Okay it's going to be a threeshot oopsies. I'm just sooo lazy today and I want to go draw sighs
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Malfoy ignored his pursuers commands to stop, continuing to sprint through the woods as fast as his legs could take him. He eventually stopped, lungs burning and eyes stinging, he leant over, panting and coughing, not hearing Hermiones footsteps behind him anymore. She panted, looking around desperately before seeing him a few feet in front of her. She frowned. "H-hey, stop running Malfoy!" She yelled out at him, chest heaving slightly.

He groaned, glancing back at the woman. "Sod off Granger!" He hissed, continuing to run onward. He didn't get very far before his foot caught on a root, sending him to the ground crying out in a mixture of shock and pain. He always acted so brave and tough, but once injured he turned into a whimpering sobbing mess. Moron. She sighed, running over to him and leaning down, still panting. "M-Malfoy you moron!" She hissed at him, the boy just glaring up at her, tears in his eyes. "W-why the fuck are you even following me, mudblood?" Draco spat, groaning.

She sighed, sitting down and looking around. "Because you can't be running off into the woods all alone like some reckless idiot, you prat." She said, leaning back against a tree, shivering in the cool afternoon air. "A-and why do you care, Granger?" He asked, sitting up and rubbing his ankle, wincing. Damn it, he was such a klutz sometimes, it was a wonder he hadn't broken anything yet. She paused, unable to find an answer to such an unexpected question. Wait, why did she even care? He would always harass her, and call her names, and he wasn't even in the same House she was, so no loss of points for her, but...

"Listen to me when I am talking to you." Malfoy hissed, bringing her attention from her thoughts and back to him. "W-what?" Hermione asked. He rolled his eyes, leaning back on a large root behind him. "I said why do you care so much?" He asked, eyeing her suspiciously. To be honest he didn't really mind. Sure, she was a mudblood, know-it-all smartass, but... No one else seemed to care this much about him. "W-well..." She said, trying to make up something that didn't seem too... Odd. "W-what if your father found out you ran off? He would blame the first person he made eye contact with, and I don't want anyone from Gryffindor getting blamed for your absence..." She said, staring over into his eyes.

He nodded silently, looking away and observing the area. "Granger where are we?" Draco asked, sitting up and looking around the area, slightly worried. Maybe he shouldn't have ran... Hermione's attention was suddenly brought to their whereabouts, as she looked around. "For once i'm... Not sure." She said, standing up and dusting herself off. His expression turned worried and he looked around the area quickly. She started walking off when he grabbed her wrist, pulling her back. "N-no! Don't leave me out here!" He demanded, staring up at her.

Hermione stared down at him, flushing and yanking away from him. "Don't grab me, and calm down, panicking isn't going to help us..." She said, sighing as she sat back down. He shivered, looking away and sighing. "A-are we going to die?" He asked, glancing at her worriedly. She scoffed, shaking her head. "Don't be silly, we'll be fine just as long as neither of us go running off again." Hermione said, looking around the area again.

Draco nodded slowly, pulling his legs up to his chest and wincing again. "D-do you have anything in that bag of yours for my foot?" He asked, refusing to make eye contact with her. She glanced at his ankle, which was already looking a bit swollen. "Let me check..." She said, pulling her bag onto her lap and rummaging through it. She pulled out Harry's cloak, a few books, which she hesitantly set on the ground, and finally, some bandages. "Here, this is all I have." Hermione said, putting the other things away and glancing at him.

He nodded, sighing and hesitantly stretching his leg out, resting it on her lap. She rolled his pant leg up, pulling off his shoe and sock, slowly and carefully wrapping the bandages around his swollen ankle. She pulled out her wand soon after, Draco tensing slightly. She noticed, figuring he thought she was going to attack him. "Relax, i'm going to use a spell to dull the pain." She said, Draco relaxing slightly and looking away. Hermione gently pressed the wand to his ankle, mumbling something before pulling away, putting her wand back into her pocket. "Feel any better?"

He moved his foot jestingly, nodding slowly. "T-thanks..." The blonde mumbled, still refusing to look at her. She smiled softly, putting the rest of the bandages away and shivering. He looked over at her, rubbing his arm slightly. "Are we going to have to spend the night out here?" He asked, frowning slightly. She sighed, looking around the area and leaning back against the tree. "I think so, it's going to get dark soon, and you being injured it's too dangerous to travel back to Hogwarts..." Hermione said, sighing in defeat.

He groaned, sighing and leaning his head back, staring up into the treetops. "Bloody great, now I have to spend the night with you..." He grumbled, crossing his arms. She scoffed, glaring at him. "You shouldn't talk to me like that Malfoy, especially considering I just nursed your wounds." Hermione said, still frowning at him. He snorted, rolling his eyes and shivering. They sat in silence for a while longer, occasionally shivering and sighing, rarely glancing at one another.

Eventually Hermione hesitantly stood up, grabbing her cloak and staring down at Draco, who was frowning up at her, albeit slightly curious. "What are you up to, Granger?" He asked, eyeing her suspiciously. "Um... It's getting colder, and it's going to be freezing after the sun goes down so..." She said, fidgeting slightly and clinging to the cloak. He leaned back, sighing in disbelief and staring up into the trees. "Oh for Gods sake, you're not suggesting we sleep together are you?" He asked, looking over at her.

She sighed, glaring at him. "I-it's not like I want to!" She exclaimed, sighing. "I just don't feel like freezing to death, do you?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. He sighed, glancing up at her. "...So be it." Draco muttered, sighing in defeat and looking away. She flushed, nodding and hesitantly sitting down next to him and draping the cloak over both of them, shivering and moving so she was up against him. He stared off into the distance as she did this, really not feeling like staring at her while she did this.

After she settled in she finally noticed the sun setting, the light that was able to come through the thick leaves finally creeping away, leaving them in near darkness. She shivered, moving as close to the blonde man as she could, pulling her bag close to her chest. "Damn it woman stop rubbing up against me, any closer and you'll be on top of me." Draco warned, glaring at her through the darkness. She flushed, looking away. "I-I'm sorry... I'm just... Scared." She admitted, wrapping her arms around herself. He raised an eyebrow, glancing at her through the darkness, now barely able to see her features, although he could easily see the fear and uncertainly in her eyes.

"Oh shut it, we'll be fine..." Draco said, sighing and leaning closer to her, shivering slightly and trying to ignore the hot feeling in his face. What? He couldn't help it, the closest he ever was to anyone else was when he was pinning them against something and filling their ears with threats, not cuddling up to them with the fear of freezing. She hesitantly leaned her head onto his shoulder, Malfoy tensing slightly at the intimate contact. Fine, if she wanted to make this awkward, two could play at that game.