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Chapter Seven: Running Away.

Hermione woke up slowly and sat up, yawning and getting her bearings. Why is Draco Malfoy in my bed? She yelled in her head. Then last night dawned on her and she groaned. This is so not good! So she climbed out of the covers and grabbed a bunch of her clothes before rushing for a shower.

When Draco woke up, he felt cold as he looked around. The covers were askew and he was alone. For Salazar's sake…she's freaked out. He knew she would but he had hoped he'd have an argument ready by then-which he didn't. He just had to hope that she wouldn't be too wound up as he didn't feel like being slapped like in Third Year and the idea of being on the receiving end of one of her curses was not an appetising idea as he had seen her enough in DADA to know that she was good.

Then the bedroom door slammed open and Hermione walked in with her owl in it's cage-probably just got in by the looks of it, poor thing. She didn't acknowledge Draco; she just put the cage on the floor before dragging out her trunk from under the bed.

"Granger?" He sat up and watched her carefully, "Granger? Bloody hell, Granger!" He demanded her attention as she continually ignored him.

"Not now Malfoy." She muttered checking her things.

"What are you doing?"

"None of your business!"

"Okay, what's wrong?" He thought if she brought it up first she wouldn't be too upset.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Nothing is wrong!" She ranted smoothing her clothes.

"Granger…"

"Just go Malfoy, please, just go." She told him.

"What are you freaking out about, finding a guy in your bed?"

"No…" She blushed. She was pretty when she blush-not now Draco! Focus! He thought.

"You know most girls would be happy to find a guy in the bed in the morning, especially me."

"Ha, modest much?"

"I'll take it as a yes. So what's the problem?"

"Nothing."

"Granger…"

"Nothing!"

"Was it last night?" He had to ask her already knowing but wanting his thoughts confirmed.

"What?"

"Was it last night?"

"Nothing happened last night." She hissed.

"Granger, you can't just do that, you can't just forget it, because it did happen and you know it."

"Watch me!"

"Listen to yourself." He used his feet to slam her trunk shut and she jumped back, "You're running away!"

"I am not!" She stood up and pulled at her clothes before glaring at him.

"Please, so what's getting up early and packing called?"

"I'm expected at the Burrow."

"We both know that you weren't going until later. You're just freaking out about last night."

"Am not."

"Bloody hell, Granger, you are." He stood up to stand over her.

"I am not! Nothing happened last night to freak out over!"

"What, so nothing happened?"

"Yes, exactly."

"Nothing happened like this…" He pushed her back against her door like the other night but this time he pressed his lips to hers. Gently at first then hard, with more passion, trying hard to get a response from her. And Hermione complied; she moved her lips in synch with just as much desire. She curled her hands in his hair hard and held her body against his instead of pushing away. But too soon for Malfoy it was over because Hermione pulled away, breathing hard.

"No, no, no." She chanted now pushing him away. Gathering up her things she shrunk them and put them in her beaded bag before hurrying downstairs with the cage too.

"Granger." Malfoy called, following her.

"Nothing happened! Not last night, not now, understand? Nothing." She grabbed the phone and dialled the hotel number and asked to be directed to her parents' room.

"Hermione?" Her dad's voice asked down the other end.

"I was just calling to tell you I'm off now."

"Oh, sorry, honey, we can't get home."

"It's fine, honest, so I'll see you for Christmas?"

"Of course."

"Okay, I love you."

"Love you too." And a fainted love you was called in the background from her mum and Hermione put the phone down.

"Granger, you can't run away from this."

"I told you, I'm not! It's nothing because nothing happened and you can't run away from nothing!"

"For goodness sake, Granger, it happened and you can't keep denying it."

"Nothing happened!" She insisted.

"So you're going to go to the Burrow and forget this ever happened?"

"I would if something happened to forget."

"You're so damn stubborn!"

"Shut up Malfoy!" She yelled, "We are not talking about this now."

"I say we are!"

"I say we're not! Now leave me alone!" She huffed, "I want you to get dressed and leave, forget any of this happened and never speak of it again, to anyone!"

"For Merlin's sake Granger, calm down! You can't apparate in this state anyway."

"Just please Malfoy, just leave me alone!"

"No, not until you acknowledge what happened!"

"Nothing happened!" She shrieked.

"It did though!"

"No it bloody well didn't!"

"Yes it did."

"For goodness sake Malfoy, it didn't get that through your thick skull and leave me alone!"

"You can't just pretend it didn't happen because it did and you know it, it has happened twice now!"

"No it didn't!"

"It did."

"Now Malfoy, it didn't." She pulled out her wand and levelled it with his face, "Because I'd hate for to have to use magic on you when this can be resolved peacefully…it didn't happen end of."

"But it did!" He didn't care about her wand.

"Fine, go in your own time. I'm off. And don't follow me because you'll be as welcomed as a garden gnome!"

"Granger, don't you dare go!"

"I dare." She scowled.

"Granger…"

"Bye Malfoy." Then she apparated away.

"For Salazar's sake." Malfoy sighed changing into his original clothes and apparating outside of Malfoy Manor.