Chapter 12

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Hermione stood in the quidditch stands with Ginny. They were waiting for the game to start. Slytherin vs Ravenclaw.

The crowd was ecstatic. The first game of the season is one no body likes to miss. Especially since it was scheduled for weeks ago but got postponed for some unknown reason.

Even most of the Gryffindoors came to the game today, as they wanted to see how Slytherin played. So they could beat them of course.

Harry, Ron and Lavender were standing on the other side of the pitch from Hermione and Ginny.

Ginny dragged Hermione to the game because she wanted to watch Blaise play. But Ginny also knew Hermione wanted to watch Malfoy play, even if she didn't admit it.

Cheers erupted from Slytherin as their team made its way onto the pitch.

Hermione noticed Malfoy scanning the stands. He looked like he was looking for someone.

"I think Malfoy's looking for you." Ginny whispered in Hermione's ear.

"What... No way. We're enemies, he wouldn't be looking for me." Hermione said, shocked. But for some reason she actually wished he was looking for her.

"Don't be so sure." Ginny whispered. She knew something was going to between the two. And she was going to find out.

Before Hermione could process what Ginny meant, the Ravenclaw team came out and more cheers erupted from around them.

"Welcome to the first game of the quidditch season! Slytherin against Ravenclaw. I'm Seamus Finnigan, your commentator for todays events. Don't worry folks, I think this will be a very quick game, as we all know Slytherin is going to win..."

"Mr Finnigan, you are supposed to be supporting both teams!" Professor Mcgonagall cut in.

Seamus gave her an apologetic look, but continued talking. "Anyway, good luck to both teams, and may the best team win." The crowd cheered.

"Seamus is such a bloody goof. This is going to be one interesting game." Ginny laughed.

"Yes... I agree." Hermione said.

"Okay folks, Slytherin just scored! Ten points to Slytherin! I think that was the quickest anyone has ever scored!" Seamus said.

xoxoxoxox

"Gin, I'm bored!" Hermione complained. The game had been going for almost an hour. Slytherin was winning, 125 to 30.

A few times Malfoy had caught sight of the snitch, but lost sight of it pretty quickly.

"It will be over soon, don't worry." Ginny reassured.

Hermione groaned.

"It looks like Malfoy's caught sight of the snitch, again. Lets hope he catches it before Ravenclaw does!" Seamus's loud voice boomed over the pitch.

"Gin... The snitch is coming our way..." Hermione nervously said.

"It's okay, Malfoy will catch it before it comes our way." Ginny calmly said.

"And it looks like the snitch is headed for the stands! This could be nasty." Seamus joked.

Both the snitch and Malfoy were coming towards Hermione. They were still a fair distance away, but Hermione was still scared.

Hermione looked at Malfoy. He was focused. His eyes were narrowed and his forehead had concentration lines in it.

And yet Hermione still thought he looked perfect.

Malfoy's gaze suddenly changed. It was no longer on the fast moving snitch, it was on something in front of it. Hermione.

It took Hermione to realise why Malfoy was staring at her. But then she realised. The snitch was very close to her.

"Ginny!" She exclaimed.

"I know. It's going to be okay." Ginny placed an arm on Hermione's, in an attempt to calm her down.

Malfoy's expression suddenly changed. It went from determined to nervous. He was scared it was going to smash Hermione in the face.

He was about to yell out for her to duck down when the snitch suddenly changed direction. It did a sharp left, leaving the stands and flying across the pitch.

Malfoy's face relaxed for a quick second before chasing after the snitch. He looked behind him to see the Ravenclaw seeker behind him.

Malfoy knew he had to catch it. So if possible, he flew even faster. Closer and closer.

He was a hand away from it now, and the crowd was on edge. Even though they knew Slytherin would win, they all wanted the game to be over.

Malfoy's hand inched closer and closer to it. He could feel the gaze of over a hundred people on him. He could feel the force of the seeker behind him. But more importantly he felt the gaze of one important person on him.

He didn't know why he cared. They were enemies! But he pushed those thoughts aside. He needed to catch the snitch.

And that's exactly what he did. His large pale hand enclosed over the small golden snitch. The crowd erupted into cheers. Well apart from Ravenclaw.

"And he did it! He caught the snitch and won the game! Congratulations to Slytherin!" Seamus beamed.

Malfoy held the snitch up in the air for everyone to see while his team mates congratulated him.

"All that hard work paid off!" Blaise said to Malfoy as they were surrounded by their team mates.

"See man I am good for some things!" Malfoy smirked.

