I'm (Not) Yours

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Draco was moving around in Hermione's kitchen, he had discarded his shirt somewhere in the night to seek Hermione's warmth. Waking up beside her was something wonderful and something terrifying

It took every ounce of will to pull away from her and go into her kitchen to make breakfast

It was official

Draco was starting to feel different about her

And it was not good

He looked down and saw Crookshanks rubbing his body over his legs. At first the grubby old cranky cat used to hate him. And he meant physically despised him

But then one day Draco had woken up and the orange annoying furball had been purring away on his chest

It had taken Draco three hours to be able to move considering the cat was comfortable and Draco wasn't in the mood to have scratches all over his arms

Ever since the day. Crookshanks had probably been glued to his side and always seeking him whenever he was over

Draco didn't understand the sudden change. He wasn't complaining but he was curious about the change

He was lost in his mine and jumped slightly when he felt someone wrap their arms around his torso

He felt when Hermione placed a gentle kiss on his shoulder and sighed into his body

He wished he woke up every day like this

"Did you sleep well?" He asked her

"I slept perfectly, how about you?"

"Perfectly"

Hermione hummed and slowly pulled away and knelt down to pick up her cat

"What do you plan to do for your birthday?" She asked him

"My birthday?"

"Yes, did you forget again?" She giggled

Draco rolled his eyes at her teasing, he turned to her and pulled her into his chest. She rolled her eyes as he tried to nip her forehead

"No!" She laughed

He reluctantly released her and she took her seat at the island, Draco placed her tea in front of her and she lowered her cat to the floor

"I don't really want to do anything big" Draco told her as he prepared her plate "just a night in"

"You know your mother is never going to go for that" Hermione told him "she'll drug you and drag you to the party if she has too"

Draco knew he couldn't disagree with her on that

His mother was scary at times

He placed her plate in front of her and she dug in

She moaned softly as the flavours exploded in her mouth

"I love your food" she mumbled as she continued to eat

Draco chuckled and continued to drink his tea

"What are you doing today?"

Hermione swallowed the food in her mouth and leaned on her hand

"I'm doing whatever you are" she smiled "I'm playing hooky"

"You? Hermione Granger? Spends her entire life stuck in a book? Playing hooky?" Draco asked, he pressed a hand on her forehead

"Do you want me to go to work? You won't be pestering me all day and complaining that I never spend time with you?" She asked

"If you desperately want to spend time with me, just say so. No need to lie" Draco smirked