After a War ((Old Copy))

Chapter 7 Book 1

After A War

Harry helped her with her bloody finger. Draco almost cut his arm off to try and get rid of the snake but nothing worked. His arm was bleeding almost everywhere and wherever it wasn't bleeding it was red, very red. She begged him to stop torturing himself, she almost grabbed his wand but Harry held her hand with the bleeding finger so tightly that she could barley move.

"Alright Hermione, its patched up, don't you dare touch it. I'm going to find Ron and see Hagrid." Harry said. Hermione nodded.

"I'll see you later Harry." Hermione said. Draco nodded in his direction. The very second he was out of view Hermione took the bandage off her finger and walked over to Draco. She pulled up the blood-soaked sleeve.

"What are you doing!?" He asked loudly.

"Fixing your arm! You didn't have to do this!" She yelled. She pulled out her wand and started cleaning the wound.

"And you don't have to do that! I tried to kill the snake, my arm ended up bleeding and I'll be fine!" He said. She rolled her eyes.

"Your so stubborn."

"Oww! Hey!" He yelled as she poked his arm at the exact spot it was bleeding.

"Shh! Let me fix it!" She used another spell to close the wounds and clean the rest of the blood.

"I'm just going to do it again you know." He said.

"No your not, even if I have to watch you all day, your not touching your arm again." She yelled.

"I wont touch it, I'll use my wand." He said.

"Draco!" She yelled. "Don't you dare do anything to that arm! I'm going to find Bella and Maya." Hermione said.

"Have you already made friends that fast?" He asked.

"Actually, yeah, I think I did. Why? Are you surprised?" She yelled.

"No! I already told you! Your the smartest bravest and most powerful witch! Who wouldn't want to be friends with you?"

"You, for seven years." She said. He looked down.

"Well that was then, this is now." He mumbled.

"What's the difference? Now its sad to call me a Mudblood because of your aunt? Is that why you stopped? Now iv won a war? Now you've been a death eater? What's the difference now? Why could we have been friends seven years ago? I was a Mudblood then and I'm a Mudblood now, what's the difference?" She yelled. Tears stung her eyes and slowly fell.

"Everything! Potter believes I'm a good person now! Your healing my arm after I destroyed it! People are looking at me as a death eater instead of just that Slytherin Brat I used to be! I used to absolutely hate Gryffindor and now iv fallen in love with someone who used to be-" He stopped yelling and ran his fingers through his hair. "I already told you why I stopped calling you a Mudblood." He said after a while of silence and staring at each other.

"I don't think it was the exact truth." She said.

"It was!" He insisted.

"How am I supposed to believe anything you say!? Your a Slytherin!"

"So are you!" He yelled.

"Oh, forgot about that."

"How could you forget that? Do you really hate it that much?" He asked, loud but not exactly a yell.

"No, I actually like it but I'm too busy thinking about you to really remember anything!" She yelled. Their eyes met for a split second before parting again. "I meant I'm worried, and your trying to be friends with Gryffindor, and its all new. I like to think things through." She said quietly.

"I don't get you. You think way too much." He said.

"Well I cant exactly shut my brain off and not think now can I?" She yelled.

"What are we even yelling about!?" He yelled.

"I don't know! Its just all the hate, and rage we've built up for each other is, I don't know." She said.

"Well, I guess we don't hate each other anymore."

"Then how do we feel?" She asked.

"Like a idiot."

"Like a Mudblood." She tilted her head. "Wait, why do you feel like a idiot?"

"I ruined the most iconic couple in the wizarding universe!" He yelled.

"So did I! I did just as much as you did!"

"I'm the one that had a nightmare! Otherwise you wouldn't have been in there at that time and nothing would've happened!" He yelled.

"I'm the one that agreed to help you! I could've stayed in bed or I could've easily not snogged you!" She took a step towards him. (If possible.)

"Your not just a Mudblood." He said, realizing what she had said earlier.

"After seven years of being called one, I think I am." She hissed. Hissed? Usually only Slytherins hissed... Oh yeah, she was a Slytherin.

"I was stupid to call you a Mudblood then ok!? Just please forget it!" He yelled.

"Its carved in my arm!" She yelled.

"My stupidity is tattooed to mine!" He yelled.

"Why cant you guys just admit that your both stupid and kiss again?" Harry asked. Hermione and Draco turned to the shelf where Harry was standing with popcorn. "Couldn't find Ron and when I walked by the library, I heard yelling so I poofed up some popcorn and started watching." He explained.

"Harry!" Hermione yelled. Wiping more tears from her eyes.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Go away!" She yelled. He sighed.

"Not till you admit it." he said.

"Admit what?" Draco asked.

"That your both stupid." Harry said. "Wait no, say the other is stupid." he changed it. Hermione and Draco looked at each other.

"I cant." Draco said. Harry smiled.

"I can, he's stupid." She pointed at Harry.

"Hey! I meant say he was stupid!" Harry yelled, motioning to Draco with his popcorn.

"I cant." Hermione said.

"Well, my job is done here. I'm not stupid Hermione!" He said as he walked away and ate more popcorn. The two looked at the ground for what seemed like forever, glancing and meeting each others gaze for mere seconds before looking away again.

"We should go." Draco said. He started to walk.

"Draco?" She asked. He turned to her.

"Yeah?"

"Why did you kiss me?" she asked.

"Why did you kiss me?" He asked.

"I asked first."

"Smartest witch of our generation." He said.

"Slyest fox that looks almost human." She joked.

"Ha Ha, Very funny Hermione." He said, walking up to her.

"My first name again." She whispered. She smiled.

"Your smiling again." He whispered. She grabbed his neck and kissed him again. Again, hmm, that word seemed so much better right now. This time she didn't feel like minuets were dashing by, they were. She smiled against his lips and as soon as it started, it was over.

"I like you Draco." She whispered. Their foreheads rested on each other.

"I like you too Granger." He said.