Mud

Once again, it was Hermione's turn to organize a date.

Since the weather had just cleared up, she thought it might be nice if they went for a picnic.

Draco showed up at twelve thirty, and they left almost straight away. They made their way to the same field as the one Hermione had chosen for their last date, where they had flown kites.

Draco couldn't help wondering if they going to fly kites again, but then he realised that it wasn't at all windy. It was, in fact, quite the opposite.

Hermione picked a random spot on the field, and draped a blanket on the ground. She laid down on part of it and relaxed.

She opened an eye when she didn't hear Draco lie down next to her.

He was standing there, looking at her.

"What are you looking at?" she asked. "You," he grinned, sitting down next to her, propping himself up on his elbows.

"Why?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "Because I think you're pretty."

"Are you sure you haven't got some ulterior motive? You haven't told me I'm pretty before." Draco was about to say that he had, when he realised he hadn't. He had only complimented her on her outfits before now.

"Well, there's a first for everything, isn't there?" he said eventually.

"Mm, I suppose," Hermione said. Her eyes were closed, and she looked utterly relaxed.

"Hermione?" Draco asked. "Uh-huh?" she replied, still maintaining her relaxed look. "Um... you do know that you've got mud all over your trousers, don't you?" Hermione opened her eyes. "Do I?" Draco nodded. "Might I ask how it got there?" Hermione asked. "I have no idea," Draco smirked.

Draco had put it there, just to see her reaction. Hermione rolled her eyes. Draco was such a five year old sometimes. She voiced her opinion to him, and he grinned. "I may be a five year old in mind, but that doesn't change the fact that you're covered in mud!" Hermione got up, and moved closer to Draco.

"Draco, darling! Won't you come give me a hug?" Draco turned around and started running, with Hermione hot on his heels. Hermione laughed, and ran faster.

When they had run about a hundred metres, Hermione was lagging behind. She changed her tactics. She knew that Draco would have to turn soon, because they were coming to the corner of the field.

She took a short-cut and effectively cut him off. The look on his face was hilarious. He tried to stop, but only succeeded in slowing down before he crashed into Hermione. They both went tumbling across the grass, getting splattered with mud as they did so.

When they stopped rolling, they were both laughing at each other. Draco grabbed her hand and pulled her up, before kissing her. They went back to collect the blanket and then went home to change clothes.

Hermione ended up very satisfied with her date.

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