A/N It's Raining, In my story and outside. How depressing! Though when it rains it is kinda nice. I love the water, but now I just want to hang outside but am stuck inside. Outside is where I do my best thinking, and now that the friends I hang out with the most is out of the state what the heck am I going to do to get rid of this damn Writers Block? I am going to do my best here. I hope everyone who reads this story and lives on the east coast, as I do, are ok. Hurricane Charley has destroyed enough and i don't need my faithful reviewers being harmed. Then what would I do? And for a random comment, My Cell is Ringing my Message Tone, DAMN PEOPLE STOP SENDING ME STUFF! Here is chapter 14 people. :)
By the time practice was over Hermione was nearly glued to her broom, she was so cold. She peeled her gloves off and rubbed her hands together.
"Bloody Hell I'm cold." Said Ron walking into the room and shutting the door.
"Everyone is cold Ron." Said Parvati trying to pick a little ice from her long braided hair.
"Just stating." He said sitting down on a bench.
For a moment there was silence. All of them listening to the howling wind outside. It was almost impossible to fly in. It blew them every where.
Hermione pulled her robes slowly over head, they were soaked and so was the red and black stripped sweater beneath that and her undershirt. Not to mention her jeans were rubbing aginst her skin and it was a most unpleasent feeling.
"I will never dry off." She whispered to herself. Only Dean heard her. He snickered.
"I know what you mean." He picked up the end of his shirt and rang it out. It dripped.
Hermione laughed softly. Dean was always easy to talk to.
She glanced at her watch and groaned. "Got to go, Homework and hall duty."
"Hey Head-Girl has to do what a Head-Girl has to do." He chimed then patted her on her back as she got up and walked to the outer door. She placed her broom in the broom shed and stored her robes and walked out amidst a chorus of byes'.
It was still pouring as Hermione ran up the grassy, slippery, slope towards the castle. Her sneakers slipped in the mud. Finally she made it into the warmth of the entrance hall. And was, yet again, soaked to the bone.
The wind behind her was making strange noises. It made her feel a bit insecure. Hermione wrapped her arms around her and started to slowly walk up to the common room.
She screamed when a window flew open and the wind and rain came in doused the torches surrounding her.
"Shit!" she yelled fumbling for her wand. She was as blind as a bat. Her wet fingers slipped on the wood and she dropped her wand to the floor. "Lumos!" Her wand lit up some 6 feet from her.
Hermione sighed in relief and walked towards her wand. She bend and picked it up.
She turned and jumped again.
Draco Malfoy's head was floating in the area her wand allowed her to see.
"Draco!" she said before sweeping past him and waving her wand at the window and lighting all the torches. "God don't do that!"
Draco enjoyed seeing her though he didn't like the way she was shaking in her wet clothes.
He took off his cloak and wrapped it around her shoulders. It was a bit big for her but she did seem to appreciate it.
"Thanks." She said softly shifting her feet. Why was he making her nervous right now. She had come face to face with him dozens of times.
"No problem. You need to get into dry clothes before you catch cold." He said softly. Knowing the hard practice she had.
Draco looked so angelic when he was being nice. What surprised her more was that he followed her up the stairs.
"Good Night Hermione." He said, smiled, then turned and walked back down the hallway that they had just came.
She turned to the fat ladies portrait "Go away Slytherin!" She said loudly.
"Riddikulus." Said Hermione taking the cloak off. "It's just a Slytherin cloak."
"Oh..." she chuckled and swung forward.
Hermione swept past her and went into the common room. People chatted cheerily in the cushy chairs, some did their homework, and some did various activities.
She quickly folded the Slytherin house crest under the rest of the fabric and ran up the stairs.
After peeling the wet clothes off, she towel dried her body and put her hair up in a towel before getting dressed again in jeans and a blue sweater. She pulled her white sneakers out from under her bed and pulled a black school robe over her head before going back down into the common room with her homework.
It was just after 8, noted Hermione as she sat down in one of the cushy arm chairs by the fire.
She curled up and began on the rune translation. Before long she had finished. Runes was fun. Though translations sucked. It was almost 8:30 and the rest of the Quidditch team walked through the portrait hole.
She put all of her work back in her bag and stowed the bag quickly upstairs. She then took her brush and brushed all the tangles out of her damp hair before tieing it back in a ponytail. Hermione quickly walked back down and tapped Ron on his shoulder.
"Watch this crowd." She said before turning and striding firmly out the common room.
Half and hour later, Hermione was leaning on the charms door falling asleep, the hallways were deserted.
The door she was leaning on suddenly open and Hermione fell backwards with a scream.
She was flat on her back looking up at Professor Flitwick.
"Professor." she said from her position on the floor.
"Miss Granger." He reached down and helped her sit up
"Thanks."
"Falling asleep on the job again?" This was the second time this month she had been caught by him sleeping.
"Sorry." She said standing up. "I am really tired."
"Then why don't you get Professor Snape put someone else on duty."
"I tried last week." She said rubbing her eyes.
"Ah and he didn't let anyone." Said Flitwick handing her her wand
"ah. Well Good Luck on that Quidditch Match tomorrow."
"Thanks Professor." she wiped her butt off and walked down the hall like she was supposed to do, then walked back up it and continued that for another 15 minutes. She decided there was really no use in staying here for another 15 minutes. The hall had been deserted the entire night. So she quickly turned and walked down the hall.
"Leaving your post before you are supposed?" drawled a voice from down the hall.
Startled Hermione turned around to see Draco strolling down the hallway.
A/N: Ah ok thank you all for all of your Wonderful reviews. They really mean a lot to me. I know this chapter was kinda lame but i can't think straight today. Or as one of my friends says "Cheesy, but I love cheese!" Ok This chapter is dedicated to....
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