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Chapter 7
Hermione's POV:
" Walking up the stairs, la la la la la. Gunna change my clothes la la la la la." What the? Is someone singing?
" Ouch!" Who hit me? " Malfoy?"
" How do you know my name?" I think I would know you. " I'm sorry I didn't sleep with you last night! I was in Granger's bed!" Say what? " I'm not cheating!"
" Cheating on who?" Don't laugh! Be nice, Hermione!
" Why are you in my bed?"
" You were in mine." You sleep like a damn log.
" You should have woken me up."
" I tried." Many times.
" Not hard enough."
" Oh, shut up!" I said and got up. I grabbed my stuff and walked to the door. Before I left I turned and smiled at him. " You were cheating on your sheets with mine, huh?" And with that said, I left. It would be very rude to laugh in his face! In Potions class, I was partnered with Malfoy. He's not being very attentive though…
" Pass the dragons scales."
" Huh?"
" I said, pass the…"
" Yeah, here." He said, shoving it in my hands.
" Well, gee, thanks!" I said sarcastically.
" Welcome." He said and smirked at me when I glared. A few hours later Malfoy looked a little pale.
" Granger, take me to the Hospital Wing."
" You sick?" Stupid question.
" Why would I ask you to take me there if I wasn't?" Silence fell between us as we were walking there. I hate when it's quiet!
" You never asked." It looked like he was about to say something but we were at the door of the HW. Madam Pomfrey came to us.
" Yes?"
" I'm feeling a little under the weather." Malfoy said.
" Well, why don't you lay down for a while." She turned to me. " You may leave."
" No! I want her to stay." Wah…?
" Why?" I asked.
" Because this is probably a side effect from that stupid fire." It is NOT!
" Whatever." I sat down next to his bed. I am going to be as nice as possible. Remember, he's sick.
" Are you sick too?" I looked up at him.
" No…"
" Okay." After that, we sat there. I looked at Malfoy.
" Malfoy, you alright? You're gagging."
" I…gag…know…gag…that…" He's not gunna…" I'm going to throw up!"
" Get out of the bed! Come on!" He stood up to get to the waste basket and missed.
" MALFOY!" Be nice, be nice, be nice. I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!
"Oops." Oops is right!
" What is going on here? Miss Granger!" Madam Pomfrey ran to me and cleaned me up with a spell. She turned to Malfoy. " I trust you are feeling better now?"
" Much." He turned to me. "Oh, and I'm…sor…sorr.."
" Out with it!"
" I'm sorry I puked on you." I am shocked. Malfoy, sorry? Yeah, okay, he just doesn't want to die today.
" At least you're feeling better. Let's go back to our common room so you can lie down." I'm going to kill him with niceness. Something he's not used to, he'll go crazy. When we got back to our quarters I set him on his bed. " All better?"
" Yeah…" He looked kinda scared. HA! Poor him, oh well.
Later that day Malfoy and I were sitting in our common room. It's quite nice, actually, no one talked. We both just sat there and did homework. Well, he did homework, I was just reading. An owl came to Malfoy. Eww, that's one ugly owl. He opened his letter and began to read. When he finished he sat up, looking upset.
" What's wrong?"
" Nothing." He said and ran out of the room into his. Sure didn't seem like nothing. I better go check on him.
" Malfoy?" No sound. " Malfoy, let me in. What's going on?" Still nothing. " Draco, please." That did it. The door opened up and inside I found a distraught Malfoy. He was on his bed trying to wipe tears away. I walked over to his bed and sat down on it. " What's wrong?" I said, almost in a whisper.
" Nothing." He said, still trying to compose himself.
" Draco..."
" Don't address me so informally. I am not your friend!" Ouch.
" Then would you like me to call over your friends?" His eyes widened.
"NO! No one can ever know about…this!" He said waving his hands over his body. " It's not like a Malfoy to…to…."
" Show emotion?" That's it, now I'm dead.
" Yeah." What? No 'Mudblood, how dare you?' Strange…
" I'll only promise if you tell me what's wrong."
" How Slytherin of you, Granger."
" I've just been around you too much." He turned to me.
" Here." Without another word he threw the letter into my hands and walked into the bathroom. I heard it lock.
Dear Mr. Malfoy,
We are sorry to inform you that your mother, Narcissa Malfoy, has been murdered. By who, we do not know. We are investigating the situation. Your father has been contacted. Feel free to owl any concern.
C. Fudge
Minister Of Magic
That's horrible. His mother died? This letter made it sound like they didn't give a damn about what happened to her. No wonder why he's crying his eyes out! I would cry too if my mother died and the letter informing me sounded like a Christmas invitation. I better go get him.
" So, now you know. Now promise me." I jumped and turned around. How long has he been there?
" I'm so sorry, Draco!" I ran up to him to give him a hug but he stepped back.
" I can handle it. I am a Malfoy."
" Draco, your mother just died and you're worried about the Malfoy NAME?"
" No…"
" What then?" He looked at me and then pushed me to the floor.
" Investigation? They are not looking for the murderer! If they were looking then they would know well that it was HIM!" He bellowed.
" Who, Draco? Who?" I said getting up. Who the hell would want to kill his mother?
" My father." Malfoy fell to the floor and sobbed. I rushed over to him. I held him and he cried openly. He held on to me after trying to pull away and not being able to.
