Part 11: the beginning of a beautiful friendship
"How about we call a truce"
Hermione stared at Draco.
A truce she thought I wonder why he's suggesting this. It couldn't hurt to at least agree to get alone this year
Draco looked anxiously at Hermione.
"I don't see the harm in it" she said with a small smile
Draco was leaping for joy when he hears this, and when he saw the smile on her face he started to melt on the insides.
Hermione was looking at Draco, he seemed to have a dreamy look on his face, which in itself looked kind of cute, but it was also disturbing her as it was Draco she was looking at.
He finally realised that she was looking at him and he pulled himself out of the trance he had slipped into.
"Friends?" he asked with a small flicker of hope in his eyes.
Hermione looked at him with surprise all over her face, friends? Well a truce is one thing, but friends is so much further, but I don't see what could go wrong, im mean, sure it might be bumpy at first, who am I kidding, its going to be HELL bumpy at first, but yea, I don't see why not
Draco was watching her intently to see what her reaction would be, he hadn't meant to say friends, it just sort of came out.
"Yea" Hermione finally said, "friends"
Draco broke out into a smile, and they both hugged each other, 2 seconds later they realised what they were doing and they awkwardly let go of each other.
Did I just hug her, or did she hug me? Draco thought to himself, meanwhile Hermione was thinking the same thing
Why did I hug him? Or did he hug me? Hermione sneaked a peek at Draco, and saw him lost in thought, well at least he doesn't seem to upset with me she thought
"So..." Draco said, suddenly finding what was on the walls very interesting.
"Yea..." Hermione replied, also having the same intrigue of the walls
Draco looked at Hermione, and was thinking about what a beautiful young woman she had turned into. He was admiring her kindness and the complexity of her ever-working mind. Never once thinking about how it should be odd that a Malfoy would think of a mudblood that way.
They sat there in silence.
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The silence was deafening when there was a knock at the portrait hole.
Hermione looked at Draco
He looked back.
She got up off the couch and walked over to the entrance, the portrait hole swung open revealing the person who was standing on the other side...
END PART 11.