Disclaimer: (In A Yoda Voice) Harry Potter I do not own, though the plot I do.
Now, last night would have been like any other nights that they had shared since two days back.
It would've been if Draco wasn't trying to say sorry to Hermione about the night he almost threw the vase to her face because she invaded his privacy.
It was not that he didn't want to say sorry, it was more like --It felt like it was the best, no, scratch that, the right thing to do.--
But why only now?
Why didn't he do it two nights back?
He couldn't bring himself to say it to her.
Little did Draco know that Hermione herself was restraining and also arguing with herself to ask him something that had been bothering her, but she was sure it bothered him too.
She just wasn't sure if last night was the right time.
She was afraid of his reaction might be. Who wouldn't?
In the end, neither Gryffindor nor Slytherin had said anything to each other.
Both sat in an unnerving silence, despite sound of crackling burnt wood and pages turning over.
The next morning, Draco woke up quite early. --Damn birds…--
They had no classes today and Draco found himself bored inside his own room --Even my head is filled with, empty thoughts. Sad to say actually.--
He changed into a dark brown tee and dark blue jeans and made his way down to the common room.
Picking up his book, Draco sat on his favorite armchair and started reading.
In the middle of his reading, Draco heard Hermione's door open. He stopped reading and looked up.
Coming down her stairs, she wore a baby pink sweatshirt and blue denims.
She looked anxious about something, she also kept glancing at the common room entrance. --Was she expecting somebody?--
Maybe he should apologize now, but then, she was the first to speak.
"Listen Malfoy, about our accident" Hermione began.
--What about our accident?--
Before she could finish, her friends yelled outside for her to come out.
Hermione glanced at the entrance door, and looked back at him.
Frowning slightly, Draco asked "What about it, Granger?"
"Maybe," She began, as she looked at him.
"Hermione, aren't you ready?" Asked Ron. "Let's go." Said Harry.
Hermione looked back at the entrance door, biting the corner of her bottom lip as she did so.
"Granger!" Draco said, getting her attention back as she looked at him.
"Maybe some other time, Malfoy." Hermione replied after a short pause.
Before Draco could even reply, Hermione had already gone to her friends.
Draco knew it was hopeless reading his book, becausehe knew that he couldn't even concentrate if he tried.
--What was she about to say?-- What was it that she wanted to tell him?
Did she somehow knew something about his accident?
--What did she mean by 'our accident'?--
Thinking quickly, it finally dawned unto him that --She knows about my accident. Maybe could tell me what happened!--
Closing his book shut, he quickly tried to catch up with her.
But just as he exited the common room, Hermione and her friends were nowhere to be seen and even heard.
--Impossible!-- Draco thought -- They were here a moment ago!--
Looking left and right, he tried calling her name. "Granger!" He said loudly
Only the echo of his voice was heard.
Draco was just about to shout her name once more when he heard someone coming towards him.
Looking at the person "Professor Dumbledore," Draco addressed.
"Good morning, Draco Malfoy." Replied the Headmaster as he walked towards Draco.
"It's a beautiful day outside," Began Dumbledore as he stopped in front of the Slytherin.
Draco already noticed that fact while he was up in his bedroom, which happened to be looking right over the Quidditch field.
"Why don't you go out to the grounds and enjoy yourself?" Asked the Headmaster.
Quickly, Draco replied "I'm not sure what I could do in this beautiful weather outside."
Hoping the Headmaster would get his point, Draco was surprised when Dumbledore chuckled.
"Well, perhaps you could spend some time in Hogsmeade. I'm sure you'll be able to find Hermione there. She was just making her way towards the carriages with her friends when I met up with her." The wise old man said.
--Why did Dumbledore have to be so smart?--
Draco tried showing he wasn't interested with Granger at the moment. But the piercing blue eyes of Dumbledore told Draco that the Headmaster could see what the blonde was trying to hide.
"Maybe I will, Professor. Good day" Draco bid the Headmaster goodbye and walked away without a glance back.
He reached the Great Hall and had quick breakfast, alone.
Pansy and Blaise went to Hogsmeade,Crabbe and Goyle decided to follow.
After his morning meal, Draco made his way to the lake, where he sat down on the bank.
Hermione's ordeal came and went like a broken memory; Draco shouted at her to move.
She was then somehow brought high up in the air and quicklly down, deep into the lake.Draco then saw himself place a figure on the bank where he was sitting at right now.
Draco then saw as he was being pulled back into the lake and then, darkness.
Before he knew it, it was late in the afternoon.
He stood up, brushed some grass off and slowly made his way back to the castle.
Tra la la la la... Thank You so much for your reviews. Newez, i was going through this story again but i can't help but realise that this whole story could've been inspired by Evanescence's song "Hello". Maybe it was also based very loosely on it - I don't know, but hey if it is I don't own the song and I don't intend to. Just try listening to it throughout this story though. Evanescence rocks btw!
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