"Could you really smell my conditioner?" Hermione flicks him a look.
"You're the one who could smell my perfume, but yeah." Draco smiles. "Don't take it as a compliment." They both start laughing. Wrapping her arms around Malfoy's neck, she rests her head on his shoulder.
"... So I guess the lion fell in love with the lamb" Draco whispers to himself. Malfoy kisses her forehead and rests his head on top of hers.
"Sorry, did you say something?" Hermione says. Draco shakes his head. Standing up suddenly, Hermione turns to Malfoy. "I've... Just got to go. I'll be back as soon as I can." Leaving a slightly confused Draco in the common room, she makes her way to the hospital wing as quick as she can. There's no one else in there apart from Madame Pomfrey.
"I think the baby's coming!" She says, rushing up to her. After a few seconds of silence, Madame Pomfrey springs into action. In seconds, Hermione is on a hospital bed. "You need to get Draco." She says, panting slightly.
"I'm sorry Miss Granger, we haven't got enough time." Seconds later, Malfoy comes sprinting into the hospital wing.
"Thought I'd find you here, after I put two and two together." Hermione beams and takes Draco's hand in her own. Closing her eyes and clenching her jaw, Malfoy almost faints because of how much she's squeezing his hand.
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New friends & old enemies
FanfictionHermione Granger, Gryffindor's good girl, brightest witch of her age. Nice to even the lowest of the low. How did she become entwined with the death eaters? Draco wants to know... Don't you?...
