What the Room Requires

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Hermione’s POV

 

I ran into the Great Hall, my eyes scanning the room for a certain redhead. My eyes lock with his, and he slowly trotted to where I am standing.

“Hermione, I’m really sorry.”

“I know you would never do it on purpose. So, can you and Draco be friends- or at least acquaintances?” I asked hopefully. Ron’s blue eyes hardened with anger, and he laughed hollowly.

“So, you are on a first- name basis with the ferret now? Like I said earlier, I would never forgive him. I don’t see how you have.”

“He’s changed, Ron! Fine, if you don’t want to, you don’t have to!” I practically yelled, not caring who hears me. I stomp away, back to my common room. The portrait of Dumbledore saw my anger.

“What happened, Miss Granger?” Dumbledore asked me.

“I got into a fight with a friend.”

“Mr. Weasley, I presume?” I nod, and he chuckled.

“Well, I hope you two make up.” He swings open, revealing the Head Boy and Girl’s common room. Draco was sitting on the couch, reading a book.

“Ha! You are reading Romeo and Juliet!” I laughed. He put down the book, blushing.

“Well, it isn’t a bad book. But I don’t see why they have to kill themselves.” he retorted.

“Uh, before I got hit with that spell, you were fighting with Ron.” avoiding the comment, and Draco cringed.

“Yeah, and?” he asked quietly, hoping that I wouldn’t get mad.

“Well, um- you said some things about me, and I wanted to know if... if you really meant it.” I asked hesitantly, and he blushed like mad.

“What did I say?”

“Um,” I said, trying to remember what he said. “You said that I was beautiful, funny, and smart.” I said, also blushing. ‘This is really awkward.’ I thought.

“Well... uh...um- I just realized- I have to go do... patrol.” he said, avoiding my question and ducking out of the room. He ran down the hall, and I ran after him, thinking ‘I need more time! I need to talk without him running away!’ I saw a door forming on my right. ‘That’s it!’ I pushed Draco into the Room of Requirement, and slammed the door shut behind me.

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