question and suddenly she was at a loss for words. "W, Well I, I don't know."
He looked at her like he had been hurt by her words and she instantly regretted them. 'Come on Hermione, you're in a room full of people, nothing can happen.' She smiled at him softly and patted the seat that was open beside her.
Tristan smiled brightly obviously happy.
Little did they both know that a pair of steely grey eyes had witnessed the whole scene.
Draco's eyes bore into Tristan. He wanted to wring his neck and slap that stupid smile right off his face.
Malfoy watched Hermione's forced smiles at Lawry's jokes. He smirked; 'damn fool' and he continued to watch the scene unfold.
After dinner Hermione said goodbye to Neville and Luna. Tristan however hung around.
'I wish he'd go away' Hermione thought nervously.
Tristan stared at her as she turned away. 'Why is she always so quiet?' he asked himself. He gently laid his hand on her shoulder.
It was a gingerly nice touch but it scared Hermione senseless. She backed away. Tristan furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, 'had he done something wrong?'
Draco watched them and noticed Hermione's eyes light with fear. "Lawry!" he yelled. Tristan spun on him. "Get to your dorm before you get points deducted, now!" He glared at Draco. But, he knew it was a losing battle. And he didn't want the points deducted.
Tristan turned back to Hermione "I'll see you later" he winked and left. His wink left Hermione blushing profusely.
Draco glared at his retreating figure, then turned the glare on Hermione. She stared at the ground. "Let's go" Draco said and they set off to patrol.
It was an uneventful patrol. A very quiet, uneventful patrol, aside from the three confused first years they stumbled upon who had gotten lost.
"Be more aware next time alright" Hermione told them. They all nodded and quickly scurried away.
"Well done Granger" Draco sneered. She looked at him confused. "What?" she asked confusedly. "Were supposed to be firm" Draco answered.
Hermione stopped walking "yes we are to be firm, firm but FAIR Draco, they were only first years" she murmured. Draco didn't argue any further he knew she had a point. His first year he got lost all the time, but he would never let anyone know that.
The patrol was coming to an end and they found no one else until Draco caught sound of hurriedly retreating footsteps. He walked faster, wanting to catch sight of the person. His eyes narrowed at the sixth year Ravenclaw.
Tristan Lawry.
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