Blood to Love | 5th year

17- Dreams

Hagrid explained all of his adventures retrieving Grawp and departing with Madame Maxine (who he traveled with). We stood around, gaping at this creature in awe as it groaned and attempted to make his way near us, a rope tied to his foot preventing that from happening.

"Is he dangerous, Hagrid?" Hermione questioned, glancing at his restraints that connected to a nearby tree stump.

"He can scratch yer up but he's a good ol' boy, I'll tell yer."

At those words, Grawp inched closer to us, picking up Hermione effortlessly in his fist. We were all terrified he would squish her. Her legs were kicking and her arms flailing on the way up. Hagrid's half-brother looked Hermione in the eyes with adoration.

"Put her down, Grawp!" Hagrid shouted assertively, only to be ignored.

"Grawp," Hermione began, pointing her finger in the giants face. "Put me down. Now."

He did as he was told. Harry instantly gripped Hermione and asked her if she was okay, earning a satisfying answer.

"Can we go back now?" Hermione asked, clearly shaken up by the events that took place.

Hagrid sighed but nodded, probably wishing we would've appreciated his sibling a bit more than we did. What he didn't understand was our size comparison or how anyone in their right mind would be worried about being stomped on by a creature that big and unpredictable. Hermione was lucky he listened to her or else she could've been dead.

As we trekked towards Hagrid's hut in silence, I began to shiver. The wind picked up significantly and my hair began to sway into my mouth. I smacked it away and Hermione started to battle the same problem. Harry handed her his coat and sent a glare my way. I pursed my lips and walked quickly back to the pitch.

The match was over and most of the students had already made their way indoors. I noticed Draco searching around in the spot I left him. I rushed over to him and smiled. He noticed the goosebumps along my arms and pulled off his jacket.

How come men always wear jackets when women are the cold ones?

I laughed at the thought and Draco narrowed his eyes at me, guiding me by the waist back inside. My pant pocket suddenly burned and a let out a soft groan.

"What? Did I hurt you?"

I shook my head, not able to pull out the coin in my pocket that would inform me about the next Dumbledore's Army meeting with him around.

"Just — cramps," I lied, subtly taking the coin out of my pocket and glancing at the time and place before instantly placing it where it was before.

His expression softened. "Do you need stuff? Like chocolate or pain potions or anything?"

I shook my head. "No, that okay. But you know what would be nice?"

"Hm?"

"A comfy bed."

He smirked. I smiled back at him knowing he would do anything for me while I was on my period, even if it was a lie. I was honestly just really tired.

With small strides, he guided me towards the common room, stopping in the hallway as Filch hung up some new rules that Umbridge had made. I sighed heavily and read a few.

The Quibbler was banned, boys and girls were not to be 8 inches within each other, and everyone had to tuck in their uniforms. I laughed at that one. Who cared that much about an untucked shirt? The woman made me feel as though I was walking on shards of glass. Her presence was very unbearable and I hated that Draco was in her stupid squad just for extra credit. But I didn't say anything because I knew it wouldn't end well. He was perfectly capable of making his own decisions despite my opinion.