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CHAPTER 12: NOT SO COMPLICATED

Draco sat on the grass near the black lake, his long legs flexed and his deep stare fixed on the water –How could I've been so stupid- he thought.

He cursed a million times his bad luck and finally realized everything. He finally understood why Jason acted so weird when he was around. He wasn't blind… he did notice the tension when he was present but he just assumed it was because he was afraid of him. A bitter smile appeared on his face.

But… it was hard to get to that conclusion when the newbie started to refute everything he said and strongly contradict him with precise and polished words.

-Ok… I was blind…- he admitted -Jason was obviously Granger-

He sighed exhausted. If only he had noticed earlier.

It was the first time Malfoy cared so much to explain himself, to be listened, to be understood… to be forgiven.

He couldn't understand anything… He knew he did wrong… but could she really blame him? After all… he didn't know anything. It was her… who deceived everyone –And for what?- he wondered and started walking not really caring where to.

He remembered Granger's empty seat in the Great Hall and then changed his sight to the Gryffindor table. Potter and Weasley were laughing as usual –Morons...- that meant the redhead didn't tell anything to them.

-But… Why did Granger do something so… so stupid? What did she gain in all of this?- He wasn't sure…


-Herms… Are you ok?- asked a worried Ginny when she saw her friend waking up. The brunette sat up and noticed the tired look on her friend's face.

She knew for sure that she had been with her all day –Ginny… How did you get to stay here with me? I'm sure Madam Pomfrey wouldn't let you- she asked, after all she was still a boy –Don't tell me you didn't go to your classes!- she exclaimed completely alarmed.

The little Weasley rolled her eyes… -I couldn't leave you alone Hermione… so… I took Harry's cloak, and don't worry, he didn't see me-

Her face suddenly got all serious – But Hermione… What are you going to do now? Everything's got so complicated… Malfoy already knows, I had to tell him everything- her voice cracked and laid her head on the side of the bed.

-I don't know yet Gin… We just have to wait… and hope he keeps his mouth shut- she answered and softly patted her head.

She wasn't going to deny it, she had felt something weird… when she found her picture on Malfoy's book. She knew it wasn't a bad feeling… just… surprise and curiosity… maybe something else but wasn't entirely sure.

But that didn't matter anymore, that feeling vanished the minute Malfoy's strong fist touched her face.

Hermione tried so hard to understand him, help him… she trusted Theo's words about Draco, but he was wrong.

-I'm done with that stupid twat- she whispered once Ginny left. Her back was killing her, so she demanded her to go to Gryffindor tower to rest.

-Mister Sammuels… I'll give you this creme and you'll have to rub it on the wound before you go to bed and that horrible bruise will disappear in two days. Hermione sighed -As if I didn't get enough attention-

-You may leave now- she heard the nurse say rather rudely -I don't get what's all the fuss about… these boys are fighting all the time and they don't pass out at a mere punch.-

Hermione snorted -And what the hell did she know! It really hurt!- she wanted to yell at Madame Pomfrey, her comment was so out of place.

-Thank you- the brunette nodded and left the infirmary really pissed, what a way to miss all her classes…

She knew Theo was waiting for her; he visited her earlier but was so angry with Malfoy that she had to send him back to their room.

Hermione kept walking through the corridors; she just wanted to rest but didn't want to face the slytherins and answer all the questions she knew they had. She just needed to be alone.

The ex gryffindor stopped and looked the garden outside… a figure sat lonely on a bench. She looked at the boy and something cringed inside her chest, she instinctively covered her cheek and grimaced with the gentle touch.

She took a few steps back until her back touched the cold wall, but she didn't run… she stood still, watching him.

The blond in front of her kept moving his right leg and loosening his tie until he finally got tired of it and took it off. He was mumbling something but she couldn't hear him.

For some reason… she didn't like that image on him.

-No…- she shook her head and turned away to avoid looking at him. He ruined the opportunity she gave him ... and she wasn't going to give him another one.

She wanted to leave, to walk away from him and never see him again but her feet wouldn't obey; it was as if she was waiting for something to happen…

She sighed audibly and raised her head again; she couldn't let him see her yet and started walking. –I just want to sleep… I just want to…- she stood still, closed her eyes and wished she was in the infirmary again. She heard him call her last name. –Crap-

Why did she send Theo away? She didn't have time to think; she opened her eyes fast, took a deep breath and shot out of there.

