29-Unfair

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It had been days and days and days, Hermione was found, lying sound asleep in Draco's arms, their legs tangled together, her head in the crook of his neck and their arms wrapped around each other.
Draco was still unconscious in his coma, silently falling apart.
And Hermione stayed by his side, always.

Raymond waltzed in after days of not seeing her, with flowers, chocolates and presents, and dressed dashingly in a swayed brown velvet suit.
His hair was brushed neatly into a quif, and his skin was more tan, Teeth shining, nearly blindingly bright.
He grinned, his dark green eyes twinkling, and he made his way towards the bed, sitting down slowly and caressing Hermione's face.

She stirred, opening her eyes gently, eyelashes fluttering, and her eyes widened when she saw him, and a smile appeared across her lips.

"Good Morning,"he whispered.

Hermione sat up, leaning across Draco's body to give Ray a tight hug and sat back in the bed.

"What time is it?"she yawned, watching as the lights flickered on, and the sun began to rise against the sky through the windows.

"It's Six O'clock in the morning-"

"Six O'clock in the morning!"Hermione cried, eyes widening, and a look of horrific, and shock washing over her features.

"Sorry Darling,"He mused, although he didn't sound sorry in the slightest.

Hermione scoffed, shaking her head, and rubbing her eyes, before lying back down, holding Draco's hand, and staring up at the ceiling.

"What would you like to do today Babes?"he asked, changing the subject from her distressed daze.

Hermione frowned, and rubbed her thumb across Draco's hand.
"I want to be with him-"

"You've been here all day ever day! You need a rest, didn't you tell me that this was a holiday, you are supposed to enjoy yourself-"

"With Him.." she mumbled coldly.

Raymond hissed, rolling his eyes and growled deeply within his throat.

He took a deep breath and bottled up the anger inside him, God She was being so unfair!
Always moaning and groaning about staying with that ugly sod! Ugh!

"Ok.. well, I'll sort something out, then we can have dinner-"

"But I don't want to Raymo-"

"It's settled,"and he walked off, bouncing on the balls of his feet, He would propose to her that night.

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