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Beneath Your Window by Crookshanks.x
 Books » Harry Potter Rated: T, English, Romance & Humor, Draco M., Hermione G., Words: 89k+, Favs: 1k+, Follows: 432, Published: Jun 10, 2007 Updated: Jun 6, 2008
 1,044 Chapter 4: The Neighbour
Disclaimer: I am disgustingly poor, but I still won't make any money from writing this thing. I won't really gain anything at all. I even have to give back the characters when I'm done -sobs -
Chapter 4 / TheNeighbour
Oh God no. An ear-piercing scream went off in her head, and she tried to get herself to move but she just wouldn't. He walked along the hedge, opened the gate to his own yard, and came around to open hers. Before she could think at all, he had slipped inside it and strolled past her. Then she came to life, realising what she had actually asked him to do.
"No!" she cried. "No no no no no"
"Relax, bookworm," he shouted back at her as he opened her front door. "It's not like I'll ever be in your bed."
"Malfoy, get back here this instant," she bellowed, running after him through her front door. He just turned and smirked at her.
"No, no. I promised to help. Malfoys' keep to their word."
She nearly cried out in frustration. Malfoy was her bloody neighbour. Life definitely hated her. No, scratch that. Malfoy was going into her bedroom. Life despised her.
"Don't you dare go near that staircase, ferret-boy," she threatened, pulling out her wand within a second.
To her frustration, Malfoy did go near the staircase. He kept getting closer and closer, in fact.
"Don't you dare put your foot on that step!"
He turned and smirked at her before putting his foot down on the first step with a thud. A pressing silence followed before a lot of things happened at once. Malfoy started darting up the stairs as Hermione cast a string of hexes at him, none of them actually hitting him. She was too angry to see straight, and her aim was way off. Instead, she ended up smashing in part of the banister and burning a hole in the wall.
Hermione remained standing at the bottom of the stairs. She was utterly stunned by her own behaviour, and when she saw the damaged banister she cried out in anger. Stupid, stupid, stupid! She huffed and stomped up the stairs and found Malfoy standing by the door waiting for her to show up.
"Git."
"Do you always insult the people who try to help you?" he asked coldly, before turning towards the bed.
She knew he had a point, and snapped her mouth shut into a thin line as he slipped down on the floor to look at the damaged leg of it.
"I tried a reparo, but it only fixed parts of it," she explained flatly, keeping her hands crossed over her chest.
"These types of damages require a bit more complicated reparation spells," he replied in a muffled voice.
That would explain why she herself had failed. Household spells had never been her strong suit, even if she could handle most other spells in the blink of an eye.
She stood there watching him, wondering when life had turned so absurd. Why had he even agreed to help her? When she thought about the damaged banister, she realised that was probably the answer to her question: To annoy her endlessly.
After a few minutes he got up and brushed his hands together with a smug look on his face.
"All done," he proclaimed. "Now to my reward."
"Reward?!"
He patted the covers on the bed and gave a suggestive wink, to which she began screaming.
