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Chapter 10
Hermione was pacing, waiting for her patrol partner, Draco Malfoy to arrive. He was late, and as the minutes ticked by, she was becoming more annoyed. Tardiness is one of my biggest pet peeves, thought Hermione as she checked her watch one last time.
It was then that Draco rounded the corner, "evening, Granger."
"You're late, Malfoy." Hermione stated, with a scowl on her face.
Draco nodded at the witch, "yeah, sorry about that, I was getting my potion from Snape."
She looked down at the floor and then back up to Draco, "right, let's get started then, shall we?" she asked.
Draco grinned at her, "lets," he said, walking past her as she hurried on behind him to keep up. His veela was more than happy today, not only did he get to spend a lot of time with his pretty mate, but he also got a kiss out of it. As he thought about the kiss, a self-satisfied look made it's way onto the blonds face, and suddenly, Hermione smelt the same scent that she had smelt earlier, this time, however, she knew what it was.
She stopped, abruptly, "Malfoy! Stop it!" she exclaimed.
Draco, not having realised that the witch had stopped, spun around, confused. "Stop what?" he asked.
"Pheromones!" she hissed, and the smell started to disappear. Merlin, thought Hermione.
"Fuck, sorry. I didn't mean to, I was thinking about earlier," he smirked at her, causing heat to rise up on her cheeks.
"W- well..." she stuttered, "just don't bloody think about it then!"
Draco chuckled at her obvious embarrassment, "hard not too, Granger."
Hermione made an undignified noise, and said, "can we please just get on with patrols? I would like to go to bed at a reasonable time tonight, you know," she paused, "I've not been sleeping too well lately."
Draco's face softened, "have you tried a potion?" he asked, becoming concerned about his mates sleeping habits, as well as her eating ones. The veela frowned.
"Yes, and don't start going all protective veela on me, please," she grinned, and began walking to carry on their patrols.
Draco laughed, and followed after her.
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They had nearly finshed their patrol, having caught two fifth year Ravenclaws, a hungry Hufflepuff on his way to the kitchens and a first year Gryffindor travelling to the Slytherin common room on a dare, out of bed, when they heard giggling and a deep voice coming from a nearby empty classroom.
Draco looked at Hermione as wiggled his eyebrows at her, and she swatted his arm. "extra points to be taken if they're doing what I think they're doing." Hermione grumbled, slowly walking over to the door.
"Don't be so hard on them, Granger. After all, it would be a little bit hypocritcal of you, don't you think?" he smirked.
"Shut up," she muttered at him, deciding to just ignore his teasing. She put her hand on the door knob, and pulled it open. However, instead of the telling off she had planned to do, her heart dropped and her mouth fell open.
The couple in question turned to the door in surprise when it was pulled open, and the boy pushed the girl off of him.
"Ron?" Hermione whispered, looking in between him and Pansy Parkinson in blatant shock and hurt.
Draco's veela could sense the hurt radiating off of his mate, but didn't know what to do. He had caused this. He was conflicted, he was happy that Weasley was out of the way, but not if it resulted in Granger being hurt.
"Mione, I," Ron started, but stopped when the hurt look on his friend's face turned into cold indifference, and she began to talk, "20 points from Gryffindor, and 20 points from Slytherin. Get back to your common rooms, both of you."
As Pansy passed Draco, she stopped, gave him a wink, and whispered in his ear, "why don't you comfort her? I'm sure she'll be open to the idea of revenge on Weasley," and then carried on walking. She bloody set this up, he thought, both thankful and annoyed. It allowed Granger to see that Weasley was a piece of shit, but it also upset her. Weasley gave him a glare as he walked by, and Draco glowered at him in return.
When they were gone, Hermione didn't move. "Granger?" Draco said, moving closer to her, and resting a hand upon her shoulder.
"I'm fine," she muttered, "just disappointed, is all."
Part of Draco found it hard to comfort her when she was upset over another guy, but the Slytherin side of him decided that it was a great opportunity for he and his veela to get closer to her. "Hey," he said, "come with me."
She looked at him and furrowed her eyebrows, "where?"
He smiled and grabbed her hand, "you'll see."
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"The Room of Requirement?" she asked, as they walked through the doors.
The room had obviously changed to what Draco had required, which was whatever was going to make his mate feel better, so when they walked in, what tey saw was a smalll, homely library, with a lit fireplace and a comfy looking couch.
Hermione grinned at him, and his heart fluttered. "It's lovely!" she said, walking quickly over to one of the shelves. Draco walked over to the couch and sat down, and yes, he thought, this couch is as comfortable as it looked, and watched the pretty witch flutter about the library fussing over all of the books as he took his robes and tie off.
Hermione was in heaven, there were so many books! She picked one that seemed interesting, and turned to walk to the couch, she walked a little more hesitantly when she saw that Draco was watching her, but walked over and sat down next to him anyway.
"want to read to me?" she grinned, passing him the book.
He rose his eyebrows, but took the book anyway and began reading. Hermione saw that Draco had taken his robes and tie off, and thought it was a good idea, they weren't the most comfortable things, and did the same. After about 10 minutes of him reading to her, she lent her head on his shoulder, and curled her legs up onto the couch, and Draco smiled as he read. It didn't take long, and he felt her breathing even out, so he looked down at her and found her sound asleep. He put the book down, conjured a blanket to cover them both, and re-arranged their position so they could both lie down comfortably.
Draco sighed in content, finally, he thought, I am going to get a full nights sleep.
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Hermione woke up first the next morning, and gasped when she realised where she was, and who she was with, she shot up. "Malfoy!" she said, shaking him awake.
He grumbled, and tried pulling her back down with him, but she jumped off the sofa. "We fell asleep!" she checked the clock, and saw it was only 6:54am, and sighed in relief.
Draco sat up and rubbed his eyes, "best nights sleep in months," he smiled.
Hermione went to agree with him, but stopped herself, and instead said, "we better get back to our common rooms before people realise we're gone! I need to get showered, oh Merlin." she realised she didn't have her tie on, and her eyes scanned the floor looking for it. She saw it lying on the floor, picked it up, and put it on.
Draco chucked at how flustered she was, "go on then, Granger. You don't need to wait for me."
She nodded, and headed out of the door. Draco watched her figure as she hurried out, and smiled.
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Hermione expected the common room to be empty when she walked through, but instead, Ron Weasley shot up from where he was sat on the couch.
"where the bloody hell have you been?" he exclaimed, "I waited all night, I wanted to explain!"
Hermione blanched, not knowing what to say. Ron took in her rumpled appearance, the messy hair, and crumpled clothing and narrowed his eyes, "who have you been with?" he asked again, his voice tinted with a jealous tone.
Bloody hell, thought Hermione, trying to come up with an excuse, and she had thought of the perfect one, she had gone to the Room of Requirement, alone, to think, and had fallen asleep. it was close enough to the truth! However, just as she was about to tell Ron this, he spoke instead.
"and why the bloody hell have you got a slytheirn tie on?" he hissed.
Oh, shit, thought Hermione, her hand coming up to touch the tie she had quickly thrown on.
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I do not in any way think that Ron is 'a piece of shit.' I love his character, but Draco is obviously going to have some problems with him at the moment. I would also like to put it out there that this story won't be Ron-Bashing. It's literally just this chaper, and perhaps the next that he acts a bit hot-headed and rash, as his character does in the HP series. That is all. :)
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