Just a Day
Chapter Three
Hermione started babbling on about muggle stuff, which Malfoy really didn't give a crap about. Of course, he wasn't about to say that just in case she threw the 'let's be civil' idea out the window and decided to hex him. Ever so often he would mutter, "oh really?" or, "Hmn…" or, "that's nice."
"Granger, I'm hungry," Malfoy interrupted Hermione's detailed explanation of how a television worked.
"So? What can I do about it?" she said.
"Well you should at least care. Aren't you hungry?"
"No," Hermione's tummy rumbled, "Yes… a bit."
"Couldn't we summon some food through that window?"
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Malfoy, if that window was real, then wouldn't we have already tried to crawl out of this room through it?"
"Ingenious!" Malfoy exclaimed, then realized he had just complimented Hermione Granger, "I mean, yeah, I thought of that." He ran to the window, opened it and *thump*.
"Ow, Granger!"
"Malfoy, the windows aren't real. They're like the ceiling of the hall, bewitched to look like the outside world. You can't escape through them," Hermione said.
Malfoy rubbed his head where a bruise was fast appearing. "Now I'm going to have a stupid bruise on my forehead Granger."
"Well there's not a lot I can do," Hermione replied.
"And I'm still hungry," he added.
"Malfoy, you sound like a baby whining to your mother."
"Thank god you're not my mother!"
"Hey, how many hours has it been?"
"I don't know. Um… about three maybe."
Hermione ran to the door and pounded on it. "Hey, it's been a few hours, can we come out yet?"
"A few hours?" the suit of armor's voice replied.
"Yeah, remember how you said it was only locked for a few hours?" Malfoy said.
"I never said that, and neither did you. You ordered me to secure it for the night. Night is still here," the suit of armor replied breezily, "And please don't disturb me again, I need some sleep."
"Great, just great," Hermione muttered under her breath and Malfoy swore loudly.
Suddenly Malfoy reached into his pocket. "Chocolate frogs!"
Hermione's eyes lit up.
"When did I say any was for you?"
"Malfoy!"
Malfoy chewed slowly on a small piece of the chocolate frog.
"I have an idea," he started to say.
"Yeah? What's that? How about giving me some food?"
Malfoy gave her a look. "Not so fast Granger. First we have to play a game."
Hermione frowned and crossed her arms; waiting to hear what stupid game Malfoy had come up with.
"I ask you a question, and you have to give me an answer. If I like the answer, I give you some chocolate."
"I am not a dog. I'm not going to give you an answer you like just so I can eat! I'm not that hungry!" Hermione said indignantly. Her stomach gave a growl and Malfoy smirked.
"I think you are that hungry Granger."
"Fine, whatever!" Hermione muttered, sitting down on the bed. Malfoy took a seat opposite her and broke the chocolate into little pieces.
"What do you hate about Potter, I mean Harry?"
Hermione thought hard. "Nothing. I don't hate anything about him."
"How can you hate nothing about him?! Are you like in love with him?"
"No!" Hermione snatched a piece of chocolate from Malfoy's hand. "Hmn, thank you," she added, chewing thoughtfully.
"Ok… what do Harry and I have in common?"
Hermione rolled her eyes. "You're nothing like Harry."
Her words cut him deep. "There has to be something that's similar," Malfoy pushed.
"You both play quidditch," Hermione decided as Malfoy threw a piece of chocolate into her hand.
"Ok… what do you like most about me?"
Hermione looked at him in shock. "Um…" She looked at him and cocked her head to one side. "You mean like physically or personality?"
Ah, I knew it, she does care about looks, Malfoy triumphed inside. "Both."
"Ok, personality… you're…" she considered briefly of saying 'nice', "not so mean when you don't want to be," Hermione finished.
"Physically?"
Hermione looked at him again, searching his face. Her eyes connected with Malfoy's and she breathed sharply. His eyes were a dark silvery grey, but sort of purplish too, and lined with short dark blonde eyelashes. Malfoy broke eye contact.
"Granger, hello?"
"Oh, um… your… eyes?"
"Hmn, I guess I like that," Malfoy decided, throwing her a piece of chocolate.
Hermione watched it fly up and rolled back on the bed to catch it in her mouth. Malfoy laughed as it hit her on the nose. Hermione sat up and stared at him. Malfoy laughing?? The sound was unbelievable.
"What?" Malfoy looked at Hermione.
"He laughs!" Hermione said.
"Huh?"
"I've only ever seen you smirk or sneer or something. You never laugh.
"I do laugh, sometimes…"
"Right, whatever," Hermione said, catching him off guard and snatching all the chocolate from his hand.
"What do you like about Crabbe and Goyle?"
"Uh, they always listen to me."
"Wrong answer," Hermione shook her head disapprovingly. "What do you like most about me?"
"When did you ever care what people think about you?" Malfoy replied, not wanting to answer.
"I don't care, but it's nice to know. Now answer for your food."
Malfoy paused. He really didn't want to answer this.
"Hey, Draco!"
Draco? Malfoy looked up at Hermione. Draco?! Since when did she call him Draco? It was kind of weird, but nice. Yes, he didn't mind it too much; actually, he kind of liked it.
"Ok, I like it when you call me Draco."
"And?" Hermione asked.
"I like…" Draco eyed Hermione. "You're not going to like it."
"You don't know that."
"Yes I do."
"Just say it."
"Can I have my chocolate first?"
Hermione held her hand above her head. "No."
"C'mon, give it here," Malfoy reached for it and Hermione leant back so he couldn't get it. Malfoy in turn tumbled over onto her in a desperate attempt to reach her hand. Hermione paused and looked up at Malfoy. Ok, some hot guy that I hate is right on top of me; so wrong, so, so wrong! she thought.
"Ow! Get off!" Hermione pushed Malfoy. He sat up and looked at her.
"Answer the question and you'll have your chocolate."
Malfoy gazed at the girl lying right next to him. He ran his hand down her waist and she slapped him away.
"Malfoy!"
"Your smile," he lied, and Hermione threw him a piece of chocolate.
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AN: do we all want to find out what he likes most about Hermione? Yes? Keep reading. Sorry, I forgot to write replies in the last chapter. Well, here they are.
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