The Dying Flower

33| In a broom closet

"Let me go you-"

"Silencio," he said then he put his wand away with a smirk."Next time you try to eavesdrop make sure you don't give away your position, Granger."

Hermione bit her bottom lip out of anger and used her free hand to punch Cunningham. He tumbled over, but didn't let go of her arm. She kicked his leg and again punched him making his mouth bleed.

"You sure know how to punch, I'll give you that," Cunningham said while rubbing his jaw.

Hermione tried to say something, but nothing came out, only a small choking sound. She glared at him, ready to punch him again.

He smirked again. "You really want to punch me again, don't you?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and nodded.

"Before you do that, I need to tell you something," Cunningham began."The day wil-"

"Stupefy," a voice said behind him and knock him out.

Hermione turned and saw Draco emerge from the corner of the hall. He ran to Hermione's side and helped her up.

"Did he hurt you?" Draco asked her with both anger and concern.

Hermione tapped her neck, telling him she can't speak. He nodded and lifted the spell off her.

Hermione grinned. "I was the one who hurt him, look at his face."

Draco looked down at Cunningham and smirked."How many times did you punch him?"

"Only twice."

"Really? Your bloody amazing!"

"I know I am."

He smiled and levitating Cunningham's body into a broom closet,he closed the door behind him. He turned back to Hermione and held out his hand.

"Where were you off to highness?" He asked, she rolled her eyes, but took his hand.

"I was off to McGonagall's office....wait a minute," Hermione said let go of Draco's hand and walked to the closet where Cunningham was still pasted out in.

"Hermi, what are you doing,"Draco said reaching for her hand again.

Hermione pulled out Veritaserum and waved it in his face."I-we can get answers."

Draco nodded and armed himself. Hermione did the same and slowly opened the door. As the door creaked open and as Draco and Hermione walked in, Cunningham jumped up and pushed them. They turned around and suddenly the door shut.

Draco ran and slammed into the door, but it didn't work. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"You're a bloody wizard Draco, use your wand for Merlin shakes," Hermione sighed and pointed her wand at the door handle. "Alohomora,"she said, but it didn't open.

"Well looks like 'the brightness witch of her age' is rusty," Draco smirked while leaning on the door frame.

"Shut up will you," Hermione said thinking of some other way to get out.

"That won't work," Draco said with a grin.

"Stop reading my thoughts!"

"Sorry, can't help but wonder want you are thinking," he said walking closer to her.

"Well you should control it then," Hermione snapped, walking backwards away from him, but she hit the wall.

"Looks like it's just you and me, huh Hermi."

"Yeah why don't we braid each others hair, your hair is long enough."

"Was that an insult or a compliment?"