Chapter 6.
Hermione had been reading or trying to read for the past hour or so, she'd found it hard as there were so many things on here mind. She had got some work done but not as much as she'd hoped. Through all this Hermione had lost track of time and had fallen asleep on her desk.
Draco reached the library and found it silent, it was nearing curfew and there were rarely many students there at that time. He made his way to the back picking up a few books on the way. When he got to the back Draco looked around and his breath caught in his chest, he saw Hermione asleep and thought she looked so peaceful and innocent. Draco watched her sleep for a while. Seeing her like that made him think of all the teasing and basically the hell he'd put her through and felt guilty.
Guilt, he laughed at himself, a Malfoy never feels guilt, if his father knew this he'd be disowned or worse, killed. Draco was shaken out of his thoughts as Hermione stirred slightly. He moved away from her to a nearby window and gazed out at the thick grey clouds already formed, covering what would be a starlit sky.
Hermione awoke from her nap and rubbed her eyes, she silently reprimanded herself for falling asleep and turned her head to see if anyone else was around, she knew it must be late and near closing time. As Hermione scanned the area her eyes fell upon someone staring out of a window, the boy gave a sigh signalling that he was in deep thought. She observed him sitting on a windowsill leaning his head back against the wall. Hermione decided against moving incase he saw her and she wasn't in the mood for a fight. Silently she resumed her reading while he continued to stare out of the window.
A few minutes later Hermione dared to glance over at Draco only to find that he had fallen asleep. Once again she observed him and to her immense surprise her heart skipped a beat, he looked like an angel or something
"Yeah, a hells angel!" said a voice in the back of her mind
His face was relaxed and serene, Hermione realised that when Draco's face was devoid of his trademark sneer or scowl he was quite good looking... who was she kidding, he was gorgeous. In her mind was reeling the thought of 'how can someone so cold and cruel look so angelic?' Her mind wandered and once again she fell asleep.
A few hours later the two awoke to loud thunder rumbles that were getting closer. The librarian, madam Pince had locked the library without checking the back so missed the sleeping students.
Hermione awoke with a fright to a loud clap of thunder, usually she wasn't too bothered by thunderstorms but this time she was, it was unusually cold, the rain was pounding down outside and a forceful wind was blowing. She looked around taking in her surroundings, she then realised that she must have fallen asleep again and been locked in. Another thunder- clap sounded and a bolt of lightening flashed through the windows. Hermione let out a small scream and fell off her chair.
Hearing the scream, Draco woke with a start, storms didn't bother him infact he marvelled at their beauty. He wondered for a moment where he was before realising he must have fallen asleep in the library and been locked in.
The storm was getting closer and a sudden bolt of lightening caused Hermione to let out another squeak. Silently she cursed herself for being such a coward especially when she saw Draco look over at her.
It was dark in the library, but their eyes soon got used to it. They knew it was each other, as they had been the only two at the back before closing.
"What's this" Draco drawled before he could stop himself "a Gryffindor, part of the golden trio no less, afraid of a thunderstorm?"
Hermione, who was now on the floor against a bookshelf shaking, looked across at Draco. Why did he have to see her like this? Why always at a low point?
"Malfoy don't" she said quietly "please"
They looked at each other for a moment. Draco shook his head and started to walk away. As he did a strong gust of wind blew through the castle making the windows rattle and shake. Hermione looked up scared, even Draco stopped suddenly and walked around. This was followed by a deafening clap of thunder and bright flashes of lightening, the storm was upon them and there to stay. This caused Hermione to shake even more with a mixture of cold and fear, she didn't fancy walking back to the prefect's dorm in this and she certainly did not want to be left alone.
Draco looked at her and felt sorry for her, a voice in the back of his head was telling him he should talk to her, calm her down. But the louder voice was the one telling him to act how he'd always done, even if now was the perfect time to show someone he wanted to change. In truth he didn't relish the thought of having to walk back to the prefects dorm in the storm, who knows what was prowling the corridors, but he wasn't about to show any sign of weakness. Draco started to walk away again but a voice stopped him
"Malfoy, don't leave" Hermione said shakily
"What?" he asked
"I know this gives you license to make my life more of a hell than you already do for the rest of our school years, but please if you have any compassion at all, please stay, don't leave me alone" she replied quietly
A/N: another chapter done, please review if you can. Thanx!