The Crash of The Hogwarts Express Chapter Four:
Draco and Hermione made something that looked sort of like a tent. It wasn't great, but it was a whole lot better than nothing. Hermione placed the lasts bits of tent on the ground so she wouldn't have to sleep on the dirt. She only put on her side. Malfoy hardly did anything, and now he was going to pay for it.
She stood up and smiled at her work. That should be good, she thought. She took the hair tie that she carries around her ankle and put her hair in a messy pony tail. It was odd. It was fall and it felt like it was over ninety degrees. She rubbed the back of her neck and a small amount of sweat was on her hand. What the-?
Hermione jumped out of her socks when she heard a deafening scream. She ran over to where Malfoy was and tried her hardest not to laugh. Tiny beads of sweat formed on his forehead and his hair was slowly frizzing. It went from silky and smooth to wavy and frizzy in just seconds.
"Don't you dare laugh, Granger!" He warned.
She couldn't help herself; she burst out in a squeaky laugh. She had trouble finding air but it was too funny. Malfoy's hands rolled into fists and he looked like he was ready to strike her.
"WHY THE HELL IS IT SO DAMN HOT?" he screamed.
Hermione stopped laughing and began fanning herself. It was getting really hot. It must be almost a hundred degrees out by now. Hermione felt her breathing quicken and sweat form all over her ripped her sweater off trying to stay cool. "I don't know," she mumbled.
Draco grabbed his hair and started freaking out. "It was just nice and cool and now it's blazing out! Is this forest enchanted or something?"
"I'm sorry, I don't remember reading a book called 'What to expect when the Hogwarts Express crashes and you're forced to live with the one you hate the most.' She rolled her eyes. If he didn't shut up, she was going to knock him out.
"You should have because all you do is read," he was pacing and running his fingers through his hair. If he pulled it any harder, his hair would fall right out of his head.
"SHUT UP! IT'S HOT AND I'M NOT IN THE MOOD FOR THIS STUPID BICKERING!" Hermione screamed. Well, that stopped him from pacing. She put her head in her hand and shook her head. The sweat from her forehead was making her hair stand up and Malfoy's hair was wet and fell against his eyes.
Hermione stood up, "I need water," she said and started walking away. She stopped at a stream and was about to drink it when someone came up from behind her and pulled her away.
"What are you doing Malfoy?"
"Saving you," he said, panting.
"What are you talking about? If I don't drink anything, I'll pass out."
He put his hands up in front of her face, "calm down. That water WILL kill you. Stick out your hands."
He was so thirsty, so she obeyed. He took out his wand and said, "Aguamente." Water pured out of his wand and Hermione drank it all. She instantly felt relieved.
"Thanks," she mumbled.
He just nodded and started walking back to the tent. It was still hot and it was suspicious.
"Maybe this is a way to keep intruders away from Hogwarts," Hermione said and Draco gave her a look. "What I mean is that it just becomes so unbearably hot that the intruders leave and never come back. It makes perfect sense," she was talking more to herself than Malfoy.
"Do you think it'll stop?" he sounded desperate and he scratched the back of his neck.
She sighed, "it should, but not for a few more hours."
"Ugh! We can cook meat in this heat!"
Hermione's mouth began to water. She was starving, but what were they supposed to eat? Of course she packed everything except food. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
She could see that Malfoy was hungry also because his eyes lit up when he thought about cooking meat. "What are we supposed to eat?"
She gave him a look, "how the hell am I supposed to know?"
"Oh, so you didn't pack food in that bag of yours?"
"No, okay? I didn't think the train would crash so I didn't!" The heat was really getting to her. She could feel the anger boiling up inside of her. It was worse that it would normally be.
Draco drank some water from his wand. "I kind of have an idea, but I doubt you'd like it."
She sat down on a rock near the tent. "I think I'll do anything at this point."
"We could eat snake," he mumbled and sat down next to her.
Her eyes widened, "snake? Where would we ever get a snake?"
He held up his wand. "Do you want it or not. 'Cause if you do, then you have to make a fire, and I'll cook it."
She would have normally said no, but anything sounded good to her right now. "Fine."
It took Hermione twenty minutes to start the fire. After that, Draco mumbled "Serpensortia" and a snake flew out of his wand. He stuck it with a stick. The sight of all the blood that gushed out of it made Hermione nauseous and unsure.
"Uh, I'm not too sure I want to eat that." She said.
He gave her a look, "it's either this or nothing."
She pouted. He was right, unfortunately.
He held the now dead snake in front of the fire and Hermione wanted to gag as she saw the blood spill out of it. "You're taking it's guts out."
He smirked, "cool."
She gave him a disgusted look, "you're gross."
"Thank you."
"That wasn't a compliment."
"I know."
"Whatever." He made no sense to her at all.
After Draco was done with all the gross stuff that Hermione couldn't look at, he cut it into eight equal pieces. Four for Hermione and four for himself. "Cheers." He held his piece up near Hermione.
She picked up a piece and touched it with his, "cheers." She couldn't help but laugh, which made him laugh as well.
She watched as he dug his teeth into it. She was too scared to try hers. "C'mon Granger, it's good."
"I don't think I can trust you."
"You can on this," he said with a mouthful and he kept eating more.
She gingerly took about out of the flesh of the snake. She smiled after she swallowed, "wow, that is really good."
"See?"
She ate the rest of the snake and was glad Malfoy thought of it. If he hadn't they'd probably starve to death.
"I'm tired, so I'm going to go to bed." Hermione said and got up. She laid down in the tent and fell asleep instantly. She didn't realize how tired she really was until now. She felt Draco move in next to her, but she ignored it. It was far too hot to think about him.
So, she fell into a dreamless sleep.
