Until the end Draco x Hermione

Chapter 01 Fear

« There are only two feelings that make your heart beat: love and fear. »

A small laugh could be heard in the Gryffindors' common room. The students were gradually disappearing, leaving behind a large space with warm, shimmering red colors. The atmosphere was plunged into a deceptive silence. Two people sitting comfortably on an old-style suede couch were talking, allowing themselves to break the silence.

Ron whispered something in Hermione's ear, and she couldn't contain her smile. She retorted with a tap on his shoulder.

- You can be so stupid sometimes!

- I can be... SOMETIMES! And I feel flattered," he replied, letting out a laugh.

- Should I say you're stupid, anyway, in this case?

Ron pinched his hip lightly in retaliation. And so, the two lovebirds turned the gloomy atmosphere of the room into a naughty corner for a tête-à-tête.

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- Were you up again last night? A strange figure woke me up in the middle of the night," Harry said, glancing teasingly at Ron.

- Err..., was the only answer Ron could come up with, scratching his head uncomfortably.

- Ron couldn't help but use one of his brilliant ideas, Hermione laughed as she walked through their common room, a huge brown and gold leather-bound book under her arm.

- How lucky you are to have a boyfriend like me!" bragged Ron, proudly holding his head up as his two friends looked on in amusement.

As the trio passed the portrait of the fat lady, Ron's ocean blue eyes shone with confidence, matching perfectly with his silky red hair while his dear best friend's hair was in the middle of a world war. This state was justified because, as usual, the latter had simply tousled it with his hand in the morning, without taking care to order it or comb it. These words were probably not part of his dictionary. As for their friend, her arm didn't seem for a second to sag under the weight of the imposing book she was carrying.

- I'm thinking about it Hermi," Ron said with a somewhat mischievous look on his face, "did you manage to do anything with the forty centimeters of parchment that was due for the astronomy class?

- Why do I feel like I already know the next question?" muttered Hermione, whose features were beginning to tighten.

- To tell the truth... the redhead pretended to hesitate, scratching the back of his head, I still have a few inches left...

- You're not serious, I hope?

- No, interrupted Harry of an innocent tone without thinking of the consequences of his words. He must have thirty left. Lucky for him! I only managed to write five miserable centimeters of introduction...

- Boys!" exclaimed the exasperated brunette, stopping to face them. Aren't any of you the least bit diligent? What the hell do you do all day?

- Many things! tried to justify his boyfriend by taking an outraged air.

- Maybe so," said Hermione in an annoyed tone as she resumed her run up the stairs, "but it has nothing to do with school. Next time Ronald, try to get down to work more seriously instead of expecting your girlfriend to do it for you.

- I wonder why your tone reminds me of my mother," said the tall redhead without hesitation.

- Hey, Neville forgot to take off his slippers...," said Harry, not knowing how to stop the argument that was about to break out any minute.