"How did you get in here?" asked Draco, looking up at Hermione, from his bed.
"Angry girls will do anything, remember?" she told him, snippily.
"Well…yes I do," he said, a small smile forming on his lips.
"You…you did something to me! Didn't you?" she asked him, shaking her finger at him, her hair falling out of its ponytail, wisps blocking her view.
"Huh? When and where?" asked Draco, confused.
"At lunch!" she exclaimed.
"No…I did something to you in the hall…after out lunch" he said, slowly.
"How can I believe you?" she asked, feeling drained.
"Tell me what I supposedly did to you, first!" he said.
"When I cursed Ron and Harry!"
"So? How do I fit in?" he asked, in his usual cold, drawl.
Growing angry, but near exhaustion, she said "Without my wand!"
"What?!" exclaimed Draco, suddenly sitting up.
"I…I cursed them…without…without my wand!" she said, falling to the floor, sobbing.
Draco didn't know what to do. The Draco on his shoulder (With the horns and tail) said 'Watch her suffer! Let her suffer! Fwauhahaha!'. While the other Draco, on his right shoulder (With the wings and a rusty halo) said 'Help her! She confused! And…If you get on her good side…You can always enjoy making her angry, with a slimmer chance of getting slapped!' As you can tell, his good side, wasn't even all that good.
"Am I evil?" asked Hermione, looking up at him through her tears, with those same wide brown eyes he had looked into earlier. Except this time, they were filled with fear.
"I…I don't know…" admitted Draco, sliding off his bed, to comfort her.
He sat behind her, with his muscled arms around her small waist, feeling her sobs go through her body. It was mind shattering, for Draco. He had never seen someone so upset, much less comforted someone, even remotely disturbed. And the strangest thing for him was, he didn't know why he was doing it.
"What…did you do…that for?" she asked him, when she had calmed down a bit, except for a gasp every now and then.
He was frozen. What had he done that for? "Its not…you'll be worse if you cry hunched over. It's not good for you," he said, quickly, thanking the heavens for his quick thinking.
Why does he care about what's not and what is good for me? She thought, puzzled.
"Thank you" she whispered, now hiccuping, unsure of what else to say.
"Nomohiccup" she said, pointing at herself.
"Granger…" said Draco.
"What?" she asked.
"You don't have your wand, do you?" he asked.
"Shit!"
"Ok…Well, I think your…abilities are…strongest, when your emotions are running high," he said.
"Really?" asked Hermione, growing a bit…perturbed. "Duh!"
"Oh no…You're getting angry," said Draco, getting up.
"So?" she spat.
"I'm leaving…When your emotions are high, that…turns me on! Just you though. Who would have thought? You, a freaking mudblood! Potter and Weasley's mudblood, to top it all off! Yes, I said Potter and Weasley's mudblood!" he spat, answering her next question, before it left her tongue. "I wouldn't be surprised if you were their witch! Their slut! And both are probably aware that some nights, they get sloppy seconds!" Draco stopped to take a breath, that being his biggest mistake.
*Smack*
"You have no right to say that! You comfort me, and then you explode! I'd almost say that you're like me, but that would give us something in…"
*Smack*
"Common!"
As she reached up to slap Draco again, he grabbed her by her wrist. He looked at her menacingly and then, he kissed her.
I can't resist, he thought, inwardly sighing.
Me either thought Hermione, sighing as well.
They then separated, and looked at each other with wide eyes, breaking the short lived Utopia.
"Looks like we have something in common after all…" murmured Draco, eyes half closed, remembering the pleasure of their last kiss, only to be slapped again, by a still angry Hermione.
And that's when she fell. Her last bit of life, energy and anger was gone. She was cold, empty and confused, as the cold, hard Dungeon floor smacked her.
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