Monday came round fairly quickly – much too quick for Hermione's
liking She was growing more nervous by the second. She kept pacing by
Draco's first class, unable to keep still.
"What are you so afraid of?" asked Ginny. "He's your boyfriend."
"Oh, I know..." said Hermione. "I just..."
Just then, Draco strolled up to the classroom. He gave a weary glance at Ginny, then looked at Hermione.
"Hey, Hermione," he said.
"Oh, hey, um, Draco," she replied uncertainly.
"What's up?" he asked casually, placing his arm round her.
"Nothing much really..." Hermione looked to her friend for support. "Um, I just wanted to say...that I'm sorry. About Friday night. I didn't mean it – you're a great boyfriend."
"Hey, don't worry about it." Draco shrugged. "I'm cool. Just promise me something...we won't ever get in a fight again?"
"Promise." Hermione smiled, as she kissed him, glad that the hatred was behind them. "Walk me to class?" she asked.
He nodded, and took her hand in his. Hermione waved and winked back at Ginny, who just smiled and shook her head laughingly. She couldn't doubt that the pair was a good couple, when neither of them was angry with the other. Ginny only wished that Draco could be a little nicer towards her best friend.
It was third period Transfiguration when Hermione and Draco were reunited. Hermione was in a total daze, and doodling little hearts with Draco's name in the middle on her parchment. Then she combined her first name with his last, and so on. "Miss Granger?" Professor McGonagall said suddenly, awaking her from her daydreams, bringing her back to harsh reality. "Yes, Professor?" she asked tentatively. "The answer to the question, please?" "Um..." Hermione thought for a moment, then saw Neville holding seven of his fingers up. "Seven?" "Exactly – seven taps of the wand and you will get a perfectly transformed bald eagle." McGonagall returned to the chalkboard, leaving Hermione to breathe a sigh of relief. 'Thank you,' she mouthed to Neville, who grinned and shook his head. Ginny did have a pretty nice boyfriend. In fact, she believed him to be the perfect, model of one. It was too bad that Draco couldn't take the hint.
In the hall later that day, Ginny pounced on Draco and pinned him against the wall. "You've got some nerve, haven't you?" she exclaimed. "What are you talking about?" questioned Draco. "Gerroff me." "Hermione has given up everything for you!" "Oh, she's given up everything for me? Yeah, right – she still has closet upon closet of clothes and shoes. You should know – isn't the dormitory filled with her shit?" "That's beside the point. And you know what I mean. Why don't you do a little something in return – for her?" Draco crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows. "Like what?" "I don't know...take her somewhere. Show her that you appreciate her." Draco started to walk away. "She knows I appreciate her." "I wouldn't count on that." "Whatever. That's her fault." "You love her, Draco! I know you do." By the end of their conversation, everyone in the hall was looking at Ginny. With a swift movement and signal of one of her fingers, they left her alone.
"What are you so afraid of?" asked Ginny. "He's your boyfriend."
"Oh, I know..." said Hermione. "I just..."
Just then, Draco strolled up to the classroom. He gave a weary glance at Ginny, then looked at Hermione.
"Hey, Hermione," he said.
"Oh, hey, um, Draco," she replied uncertainly.
"What's up?" he asked casually, placing his arm round her.
"Nothing much really..." Hermione looked to her friend for support. "Um, I just wanted to say...that I'm sorry. About Friday night. I didn't mean it – you're a great boyfriend."
"Hey, don't worry about it." Draco shrugged. "I'm cool. Just promise me something...we won't ever get in a fight again?"
"Promise." Hermione smiled, as she kissed him, glad that the hatred was behind them. "Walk me to class?" she asked.
He nodded, and took her hand in his. Hermione waved and winked back at Ginny, who just smiled and shook her head laughingly. She couldn't doubt that the pair was a good couple, when neither of them was angry with the other. Ginny only wished that Draco could be a little nicer towards her best friend.
It was third period Transfiguration when Hermione and Draco were reunited. Hermione was in a total daze, and doodling little hearts with Draco's name in the middle on her parchment. Then she combined her first name with his last, and so on. "Miss Granger?" Professor McGonagall said suddenly, awaking her from her daydreams, bringing her back to harsh reality. "Yes, Professor?" she asked tentatively. "The answer to the question, please?" "Um..." Hermione thought for a moment, then saw Neville holding seven of his fingers up. "Seven?" "Exactly – seven taps of the wand and you will get a perfectly transformed bald eagle." McGonagall returned to the chalkboard, leaving Hermione to breathe a sigh of relief. 'Thank you,' she mouthed to Neville, who grinned and shook his head. Ginny did have a pretty nice boyfriend. In fact, she believed him to be the perfect, model of one. It was too bad that Draco couldn't take the hint.
In the hall later that day, Ginny pounced on Draco and pinned him against the wall. "You've got some nerve, haven't you?" she exclaimed. "What are you talking about?" questioned Draco. "Gerroff me." "Hermione has given up everything for you!" "Oh, she's given up everything for me? Yeah, right – she still has closet upon closet of clothes and shoes. You should know – isn't the dormitory filled with her shit?" "That's beside the point. And you know what I mean. Why don't you do a little something in return – for her?" Draco crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows. "Like what?" "I don't know...take her somewhere. Show her that you appreciate her." Draco started to walk away. "She knows I appreciate her." "I wouldn't count on that." "Whatever. That's her fault." "You love her, Draco! I know you do." By the end of their conversation, everyone in the hall was looking at Ginny. With a swift movement and signal of one of her fingers, they left her alone.