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Chapter six : Budding friendship?
Exhaustion had taken Hermione's body, it felt numb, her mind seemed to me pushing its way through a thick fog, she was exhausted, body, mind and soul. It wasn't even dawn yet and but some thing had woken her but not for long, her head hit the pillow and she cuddled into the person beside her with out thinking or caring who it was and fell back to sleep exhaustion finally too much.
Draco awoke last night's pain but a shadow on his memory. He felt safe, warm and comfortable apart from some thing was tickling his chin and irritating him. He lifted his arm to brush what ever it was away and left some thing soft warm and fuzzy... A cat was his first thoughts remembering Crookshanks but no he sat up just a little so see Hermione curled against him. Exhaustion had caused her face to pale and there were dark rings around her eyes, mascara lined her cheek like the blood of tears. He wiped them away before they ruined his already ruined shirt more. He looked at the handkerchief and saw not only mascara was there but make up too, Hermione was a lot paler and the rings around her eyes a lot darker than he'd seen, how could he have missed this? He felt a stab of annoyance that only Hermione could provoke but her let her sleep. He summoned a book to him and looked through it and found some thing that would heal him, he hadn't told Hermione about what had attacked him and he figured that's was why he was still in pain. He found the incantation and whispered it. He felt the curse lift and he knew every thing would be ok, he pulled Hermione closer as a cold breeze flew through the tree house and went back to sleep.
Hermione had slept until nearly 8 o'clock at night, Draco was sleeping peacefully beside her. She chided herself for sleeping so long instead of tending to Draco's wounds and keeping him alive. She looked at Draco, studying him for the first time since she had awoken, there was color in his cheeks, and she took that as a good sign. He was smiling in his sleep he looked so sweet and innocent… and handsome.
I do not think Draco's handsome... I don't… not at all… not a little… only a bit…. Fuck… don't deny it… he's hot. Harry and Ron are going to kill me.
She smoothed Draco's hair from his eyes as she had done so many times for Harry before levitating him to remove his bandages, she was shocked to see how much they'd improved since she'd last checked but there was still a fair wait until he was healed her guess was a week the earliest. She remembered her sorrow when she thought he'd died and knowing he'd soon leave her to go back to the death eaters and the dark lord who'd almost cost him his life and had cost countless others there's. She felt anger and bile rise in an angry tide in her stomach but she pushed it down, she couldn't afford to loose control. She tiredly massaged the aching muscle at the back of her neck and yawned she was just so tired. She bandaged him up again and started cooking them a meal. When Draco awoke it was to the smell of food, it mad this mouth water and his stomach grumble so loudly that Hermione looked up.
"You're awake!" she said her voice full of surprise.
"You cant get rid of me that easily" Draco whispered hoarsely. He threw herself on top of him and hugged him tightly forgetting for those brief seconds who he was, her warm brown eyes med his beautiful grey ones and their lips met a soft sweet kiss at first but it intensified as Hermione's fear, relief and missed emotions found a vent through that kiss.
Draco pulled away and smirked.
"Hermione I believe you have me mistaken for a friend" he said with a hint of seriousness in his joking tone. She paused and took a deep breath.
"That's because we are friends…" she said and Draco didn't argue he simply cocked an eye brow but then nodded reluctantly.
The budding friendship between the two had become recognized the eyes of the other person no long a stranger but of a friend and room for some thing more.