She ran and ran as fast as her legs would let her, not looking back, not daring to stop.

Not when his footsteps echoed behind her – Where are the prefects when you need them?- she thought.

-Come on Granger!- he yelled –I just want to talk!- he wanted to clear up everything. Hermione tried her best to get rid of his strong hold when he caught up with her but his hand was firmly attached to her arm.

-Stop it!- he yelled trying to keep her calm –Stop it! Stop it!- he insisted. Hermione finally listened to him breathing heavily –No even with this body can I win?- she thought frustrated.

Malfoy's strong chest was going up and down. Hermione wanted to deny it, but he was really handsome, some locks of his blond hair covered his eyes and his scent… made her shiver.

Was she afraid of him? No… that wasn't it.

He did hit her… but she also knew she couldn't blame him that much, after all… he didn't knew anything. But… this was the perfect opportunity to make him pay… to make him stay away from her… with guilt.

Was that the reason? Or because she wanted to ignore her feelings when she found her picture on his book? She looked up and stared at him.

His eyes… were intense… she could feel them penetrating her soul; it was as if he was trying to tell her something.

-What I did…- she heard him say –I know I shouldn´t…- he cleared his voice –Well, I didn't…-

-Damn it! You are Malfoy! Just say it and stop making yourself look like a fool- he scolded himself

Hermione was upset but his stuttering made her smile a little, she shook her head trying to clear her mind.

–Malfoy- she said trying to look as serious as she could – I just need to tell you one thing- she knew she was suppose to demand that but was kind of nervous too.

-Don't say anything about… my situation, to anyone- she said and tried again to free herself from his hold.

-I'm not going to run- she added when he wasn't loosening his hand.

The slytherin finally let her go. She wanted to run… but decided no to, it would hurt her pride. That would make her a coward and a Gryffindor wouldn't be able to live with that pathetic image.

-It's… weird- Malfoy said and she looked at him with a raised eyebrow –To talk to you… knowing it's you… in that body- he looked at her up and down.

Hermione smiled but quickly covered it again, that didn't mean she forgave him.

-How long… will you be like that?- he asked looking away.

-I don't know… it was because I took the wrong potion and I just transformed into this- she wasn't ready to tell the truth.

-No…- Hermione looked at him with questioning eyes –I mean…- he coughed and pointed her cheek, pretending not to care so much.

Hermione immediately touch her bruise rather strongly and winced in pain. –Damn it Malfoy!- she scream and covered her face with both hands –Look what you made me do!-

Malfoy opened his eyes surprised…

In front of him… there was just a boy…

Athletic –Not as much as him.- Tall –not as much as him.- Attractive –obviously not as much as him.

But that boy's behavior was definitely Granger's.

The blond took a few steps closer and noticed that Hermione tried her best not to move ... not to look weak in front of her enemy. He smirked and took the bag in her hands.

He took the vial and raised his head to look into her brown eyes, she looked away trying to avoid his stare. Until she saw him raising his hand and closed her eyes in fear.

-Is he insane? – she thought trying to reach her wand but froze when she felt his soft hand on her cheek.

She opened her eyes again and looked at him from the corner of her eyes. Malfoy was carefully applying thin layers of cream on her wound.

He had a deep frown on his face and gently bit his lower lip. The Gryffindor had never seen him like that. Ever…

When he noticed that she was looking at him completely shocked, he took his hand away and held her gaze.

He sighed and handed her the vial, she nodded and took it from him.

Keeping it close to her chest.

Draco was so confused ... it was so difficult to act when instead of a girl… he was seeing a boy.

All he knew ... was that he was so close that it didn't matter if she cursed him after that, so he just hugged her.

Hermione was more tham shocked, Malfoy rested his head on her shoulder and held her tightly. He could feel her body trembling under his, he smirked again.

Granger's arms rose a little but didn't dare to touch him. He wanted to laugh but knew he couldn't do that.

He knew he wasn't forgiven yet… but at least, expected everything to be a little easier…

No ... just less complicated.


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