Dramione 10: Fire in the DarkDramione 10: Fire in the Dark in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Like Fire in the Dark
Draco followed Hermione to the private bathroom. She turned the faucet slightly on and washed her hands.
Draco entered the bathroom, leaned against a wall, facing Hermione, arms crossed with one leg over the other. "So, what did Potter say to you to make you so upset?"
Hermione turned around to face Draco. "He- Harry said that all Ron's been talking about is Lavender lately." She kept her eyes to the floor. She didn't seem to be sad, but Draco sensed that she was only a little bit upset, but more likely to be irritated.
"So I've heard," replied Draco. "What not with him talking about her at every chance he gets, that stupid ginger."
"And Harry's right! Why would Ron become so interested in Lavender? The dimbo he briefly dated and ended up hating by the time they broke up." Hermione walked up to Draco. Since Draco was a few inches taller than her, she had to slightly look up at him. In a whisper
Dramione15:This Love-This hateDramione15:This Love-This hate in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This Love, This Hate
It was a mystery to her how she managed to return to the comfort and privacy of her own room, but Hermione managed. She could've collapsed on the floor from shock when Draco closed that door shut, but no. Somehow, she was about to find the strength to hold all it in until she got into her own room. Once in, she plopped herself onto her bed. With her face hidden within her pillow, she tried to decrease the rate her heart was racing at. All efforts were in vain. Too many things were going in her head and heart.
"Good morning, Granger!" Draco happily said, greeting Hermione the moment she opened the door to her room. "Lovely day, isn't it?"
Hermione didn't know how to act to this. "Um yes, I suppose," she said rather passively. She closed her door and walked to where Draco was, which was right next to the door. When Draco cou
Dramione12: Don't You HesitateDramione12: Don't You Hesitate in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Oh, Don't You Hesitate
All bandaged up and strictly ordered to not make too much movements, Draco had very limited options on what he could do. He was bored and slightly less irritated. His right side hurt so damn bad, it was throbbing and he could feel it. He decided he was going to kill whoever the bastard was that did this to him, but he did keep in mind he was partially, just a little, at fault.
Hermione couldn't believe what she witnessed on the Pitch out there that day with what happened to Draco. She caught sight of him almost catching the Snitch and actually thought that Slytherin was going to win, but then the next thing she knew, people were making loud commotions and Draco was free falling to the ground. Her breath was caught in her throat when Harry finally caught him before he hit the ground.
She was on her way to the Hospital Wing to visit him
Dramione 9: Perfect by NatureDramione 9: Perfect by Nature in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Perfect by Nature
Over the next course of days, Hermione kept evading Ron and Draco began to talk to her more frequently than usual. Hermione found this new found relationship between them a bit suspicious. Even though she ignored it, overall, she was still cautious. She could be skating on thin ice for all she knew.
Quidditch season seemed to be close by and all the house teams have apparently already held their tryouts and started to practice. Except for Slytherin. Draco was fumbling to get all his gears together. When he walked out his room, Hermione looked up from the book she was reading by the windowsill and evaluated Draco from the bottom of his fairly heavy practice boots to the hairs that were sticking out on the top of his head.
"Trying out for the Slytherin's quidditch team this year, I see," Hermione inferred. "Aren't you a bit off practice considering you weren't on the team last year?"
Draco shrugged and grinned. "I'll be fine. Besides, captains don't need to try out."
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Brand New Key
Draco left Lavender seconds after seeing Hermione run off. He felt a sharp pain in his chest when he saw she was on the verge of crying. Her attempts were not in vain. Seeing her that way is why Draco looked the other direction after a second of looking in her eyes.
Glancing down at his watch, he had fifteen minutes until he transfigured back to his regular form. He found the closet where he had hid Ron by the time he'd already transformed back.
"Damn it," grumbled Draco not so much at the task of having to deal with Ron's body, but of how he felt at that moment. He dragged Ron's body out in the open and used a spell to levitate it by him as he walked. When he reached the Gryffindors house, Draco saw that the Fat Lady was already asleep. Then he dropped Ron's body in front of the entrance and said, "Finite" before leaving for his own dorm.
As he was going up, he met Blaise who was going down the stairs, heading to the Slytherin's house.
