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CHAPTER SIX: A Civil Conversation and an Eavesdropper

Draco knew he should just come back later but the door wasn't even locked. Maybe he could just leave the purse on the bed or something. He walked in quietly and looked around. The room was similar to his, but a little smaller. There was a small bed by the door with a night table on the left side. There was a small table and a Muggle telly. What didn't surprise him were the shelves and shelves of books Hermione brought with her. She always was quite a bookworm.

He tiptoed to the bed and placed the purse down. The sound of a door creaking open was heard and he looked up to face Hermione in a towel. She was still wet, and had obviously just taken a bath. There was a moment of silence and he just looked her up and down. Her skin looked baby-soft he wanted to touch it. Her hair was still wet and a stray hair brushed across her face. Her eyes weren't puffy or red anymore from crying but more filled with shock. Suddenly remembering where he was he looked away and cleared his throat while blushing slightly.

"Um…sorry for the intrusion, I just wanted to return your purse. You left it in the restaurant…" he said getting up and ready to leave.

"You don't have to leave," Hermione said involuntarily. She mentally cursed. Of course she wanted him to leave! 'Damn. What am I doing?' she thought. "I'm going to go get changed, I'll be right back—"

"You don't have to change," Draco said. He mentally kicked his own arse. 'Shit! What made me say that?' he thought.

"Um…okay?" Hermione walked a little closer to the bed clutching her towel tightly. "Uh…thanks for returning my purse," she said stupidly. He just nodded in response. A long silence occurred afterwards.

"Why were you crying?" Draco asked. His curiosity was getting to him. She looked down, sorrow reappearing in her eyes. "Sorry," he said barely over a whisper.

"My parents are getting divorced," she said quietly. 'Why am I telling him this? I can't trust him!' "My dad doesn't approve of me being a witch." 'Dammit, once again WHY AM I TALKING TO THIS STUPID BOUNCING FERRET?' "Why do you care?" she asked, trying not to sound too harsh.

He shrugged. "I don't know. When I saw you crying it just…hurt. At least your parents love you," Draco said, thinking of his own parents."

"I'm sorry…" she whispered. She had never really thought about how Draco was treated by his parents. Lucius definitely didn't show any emotion for his son except power. Narcissa wasn't really a mother to him either. She was just…there. Hermione realized for the first time Draco had probably never been loved before. That's why he doesn't know how to.

"Don't be. Malfoys aren't supposed to know how to love," he said bitterly as if he read her mind.

"I-I—have to change…" she said. Draco nodded.

"Yeah, I got to go," Draco said as he walked toward the door and opened it when Jade rolled in.

"I didn't do anything!" she lied innocently as Draco and Hermione glared at her. Then Jade started to crawl out as quickly as she could but Draco pulled on her sweater hood making her fall back. She looked up to Draco and Hermione's angry faces.

"What are you doing here, Jade?" asked Hermione in a serious tone. Draco turned to look at her. She was still wearing her towel, but he didn't mind.

"Um…nothing, I was just…I couldn't sleep," she lied. She was worse at lying than Hermione.

"Seriously, what are you doing here?" Draco asked. "Were you eavesdropping?" Jade's guilty expression gave away the answer.

"Uh…of course not! Why would I do that?" she said innocently. "I was just…waiting for…Harry?" she said stupidly.

"If you went to Hogwarts you'd be a Gryffindor," muttered Draco. "Well I really don't have time for this and I've got to go to bed. Night," he nodded to the two girls.

"Night," Hermione said dreamily. As he closed the door she grabbed Jade's arm and pushed her into a chair. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

"Um…well…I couldn't sleep," said Jade, "and I wanted to talk to you about something…"

"Okay well we can talk right after I change. I'll be right back," Hermione said as she walked over to the bathroom. After a few minutes she came out in a tank top and plaid pajama bottoms. "So what did you want to talk to me about?" she asked while she brushed her hair.

"Well, I'm afraid you'll hate me for this, but…while you were out I sort of went in and saw the letter your parents sent you," she said with guilt written across her face. Hermione just looked at her sadly.

"Oh," she stated simply.

"But that's not it…" Jade said. "I got a letter too. From Salem, they asked me if I wanted to be an exchange student next year! And guess what school?" she asked with excitement dancing in her eyes.

"Hogwarts?" she guessed.

"Yeah! Isn't that great! I could go to school with you!" Hermione nodded. If she hadn't been so down about the divorce she would've been very excited. Jade ran up to her and hugged her tightly. "But enough about that, I really want to talk about your letter. Are you okay?" she asked obviously knowing the answer already.

"Yeah…I'm okay for now. Draco sort of helped me out. But were you really eavesdropping on me and Draco?" she asked. Jade looked down and nodded. Hermione sighed.

"Wait…Draco? Don't you mean Malfoy?" she questioned with a smirk playing on her lips. "So you do like each other?" Hermione didn't answer. "So do you?"

"No," Hermione said seriously.

"Well, alright oh and well I have a little problem." Jade said.

"Again? What now…" Hermione said.

"Remember when you came to Hawaii every summer when we were kids?" Jade started.

"Uh huh… and we played beach volleyball everyday…" Hermione said.

"Yeah well you really good and now the Olympic games have a little problem." Jade said.

"Don't tell me the players for America can't play," Hermione said.

"Okay… uh… The woman for the USA got sick and are unable to participate," Jade restated Hermione's words.

"What! Okay, how does this make it my problem?" Hermione said.

"I kind of um… volunteered us to sub for them," Jade said quietly.

"JADE JASMINE GRANGER!" Hermione shouted.

"Uh oh… middle name," Jade said. "Come on Hermione! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE!" Jade got on her knees and started begging.

"Don't beg," Hermione said.

"PLEASE! OH PLEASE! OH PLEASE! I PROMISE NOT TO TALK ABOUT MALFOY ANYMORE!" Hermione raised an eyebrow. "I SWEAR!"

"Oh fine, but when is it?" Hermione asked falling for Jade's begging.

"It's around the last days of summer so we can practice. THANK YOU!" Jade said getting up and giving Hermione a hug and leaving her room and going to hers.

"OW! What'd you do that for?" Blaise said rubbing his head.

Draco just smacked Blaise in the head for making him wait outside of his room all night because Blaise "accidentally" locked himself in the bathroom and never gave Draco his key. Draco decided to take a hot shower, right after he kicked Blaise in the arse. 'Granger, dammit she was so…" his thoughts drifted off to what had happened last night. What had come over him? He was constantly daydreaming about her.

But what really surprised him is their conversation. Why did she tell him all of that? And more importantly, why had he told her about his relationship with his parents? Once he thought about it he actually found it relieving, like he got a heavy burden off his chest. Now he actually felt good about telling Hermione all of that.

'What the hell am I thinking?' he had to get Granger off his mind. Maybe he could sleep it off and just finish watching the Olympics with Zabini and then back to their hateful passions when they went to Hogwarts.

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