Prompt: A year after your death...
Pairing: Dramione
"A year after your death, no one cares about you. Your family stops bringing you flowers. They don't care about you anymore." Whined Peeves. "So, I shall make my own flowers." He cackled, and then proceeded to stuff fake flowers in all the suits of armor throughout the castle.
"I'm going to be late!" Cried Hermione as she tried to push her way through a hall full of flowers. "Who did this?"
"Granger?" came a voice.
"Yeah!...Wait, Malfoy?"
"Great, my dream come true. To be stuck in a hallway of flowers with the mudblood."
"Why don't you do something productive to get us out of here?"
"Are you a witch or not? Get yourself out of here!"
"Accio Malfoy!"
Malfoy's body cleared a path through the petals as it zoomed towards her.
"Great, now we're soooo much better off."
"A reductor curse by itself wouldn't do any good, so if we do it together, it might work better."
"I guess it's worth a shot..."
"3"
"2"
"1! Reducto!!!" They both yelled, and all the flowers fell in ashes to the ground from the force of the spell.
"We did it!"
"You're sooo observant Granger." He sneered.
Hermione stood on her toes and quickly kissed his cheek, before turning to go to the dungeons for double potions.
Draco gently touched his cheek and watched after her, shaking his head as he followed her down to the dungeons.