Training
Hermione sat in her bedroom on the floor. She was curled up in a little ball and her outstretched arms were hugging her knees. Tears were streaming down her soft face. Her eyes were red and puffy. She was rocking back and forth while sobbing strongly.
Draco entered her bedroom. As soon as he saw Hermione, he stopped dead in his tracks. After the small moment of shock, he rushed over to her side.
She seemed oblivious to the fact that he was even there. She just continued crying.
Draco threw his arms around her, holding her tight and whispering consoling words into her ear. Damn, she looks beautiful even when she's crying.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" he asked softly and soothingly, stroking her hair with his left hand and wrapping his other arm around her.
Hermione sobbed but managed to spit out, "V-Voldemort was s-sighted," but before she could finish, she started crying louder and harder than before. "Harry!" she sobbed.
"What about Harry?" Draco asked, trying to sound soothing by saying Potter's first name. He let it slide that he still kind of despised The-Boy-Who-Would-Not-Die.
"H-he has to f-fight Voldemort!" Hermione cried. "He's s-strong and all, b-but I'm not r-ready for him to f-fight! W-what if he g-gets hurt? I'd die if H-Harry got h-hurt!"
Draco hugged her tighter.
"I j-just love H-Harry so much! He's like the brother I never had!" Hermione continued. She was so sad right now, and it was killing Draco. "What can I do?" Draco asked her.
Hermione looked up. "W-what?"
"I said, what can I do to help?"
"Oh, Draco, I don't think there is anything anyone can do!"
"We'll help him, and I'm sure your Grandfather won't let Harry fight without him being ready."
Hermione looked into his silver eyes with her sad hazel ones. She leaned up, whispered an engaging "thank you so much" into his ear, and kissed him on the lips. It was short but sweet.
Harry Potter was out on the Quidditch pitch flying around angrily. So Voldemort was sighted, he thought grimly. And now he had to fight the bloody git.
So hence, he was flying around the pitch, releasing all his anger with the lovely flying sensation. Ron was out there as well, flying on the opposite end.
Suddenly a silhouette of a girl was running toward them. The outline became clearer as she ran closer and the unmistakable blonde-haired Slytherin followed her.
Harry and Ron both flew toward Hermione and Draco.
"What's he doing here?" Ron demanded with his wand out in Draco's direction. Seeing Hermione's tear-stained face, however, he put his wand down and turned to her.
"What's wrong, Hermione?" Harry asked. Both he and Ron enveloped her into a sandwich-like hug, with Hermione in the middle.
"I don't want you to get hurt when you fight," Hermione replied, controlling her sobs.
"Oh, Hermione, don't you dare worry about that!" Harry said.
Draco felt uncomfortable in this emotional moment.
"But Harry, I'd die if you were hurt!" Hermione insisted.
"Oh, Hermione, don't worry! I love you too much to hurt you like that!" Harry said. "Don't spare another thought on it, Hermione. It'd kill me to see you hurt!"
"Harry you're my best friend and brother of course I'm worried!"
"Hermione how could I possibly get hurt, when I've got the Charmed one on my side!"
. Later.
At 9 PM four Slytherin's and two Gryffindor's made their way to their fist official meeting as members of the order of the phoenix, unfortunately they had to ditch Ginny in very rude manor each mumbling something about prefect duties.
As they opened the door they noticed it wasn't as full as it had been last time today only, Dumbledore, Penny, Prue, Snape, Sirius, Charlie, Hestia and Bill.
"Aha, there they are!" Dumbledore said as the six students walked in. "Now we'll start off one by one just to see what you can do!"
"You will be put in pairs." McGonagall brought out the goblet of fire. "Your names have been put in and the cup will decide who is best qualified to teach you. The cup turned a deep shade of blue and two long pieces of parchment flew into Dumbledore's hands, he yelled out the names,
"Harry Potter and Sirius Black! - Draco Malfoy and Severus Snape! - Pansy Parkinson with Hestia Jones! - Ronald Weasley with Bill Weasley! - Blaise Zabini and Charlie Weasley! - Finally Harmony Halliwell and Prudence Halliwell! You may begin your training!"
It was remarkable how many spells, curses, hexes, charms etc. they could learn in just one two hours. They had done the Patronus, Aguamenti Charm, The Banishing Charm, and much more. So they decided to take a break for the next hour, all but one.
The five students watched intently as Prue showed Hermione how to produce the Patronus charm from her right hand, which wasn't going so well, nothing but silver fog left her hand.
"This- isn't- working!" Mia said not noticing how frustrated she sounded.
"You're getting closer, just concentrate on a happy memory." Prue told her sounding equally frustrated.
"Try the Waddiwasi charm!"
"The what charm?" Ron asked Blaise who asked Pansy who asked Harry who said, to launch small objects through the air. Used once Lupin by to expel a wad of chewing gum from the keyhole that Peeves had put it in, launching it up Peeves' nose.
The four looked up at Hermione expectantly to see if she could do it. Mione had her eyes closed and her right arm outstretched in front of a green pillow,
"Waddiwasi!" as soon as Hermione said this the pillow lifted up from the table and promptly smashed Ron on the head (repeatedly.) Mia opened her eye sill connected to the pillow and navigated it around the room.
"Perfect!" Albus, Snape, Penny and Prue shouted at the same time.
The teachers dismissed them, after reminding them there would be no meeting on Friday seeing as how it was the day of the Christmas dance.
Pansy, Blaise, Harry, Ron made their way to the Gryffindor tower to talk about the nights events, when Mia and Draco made a sharp left.
"Where you going?" Ron asked rather moodily.
"Head dorms, we're going to bed." Draco told them. After seeing their shocked faces he turned a brilliant shad of red.
"Nothing like that!"
They both said their goodnights and carried on walking to their dorms.
"Hey, Mia?"
"Yeah?"
Smirking. He pushed her against a wall and placed his hands on either sides of her head. She raised an eyebrow at him. He inched towards her lips slowly. Taking control, she pulled his face to hers and kissed him, immediately slipping her tongue into his mouth. He regained the control and moved her hands to his neck and put his hands on her waist, slightly rubbing her hips. She shivered against his touch, causing him to deepen the kiss. It was fierce and they finally 'came up for air.' She smiled at him, and he kissed her on the nose. She stifled a giggle. She hadn't felt like this...well...ever.