They slowly made their way to the locker room to shower.

"I told you Ginny would show up." Malfoy teased Blaise.

"Yeah mate you called it. But hey Granger came." Blaise smirked.

"So?" Malfoy played dumb but inside his voice was shouting 'hell yeah she did!'

"Well you two have been getting a lot 'closer' lately."

"We're just trying to get along to and make this heads arrangement work. That's all."

"Okay man whatever you say." Blaise said before heading into one of the showers.

Since all the showers were full, Malfoy sat down on one of the benches.

He didn't understand why he was so glad Hermione came. But when he was chasing the snitch and he looked into her eyes, he got a boost of energy. And when he caught the snitch she was the first person he looked at.

Not Blaise, not Madame Hootch and not his team mates. He looked at her.

He couldn't understand it. He hated her so much it actually hurts. But he's obsessed with her. But why? It's a question he can't answer.

"Hey Malfoy, good work today." Ginny said, breaking him out of his thoughts. He looked up to find Hermione standing right next to him.

She looked beautiful. Her thick curly hair was pulled back into a loose high pony tail. She wore tight fitting denim jeans, a beige knitted jumper, a thick white scarf and brown ankle boots. In his opinion she looked damn sexy. He couldn't take his eyes off her.

But when he did, he saw Ginny standing there smirking. He shot her a glare before responding to her.

"Thanks. What are you girls doing in the men's locker room?" Malfoy asked, quirking an eyebrow.

"I'm here to see Blaise." Ginny said, laughing.

He nodded and then looked at Hermione. "What about you?" He smirked.

"Ginny dragged me in here with her." She said, blushing slightly.

"Yeah. I literally had to drag her in here. She's actually pretty strong for someone so small." Ginny joked.

"Yeah I know. Her slaps hurt like hell." Malfoy teased.

"I only save my best for you Malfoy." Hermione joked.

"Is Blaise in the shower?" Ginny asked, wearing a naughty smirk.

Malfoy smirked. "Sure is."

"Which one?" Ginny asked.

"The one on the far left." Malfoy smirked, knowing what Blaise is in for.

"Thanks. Don't wait for me." Ginny winked before heading over to the showers.

"Merlin, I have no idea how you two are friends. You're so different." Malfoy said after Ginny left.

"Gee thanks Malfoy. Haven't you ever heard the saying, 'opposites attract'?" Hermione teased.

"No I haven't it must be a muggle thing." Malfoy joked.

"Hmm it must be." Hermione smirked.

"What's the real reason you came here Granger?" Malfoy asked seriously.

"What do you mean?" Hermione was confused.

"The real reason you came here, what was it?"

"That was my real reason. I was dragged here." Hermione said, confused why he would think there would be another reason.

"Whatever Granger. So aren't you going to congratulate me on my win?" Malfoy asked.

"Nah, you're heads big enough as it is." Hermione smirked.

"Yeah just like your hair!" Malfoy teased. But he meant every word.

"Go to hell Malfoy!" Hermione yelled, turning to walk out the door.

"I'll see you there Granger." Malfoy smirked.

Hermione left the locker room, slamming the door extremely hard.

xoxoxoxox

Malfoy paced back and forth in front of Hermione's bedroom door. He had been doing this for the past five minutes.

He wasn't sure if he should go in or not. They hadn't fought like this in a while. Usually they just tease each other until they get kind of angry and then make out but this time it was different.

It was only a short argument and they only said a few harsh words to each other. She just got pissed off and left.

Malfoy knows he shouldn't care. But for some unknown reason, he does. He feels like there is something wrong with her, and it has nothing to do with their fight.

Suddenly Hermione opened her bedroom door, breaking Malfoy out of his thoughts.

"You're going to wear a hole in the floor if you keep pacing up and down in front of it." Hermione said softly. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying. She wore a bagy trackies and a hoodie, but she still looked damn adorable.

"Sorry." Malfoy softly murmured.

"Shouldn't you be at your victory party?" Hermione asked.

"I should. But I'm not."

"Why not?" Hermione said.

"Why aren't you there?" Malfoy shot back softy. The victory party is open to all houses, to try and get people to mix with other houses.

"You're team captain." Hermione stated, ignoring Malfoy's question.

"I know."

"You should be there." She said.

"I know."

Hermione let out a sigh.

"Granger, are you okay?" He asked.

Tears filled her eyes. "Yeah... I'm fine." She said weakly.

"Granger..." Malfoy warned. He wanted her to tell him. For some strange reason he wanted her to be okay. He wanted to help make her tears disappear.

