Written for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments)
House Hufflepuff
Class: Duelling
Tasks: Write about 'killing someone with kindness'.
Word count: 530
Hermione Granger was known for her adventures with Ron Weasley and Harry Potter; together they were the Golden Trio. Hermione was the very driven by equality as evidenced by her creation of S.P.E.W and she was now determined to make sure that the Slytherins who had fought in the war against Voldemort were treated with respect. Ron was working out different strategies they could use to bring the public around while Harry was using his hated fame to talk to the public.
Draco Malfoy was Hermione's personal project. She was determined that he would be able to walk down Diagon Alley without being side-eyed or threatened. At the moment, he wasn't very receptive of her efforts; tending to spend most of his time in Malfoy Manor away from the world, but she had high hopes that she would be able to bring him out of his seclusion.
She was currently waiting at a little restaurant in said Alley where she had invited Draco to meet her five minutes ago. There was a slight chance that he wouldn't come but there was also the chance that, like all the other times, he came later in the hopes that she would leave before he arrived. The door opened and she smiled at Draco as he walked in and he scowled back.
"Granger."
"Hello, Draco. How nice of you to come out of your manor to spend this time with me."
"Whatever, Granger, let's just get your obligatory weekly community service meeting over with. You Gryffindor's are always so controlled by your emotions."
"I've told you before and I'll tell you again, Draco. I'm doing this because I want to, because you deserve more than what everyone has been giving you."
"Honestly, Granger, I don't care. Just leave me alone."
"No. Now let's enjoy a nice cup of tea and a chat and then we can go to Flourish and Blotts to see if they have any good new books."
Draco sighed but acquiesced and Hermione smiled to herself, one step closer.
Draco collapsed on the chaise in front of his fireplace when he exited the Floo. His time with Hermione Granger every week drained all the energy from him and he needed the whole next week to recover. He wasn't used to positive energy being focused towards him. His life when he had been growing up had been full of lessons on how to behave as a pure blood. There were etiquette lessons and magic lessons but there had been no time for affectionate family times, especially not when the Dark Lord has surfaced again.
It felt like Hermione was trying to kill him slowly as she continued to force him to socialise and leave his safe little corner of the world. He liked living in his manor; he experimented on his potions, read his books and was content with himself. He knew who he was, he was a Slytherin who had defied the Heir of Slytherin and sided with the Boy-Who-Lived.
Hermione Granger might think that what she was doing was what was best for him, but she was instead destroying what little he had left with her acts of 'kindness'.