Chapter 2.
Draco walked along the corridor to Mc Gonagal's office. Grumbling to himself as he drew nearer, he turned the corner and was greeted with sight of Hermione. She was obviously frantic and frustrated with Ron who was muttering about something, probably using the same explicatives he was, and for the same reason no doubt. Draco swiftly moved out of sight behind some statue nearby and listened in.
"Come on Ron!" the way she waved her hands when she spoke drew a sort of quirky smile on Draco's face, her hair was a mess but her robes were immaculate. If Draco could have frozen time he would, her stance was so… ewww!
'Why Couldn't they've had the prefects meeting on the train like they did last year" Ron whined at Hermione, "last time they had food." He added in an undertone.
"Oh would you just stop it! And come on!" with a last attempt to get Ron moving she began tugging at his sleeve. Ron muttered something indistinguishable to Draco and with a haughty sigh Hermione flung away from him and sped away. With a delayed reaction Ron soon hurried after her and called out to her to wait.
They way Hermione moved was enough to make the butterflies in Draco's stomach awaken and flutter about and turn his legs to the kind of jelly that wobbles on a plate. He had it bad. Oh God, his could not be happening!
"Ron!" pissst Hermione, giving him a swift jab in the stomach with her elbow.
"Oof! Hermione!" He whined back in a hushed undertone. They glared at each other for a split second before turning back to the severe voice of Professor McGonagal, who was reminding them of their roles as prefects and introducing the new Head Boy and Girl. Hermione glanced away from the professor with the distinct feeling of being watched. It was blatantly obvious who was staring, he made no attempt at hiding the fact by turning away, and Hermione found she unable to look away. His eyes held her in place and she felt the heat rise to her face.
Beside her, Ron drew her attention by shifting and muttering to himself. Snapping her eyes around, she focused whole-heartedly on what McGonagal was saying, but couldn't ignore Draco's stare, and she began to fiddle and shift about, drawing more attention to herself than she would have liked. Dammit! Why won't he just stop it!
Ron gave her a slightly concerned look, tilting his head like a dog, with his bangs falling across his forehead and into his eyes. Oh, he's such a sweetheart. She thought endearingly and lent into him feeling only warm comfort as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. She snuggled closer and concentrated only on Ron and the list of duties they were being given, forgetting all about Draco's consuming eyes.
Draco could have growled when Ron's arm encircled Hermione and held her close, and was practically spitting when she leaned into him. Well now, I don't have to worry about having to pick a prankee. He thought savagely. He was shaking so much that he began to draw attention from the people sitting beside him, he couldn't remember their names his mind was so obsessed with what the Gryffindor prefects were doing. McGonagal was still rambling on when Malfoy mind began to fill with devious schemes.
Everyone began to stand up as the meeting drew to an end, Draco's body rose but he was unaware of it, he also didn't notice when they were handed a piece of parchment with their passwords on them, he was trying to get closer to Hermione. Ron had been whispering in her ear and he wanted to know what about.
It wasn't until they had reached the corridor and was all heading to the great hall for dinner that he managed to get a wisp of their conversation. He was walking a fair distance behind but they were walking slowly and he was keeping to the cold long shadows that the many statues provided.
Fury raged in him, threatening to take over when those words full meaning finally grasped him.
"… You wouldn't perhaps… I mean…er…Hermione would you be my girlfriend?"
I'll kill him!
"Hey, Hermione?" Ron asked as they began walking down the corridor to the great hall, she turned towards him, he still had his arm around her (which had received a disapproving look from McGonagal) and was a comfort because she could still sense Malfoy's gaze on her, and murmured a reply.
Ron looked as though someone had just offered him a pet spider. "Um, well, do you mind if we just slow down a bit…just for a second?" She nodded her consent and Ron's ears went bright red, she smiled at his awkward sweetness, he was just so lovely.
"I was wondering…um… You wouldn't perhaps…I mean…er…Hermione would you be my girlfriend?" he gushed out at last, going redder than what should be humanly possible.
She stared at him for a full second. Oh! She hadn't been expecting that, or the warm feeling it gave her deep in her stomach. She could feel the heat rising to her face and hoped no one was around to see. She took a gulp of air, "Yes," the word tumble out with perhaps too much of a breathy sound, not that it was deliberate.
Authors Note: Sorry this chapter's so short; I will be continuing it shortly.
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