But he also knew he had to get to the party... Otherwise people would be looking for him...

"Malfoy it's nothing. Go to your party." Hermione said softly.

Malfoy shook his head. "Not until I know you're okay."

A lonely tear dripped out of the corner of Hermione's eye and down her cheek.

"Granger come here." Malfoy whispered and embraced Hermione tightly. He held her tightly and stroked her hair. While Hermione's tears soaked his shirt.

Malfoy leaned his head on top of hers, which was currently burrowed in his chest.

"It's okay. You're okay. Everything will be okay." Malfoy whispered reassuringly. But this made Hermione cry even more.

Hermione wasn't sure how long she cried into Malfoy's chest. Malfoy was just so inviting and sweet. He comforted her until the tears stopped.

She slightly lifted her head off his chest to look at him. "Thankyou."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Malfoy whispered, only now just realising they are standing in Hermione's door way.

"No. I want you to go to your party." Hermione stepped away from him and wiped the remaining tears from her eyes.

"I'm not going unless you come with me." He said firmly.

"What?" Hermione's jaw dropped open.

"I'm not leaving you alone. You're coming with me, otherwise I'm not going at all." Malfoy smirked.

"I guess I don't have a choice, do I?"

"Nope."

Hermione groaned and walked to her closet.

"What the hell am I going to wear?" Hermione groaned.

"How the hell am I supposed to know! I'm not a girl." Malfoy teased.

"Have you looked in the mirror lately?" Hermione smirked.

"Funny Granger. Real funny." Malfoy rolled his eyes, in a joking way.

"How about this?" Hermione held up a plain black dress. It's sleeveless with a large 'v' cut down the front, showing a hint of cleavage. The simple dress came down to Hermione's mid thigh.

"Good. I think you'll fit in perfectly Granger." Malfoy smirked. He had no idea if it was ideal for a party or not, all he knew was he liked it.

"Don't go anywhere Malfoy. I'll be right back," Hermione said, walking to the bathroom, "oh and no snooping!"

"Granger why would I do that?" He watched Hermione grab a black bra and matching panties out of the draw before going into the bathroom. He wished he had a closer view of her underwear.

But he had to stop himself from continuing his thoughts as getting a boner right now would not be ideal.

Hermione emerged out of the bathroom a few seconds later.

"Malfoy, can you zip me up?" She asked.

"Sure." He walked over to where Hermione was standing, just outside the bathroom, and zipped up the gorgeous dress.

"You know I could have been mean and not zipped it up." Malfoy smirked.

"Yeah... But you wouldn't do that. Is this dress okay?" Hermione asked. She was extremely nervous about going to this party. She always had Ginny with her to help her decide what to wear. Hermione only hoped she made the right choice.

Malfoy was speechless. She looked sexy. That little black dress did wonders to her body. She was showing just a hint of cleavage, just giving everyone a sneak peak of what's under there.

But Malfoy wanted more than a sneak peak. He knew it was wrong. But he couldn't help himself. She's fucking sexy, and she doesn't even know it! Her curves were highlighted way more than usual, making her look like a goddess.

This time he didn't even try to get rid of his erection. He knew it would just come back.

Hermione was getting extremely uncomfortable. She didn't like being looked at in such a way. It made her feel extremely self conscious.

She cleared her throat. "So, um, I'm just going to do my hair and put on a bit of make up and then we can go, okay?"

"Yeah okay. Don't be too long." He said, watching Hermione disappear into the bathroom once again, but this time she had the door open, so he could still get a glimpse of her.

He quickly adjusted himself before walking into the bathroom and sitting down on the edge of the bath.

"Was it getting lonely out there?" Hermione asked as he sat down.

"Just a little bit." He joked.

Hermione quickly put her mascara on, very lightly. She had ready done her foundation the same way. Hermione has never liked large amounts of make up. She prefers to keep it natural.

After applying her mascara she then put on a light shade of lip stick before attempting to tame her wild hair.

She found it wasn't that bad, it had many nice curls in it and wasn't too frizzy. So she just pinned the front bits of her hair back, leaving some small wispy bits of hair to frame her face.

"Can you stop staring at me, you're freaking me out." Hermione teased. But she actually was getting embarrassed with him staring.

She looked in the mirror at her reflection one last time before spraying some perfume and turning to Malfoy.

"Let me just get some shoes and then we can go." She quickly said. She took off so fast he didn't even have time to reply.

She grabbed a pair if small black wedges, as she didn't like to wear tall heals.

