Soz it took a while, I went on holiday 4 the weekend, and am now burnt. Oh
well.
Draco stood outside their bedroom door, and hesitated. He wanted to talk to Hermione, but he didn't want to intrude. He let his breath go in a sigh and knocked gently on the door.
"Come in." He pushed the door open, and saw Hermione silhouetted against the window. She was only a shadow in the dim room.
Draco didn't say anything. He simply walked up to her and stood beside her at the window. The two of them watched out the window. Not looking at anything in particular.
Hermione shifted slightly, and leaned her head on Draco's shoulder. "Thank you." She murmured.
"For what?" He asked.
"For once you didn't say anything."
"That's okay. I didn't think you needed it rubbing in."
"Insightful." There was a tinge of sarcasm in her voice. Draco raised an eyebrow and looked down at her. She gave a tiny smile, and he leaned down and kissed her gently.
Two hours later, the two of them sat on Draco's bed, backs against the wall, staring at the opposite wall, and the mess Hermione left behind her every morning.
"Who would've thought you'd be so messy?" Draco asked.
"Hmm." Hermione said. She couldn't say much else - she had half a pint of Ben and Jerry's ice cream on her lap, and a spoonful of the stuff in her mouth.
"Feel better now?" Draco asked.
Hermione swallowed. "Much, thanks. How did you."
"Stash. It's great when you're feeling depressed."
"I know. But what would you be depressed about?"
"With a father like Lucius? I'll give you three guesses and the first two don't count."
"Sorry."
"Nah, doesn't matter. I'm kinda used to it, and I'm so much better now that I have ice cream." Hermione giggled.
"What?" Draco said, with mock hurt.
"The idea of you eating ice cream and watching chick flicks in your room when your dad's mad."
"Miss I-had-to-ask-Draco-Malfoy-for-ice-cream."
"I didn't ask. You gave. There's a difference."
"I suppose." Draco said dubiously with a slight frown.
Hermione scraped out the bottom of the contained and held the full spoon out to Draco. He opened his mouth obligingly and Hermione rolled her eyes and she spoon fed him, then left the spoon in his mouth.
"You know." She said suddenly, after about ten minutes.
"Lots of things." He answered snidely. Hermione ignored him.
"I'm glad I broke up with Harry."
"Oh?" Draco said, instantly on his guard.
"Oh calm down. I cant be bothered to cry."
"Okay.why?"
"You were right, about me hiding from him. It is such a relief not to have to any more."
"Thank you." Hermione rolled over so she was sitting on her knees.
"You are such a stuck up pig!" she exclaimed.
"But you love me anyway."
"You better hope so." Hermione grumbled, sitting back.
"Just think of it this way. You don't have to hide anymore. You don't have to hide anything."
"Which is a lot of stress off my shoulders."
"You see? It all works out for the best."
"Mr Optimistic."
"Of course. You need to get out more."
"Like what?"
"Tomorrow night. We can go to Dark Angels."
"Dark Angels?" Hermione exclaimed.
"Never been before?" Draco was honestly surprised.
"Hardly. How was I gonna manage it without totally showing everyone what I was like? I mean honestly."
"True. Oh well. Tomorrow night I'll take you out. We've been stuck here for most of the summer anyway. We both need to get out more."
"That's true." Hermione said with a nod.
"Well then. I hope you have something to wear."
"I'll just have to go shopping." Hermione said with a bright smile.
"Kill me now." Draco said, shaking his head in dispair.
Draco stood outside their bedroom door, and hesitated. He wanted to talk to Hermione, but he didn't want to intrude. He let his breath go in a sigh and knocked gently on the door.
"Come in." He pushed the door open, and saw Hermione silhouetted against the window. She was only a shadow in the dim room.
Draco didn't say anything. He simply walked up to her and stood beside her at the window. The two of them watched out the window. Not looking at anything in particular.
Hermione shifted slightly, and leaned her head on Draco's shoulder. "Thank you." She murmured.
"For what?" He asked.
"For once you didn't say anything."
"That's okay. I didn't think you needed it rubbing in."
"Insightful." There was a tinge of sarcasm in her voice. Draco raised an eyebrow and looked down at her. She gave a tiny smile, and he leaned down and kissed her gently.
Two hours later, the two of them sat on Draco's bed, backs against the wall, staring at the opposite wall, and the mess Hermione left behind her every morning.
"Who would've thought you'd be so messy?" Draco asked.
"Hmm." Hermione said. She couldn't say much else - she had half a pint of Ben and Jerry's ice cream on her lap, and a spoonful of the stuff in her mouth.
"Feel better now?" Draco asked.
Hermione swallowed. "Much, thanks. How did you."
"Stash. It's great when you're feeling depressed."
"I know. But what would you be depressed about?"
"With a father like Lucius? I'll give you three guesses and the first two don't count."
"Sorry."
"Nah, doesn't matter. I'm kinda used to it, and I'm so much better now that I have ice cream." Hermione giggled.
"What?" Draco said, with mock hurt.
"The idea of you eating ice cream and watching chick flicks in your room when your dad's mad."
"Miss I-had-to-ask-Draco-Malfoy-for-ice-cream."
"I didn't ask. You gave. There's a difference."
"I suppose." Draco said dubiously with a slight frown.
Hermione scraped out the bottom of the contained and held the full spoon out to Draco. He opened his mouth obligingly and Hermione rolled her eyes and she spoon fed him, then left the spoon in his mouth.
"You know." She said suddenly, after about ten minutes.
"Lots of things." He answered snidely. Hermione ignored him.
"I'm glad I broke up with Harry."
"Oh?" Draco said, instantly on his guard.
"Oh calm down. I cant be bothered to cry."
"Okay.why?"
"You were right, about me hiding from him. It is such a relief not to have to any more."
"Thank you." Hermione rolled over so she was sitting on her knees.
"You are such a stuck up pig!" she exclaimed.
"But you love me anyway."
"You better hope so." Hermione grumbled, sitting back.
"Just think of it this way. You don't have to hide anymore. You don't have to hide anything."
"Which is a lot of stress off my shoulders."
"You see? It all works out for the best."
"Mr Optimistic."
"Of course. You need to get out more."
"Like what?"
"Tomorrow night. We can go to Dark Angels."
"Dark Angels?" Hermione exclaimed.
"Never been before?" Draco was honestly surprised.
"Hardly. How was I gonna manage it without totally showing everyone what I was like? I mean honestly."
"True. Oh well. Tomorrow night I'll take you out. We've been stuck here for most of the summer anyway. We both need to get out more."
"That's true." Hermione said with a nod.
"Well then. I hope you have something to wear."
"I'll just have to go shopping." Hermione said with a bright smile.
"Kill me now." Draco said, shaking his head in dispair.