AN: yes yes i'm updating...it must be the end of the world or something!!!! anyway i've been hooked on A Very Potter Musical, go look it up on YouTube, it's sooooo funny i can't stop watching it or laughing! XD anyway, here's your chappie! be happy! :D
Hermione lay still on top of Draco. The Slytherin prince copied her, and lay perfectly still, holding her above him. Hermione's breath came out in little puffs, meaning the Dementors were headed for them. She looked down at Draco, who looked up at her.
She scrambled from on top of him and raced to the door, "I have to tell Harry!"
As she was close to the door, the train sped forward and stopped quickly, causing her to trip and hit her head on the floor. Colors danced before her eyes as she shook her head trying to make them go away. Draco slid on top of her, straddling her waist.
"Draco, get off…."she paused as her vision swam, "I have…to…tell Harry…"
"I'm sure wonder boy has figured it out," Draco sneered, still straddling Hermione.
"Well then get off me!" She yelled, slamming her fists on his chest. He almost fell back but caught himself quickly. Grabbing her wrists, he pinned them above her head and leaned in close.
"Not in that condition," he whispered to her. Feeling her squirm under him, he sat back slightly and released her wrists.
"What condition," she mimicked him. She lay still, her struggling stopped. She had figured she wouldn't be getting up if Draco was on top of her. She turned her head away from grimacing from the pain that shot to her head.
"You just hit your head on the floor, your words are paused every now and then and you keep shaking your head," he said, "all-in-all, you probably have a concussion."
"I know…I do…." She said looking back at him, "but if Harry….is in trouble….I have to….help him!"
"Suite yourself," Draco slid off her, and she got up. Hermione swayed slightly on the spot. She reached one foot forward and fell back into Draco. Not expecting her to fall back, he used his Seeker fast reflexes and caught her. Breaking the fall for her, he held on to her as he slammed to the ground.
"Fine," she grumbled. Draco carefully slid his arms around her and hoisted her up.
"Don't…enjoy it…" she murmured to him.
"Don't worry, I'm not," he growled to her. He dumped her on the couch and saw her shiver. As he walked to the cabinet to grab a blanket, the lights flickered out. He sighed and felt around for it. Feeling the soft fabric brush his finger tips, he grabbed it and shut the cabinet door.
The car they were in shifted a bit, meaning the Dementors had come. Draco quickly threw the blanket on Hermione.
"Here hide," he whispered to her. She groaned quietly, shifting over so she could squeeze on the couch.
"You too," she whispered to him. He was about to tell her no when she weakly grabbed his wrist and looked at him. He sighed and squeezed onto the couch. Being magical, it expanded to let him fit on it comfortably.
He threw the blanket over them and whispered a concealing charm he had made up. No one would be able to sense them, even the Dementors.
Hermione's breath came out in short little spurts, but they came out fainter and farther apart.
"Malfoy," she whispered to him, "I'm…so-o-o-o…c-c-cold…"
"Come on Granger," he joked to her, "if you die now then who will I have to compete with for top spot?"
"Malfoy," and that's all it took to get Draco to wrap his arms around her and pull her to his chest.
"You know," he said quietly, "most girls would kill to be in this position with me."
"Gladly…I'm not one of them," Hermione whispered back. Draco felt her stiffen and heard the door creak open. The room suddenly got colder and he shivered slightly. He felt Hermione shudder violently and held her closer. He didn't see her breath and knew she was holding it just as he was.
He felt the cold drift around the room as the cloaked figure went through, checking for someone. The Dementor stopped in front of the couch and Draco stiffened. After a few agonizingly slow seconds, the Dementor drifted out of the room and out of the car.
Soon the lights flickered on and the train started again. Draco felt Hermione move next to him and he quickly let go of her, getting off the couch. Hermione gently rolled over, her arm flopping out lifelessly.
Draco quickly rushed to her side, feeling for a pulse. His wand lay on the other side of the room from when he dropped it in the dark. He felt her tiny pulse as her eyes fluttered open.
"Blimey Granger," He growled at her, "trying to give me a scare?"
"I didn't know you cared Malfoy," she sneered back. She closed her eyes and did not see the faint redness enter Draco's face before he regained his composure.
"Are you kidding? If anything happened to you Pothead and Weasel would have my neck. I could take them easily, but I don't want to waste the time with them," he said walking over to his wand and picking up the wooden weapon.
"Of course," Hermione rolled her eyes. She sat up, but fell back as a wave of dizziness hit her, "whoa, vertigo."
As Draco was about to throw another comment at her, the speaker went on with the conductor.
"Attention Hogwarts express. We will be arriving at the castle any minute and I ask that only the heads and prefects to exit the train and head to the castle. Again only the heads and prefects are to exit the train. Thank you."
Hermione looked over at Draco.
"What?"
"I can't walk Malfoy," she said to him.
"That sounds like a personal problem to me," he replied, twirling his wand around his fingers.
"Meaning you'll have to carry me," she said.
"And what happens if I don't?"
"Harry and Ron are both prefects and they'll find it a bit odd that you walk out of the train and I don't," she supplied, "plus Ginny is a prefect too."
"The Weaselette?" he asked her, still toying with his wand.
"Yes, Ron's younger sister. The one that almost did you in during fifth year, need I remind you?" The wand dropped to the ground and Hermione looked up to Draco. He was staring at her, a mixture of emotions swirling in his eyes. The one that caught Hermione's eyes was fear. She was only able to get a glimpse though, because Draco put his guard up once more and his grey eyes became cold once more.
"Fine I'll carry you off the bloody train!"
"Good, because we're here," Hermione said as the train came to a slow just outside the train station hidden in shadows outside.
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