Okay! Another day, another chapter!
Hermione/Draco. Don't own anything.
----- Chapter 5: Drinks ----- (Draco's POV)
The guy Granger was dancing with earlier went over to her once everyone had left. Just to set the record straight, I think it was clever of Granger to use the disillusionment charms, but she's still a mudblood.
"Bye, Raz," Hermione said.
'Hmm. Raz. That's a funny name. It still doesn't tell me if that kid's a guy or girl, though. I'll have to ask Granger later.'
Raz bent down and kissed Hermione lightly on the cheek. Surprisingly, Hermione pushed him away slightly playfully, but also serious. He didn't look put-out or anything, but just smiled, got in his car, and left.
Hermione saw the confused look on my face. "What?" she asked once she was standing by me, watching Raz drive away.
"Is that a guy or a girl?"
"What if I said I don't know?"
I looked disgusted, "You'd let someone kiss you without knowing if it was a boy or girl?"
She laughed, "Malfoy. Listen. It was a friendly kiss, like a goodbye kiss between best friends, so it wouldn't matter, would it?"
At this, she started to walk in the direction of the police cars.
"Granger! Wait up!" I yelled, wanting more than ever to get back to the pub and my nice, warm bed.
She turned and waited, watching me run to catch up. Then, we walked in silence past the woman by the police cars and found ourselves in Diagon Alley outside the pub.
I turned to her, "How'd you do that?"
She chuckled at her own cleverness, "A new spell I made up. It's a black hole spell, like a portkey, but it's quicker and safer. You can't trace it, either. You just step where you place the spell and it'll take you to another place where the spell's been placed. It's complicated," she added at the baffled look on my face.
"What room number are you?" I asked her as we walked into the reception area and up the stairs to the corridor.
"Five. You?"
"Four. I think ours are joined."
"Yeah. Mine has a fireplace. You want some cocoa?" she asked me. This girl was not the same as the shy Granger I used to know.
"I guess so. If you insist."
She smiled at this and said, "I didn't insist, Malfoy. You don't have to come if you don't want to." We had come to the door to her room, "It's a yes or no question. Do you want cocoa?"
"Yes," I blushed.
She smirked and I blushed a deeper red than before. 'How can she do this to me? She's acting like she knows my thoughts. Mmmm, marshmallows.'
Hermione made the cocoa while I sat on the floor staring at the cat on her bed, "Your cat hates me."
"Don't be a prat, Malfoy. He doesn't hate you… He just severely dislikes you."
"Huh. I'm not worried about some stupid cat." I turned around to face the fire. That was a mistake. Crookshanks, I later learned the barbarian's name, leapt onto my head. Using it as a launch pad to propel himself across the room at an alarming speed and land atop the dresser.
I stood up screeching, "My hair! You stupid cat! My hair! I need gel!"
Hermione spat her cocoa out. She started to laugh and I joined in, picking up my cup and taking a drink of the tepid beverage. Warmth spread through my body. I felt like I could have just fallen asleep right there.
"Well, I'm kind of tired. You can stay longer if you like. I'm just going to change real quick. You wanna stay and talk or what?"
"Yeah, I'll stay. Let me change and we can have a nice little 'chat' Plus I want more cocoa," I grinned childishly.
I went back to my room and changed. This was going to be interesting.
-----tbc-----
There! I know there isn't like a certain length that these are, but, hey! I'm posting them pretty close together. So, that's all for now.
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