Sorry that this is so late, been a bit busy with college open evenings to get to the computer.
Chapter 3- Caught and Quidditch.
Hermione watched the puff of green smoke fade away, her heart beating a mile a minute, she had trusted Snape, and from what she understood, he was a follower of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
"Good evening Miss Granger." Said Dumbledore out of the blue. Hermione whirled round to face her headmaster, knowing full well that the invisibility cloak was still covering her body.
She gently pulled the cloak from around her shoulders and silently showed herself to the professors. She looked at the ground fearing that they would be angry with her for seeing something that she obviously wasn't meant to see.
"Do not worry Miss Granger, you are not in trouble, although I do want your promise that you will not tell your piers of what you saw." Stated Dumbledore.
Hermione nodded dumbly and looked up to see the professors smiling at her.
"Do you have any questions about any of this Hermione?" asked Lupin as he flashed her a toothy grin as way of greeting.
She nodded again and it took her a while to find her voice. She gulped as she looked back and forth from Lupin to Dumbledore.
"Are they Death Eaters?" she asked referring to Snape and Draco.
Hagrid, Tonks, Lupin, and Dumbledore all chuckled.
"Of course not Hermione!" assured Tonks. "If they were Death Eaters, would we be teaching Draco wandless magic?"
The Gryffindor shook her head, causing her long curly hair to bounce from side to side.
"No Miss Granger." Said Dumbledore calmly "They are no Death Eaters, they are Spies."
After initially finding out that Draco and Snape were spies for the light side, Dumbledore continued to tell Hermione how Draco had come to be on there side, and he had even invited her to come and watch the training sessions if she wanted.
As time got on, Hermione took her leave from the professors and headed back to her dormitory. She was tired, but not tired enough to sleep. She had so many thoughts about Draco running through her head. She had found out about his tortured past and what it was like to grow up with Lucius Malfoy.
She had permission off Dumbledore to tell Draco that she had been there, and that she knew everything, but she was worried. She feared telling him, and then causing him to draw away from her when she wanted to get to know him. She wanted to forget about Malfoy, and get to know Draco.
Eventually, after a long, cold walk through the castle, Hermione came face to face with the fat lady. Muttering the password 'white ferret' (which Ron had come up with), she stumbled into the common room and sat down on the red and gold lined sofa, whispering to herself that she was only resting her eyes, she fell into a peaceful sleep in front of the crackling fire.
"Hermione?" said a voice, slowly bringing her back to reality.
" 'Mione? You're late for potions and you haven't done your assignment" said a second voice, and Hermione jumped to her feet using the chair arm to help herself balance.
"Oh no, I can't be late! Snape will take points from Gryffindor and I'll be the laughing stock, and I'll get detention on my perfect record. My life is ruined!" She broke out of her mid-life crisis speech as Harry and Ron fell to the floor in hysterics.
After a few moments of Hermione tapping her foot, the two pranksters eventually composed themselves, and the female third of the golden trio made her way up to her room to make herself look presentable for the quidditch match.
'Bloody boys' she muttered to herself 'Thank Merlin that today is Saturday, if I'd of been late for classes, urgh, I don't even want to think about it'
In record time, Hermione came charging down the stairs of the Gryffindor common room, clad in a woolly jumper, scarf, gloves, and her Gryffindor robes, ready to cheer her team on.
The players were just making there way out onto the field when Hermione plopped herself down in her seat next to Ginny.
"Have I missed anything?" she asked breathlessly.
Ginny just shook her head. "Nothing yet!" said the red-head cheerfully. "Oh look! There's Harry, HARRY!" she screamed waving her arms franticly almost knocking the person on the other side of her of his chair.
Harry waved back at them, blowing a kiss at his Weasley girlfriend, and then turned round to face the slytherins that were lining up in front of them.
Hermione gasped when she caught sight of Malfoy. His always perfect hair was tussled and tangled. Three big bruises could be easily seen on his face, one being his black-eye, and the other two being on his jaw. He looked as though he was out of breath from just the short distance he had travelled from the changing rooms, and Hermione could tell he had some severe injuries if he as in that much pain.
The thing that worried Hermione the most was the fact that his team-mates didn't seem to care, they had obviously seen the mess he was in, but they did nothing to help him. She was about to run and find Dumbledore when she heard Ron and Harry mocking the blonde haired boy.
"You look a little beaten today Malfoy!" teased Harry.
"Who was it this time, a first year?" Ron taunted and the Gryffindor team roared with laughter. "Or did poor ikle Drakie make daddy angry!" The team and the Gryffindor stands laughed again, all save for Harry, Ron and Hermione who gaped at Draco, who had let a look of horror cross his face before hiding it.
"Oh Merlin…He did…" Harry whispered.
The Slytherin team, having heard the first taunt, charged forward at the Gryffindors, but were stopped with just a hand held up by Draco.
"Clean!" said Draco, in a slightly raspy voice, indicating that he wanted a clean game from his team.
They all nodded solemnly and floated away to there positions like the Gryffindor team, leaving the two captains on the floor with Madame Hooch.
"Captains shake hands!" she yelled over the deafening roar of the crowd that had just started cheering.
The two boys grasped each others hands.
"Good luck Harry." Said Draco in a sincere voice, and Harry almost took a step back as Malfoy said his name for the first time, and without any hatred there either.
"Good luck…Draco." The two seekers smiled at each other, and Hermione looked around and noticed she was the only one watching the exchange and she smile too.
'Maybe it won't be so hard to get to know Draco after all.1 she thought to herself, and she let her worry for Draco's health fade away as the whistle was blown and the balls were released.
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