Hermione closed the book and sighed. There was nothing she could find in the library that would have helped Harry to crack open the golden egg and let him know the next clue. She stood up from the creaking table with the thick book in hand to keep it back in it's shelf. As she walked over towards the said shelf, Hermione was deep in thought. She failed to see the stray book that lay on the floor and tripped over it.
A scream escaped Hermione's throat as she embraced for the impact of landing face-first onto the the floor. But it never came. Hermione opened her eyes to find her self in someone's arms and she blinked her eyes twice to see Draco's face looming just a few inches before hers.
Hermione's eyes widened and she quickly gathered herself and stood up straight. "Uh, thank you for catching me there, Draco." She tentatively said as she straightened her robes out. A light crimson blush crept up her cheeks.
"Whatever, Granger." Draco said with an expressionless face. "Had to stop you from falling on to me. Watch where you're going next time." With Draco turned and left a very startled Hermione behind.
***
"Sorry, Harry, I didn't find anything in the library to help you with." Hermione apologetically said.
"It's okay," replied Harry. "Cedric told me something how to crack the egg open though. I need to go to the Prefects' bathroom upstairs for that."
"I'll help you with that, Harry." Ron chimed in before taking a big bite of his chicken.
The three of them were having dinner in the Great Hall. As Ron and Harry talked over about the Triwizard Tournament, Hermione's mind was already occupied by something else.
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