A/N- Another short chapter. Sorry! I might update in a few days with a different version. No new plot points or anything, but this isn't my best work, and it might be interesting to see where I can go with it. No promises, though. And I'm sorry this one isn't great. I've had a couple of big projects I've had to work on for school, so I didn't have a lot of time to write. Anyway, enjoy, and please review, and look out for updates in case I decide to do that!
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Draco knew he shouldn't have done it. He should be cutting her out, acting like his same cruel self. And he'd just done the exact opposite. He'd reached out. What the fuck was he doing? And with a fucking note, no less. He thought he'd been clear enough at the time, but now he was beginning to second-guess. What if she thought he was trying to make amends? Start over? He wasn't sure he could bear having to try to spell it out for her. The situation was hard enough for him as it was.
Get a grip, Draco, he chided himself. That's not going to happen. She's not an idiot. But then a horrible thought occurred to him. What if she wasn't thinking straight? She'd seemed fine during their brief encounter, but who knew? An image of her hunched-over, sobbing figure, perched on a bathroom sink, presented itself in his mind's eye. And that had just been over a bad grade! If she'd felt the same as he had, she must be a wreck. He shook his head. No. Hermione wasn't like that. She wouldn't get worked up over ths. Of course she wouldn't. She was far too practical for that. Besides, he doubted she felt the same way he did. No, he commanded himself. Stop. You don't care. You don't. He scowled as he ducked into a classroom, shaking his head in a vain attempt to banish thoughts of Hermione - no, Granger, from his mind.
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A/N- I'm sorry about the length, but I hope you enjoyed, and stay tuned for potential updates!
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