You'll Never Understand So Don't Even Try

Chapter 4: Can't get you out of my mind

A tried Hermione walked the empty corridors, looking for students who where up past hours. She was grateful that she didn't have to walk these halls with Malfoy especially after what happened earlier. She still couldn't get over it, if anyone would have walked in they would have thought more then a little some something was going on between the two.

Hermione took a deep breath and winced in pain as she let it out, even though it has been a few weeks since she has gotten the bruise on her chest it still hurt whenever she either took deep breaths or talked to much. Putting a hand over her chest she lightly moved her hand around on top of the bruise, wincing a little as she did so. She let her hand fall back to her side and decided that she had walked around enough.

"Razzle-dazzle." Hermione said as she reached the statue.

She slowly walked into the common room to see that it was dark. The fire had gone out leaving no light for her to see where she was going.

A few minutes later and after falling over a few times Hermione reached the bottom of the stairs and walk up to bed.

Draco walked down the halls in the dungeon thinking about what had just happened between him and Granger, and about the bruise on her chest. It was all he thought about, whenever he saw her. It was why he hadn't really insulted her today. He couldn't face her knowing that something or someone had hurt her. Even of she was a mudblood he had never done anything to physically hurt her. He just hurt her verbally, by calling her names and always telling her that she wasn't worth anything. Even when she had hit him, he couldn't bring himself to hit her back.

After walking through all the hallways in the dungeon Draco decided that it was time to go up to the dorm. Walking slowly up the stair, each step he took brought new questions into his head, about Hermione. Some were ones he has already asked himself and others where things he would never even say, he was even surprised that he was thinking them.

He finally made it up to the dorm and said the password which he thought was the stupidest password that anyone could choose. He walked into the dimly lit room and lay down on the couch and stared into the dying fire, thinking about the same thing as before: Hermione. He wanted her out of his head. He shouldn't care that she was hurt, yet he did and that bothered him. He sat there thinking and drifted off into a light sleep.

He soon awoke to the sounds of the door to the dorm being open. He sat up and watched as Hermione entered the dorm. He just sat there when the door closed leaving them in complete darkness. As his eyes adjusted to the dark her saw Hermione's dark form stumbling through the common room and watched her form slowly walk up the stairs and into her room.

He sigh as he too got up and made his way up to the dorm, being careful not to trip over the things Hermione had tripped over. He managed to miss most of the small items but he tripped a few times to.

At the bottom of the stair he looked up at Hermione's room, he watch the as a shadow would block the light coming from her room every once and awhile. He made his way quietly up the stairs at the top of them he looked towards Hermione's door and saw that the light was off, hoping that she was asleep, he entered her room and made his way over to her bed. When he got there he sat down next to her sleeping form. He just sat there watching her sleep, he watched her chest rise and fall with each breath. Placing a hand on her stomach he whispered goodnight, and went to his dorm. He didn't bother to turn on the lights, as he got dressed, in a pair of gray boxer with snitches flying around his boxers(it was magical after all). He lay in his bed, and drifted into an uneasy sleep.

Hermione awoke the next morning, yawned and stretched her arms. She had, had her first goodnights sleep in a year. Getting up out of bed she made her way to the bathroom. Remembering to grab her clothes this time, and her boom box. Once she got to the bathroom she heard the shower running. She knocked lightly and said loud enough for Draco to hear.

"Malfoy please hurry up!"

"No!" Came the reply.

"Please!"

"Nope, I think I am going to take my time."

"Draco, please I really need to shower." Wait, did I just call Malfoy, Draco. Oh my gosh I did.

"No Granger." She called me Draco, she used my first name not my last name.

"Malfoy, please." Hermione stood outside the bathroom. She heard the water turn off. She backed away from the door to let it open and for Draco to walk out.

Draco got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. Before heading towards the door. He let out a sigh as he opened it. He didn't know why he was getting out, but he felt that he should so that was Hermione could shower. He stood with the door open as he saw what Hermione was wearing. She was wearing a pair of boxers that were black and said in white and hot pink writing, 'Once upon a time, I met a boy and I kicked his butt.' and she was wearing a black tank. Draco figured that she must have used a concealing to cover her bruise.

Wow, Granger looks hot. Draco let out a small laugh as he read her shorts.

"Thank you Malfoy." Hermione said breaking the silence between them.

"Don't mention it." Draco said as he walked past her, as he did he lightly brushed up against her, causing Hermione to blush.

Once Draco was up the stairs, Hermione ran into the bathroom and locked the door. He did that on purpose. I know he did. But why would he flirt with me. After all to him I am just a mud… a muggle born. Nothing more and I will never be anything more to him and he will never be anything more to me then an ugly blonde haired, blued eyed ferret. And that is all he will ever be known to be after this year.

A/N:

Soo wat did you guys think. Again sry. But I do have a life out side of fan fiction. SO REVIEW! Oh and FYI the rating may go up. But I am still not sure if it will. If it does I will let you know. TTYL