"Well, the weather's definitely getting chillier." Hermione said, as herself and Draco walked down the cobbled pathway of Hogsmeade. It was nearly two in the afternoon, although Hogsmeade wasn't particularly busy, since most of Hogwarts was still in school. Draco glanced down at her. Hermione caught his eye for a second, before both of them focused on the way they were walking. Hermione cleared her throat, and remembered something she'd been meaning to ask.
"So Malfoy, I saw some interesting posters in your room this morning." Hermione said slowly, and turned her head to raise an eyebrow meaningfully. Draco just looked down at her with a look of disdain.
"Your point is?" He asked, his eyes flicking to the many of the shops rising on either side of them.
"Nothing. I simply pity the girls whose feelings you've played with." Hermione replied airily. Draco frowned.
"Is that any of your business? It's not like it involves you in any way." Draco said, digging his hands in his pockets.
"I was just saying." Hermione mumbled. "It's almost like you've never loved anyone properly before." She continued, talking to herself. Draco turned to her with an angry and accusing stare. They both stopped walking.
"So maybe I have, maybe I haven't." Draco said, looking icily at Hermione. "It's none of your business, anyway." He finished. Hermione opened her mouth to reply, but Draco shook his head, his eyes as hard as stone. "Don't be so sure and quick to say things like. Don't act like you know me. Because you don't."
And with that, Draco walked away, his fingers coming up to turn the collar of his coat up, and leaving Hermione behind.
It was certainly going to be an interesting day out.
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A/N: Please please please forgive me for this wait, and the pathetically short chapter. I'm starting to lose inspiration, but I'm going to fight for this story, because I love writing it. I understand if I've lost the majority of the readers. :S