1.Really Cares!
Hermione had been sitting in the common room of the head's dormitory all day, crying her heart out. All of a sudden she heard a husky voice from behind her that made her jump. The voice said, "What are you crying about?"
She turned around to see Malfoy standing there, leaning against the wall in his usual slouchy way. Their eyes met, and to her greatest surprise those handsome silvery-blue eyes seemed csaring.
"Why would you care? You would probably just make fun of me like the rest of them out there," she said shrilly.
"Just try me with what has upset you," he said as sat down, rather slouched down, beside her.
"He…he…he dumped me…" was all she could manage to say before she heard a certain knock on the door. She was about to go answer it when Malfoy said, "Stay here. I'll get it. It's probably the Weasel going to try and say sorry to you now. Just…be…quiet."
She was enthralled. He had never done something nice foe her. She wondered if he was sick, but quickly pushed the thought out of her mind so she could here what they were talking about.
"What do you want Weasley?" Malfoy asked with distaste, obvious distaste, in his voice.
"Fuck off Malfoy. You know I'm not here for you. So…Where is she?" Ron said hatefully.
"Oh. You're too late. Your little ex-girlfriend has been sitting here for quite a while, crying in my arms," Malfoy said while elongating the my part in his answer.
'Hermione stop laughing' she kept telling herself. But even with a great amount of effort she couldn't stop. So she held a pillow to her face to muffle the giggles.
"Fine…" was all Ron could say, well rather Malfoy would let him say, before the door was shut in his face.
They waited till they heard the portrait outside their dorm, the one that had been painted of them and showed their emotions at the moment, slam shut, before they both burst into fits of laughter.
After a few minutes when they both stopped laughing, they looked at each other, and what she saw must have put a smile on her face. After all, she had seen Draco Malfoy smile, not smirk like he normally did, but he smiled to show his perfectly straight, white teeth.
"Don't let 'ickle Weasley get to you okay…Hermione?" he had asked.
She swore she heard him say her name, not Granger, or Smart-ass, or mudblood, just Hermione.
"Okay?" he asked again.
"Okay," she replied.
She thought that there was something really wrong with him, or maybe, just maybe he actually might care. 'Yeah that's it. He cares' she thought to herself.
He really cares.
A.N. Hey everyone. I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter. I have put the second chapter out for you guys if you really like it. So please READ AND REVIEW!
