Bite me Granger: a dramione fanfiction~

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[Draco's POV]

Why am I trying to avoid her? Just get the meeting over with, you are a Malfoy. Don't let some stupid remark put you down. He had decided to ditch class first period to clear his thoughts. He ran a hand through his hair, grabbed his Nimbus 2001 and kicked off into the sky. It had started to sprinkle, damping the grass below. He took a deep breath in, the smell reminding him of the Amortentia. Stupid potion, messing with his life. He flew as high as he possibly could and dived straight down, he'd like to do a Wronski Feint in the upcoming match against Ravenclaw. He pulled up just in time, his knee skimming the grass, he flew to a window and spotted Granger sitting with Weaslette and Loony Lovegood in her charms class with the Ravenclaws and Flitwick. He couldn't help but notice the way Granger blew her hair out of her face every time it fell into her eyes. Or the way she furrowed her brows in concentration as she took down notes, occasionally sticking the tip of her tongue out the side of her mouth. Or her soft caramel brown eyes as they stared into his stormy grey ones - WAIT WHAT?! She was staring right at him, her eyes wide in surprise. He quickly flew and hid behind one of the towers, expecting a full on rant from her afterwards.

"MALFOY!" Shit. He didn't dare move from behind the towers. "I know you're still here, Malfoy." He waited for a few minutes, maybe she left, "Or I could just tell Mcgonagall that the Head Boy has been ditching class and-"

"Okay, okay." He flew out from behind the tower and raised his hand in surrender, "Don't tell Mcgongall. Please."

She smiled and laughed, "Why are you ditching class?"

He flew down closer to her and shrugged, "Just needed to clear my head, all the Head Boy stuff. Besides, don't you need to get back to class? Don't think a trip to the bathrooms meant take this long."

Her cheeks turned a rosy colour, "Yeah I know, but I better see you in potions next period." She turned around to walk away but turned back, "And do dry yourself, you're soaking wet."

"Nah, won't have enough time before next period."

Granger sighed, "Come here," he landed next to her, she was so small compared to him and her hair. As bushy as it was, it looked so soft and fluffy. She waved her wand and he felt a warm gust of wind drying him instantly. "There - what in the name of Merlin's beard are you doing?"

His hand stopped mid air as he tried to touch her hair, "Sorry it's just your hair looks really fluffy and I wanted to touch it." She gave him exasperated look and walked back to her charms class.

He smiled to himself, as much as he hated to admit it, she was pretty cute.

[This evening]

Draco sat at the Slytherin table, eating a lot more than he usually does. He was shoving down portions upon portions of food, not caring to chew. "Mate, you hungry?"

Draco shrugged, "I don't know," he mumbled through mouthfuls of food, "I have to meet up with Granger to do some sort of report."

Blaise smirked and nudged his friend, "If I didn't know better, I'd say you were nervous."

Draco immediately put down his fork and knife and stopped eating, "I am not nervous! I mean it's just Granger, right? Why should I be nervous?"

"Yeah, it's just Granger." Blaise wiggled his eyebrows, "But I've been friends with you long enough to know that you start to eat like a savage when you're nervous,"

He rolled his eyes at his friend, "Shut up, Zabini." Blaise burst out laughing as Draco stood up, "It's almost seven, I gotta go."

"Don't worry Draco," Blaise shouted, "I'll always be here for you if you get rejected!" Draco hurriedly walked away leaving a few people staring at him. Blaise you son of a bitch. I'll get you back for that one.