The Break-Up (Dramione)

The plan works

A/N, I gotta be honest, re-reading my own work I didn't realize how funny some of the parts were. I even made myself laugh on some occasions. I can't believe I have deprived you all for so long ;) So here is a new chapter to the story.

If you'd like, please take a look at my new Dramione fanfic :)

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Hermione's pov

The next day goes by pretty much the same. I wake up, get ready and head down to breakfast.

After I was done with eating and I went to leave the hall, I see Malfoy quickly get up and make his way towards me. He takes my hand and we walk through the door. In the hallway he leans down and kisses my cheek again.

"Have a good day Hermione, I'll see you at dinner." He says. Some students that are lingering in the hallway can probably hear him.

I smile at him. "See you tonight."

I hadn't asked him to do this, but it seems he is committed to the part.

Good.

It would have been more work if I'd have to think of everything myself and convince him to do something each time.

I watch as Malfoy walks away. I see everyone looking at either him or me, but I'm not bothered. Let them look.

I square my shoulders and make my way towards my first class of the day.

The day passes fairly uneventfully. People stare and whisper, but they don't come up to me.

My friends are doing much of the same. They stare and whisper, but don't come up to me anymore.

It's fine. So far the plan seems to be working.

The day flies by and before I know it, it's time for dinner. I head downstairs and make my way to my usual spot at the corner of Gryffindor table.

With nothing to do I just take out one of my books and read.

After a while I notice someone is sitting down in front of me.

I look up and see Malfoy.

"What- What are you doing here?" I ask.

Malfoy shrugs. "I figured we should look the part, so that also means eating together. Don't get used to it though, it won't be every evening."

I'm shocked. For a moment I don't know what to say. He's breaking unwritten rules that people sit at their own tables with people from their own houses. Sometimes people do it with their friends, but it doesn't happen often. And usually not during the meal.

I look around. Of course everyone is staring again.

It takes me a moment, but more and more it seems like a genius plan.

"I mean, look at the way Potter, Weasley and Weaslette are looking" Malfoy says.

I look over to them.

Ron has a vein popping in his forehead. Ginny her mouth is hanging open in shock and Harry is frowning.

I quickly look away to surprise a grin. Yes, it's definitely working.

"Good thinking Malfoy."

Malfoy grins. "Of course, I'm quite smart, why are you surprised?"

I roll my eyes. "Your ego doesn't surprise me."

Malfoy actually briefly laughs at that.

It looks nice.

I shake my head.