can you manage? *dramione*

Chapter 10: Football Practice

"Draco! Don't sneak up on me like that!"

I had been sitting in bed with a book before fully getting up to get ready for our early morning practice. It was calming and peaceful, always fun having my mind rest. That was until Draco came knocking in his aggressive way at my window.

It was raining this morning so I had quickly let him in through the window, not wanting him to get sick or hurt before the game Friday. After casting a drying charm over himself, he turned around to respond. "Well, I don't know what else you want me to do when I'm about to die on a broomstick outside your window" He shrugged.

I tried to keep my stern frown but his smirk made me break out into a smile. I walked over to him, seamlessly weaving my hands together behind his neck as his hands went naturally to hold my waist. He already moved them under my sleep shirt to feel my skin on his hands.

"So, are we not flying this morning?" I asked, making a point to look out the window at the pouring rain.

He shivered. "Bloody hell, no. That rain almost blinded me on the way up here" I laughed as he continued to run his hands up my sides. "We could just spend the morning here and relax," He said, wiggling his eyebrows at the end.

Stepping out of his hold, I shook my head looking back over my shoulder to say "Or, we can stay here and you can help me work on some things" I pointed over to my desk which you could hardly see under all the papers that were scattered over it.

I went over to my side table and opened the drawer for a pair of socks and all the papers with the boys' votes on them. I had decided to sort them this morning before our practice.

I sat them on the bed next to me so I could put the socks I grabbed on my cold feet. "You still haven't given me your vote yet," I said, nudging my chin over to the pile.

"I just don't have a vote," He said, sitting down next to me, getting comfortable.

I huffed, "But you said you needed to think about it, so you have at least two people in mind"

Rolling his eyes, laying on his back he said "I just can't decide, everyone has their own talents to lead the team"

I laid back, turning on my side to look at him as I asked "I thought you would want to be Captain"

"I would do it if I was voted, but not by choice. Father always wanted me to be Captain, but it's too serious of a role for me" He sighed, turning to look over at me.

"Everyone follows you though, you'd be really good" I pressed.

He shook his head, "It's not for me, Hermione"

I sat up, moving to grab the pile. He followed my movements as we sat across from each other on the bed with the pile between us. "I'll still need your vote," I said, looking at him expectantly.

Grabbing the first paper that laid on top he shook his head again. "We'll see" He opened the paper and the first thing he did was laugh.

I squinted my eyes at him, "Draco, be nice about who someone voted for"

He was grabbing at his chest from laughing so hard. Struggling for breath he said "I'm not laughing at them, I'm just eager for you to see who they wrote"

I ignored him, picking up my own piece of paper to read. My breath was caught when I read the name.

My name.

On the paper, scribbled in with a pen.

Hermione G.

"I assume someone else also wrote your name?"