" I'm sorry, Draco. Shh, it's okay. You're alright, I'm here." Like that'll make any difference.
" I know. Thank you, Hermione." What did he just call me? Did he just say…
" Hermione, let go, I'm suffocating."
" Who cares about breathing at a time like this, we're connecting!" Did I just say that out loud?
" Connecting, huh? I know many different ways to…uh, connect." I could just feel his cocky grin. I pushed him away lightly and stood up.
" You just ruined it, connection's gone." He just looked up at me and smiled. And when I say smile I mean smile. No, smirk, grin, or anything. Malfoy may be human after all. He stood up and sat in one of his chairs.
" Does this mean we're friends now?" He asked. No, I'm serious. He really did ask that!
" I guess, if you want to be." He wants to be my friend?
" We would have to keep it under raps because of my…"
" Reputation?" I finished for him.
" That and my father." I looked at him and he smiled again.
" So, what do we do to make it look like we hate each other?" I asked. He stood up and grinned. As quick as that grin came a scowl came right after.
" Granger, I'm telling you, if you don't get out my room now I'll…"
" You'll what?" I said, taking out my wand. We kind of just stared at each other and then burst out laughing.
" We need to do something big."
" I know!" I said.
" What?" I binded him " GRANGER!"
" See, it's perfect." I said, stepping back to see my handy work. " Try to move."
" I can't." He said dryly.
" Good. Now let's go get some dinner." I started walking out of his room.
" HOW?"
" Roll."
" Oh yes, I'll just roll into the Great Hall. Granger, why are you looking at me like that?"
Draco's POV:
Later that day Granger and I were sitting in our common room. We just sat there and did homework. My owl, Blacky, came to me. I opened my letter and began to read.
Dear Mr. Malfoy,
We are sorry to inform you that your mother, Narcissa Malfoy, has been murdered. By who, we do not know. We are investigating the situation. Your father has been contacted. Feel free to owl any concern.
C. Fudge
Minister Of Magic
When I finished I sat up. I must have looked upset because Granger was looking at me.
" What's wrong?"
" Nothing." I said and ran out of the room into mine. After a few, Granger came in.
" Malfoy?" Go away. " Malfoy, let me in. What's going on?" Now. " Draco, please." Oh, FINE! I opened the door with magic and was trying to wipe my tears away. She walked over to my bed and sat down on it. " What's wrong?" she said, almost in a whisper.
" Nothing." I said, still trying to compose myself. I will not show weakness.
" Draco..."
" Don't address me so informally. I am not your friend!"
" Then would you like me to call over your friends?" Oh, God, no!
"NO! No one can ever know about…this!" I said waving my hands over my body. " It's not like a Malfoy to…to…."
" Show emotion?" Bingo.
" Yeah."
" I'll only promise if you tell me what's wrong."
" How Slytherin of you, Granger."
" I've just been around you too much." I turned to her.
" Here." Without another word I threw the letter into her hands and walked into the bathroom. After a few minutes of collecting myself I walked quietly behind her while she read. " So, now you know. Now promise me." She jumped and turned around.
" I'm so sorry, Draco!" She ran up to me to give me a hug but I stepped back. No Weakness, Draco. Remember that!
" I can handle it. I am a Malfoy."
" Draco, your mother just died and you're worried about the Malfoy NAME?"
" No…"
" What then?" I looked at her and pushed her to the floor.
" Investigation? They are not looking for the murderer! If they were looking then they would know well that it was HIM!" I bellowed. I can't do this anymore.
" Who, Draco? Who?" She said getting up.
" My father." I just can't…I fell to the ground and cried. I felt Granger hold me and I just had to cry openly. I mean, I did try to pull away but she's strong!
" I'm sorry, Draco. Shh, it's okay. You're alright, I'm here." She's here for me? After all I've done to her? Okay, if she'd willing to start over, so am I.
" I know. Thank you, Hermione." He held tighter. " Hermione, let go, I'm suffocating."
" Who cares about breathing at a time like this, we're connecting!" Connecting?
" Connecting, huh? I know many different ways to…uh, connect." I grinned. She pushed me away lightly and stood up.
" You just ruined it, connection's gone." I just looked up at her and smiled. Maybe I can have a true friend after all. I stood up and sat in one of my chairs.
" Does this mean we're friends now?" I asked. Please say yes!
" I guess, if you want to be."
" We would have to keep it under raps because of my…"
" Reputation?" I said.
" That and my father." She looked at me and I just smiled again.
" So, what do we do to make it look like we hate each other?" She asked. I stood up and grinned. I got something…
" Granger, I'm telling you, if you don't get out my room now I'll…"
" You'll what?" She said, taking out her wand. We kind of just stared at each other and then burst out laughing.
" We need to do something big." I said. I'm excited now!
" I know!" She said.
" What?" She binded me. Hey, wait, I don't like this! " GRANGER!"
" See, it's perfect." She said, stepping back to see my handy work. " Try to move."
" I can't." I said dryly. I tried!
" Good. Now let's go get some dinner." She started walking out of my room. Hello, binded!
" HOW?"
" Roll." She said, like it was the most obvious thing.
" Oh yes, I'll just roll into the Great Hall. Granger, why are you looking at me like that?"
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