Chapter Two: Saving Granger
"Want to get out of here Draco? Get outside or something?" Blaise asked Draco who was being annoyed by Pansy Parkinson and only found it fitting to save his best friend from such torture.
"Definitely," He answered gratefully, "Pansy, get off!" Draco demanded shaking her off his arm.
"But, Drakkie!" Pansy whined.
"But Drakkie," Blaise mocked. "Go read a book or some thing, surely your life consists of more then obsessing over Draco,"
"Reading a book?" Blaise nodded dumbly to again mock her, "What's the fun in that?" Pansy said rolling her eyes and slumping back on the over-stuffed black Slytherin couch.
"You might learn some thing, just maybe!" Draco said rolling his eyes as they stepped out of the porthole, Blaise laughed, "Thanks Blaise,"
"No problem, as much as I like enjoy seeing you stare at her with those death threatening eyes," He said thoughtfully, "I thought I would help you out even if that means being mean to her. I think I'm losing my touch of patience," He said holding his heart and shaking his head.
"If that's what you're losing, I'm glad you're losing it," Draco said seriously, "one more second of her and I would have strangled her," Blaise nodded and leaned against the wall. He knew Draco wasn't really meaning to go outside. He just needed to get any where away from Pansy so they stood outside of their dormitory by the Great Hall. Draco began to pace, "I mean...you never have a girlfriend Blaise, how do you do it? How do you just some how keep the women away? What's your secret?" Draco at this point in his life was only surrounded around Slytherin girls; therefore he did not find much benefit from relationships. Not even sex, any more.
"Well my man," He said patting Draco's back, he opened his mouth to say some thing but there were screams coming from all around them; Blaise looked up, "Draco!"
Draco looked up and a body figure was about to fall on his head, he stepped back and held out his arms. At first her weight over took his balance and he leaned forward a bit, but he choked up on his hold on her body and regained balance. He looked down at the person who he had just saved and it was, "Granger?" He whispered weirdly. Her eyes were glassy and looked into his for a moment before she shut her own eyes and fainted in his arms.
"Whoa," Blaise said looking up, "looks like she almost had a bad fall," Draco nodded not knowing why he wasn't dropping the mudblood on the dirty ground where she belonged. Draco realized Blaise never used the words mudblood, because his grandparents had been mudbloods. Only since recently had his family's decedent's married only into pureblood family's. And some how Draco still respected him. But he didn't respect Hermione Granger and he didn't know why he was still holding her or why he cared, "we need to get her to the Hospital Wing,"
"Yeah," Blaise said.
Draco quickly headed to the hospital wing just down the corridor as he heard is last name being called by her friends. For some reason he ignored it, and he was in too much wonder to wonder why.