Random one shot for Dramione shippers, not much romance, just the hint that they don't hate each other!
"Pair up please!" Professor Grubbly Plank yelled as they stood outside in Care of Magical Creatures class.
Somehow, Hermione was left standing next to Draco Malfoy. "Damn," she sighed.
"I heard that granger," Malfoy said cockily.
"I meant you to," Hermione rolled her eyes.
As they began work, Draco asked, "Don't lie Granger, would you be sad if a Blast Ended Skrewt ate me? Would you come to my funeral and would you cry? Answer truthfully."
Hermione rolled her eyes again. Why must she be stuck with this idiot? "I might do a happy dance," she confessed to him.
Draco pretended to look wounded. "Ouch," he said, "I'm insulted."
They worked on in silence for a while, tearing up lettuce for their Flubberworms. At one point, Draco hand brushed Hermione's and she sharply took in a breath, feeling weird. Draco fiddled with her pinky finger gently and whispered, "If a Blast Ended Skrewt ate you, I'd be very upset."
Hermione blushed and shot a glance over at Harry and Ron who were murderously glaring in her direction.
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