thought I would try my hand at a Dramione fic, Dracotok has ruined my life (give me a follow if you know what I'm talking about) but its one of my favourite pairings and wanted to give it a bash, it will be a one shot, but let me know what you think!
another dull night spent in the library, another night watching Hermione Granger read until closing, her coffee coloured curls fell forward framing her face, resting her head on her hand as she read through the potions book looking at the ingredients before writing them down and moving onto the next page, she looked up slightly, sighed and shook her head, I hid further into the stacks keeping myself hidden from her view, Granger looked back down at the book and started reading again.
This was now becoming a habit, every night, just after 6 o'clock she would come here and I would follow behind and watch while she studied, I don't know why this has become my routine, why I can't stop myself following her, watching her, I've started to notice little things that she does while she works on an essay or is reading the material for transfiguration, noticing all the little movements of her face when she was working out the answer to a question, how she would stop on occasion, lean back in her chair sigh before continuing
I knew from our shared heads dorm that she was having nightmares, just like me. It brought me some sick form of comfort to know I wasn't the only one having trouble sleeping, I had thought about getting her some dreamless sleep drought brought to her room, but again that side of me relished in the company when she couldn't sleep, sitting in front of the fire occupying one side each of the three seater couch in our dorm room while each of us in turn reading a book or studying, never engaging in conversation at any point before retreating back to bed, looking back at Granger she had started to pack up her books and parchment, waiting for her to leave before following behind, as she walked back to the heads dorm room, I watched as she whispered the password. waited and minute before walking inside.
I waited a further 10 minutes before following in behind her.
as I walked in she was stood in the moderate sized kitchen making tea, she turned round as I walked in and smiled "would you like a cup of tea?"
i stood, frozen for a minute before stiffly nodding my head
"Great, how many sugars and do you take milk?" Hermione asked, I looked at each freckle that covered her nose, avoiding eye contact.
I cleared my throat slightly before answering "1 please, and yes I take milk"
"okay! it will be ready in a few minutes, i'm just waiting on the kettle boiling, i'm just going to get changed, I'll be right back" she smiled as she walked towards her room, i followed her until the door shut, not moving from my spot, frozen in place, shaking my head I walked towards my room following her lead to change, I closed the door slowly turning into the royal blue room and walking towards my chest of drawers, pulling out some plain black bottoms and a grey T-shirt, sitting on the bed while I got changed.
I wondered most nights what her room looked like, if it was a similar set out to mine, with a standard wardrobe and chest of drawers, a double bed, and a desk, all my furniture was dark mahogany, my bed covered in emerald green sheets and cover, however not the best when it gets cold, i looked down towards my left arm making sure my glamour was still there before walking out into the room,
Hermione was sitting on one side of the three seater couch, cup of tea in hand with a book open reading silently, I looked at my side and seen a a cup on the table in front of my seat.
Sitting down I picked up the mug blowing away the steam before taking a drink, feeling the slight burn as it moved down my throat I looked towards Hermione, eye brows raised,
"fire whiskey" She shrugged taking a drink of her own,
"Didn't peg you as one to spike their tea" I smiled looking towards her
"Helps me sleep, thought it might help you" she shrugged again, looking over towards the fire, the amber light and shadows dancing over her skin, I looked up towards her eyes, like melted hunny, curls the colour of caramel in the amber light.
"And you never went with dreamless sleep?" I asked quietly, she looked towards me and smiled slowly and shook her head.
"Nope, I find bad dreams are better then no dreams at all" she looked at me, meeting my gaze.
"So what makes you think I can't sleep?" I asked running a hand through my hair.
"I hear you... I hear you shouting in your sleep, so I have on occasions when it sounds really bad come in and woke you up, I leave before you are fully awake and sit out here and wait and each and every time you come and sit until we feel comfortable enough to go back to sleep..." " Hermione stated, her voice going quite as she trailed off.
"I...sorry what?" I asked looking towards the Gryffindor princess "You have come into my room while I have been sleeping?"
"Only when it sounds like a really bad dream" She whispered looking towards me again, taking another drink of her tea "Just to make sure your okay, your dreams, they seem horrible, what do you dream about that has you so worked up that you start shouting in your sleep?" she questioned
I looked at her, glancing at the scar on her arm, feeling my throat start to close up, I licked my lips before answering "i...uh" I looked towards the ground "I...uh...its the night at the manor, when my aunt Bella was... I wanted to stop her, but I didn't know how, my father had a grip on my arm, whispered in my ear if i tried anything he would hurt my mother, she was innocent in all this, never took a side, she was neutral, she didn't want to fight she never did, she just wanted me safe, when my aunt was using the cruciatus curse I was trying to remember the wandless shield spell but I couldn't" I stopped, wiping the traitor tears that had fallen "I couldn't stop it, it haunts my dreams, mocking me, that there was nothing I could do"
"Draco..." Hermione whispered, i looked up at her, tears trailing down her face and collecting at her chin "That wasn't your fault, you couldn't put yourself or your mother in danger, you had already helped us before that, when you never told them it was Harry, and your mother, she lied and told Voldemort that Harry was dead, you did everything you could"
"What do you dream about?" I asked changing the subject.
"Sometimes it's that night, others it's one of Harry's memories, when he used that horrible spell on you, i took it from him" Hermione smiled slightly "i needed to see the damage that stupid fucking book had caused, so i could destroy it before anyone else could get their hands on it, that is the one that keeps me up at night, seeing you struggle and then when Harry used that spell, and you nearly died" Hermione smiled again "I know its stupid, I wasn't even there, I shouldn't let it effect me as much as it does but..." she trailed of placing on hand on either side of her on the couch.
I reached over and took her hand, still drinking my tea, Hermione laced her fingers between mine "i thought I would be lonely this year, back at Hogwarts without Harry and Ron, but its been nice, sharing a dorm with you"
"yeah, it has" I agreed
"Draco can I ask you something?" Hermione asked, looking towards me again
"I guess so" I smiled
"Why do you watch me study in the library every night?"
"what?" i asked trying to keep the shock off my face "i have no idea what your on about Granger" I lied but I could feel my blood running cold and my cheeks started to heat up.
"Draco there's no point lying about it, your kind of hard to miss" Hermione giggled
"Right, fine, i have no idea why I watch you, its become a habit I can't seem to break" I mumbled.
"Its nothing to be ashamed of Draco, I was just curios" Hermione smiled
"I started doing it when we came back to school, and it became part of my routine, how did you know I was following you?"
"Like I said, your kind of hard to miss" Hermione smirked "Pansy told me, we've become quite good friends, her and Ginny get on really well, I guess that's the point of all the 6th and 7th years sharing a common room"
"I am going to kill her when I see her" I groaned, leaning back in the chair and pushing the heels of my hands into my eyes till I could see stars while Hermione laughed "why did she tell you?"
"Honestly you would need to ask her" Hermione smiled "i'm going to make another cup of tea, do you want one?"
"No thanks, however a fire whiskey on its own would be fine" I smiled as she headed towards the kitchen, returning a few minutes later with a glass filled with the spicy amber liquid
"Do you think it will get easier?" I asked turning towards her
"what?" Hermione asked taking a sip from the steaming cup
"Sleeping, I haven't had a full nights sleep since I was 16, I don't like taking dreamless sleep and don't want to get drunk every night" I stated lifting the glass to my lips
"I suppose in time it will, like everything else, it gets better with time" Hermione smiled.
I smiled back, she was right, time heals all wounds.