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Thoughts of Blushing
For the first time in her life, Hermione Granger did poorly in lessons of the day
For the first time in her life, Hermione Granger did poorly in lessons of the day. It was because her mind was replaying her encounter last night with Draco.
He had asked if she okay…he had called her Hermione…he had offered her his hand…
Most importantly, he had blushed…and it wasn't a joke. She knew he was sincere, because he ran. A sign of fear. Fear of what, is what she wanted to know.
The blush, though, stuck out in her mind. It was nighttime, and still she had seen the glow of reddish-pink. However, it had been close to full moon, and the light was bright...
Hermione sighed. There was only one way to regain her concentration, and that was to simply talk to Draco...She cringed at the last word. Since when had she…?
'Draco is just a name. He called me Hermione so it's not strange that I thought Draco instead of Malfoy,' Hermione thought as she walked quickly walked along the corridor. 'I'm just curious why he…blushed,' Hermione had taken a while to convince herself of these thoughts, but even now she was dreading another encounter with Draco Malfoy. But it had been almost a month now, and she had not heard one word from him, nor had she seen him for more than a second after Potions.
'There is only one way to corner him. He won't stay long enough after lessons for me to talk to him, I can't walk over to the Slytherin table, and I won't go anywhere near their common room. So I've got to catch him…at night.'
Only one time did Hermione wonder how intense Draco's blush must have been in order for her to see it in the semi-darkness. This was because the most puzzling of things happened; Hermione felt herself blushing very madly too.
I barely changed anything in this chapter. Anyway, read and review, flames welcome.