Two weeks have passed
It was around 7 that Draco went to the common room. Hermione was already at her desk,
scribbling away on her potion's essay.
" Granger" Draco greeted cordially as he went to his room to change
" Malfoy" she answered back, too engrossed in her essay
Hermione was done with her potion's essay by the time Malfoy returned to the common
room, and was now starting on her 2-foot long essay for Ancient Runes, which was not
due until the next week.
" hey, what are those?"
" what are what?" Hermione said, not bothering to look up
"these" Draco said , bringing the steaming plate up full of brown and white things to
Hermione's face
" oh, these are S'mores, care to have some?"
Hermione was so wrapped up in her essay; she didn't see the weird look Draco gave her
" she offered me stuff, just as if we're friends" Draco thought to himself
" s'what?"
" s'mores, they're an American muggle thing, crackers with marshmallows and
chocolate. They're really good, they're still nice and warm, dobby just made them for
me."
" marsh-what?" Draco asked, still very confused
" it's sort of a snack..or a sweet, I really can't tell, but it tatse real sweet and it's really
soft, I like it best when it's toasted, where it's all melty and gooey"
" riiigghhht" Draco said, still looking at the plate as if it were to turn into something else
any moment.
'just try some"
" no thanks granger, I don't want to be poisoned with the marsh-thingy"
" just try it, it's really good, and it's perfectly safe, here, I'll show you" with that she took
a s'more and bit on it
"Hmmm…it looks really good, it smell yummy too. Maybe I'll just try one"
" ok Granger, but if I drop dead any moment, it's gonna be your fault"
Hermione just rolled her eyes "whatever Malfoy"
Draco was slowly chewing and contemplating his first bite. He chewed real slow
"crunchy, and soft, chocolatey yet has a taste of vanilla….hmm..not bad"
Hermione was trying real hard to hold back a giggle, looking at Malfoy's face..she
couldn't help it, he looked like a little boy, he seemed so foreign to an idea of a smore..he
looked….dare she say it…kinda cute.
" so what do you think?" Hermione couldn't help but smile
"not bad, not bad at all" Draco said, finishing up his s'more
" well, that;s good to hear, now that you've had you're s'more, I'll go back to my essay."
"yeah, me too, I have to start on my Ancient Runes"
"whoa, and I thought I was the only one doing week-early homework"
"well, I have quidditch training and I have to hold try-outs for the new members next
week, so better to finish it this week, so the load will be lighter."
"right, now if you'll excuse me, I'll go back to my essay"
The two started to work on their essays silently, each minding their own business. All
that could be heard was the scribbling, the crumpling of parchment and the occasional
crunch of the s'mores being bitten into.
It was two hours later when they finished their essay. The whole time, Hermione was so
occupied with her essay that she forgot about the s'mores. But now, she started to feel
hungry.
" I think I'll have a s'mo-"
Where were all the s'mores?
"where did it all go?"
As she was saying this, Malfoy's hand began to reach and search the plate for the non-
existent s'more
" Hey, where did all the s'mo-" he looked up. "granger, you finished it!"
" ehem, correction Malfoy, you finished it, you practically ate everything"
" no I didn't"
Hermione glanced at his lap, and at the floor, where all the crumbs had fallen-he looked
down too
"oh-heehee..i guess I did" he said sheepishly
"Malfoy!"
"What?"
" You ate everything!"
" so what, I'm a growing boy:
" I'm hungry!"
" so, get more s'mores, hey that rhymed"
" ugh, but I don't want to go the the kitchens and it's late, and besides, you're the one
who ate it all, so you should get it for me!"
"well…."
"well what?"
" I'll go with you……..if you want"
Hermione was shocked "really?..with me?"
" yeah, I'm thirsty anyway…. I need a tall glass of milk, and one last s'more"
Hermione rolls her eyes " really Malfoy, how do you pack it all in?"
" I'm an athlete remember, so I work off half of what I eat, so, you up for it?"
" I'm not sure..filch might catch us"
" woman, we are heads remember, we have no curfew, and trust me, he won't"
" oh, alright then, but if we get caught, it's all your fault"
" yeah, yeah, whatever. To the kitchens!"
It was that nights that the icy barrier between the two heads were broken. They talked
like they were old friends; they talked about their lives, friends, families and school. They
talked about everything over two glasses of milk and a plate of s'mores.
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There..i update 2 again…its quite long…..so yeah…..now I'm tired…so I think I'mm gonna go…hope you like these….more reviews please..tell me what you think…till next time..tatah!
