Say something anything, smile, ANYTHING thought Draco. His mind was racing, his palms were sweating. He didn't know what to do!
"Granger!" He said a little more harshly than he would have liked.
"Fine, if your going to be like that I'll just go!" she said rising to leave.
"NO, don't go. I...I'm sorry; I didn't mean it like that."
He said but she wasn't paying attention because Ron Weasley had just burst in eyes blazing, nostrils flaring; everyone stopped and stared. He stormed over grabbed Hermione's arm and started to drag her away. She struggled frantically but stayed silent.
Draco sat there staring after her, horrified at what he'd just seen; he was confused and scared for her. Hours passed and he just sat there waiting for her to come back but she didn't Eventually, Madam Pince came over and told him to get out.
He went to the library the next day hoping Hermione would be there, at around 1 pm she came in. She had a black eye; she had obviously tried to conceal it but failed miserably. She sat in her usual place, this time it was Draco's turn to be the unexpected friendly face!
He gathered all his confidence and swaggered over, collapsed into the chair next to her and said "What's up?"
"Oh, nothing", Her voice was shaking.