Dramione: What Was Happening Behind Your Back

Chapter 2

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Hermione's P.O.V.

After the encounter with Draco.. I've had a few close calls with Harry & Ron.. I just hope this doesn't keep up..

"Hermione?", Ron asks.

"Huh?", I say drowsily.

"Pass me the juice, will you?", he says.

"Yeah, sure..", I pick up the pitcher, & accidently bump it against his goblet. His empty goblet topples over with a loud clank. A few people around me jump, & look down questioningly.

"Sorry", I mutter.

"Hermione", Harry says quietly so only Ron & I could hear him.

"Yes?", I ask.

"Are you okay?", he asks with concern in his voice, "You don't seem yourself today"

"Yeah", Ron says, "Usually you have your nose stuck in a book"

I blush, "Well, it's just I had this dream.."

"What happened?", Harry questions.

"I'll tell you guys later", I mutter, "We have to go to class"

I wasn't just trying to get of it. The gold platters of food were starting to disappear.

"Okay.." Ron & Harry say in unison.

It seemed like the day was going faster than usual. Especially Potions. Usually I would've been paying close attention since it was drawing nearer & nearer to exams, but I kept getting distracted by Draco. He kept looking back at me with a wink or a small smile.

There was a close call where Ron asked with confusion, "Is Malfoy smiling at me!?"

My laughter stiffly turned into a hiccup combined with a sneeze sort of sound.

At the end of class, Draco "accidently" bumped into me with a wink. After that, I felt me burning up, & a question from Harry.

"Malfoy seems very different today, don't you think so, Hermione?"

"Uhh.. Sure..", I stutter.

We head to dinner, & start digging in. Harry turns around to pick up his fork he dropped & gets his glasses knocked off by---

Draco.

"Potter.", he says, smirking.

"Ignore him", I mutter to Harry as he starts to get up, "Dra-- Malfoy. Don't."

"I know", Harry says, with a hint of anger in his voice.

He gets up, picks up his glasses, & sits back up.

I glare at Draco, long & hard.

He smiles. SMILES.

"I have to go to the restroom", I say quietly to Harry.

When I walk by Draco, I mutter, "Don't, Draco. He's my friend"

Then I walk away with my head head held high without a backwards glance. How could I have ever liked him!? How could I have betrayed my friends?.. Sworn enemies.. I'm one of my friends' best friends.. My friends are enemies with a boy I once thought could I have changed.. How foolish of me..