Chapter 36
"We need to go to Dumbledore." Hermione said getting out of the cupboard.
"Why?" Draco practically whined.
"Because we don't know how long we've been gone for and You-know-Who-" Hermione started.
"Is royally pissed. I know." Draco rolled his eyes.
"This is a matter of life and death and all you can do is roll your eyes!" Hermione screeched.
"My life, why do you care if I go to Dumbledore about it?" Draco asked.
"Because I saw you die!" Hermione yelled. Tears started rolling down her cheeks. "You died for ME and I saw, I watched! And I won't let it happen again. So we are going t-to Dumbledore," Hermione started to sob. "and we-we are tal-talking to him a-and we're go-ing to keep y-you safe!"
Oh Merlin. Why didn't he keep his mouth shut. Draco pulled Hermione into a hug. He wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on the top of her hair.
"Fine. Well go to Bloody Dumbledore." Draco said, his voice holding no real bite.
Hermione didn't move though. She put both hands on his chest and cried into it. Draco brought one hand up to stroke her hair.
"Shhh." Draco cooed.
Draco thought Hermione was upset for completely different reasons to the real one. If he had died he would've been the second person she loved to die in her arms. She couldn't bare that. She never, ever wanted that to happen again.
Not ever.
"You ok?" Draco asked after Hermione's sobs had died down.
"Yeah." Hermione wiped her tears away, but neither didn't stop hugging.
"We should probably go then." Hermione nodded and wiped the remaining tears away.
They went through the empty corridors- t was dinner time. They got to the stone gargoyle and Hermione spoke the password.
"Sugar quills." Thank Merlin they were prefects or they would've been stuck for hours.
They claimed the spiral staircase and knocked on the door.
"Enter." Dumbledore called. "Ah Miss Granger, Mr Malfoy. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Professor...uh...what day is it?" Hermione asked.
"I should think you'd know that Miss Granger." Dumbledore had that twinkle in his eyes.
"You know what happened don't you." Draco frowned.
"Ah, yes. Well not everything, but most. You see I knew a young girl in my youth-I believe you've met." Tallulah.
"So h-how long have we been gone for?" Hermione asked nervously.
"I'd say about five minutes." Dumbledore answered.
"So no time has past?" Draco confirmed.
"That is correct." Dumbledore smiled kindly.
"Wait so…" Hermione looked at Draco and knew he was thinking the same thing.
So if they were to actually carry on even acting as if they didn't hate each other it would be...much to odd. It would be sudden, be even less accepted than it would be if it happened over a long time-which wasn't at all.
"I know what you are thinking, and yes you shall face challenges, but following your hearts if perhaps the only thing to keep you alive." Dumbledore looked at them knowingly.
"Sir, my father. He tried to to kill us both." Draco said stiffly.
"Ah yes." Dumbledore placed his hands on his desk. "I think it best you both stay in Hogwarts for all holidays and tell me if anything-anything-happens. Alas that's all me can do for the time being. Now I believe dinner is still in progress."
"Thank you Professor." Hermione stood.
"Yes," Draco seemed to be having a internal battle for a second before carrying on. "Thank you." It felt odd to hear those words come out when. Talking to Dumbledore of all people.
Hermione and Draco descended the stairs. Once they were out Draco grabbed Hermione's hand and pulled her into an old classroom.
"So What now?" Draco asked.
"I don't know." Hermione admitted.
"Is Hermione Granger admitting to NOT knowing something?" Draco smirked.
"Oh Shush." Hermione slapped his chest lightly, but was smirking too.
Draco smiled down at Hermione lovingly.
"What?"
"Don't know." Draco continued to smile down at Hermione and she smiled back.
"Well get through this." She concluded. Draco brought her in for a hug.
"Yes, yes we will. I promise." He kissed the top of her head. "I promise." He whispered again.
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