A/N: Thanks to all of my reviewers! You're almost completely why I keep going, but you people are the reason why I keep updating as much as I do (or try to). Please excuse the language that may provoke you! Sorry if it does! And I'm also sorry if my usage of the word 'God' provokes you. I only use it to show how frustrated the characters are. I'm sorry again if you don't like it!
"Oh, don't be a
sour puss. Okay...aaaand START! So, like, do you like, have a crush
on, like that one girl? -giggles- Like, what's her name again?
Oh, my, GOSH! I can't believe I forgot her name! -giggles- How
silly of me! Well, do you like, like her like her? Or do you like
that one other girl? As in like, like like, not just like, but like
like!" Hermione began, acting so girly, she despised herself.
Sigh, what did I get myself into? Now I have to act like an idiot. A female idiot. Draco asked himself. Slowly, he composed himself and started playing the game.
"Oh, you mean that girl with the hair? Or the girl with the shirt? Oh my gosh, you totally mean the girl with the hair don't you? -girly scoff- No way. I so didn't like her since like yesterday. Gosh, I mean, who has that hair with those eyes? Can you say, ew? I mean, I so totally did like her, like, like like her, but then she had to get her eye color changed at that one salon. Gosh, I didn't like like her since forever after that. You know what I mean, Hun?" he said, putting on a hideous high-pitched voice that was worse than nails on a chalkboard.
An hour later, both the "noble one" and the "sly one" had gotten tired of the activity, and decided to go to sleep. Both had decided to sleep on beds that were on opposite ends of the room, and that was the one decision they were both content with.
...Until all beds but one small, twin-sized, white-sheeted bed had disappeared. And to make it worse, the room shrunk until it was a twenty by twenty foot room.
"CRAP!" Hermione and Draco shouted in unison.
"Urg, I guess we have no choice now...You want to sleep on the floor?" asked Draco, even though it sounded more like an order than anything.
"Heck no...I'm the girl. Ladies first, so let me go first." Hermione argued.
"Granger, you just said ladies first, so, why do you get to go first?" Draco mocked.
"Ooohh, right, right. I forgot. Did you want to sleep on the bed, Miss Malfoy?" Hermione countered.
"Shut up, Granger!" Draco told her.
"Well, I'm sorry, but it's hard to tell if you're a guy, a girl, or a half and half...you're getting a little out of shape Draco. I have to say though, your man-boobs are coming out quite nicely." Hermione teased.
"Piss off..." was all Draco said before he sauntered all the way to the furthest corner of the, now, tiny room, and sat down in the shadows that engulfed his actually nicely chiseled body.
Oops...I think I struck a sore nerve. Hermione told herself. Should I go and say sorry? She considered. Hermione thought for a while and came to her conclusion. Nah.
...But she didn't get into the bed. Instead, she walked over to where Draco was, put a few feet between them, laid down, and fell asleep. Her last thoughts were, My heart isn't pure gold, but it's not completely charcoal either...right?
Draco sulked for another good ten minutes in a squatting position until looking over at Hermione's peaceful sleeping form. Eh, she could have potential cute-ness if she didn't have so much attitude. He critiqued.
Draco got up from his sore bottom and walked around Hermione, careful not to wake her, and scared of the possibility of hell breaking out if he did. Once he was on the other side of the room, he yawned and stretched out his stiff. His body ached for a soft bed, but he was stuck with what he had in the smaller version of the hospital wing. Well, a somewhat soft bed is better than no bed at all...I guess... Draco reasoned. So he decided he was okay with having a bad bed over no bed at all. And yet, he didn't sleep on the bed.
She gave up the bed...Not necessarily for me, but she gave it up nonetheless...It's not really...fair, I suppose, to take the bed...Draco told himself. But fair? That's not a word that goes through the Malfoy family dictionary. That word doesn't exist. We have what we want, and the rare things we don't have, we take. It's a fairly simple rule to follow. He continued. So what do I do? I want the bed, but...
"But what? It's not fair for her. If she gave it up, so should you! Be a gentleman!" Draco's conscience scolded.
-groan- God I thought you left for good...
"Hm. And yet I'm still here. Big whoop. Now don't be a greedy butt and just sleep on the floor this once!" the mini Draco ordered.
Fine! But if I have back problems, I'm suing! And so, Draco laid on the floor, and quickly fell asleep.
A COUPLE HOURS LATER...-
Hermione woke up and looked at the bed. She saw no one, but she thought her eyes were only playing tricks on her.
...But she never had eye problems. So she got up, took six steps, and looked at the bed again. Still no one... Smacking her lips in tiredness and rubbing her rigid back, Hermione slowly made her way over to the bed. I might as well sleep on it. Draco's not on the bed, and doesn't seem to be here at all...so I guess I'll just...take it! Hermione thought happily, while still half asleep.
Walking closer and closer, Hermione was finally within three feet of the bed.
One step...One more...Another...Almost there...OH MY...WHAT IS THAT?
Hermione felt something under her foot. It was bumpy and yet smooth. She smothered her foot over it and tried to figure out what it was.
...And then she heard a groan.
Hermione looked down.
"OH MY GOD DRACO! I AM SOOOOOO SORRY! ARE YOU OKAY! OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH! OH GOD. I'M SOOOOO SORRY! I DIDN'T SEE YOU THERE AND I THOUGHT YOU LEFT THE ROOM AND SO I THOUGHT MAYBE YOU DIDN'T WANT THE BED AND SO I WALKED TOWARDS IT AND I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE THERE AND I DIDN'T SEE YOU SO I THOUGHT MAYBE YHOU DIDN'T WANT THE BED AND...AND...OH MY GOSH I'M SOOOO SORRY!" Hermione shrieked all in one breath, while trying to nurse Draco, who was shooting imaginary daggers out of his eyes and into her body.
"Just go back to sleep, Granger. Take the bed. I'm sleeping ever there," Draco motioned to an empty spot five feet away, "so don't wake up and walk on my face again. Got it? Good. Okay? Okay. Alright? Alright. Good job. Now sleep." Draco said all at once while rubbing random spots on his face, obviously annoyed but longing for some rest.
Hermione reluctantly stopped trying to "fix" Draco, and they both finally fell into a deep slumber, and Draco's hand still smothering the top of his nose (or the part that received the most damage from the face-stepping Hermione gave him).
Meanwhile, laughter from an unseen place was being held back...
A/N: Sorry it was short, but at least I told you in the last one it would be! Sorry if this was really boring too...I was in a rush, even though I wrote this in advance...xD. I still put my heart into it though! Sort of tried to think lots of things all at once...hahaha. Anyways, thanks to everyone who read and reviewed me! I love all of you!