"Okay, lets go." Hermione said as Malfoy made his way over to her.

"Okay, lets."

xoxoxoxox

The victory party was in full swing when Hermione and Malfoy arrived. Most people were drunk, but that was expected of course.

The minute Malfoy stepped through the door of the room of requirement, he was swarmed by this fellow Slytherins.

Hermione took her chance and made her way across the room, in search of her friends. Or anyone she knew really.

"Hermioneee! Youu made itt!" Ron's loud voice slurred from behind her.

She quickly turned around, in shock. "Ron? You're drunk!"

"Noo... Nooo I'm nott!" He took another sip of his drink.

"Yes Ron you are."

"Welll?... Maybe just a littlee."

"Let me take that." She took his glass out of his grasp before he could protest.

"Mione! Thaat's miineee!" He slurred.

"You've had enough Ron... Wait you only drink when you're upset. Ron, what happened?"

"Lavender dumped me! At the game today! What a fucking bit-"

"Ron. Don't talk about her like that. What happened?" Hermione snapped.

"I dunno... One... One minute she was all over meee... And... And the next she dumped me. Mione... She dumped me!" If Ron ever cried, now would be the time.

"Oh Ron I'm sorry!" Truthfully she wasn't sorry. Yes, Ron is her friend but she really hates Lavender.

"Yeah... Well it doesn't matter. I don't need herr... I... I... Don't need anyone!" Ron fist pumped the air to prove himself.

"Sit down here Ron, I'm going to get you some water." She made sure he was sitting down before going to the bar.

"Damn Hermione! You sure know what to wear to a party!" Seamus flirted as he stood next to her at the bar.

"Save it Seamus." Hermione rolled her eyes. All men think about is looks.

"Sorry Mione." He held up his hands in mock surrender.

"Do me a favour, give this to Ron and take him back to his dorm, okay?" Hermione asked. She was in no mood to deal with Ron right now.

"Sure. Anything for the pretty lady." He winked at her before taking the bottle of water out of her hands and walking towards Ron.

"Why do guys always hit on me?" Hermione murmured.

"You're the one who is wearing the sexy black dress." Ginny teased. Hermione looked up to see Ginny's teasing smirk.

"Thanks Gin." Hermione smiled.

"Did I see you came in with Malfoy?" Ginny raised an eye brow at her friend.

"So what if I did?" Hermione teased.

"Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed.

Hermione laughed. "Gin, we're enemies! Nothing will ever happen between us, I assure you."

"Hmm." Ginny teased.

Hermione playfully slapped Ginny on the arm.

"Come on, lets go dance!" Ginny said, pulling Hermione up by the arm.

"Where's Blaise?" Hermione asked curiously.

"He's with his mates. I think I'll leave him alone for the night. Plus, no one can find out about us. But I think everyone here is too drunk to remember anything anyway." Ginny smirked.

"Why aren't you drinking?" Hermione raised an eyebrow. Ginny is usually the life at these parties.

"I decided not to drink for once, as I know Blaise will soon throw himself at me, and I need to be sober enough to stop him. Plus, I'll have to look after him in the morning with his killer hangover." Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Fair enough."

"Why aren't you drinking?" Ginny asked.

Hermione raised an eye brow. "You're seriously asking me that?"

Ginny laughed. "Okay, you're right."

"Come on Gin, stop talking to me so we can dance!" Hermione teased.

Ginny giggled as they made their way to the dance floor.

xoxoxoxox

Malfoy walked into the common room in the early hours of the morning.

He actually had a good time at the party, messing around with his mates. It was exactly what he needed. He didn't even get that drunk, which is very unusual.

He only had a glass.

He left his shoes at the door and was about to make his way to his room when he noticed a small figure lying on the couch.

He wondered where she had disappeared to. He knew parties weren't really her thing, but he didn't want her to be alone when she was upset. He knew he had to ask her what it was about later.

He walked over to the sleeping figure. She looked cute. It was almost like she didn't have any worries. When she slept she just looked... Free.

He carefully picked the sleeping figure up, knowing she wouldn't sleep well on the couch. She was already dressed in her pyjamas.

That's when it hit him. She waited up for him.

Granger actually waited for him to come back!

He walked through her room and carefully laid her on her bed, pulling the covers over her.

He looked over her sleeping form once more before placing his lips tenderly on her forehead, letting them linger there for a moment longer than necessary.

"Goodnight Granger." He whispered before walking out the door and closing it softly behind him.

A/N: what a cute moment at the end. Aww Draco can actually be sweet!

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