"Hey, mate. Granger went out on her
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Coming Back Down
"This is just nice," mumbled Hermione. She sighed and walked to the door entrance. Before leaving, she turned back to Draco, who had watched her the entire time in silence. "I'm going to go inform Ron and Harry that I won't be making an appearance tonight at dinner," she said before pausing, "I'll come back. Madam Pomfrey's counting on me." Then without another word, she turned and left.
"You're too kind, Granger!" Draco yelled after her in a sarcastic voice.
"You're kidding me! You're absolutely kidding me!" Ron immediately stopped slouching on the chair he was sitting on and sat straight up. "Malfoy? Draco Malfoy? You've got to help that bastard and spend your evening dinners -until further notice- with him?!"
Harry, who was standing next to where Ron was, sighed deeply and shook his head. "Maybe I never should've save his ass. Then the only thing we'd probably feel obligated to do is att
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Hot and Dangerous
Draco's last classes for the day consisted of Herbology, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and charms. At the evening dinner, Draco didn't eat much. Like in his last few classes, his mind was preoccupied. When he left dinner, earlier than usual, he ignored Pansy and her attempts to make contact with him.
Soon, Draco found himself standing in his room. He got the sack and rummaged through the sack, taking the items within out one by one. Then, he started to attempt making the polyjuice potion.
Draco did nothing in his room for three nights except trying to make the potion. He locked himself in his room so no one could come in. Not that anyone would, anyways. It was just a small precaution. On the third night he was all ready except that he needed the lace winged flies. On the fourth night, again, he left dinner early and went to his room. Retrieving the jar of flies, he opened the lid, u
Dramione 3: Into Your GravityDramione 3: Into Your Gravity in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Into Your Gravity
He laid there. Eyes closed. Replaying the moment that had happened more than 10 minutes ago over and over again in his mind. This was unlike him! Draco Malfoy has never done anything this ridiculously imprudent in his entire life.
Malfoy used his elbows to help support his upper body up before scrambling up on his two feet. He looked at his rumpled up shirt from his rendezvous with Pansy. He hurriedly button it back up and slipped his robes quickly back on. Draco straightened his tie as he was leaving the room. He needed to leave. The bloody hell with curfew.
Draco didn't know where to head. He decided to slip his way to Slytherin's dorm and just stay there for a while. Pansy would be there. Then again, she'd most likely be in the girls' room crying her petty little eyes out. He proceeded in anyways.
When he arrived, he expected to be alone, but no. Blaise was there.
"I expected it to deserted in here," said Draco with a nod, before leaving against the wall
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It's Just You
It had begun. Draco had stayed in the Slytherin's commons for a tad bit more than thirty minutes. He took this time to contemplate and place out his strategy. First, he'd have to find common grounds with Granger and befriend her. But before doing so, he'd have to apologize to her about last night, despite how much that would hurt his inner pride. After befriending that mudblood, he wanted to hurry up with the kill. He'd decided that the shorter this pathetic charade went on the better. He didn't want to waste too much time and effort on this.
Draco went back to his dorm, entered, and stood in front of Hermione
S door. He raised his right hand and was about to knock, but suddenly stopped three inches before touching the door. Lowering his hand, he turned on his heel and walked the other way and into his room. He shut the door behind him, dropped on his bed, and just laid there. Too mu
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Accidentally in Love
Bewildered, Hermione jerked back, causing the fork and spoon on her plate to move and make small clattering noises. She didn't immediately respond to what he just said, but rather stared. Draco's smug look didn't falter and was kept consistent throughout their eye contact.
Breaking the silence, Hermione asked, "Why? You can feed yourself perfectly! You've got two hands in tact. Use them!" Shaking his head, Draco inaudibly chuckled to himself. "What?"
"You've forgotten," informed Draco. "I was hit on the right side. My right arm was also hit so it hurts to use it."
"For being the smartest witch of our age, you sure are unobservant, aren't you?" Draco raised his brows to this. "If you were observant, you'd know that I, Draco Malfoy, am right handed. Feeding myself with my right hand isn't an option and I fear that if I use my untrained lefty that I'll just miss my mouth and the food will simply fall on the f