A/N: Here I am updating for you reviewed so nice .:smile:.
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„What the... Hermione!" Harry stepped into the room, staring at his best friend "What the hell are you doing?"
"Harry, whatever, don't let go of the…"
.:crash:.
The heavy door closed, and they stood in complete darkness again
"Well, then at least make sure you don't lose your wand… Malfoy, get off me" she pushed at his shoulder and then her skirt down and Malfoy rolled off her, sighing, not knowing that Harry had stepped more close… He colided with his feet "What the..?" And heard the noise of wood hitting stone and then ston again. His wand must have hitten a wall and then the floor, making it more difficult to analyze the direction it had flown to…
"Harry…" He heard Hermiones voice, getting slightly angry "Don't tell me you…"
"Yes, Granger, he lost his wand. Stupid boy-who-just-would-not-die…"
"Hey" They heard Harrys voice "You hit my legs! What should I have done?"
"Take a good grip of your wand, that's what you should've done!"
"Says who? The amazing bouncing ferret boy?"
"Oh will you ever let me live that down?"
"No. Never. Ferret."
"Shut up"
"Make me"
Those words out of Potters mouth had a complete different influence on Draco then out of Hermiones mouth. He jumped at him, punshing him somewhere near the nose and the fight began. The two boys rolled over the floor, away from Hermione, throwing punches in each and every direction. Suddenly, when Harry had thrown Draco on his back once more, Draco just put away a punch without any reaction and Harry stopped fighting "What?"
"Get… get off me, Potter"
Harry, not realizing that he obeyed Malfoy, did as told and stood up. Draco rolled around and found a wand that had layed under his back. He could hex Potter into oblivion now… He was stuck with him in this room anyway, so he could at least enjoy it a bit… Stuck? Merlin, he had his wand, he wouldn't be stuck with him for any longer… "Lumos" Draco said, searching the floor, finding his own wand. The one he had in his hand he threw over to Hermione and took his own, lighted the tip again and let the light wander over the floor to find Harrys wand. Harry dived for it, afraid that Malfoy could take it, and they went over to the door. Draco was just about to open it, when Harry let his wand sink "Wait a second… We're not done now… Expelliarmus" He catched the wands of Draco and Hermione and said "nox". Just as Draco was about to jump at him, he said "Well, I got a wand. I could hex you to last year and back. You sure you wanna fight against me?" Draco stopped. Nope, he didn't want to fight a wizard with wand while he had none…
Hermione shifted her weight "Harry, I'm stuck in here for quite some time now, I really wanna…"
"Oh, but you seemed to enjoy it pretty much"
"Harry, Malfoy and I were fighting. Just as you and him minutes ago"
Herry looked in her direction. She was Hermione. She would never ever do something like kissing Malfoy… But would she fight with him the physical way? Well, more likely than kissing him, in deed… "Ok. It just looked… strange to me. That's all… Malfoy, open the door" He pointed with Dracos wand in his direction "Ouch… Thanks Potter, that was my nose" "I do not care"
Draco took the wand and opened the door. They all stepped out and stood in front of the door, Draco and Hermione both feeling awkward, staring at the floor, Harry waiting for Hermione
"Are you comin'?" "Yeah, I… sure…" She glimpsed at Draco. She had not gotten her last touch of vanilla, but had only been inches away from it and it nagged her, she wanted it badly… But this was Malfoy and the whole thing had to stop. She turned and followed Harry, leaving Draco standing in front of the closed door alone.
He didn't care if she was a mudblood and a know-it-all. Mudblood, that word meant nothing to him. He just didn't understand how two muggles could produce a witch… He just did not get how that could be possible… He didn't understand them, that was all. That and the fact that he had been raised to hate mudbloods. But you could not separate mudbloods and purebloods without asking for their heritage. So why should they be different?
Oh, whatever, he didn't care about the whole stuff, all he was interested in was velvet, satin and strawberries….
