Something Real {Dramione} (#Wattys2017)

Chapter 10: I Need You

Thanks for sticking with me!

Draco stood in the corridor thinking about all that had just happened. And somehow, he felt lighter and happier. But all of that was suddenly over taken by the need to sleep.

There was a slight creak and the whoosh of the portrait door closing which was then followed by the padding of feet. Hermione looked at the base of her door where the firelight shone underneath. Two dark shadows appeared, feet. She quietly scampered out of bed, grabbed her wand and swung open her door with her wand at the ready. Surprisingly, no one was there. Dazed with dizziness from the sudden jump from her bed and sleep in her eyes, she thought nothing of it and closed the door heading back to sleep.

"Oi Hermione look you...miserable." Mumbled Ron from across the table.
"Thanks for noticing." She spat back. "I'm sorry Ron. I was up late and I'm not really sure what happened." She sighed and pushed a berry around in her porridge. "So Ron, have you asked anyone to the ball?" She said pulling her tired self together. "Eh no, but I will... Soon." He said turning a light hue of red. She was about to pester him more when Harry appeared with Ginny trailing slightly behind him. "Why are you so late to breakfast?" asked Ron. "No reason, just sleepy I guess," Harry responded turning a bit red like Ron had earlier. "What do you think about that excuse Hermione?" But Hermione was already way far away.

Flashback: Hermione POV
There was a crackle behind me and Bellatrix Lestrange sauntered out from the shadows of the Malfoy Manor. "Tell me," she said while twirling her wand in her unruly hair, "what do I need to do to get you to talk? TELL ME HOW DID YOU GET INTO MY VAULT!"
"I didn't," I replayed as calmly as I could. The Malfoys stood in the corner of the big room trying to stay unnoticed by Bellatrix.
"Bella, leave the girl. She said she didn't do it." Pleaded Narcissa. "No Cissy, she's a mudblood, she deserves it. DONT YOU?" She ran up and grabbed me thrusting me to the ground, "you claim that you didn't enter my vault, but you show up with the sword of Gryffindor. YOU FILTHY LITTLE MUDBLOOD." There was a sharp throbbing pain in my left arm as Bellatrix etched "mudblood" into my skin. I screamed. The pain was unbearable. "IT WASNT ME. HELP STOP NOOOOO" I looked over at the Malfoy's only to find one of the looking at me. "I'm so sorry," he mouthed, and then I blacked out.

End of flashback.

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Draco's POV
Hermione. Hermione. Hermione. She's the one. The one I have fallen head over heels for. She's the one that made me want to be better. She's the one I'm staying away from.
All in all it's completely mad.
When we are in classes together, I can't stop watching her and thinking about all the times I used to wait for her to turn around and make a sarcastic remark just so I could see her beautiful eyes.
This year I got lucky because I didn't think she would come back this year because her parents being muggles and how she had obliviated both of them, but here she is sleeping on the other side of the door in our quiet little heads dorm.
Mid meal I was sitting with Blaise and Pansy trying not to gag while they sat snogging each other's faces off when she came up to me and tugged on my robe. "Draco," she breathed my name, "Draco can you come with me to the library? I just need you right now." She smiled at me too brightly and her eyes shone with tears. "Please Draco, just once." I glanced back at Blaise and Pansy to see if they were watching, but they were thankfully laughing together about something a Seamus blew up in potions.

We ran along the corridors toward the our common room.

"What's the matter Granger, couldn't you have just waited until we were done with dinner?" I asked with annoyance as I followed her into our common room. But before I could get a response from her, I felt her small hands grip onto my sides and she placed her head on my chest. Lost for words and being the idiot I was, I stood still not knowing how to react to her gesture. "I know you don't like this, but please for me." She says sighing into my chest. Slowly I encircle her in an embrace and hold her against me.

I'm not sure how long we stand there but when we break apart she squeezes my hand in thanks and bids me goodnight before turning and going off to bed.

'It's going to be a long year' I think as I head off out of the portrait hole in search of a certain sleepwalker.

A/N: HEY!

So I apologize for my really long pause on this story. I have been super busy. I also hit a huge writers block on this so I've been trying to get ideas on how to keep going.

Thanks for your support!

Love, Emily🐱