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I need a map of your head,
Translate it into English
So I can learn to not make your frown
Clean -Incubus
Hermione awoke with a start. Suddenly everything came into view. She immediately knew she wasn't in her room. She was settled into a mahogany four posted bed with very detailed carving and the bedspread was a deep green. Hermione's stomach lurched forward and she suddenly felt nauseated. She was in Malfoy's room.
"Are you feeling any better Granger?"
Hermione's eyes slid into a glare.
"What happened? Why am I in your room?" she demanded
Draco smirked. "You fell asleep crying in my arms, don't you remember?"
All the past events from last night came rushing into her memory.
She had fallen asleep in Draco's arms. She had been that vulnerable and weak. Hermione climbed out of the bed and reached for the doorknob when Draco grabbed her arm.
"I asked you a question, are you feeling any better?"
Hermione let out a bitter laugh. "Why do you even care, it's not like I'm your favorite person, and vice versa."
Draco stopped grinning his expression became cold again. "Fine don't give a shit that I brought you up here. I didn't touch you, I slept in the common room."
He walked out and slammed the door behind him. Hermione became even angrier and threw a green silk pillow at the door. Putting on her coat, she stormed outside and into her own dormitory. For once Draco had actually done something nice in his life. But what was the motive behind his sudden change? Was he just going to go back to his old ways? She didn't hate the guy, but she didn't love him exactly either. They could never be friends they were nearly mortal enemies. He detested people who were not pure blood. But there was something more to him. Hermione could see it. Even though he walked around Hogwarts like he owned the damn place, Hermione could see that the little rich boy was just an act. Draco was a mess. And she could sense it.
Draco scowled as he patrolled the nearly empty halls. He slumped down on an armchair and stared outside. Fluffy snowflakes were softly flying from the sky, and the grounds looked like a winter wonderland. But none of that Christmas rubbish made him happy. He had tried being nice to Hermione, carrying her up three flights of stairs and tucking her into bed. And what did he get as a reward? A very grumpy Granger. I should have just gone home and faced the hell known as my father he thought to himself. It's better than spending it was a PMS-y muggle bitch. His thoughts were suddenly intreuppted by Hermione bounding down the stairs. He shot her a nasty look.
"Come to taunt me more mudblood?"
Hermione bit her lip and paced back and forth
I cant believe I'm actually saying this to him she thought to herself.
"I'm sorry the way I reacted this morning and I want to thank you for what you did." She replied in shaky voice.
Before Draco could speak, she continued.
"It's not fair you know, I have a lot of pressure with my current position as Head Girl. I'm the one doing all the work while all you do is sit on your arse doing absolutely nothing. And I'm sick of it Draco, I really am. I was on the edge of a nervous breakdown. Right now we're in a situation when we don't know when the war is going to start, or even if I'm safe with you…."
Draco interrupted her. " What do you mean if you're not safe with me? I'm not like my father Granger, I don't want to follow in my father's footsteps and be stuck in a deranged prison. I'm not a fucking deatheater. And as the whole Head Boy position, I haven't been In the mood to do such silly tasks." He replied with a lazy wink
Hermione's face turned red. "Malfoy, you're such a prat! You leave everything up to me and expect me to be okay with it, you don't understand what I'm going through!" she retorted angrily.
Draco snorted "Don't know what you're going, Granger? What the fuck do you have to worry about? You have everything! Can't you get it throught your thick skull? Do I need to draw a map of your head to see what you're thoughts are? You have parents who actually know you exist, even Potty and Weasel care about you! You were named Head Girl and you think you have it bad? You must be bloody mental!"
Hemione blinked. She hadn't been prepared of such a proclaim.
"Mental? You think I'm mental Malfoy? You're the one who is rich and have everything planned out for you. Admit it, you're a spoiled prat and you know it!"
Draco laughed. "You think my parents care about me? My mother spend thousands of Galleons a year on spells and potions to make her look younger, she to obsessed in her vanity to even remember that she has a son! She drinks every night to forget that the famous Lucius Malfoy is in prison! My father is a has been, and he was the one that made my child hood a fucking living hell! I nearly raised myself Granger, I don't believe in my parents. Money can't buy you happiness, that's only what you fucking muggles think."
Hermione stayed silent a few minutes and looked into his eyes.
"I'm sorry," She said quietly "I didn't know."
Draco mumbled something about "Whatever" and sat on the armchair once more.
"I actually try to do something nice for you and you take it the wrong way, you think I'm an evil heartless person but I'm more than that. I'm not always an arse you know." He added with a bit of a smile
Hermione actually giggled.
"Then all these years, why did you tease me?"
Draco shrugged.
"You were such an easy target, and I got a kick out of it. You we're so stubborn, plus I loved pissing Weasley off. He fancies you."
Hermione blushed "That's long over, it was something unrequited, and he shags every girl he gets so it's actually kind of sad."
Draco grinned. "Whatever happened to that mumbling idiot? Viktor Krum?"
Hermione laughed, "Eh, he was a weird sort of mate, and I really didn't connect with him. I haven't found somebody on that level yet. Speaking of old flames, whatever happened to you and Pansy?"
"She was a lost cause, a slag really. Rumor has it she went down on every boy in Slytherin, and even though my Mum adored her, I had to get rid of her, she was such a dingy bitch."
Hermione laughed harder "I agree."
The two sat in silence for a few minutes, just thinking their own thoughts.
"Hermione?" Draco asked
Hermione looked up, half shocked that he had called her by her name.
"Would you like to join me for some hot chocolate this evening?"
"I sure would, Draco."
And both went off side by side silently towards the Great Hall