DISCLAIMER : These are JK Rowling's characters, I'm just making my own story out of them.
--When She's Gone--
Chapter 3 : Confused about a hug
Hermione was very flustered the next day. Not only was she dreading detention with McGonagall, she was worried about Harry who she hadn't seen since last night. Hermione had tried to talk to Ron more then once, but he kept coming up with excuses to leave or change the subject. Pansy wasn't seen all day. It was rumored that she went home to be with her parents because she was so upset. Hermione laughed when she heard this. Her first laugh in over a week. It felt good to laugh. It gave her the energy to live through another week. When Hermione saw Draco in potions that day, he avoided her eyes. He seemed very calm to her, but absent-minded. When making a sleeping potion, he put in Monkshood instead of Wormwood, causing the potion to turn a ugly purple color. Snape scolded Draco, but cleaned it up for him and made the entire class wait while Draco got it right.
Outside of class on their way to Muggle Studies Hermione stopped Draco. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" She said and looked around nervously to make sure no one had noticed. Everyone was busy rushing to their next class though. He nodded. She pulled him to a corner by the dungeons. "Aren't you even the least bit worried that Harry's hurt?" He shrugged. "I don't care." She looked at him with her mouth open. "You don't care?" He shook his head. Tears were on the brims of her eyes. She didn't want them to fall, but they did. "How can you not care?" He shrugged. "I dunno. It's nto that big of a deal to me." She was fully crying now. He looked at her with concern. She was wondering if he wanted to hug her or something, but didn't know how to. She decided to do something brave for once and she went up to him and hugged him. She could feel his heart race through the cotton of his shirt. He put his hands on her back and patted her back, but didn't say anything.
"Uh.. Granger. You're getting me soaked." He said 5 minutes later. Hermione let go and pulled back. "Oh. Sorry." She smiled weakly and quickly said a drying spell and wiped her eyes. "I have to go. Bye." She exited before he could say anything rude and left him standing there like a kitten in the rain. If she had stayed longer, she would have seen the happiness in his eyes.
That night in detention, only Ron, Draco and Hermione were present. According to Professor McGonagall, Harry was being kept in the Hospital Wing overnight, but would be let out in the morning. But she wouldn't say anything about Pansy. They were all sitting silently at desks working on a piece of parchment. When Hermione stole a glance at Draco's paper, there wasn't writing but a drawing. She couldn't get a good look though, because Professor McGonagall said, "Miss Granger, eyes on your own work please."
Hermione couldn't concentrate either though. Her mind kept wandering to the hug she and Draco shared. She knew it didn't mean anything, but she couldn't help feeling like there was something going on between them. And why was her heart racing? She peeked a glance over at Draco. He was looking at her too out of the corner of his eye and smiled kinda when he saw she was looking. She smiled too then turned back to her work.
--When She's Gone--
Chapter 3 : Confused about a hug
Hermione was very flustered the next day. Not only was she dreading detention with McGonagall, she was worried about Harry who she hadn't seen since last night. Hermione had tried to talk to Ron more then once, but he kept coming up with excuses to leave or change the subject. Pansy wasn't seen all day. It was rumored that she went home to be with her parents because she was so upset. Hermione laughed when she heard this. Her first laugh in over a week. It felt good to laugh. It gave her the energy to live through another week. When Hermione saw Draco in potions that day, he avoided her eyes. He seemed very calm to her, but absent-minded. When making a sleeping potion, he put in Monkshood instead of Wormwood, causing the potion to turn a ugly purple color. Snape scolded Draco, but cleaned it up for him and made the entire class wait while Draco got it right.
Outside of class on their way to Muggle Studies Hermione stopped Draco. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" She said and looked around nervously to make sure no one had noticed. Everyone was busy rushing to their next class though. He nodded. She pulled him to a corner by the dungeons. "Aren't you even the least bit worried that Harry's hurt?" He shrugged. "I don't care." She looked at him with her mouth open. "You don't care?" He shook his head. Tears were on the brims of her eyes. She didn't want them to fall, but they did. "How can you not care?" He shrugged. "I dunno. It's nto that big of a deal to me." She was fully crying now. He looked at her with concern. She was wondering if he wanted to hug her or something, but didn't know how to. She decided to do something brave for once and she went up to him and hugged him. She could feel his heart race through the cotton of his shirt. He put his hands on her back and patted her back, but didn't say anything.
"Uh.. Granger. You're getting me soaked." He said 5 minutes later. Hermione let go and pulled back. "Oh. Sorry." She smiled weakly and quickly said a drying spell and wiped her eyes. "I have to go. Bye." She exited before he could say anything rude and left him standing there like a kitten in the rain. If she had stayed longer, she would have seen the happiness in his eyes.
That night in detention, only Ron, Draco and Hermione were present. According to Professor McGonagall, Harry was being kept in the Hospital Wing overnight, but would be let out in the morning. But she wouldn't say anything about Pansy. They were all sitting silently at desks working on a piece of parchment. When Hermione stole a glance at Draco's paper, there wasn't writing but a drawing. She couldn't get a good look though, because Professor McGonagall said, "Miss Granger, eyes on your own work please."
Hermione couldn't concentrate either though. Her mind kept wandering to the hug she and Draco shared. She knew it didn't mean anything, but she couldn't help feeling like there was something going on between them. And why was her heart racing? She peeked a glance over at Draco. He was looking at her too out of the corner of his eye and smiled kinda when he saw she was looking. She smiled too then turned back to her work.