The Assistant ✔️

42-New Friends

When Draco traveled back to his apartment, he walked into his bedroom and slammed the door harshly, slumping onto the bed and letting out loud sobs.

His tears dried in the pillows, and he sat up, looking around his room with sore eyes.
There where pictures planted in silver heart shaped photo frames of himself and Hermione, pulling silly faces when they where traveling to different countries.

He pulled open the drawer from his bedside table and found the video camera stuffed in between his socks.

He took it and pressed the on button like she had showed him when they where in Paris, and found the videos of them in the bathtub, laughing as he pulled her into the bubbles and kissing each other.

Draco held back a sob as he flicked through, the memories flushing his brain and picturing her with him, her body against his, the smell of her scent, her perfume, her shampoo.
And he had poured it down the drain over some prostitute.

It would take her a while to recover, he didn't know about Muggle medication or how long her injuries would take to heal.

He lay down in the bed, head hitting the pillow gently, her scent covering his entire bed, and he was engulfed in the smell of Hermione's perfume.

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Hermione stayed jp at the ceiling, barely even noticing the doctor who had walked in and placed a bottle of medication down on her bedside table.

"How are you feeling Today Miss-"

"Granger.."

"Miss Granger,"

"I'm...."she paused, taking a deep breath as her eyes filled with tears and she let out a sob.

The young man sat her up in the comfortable pillows and rubbed her back slowly.

"Today has been a rather bad day,"she whispered, sniffling as he sat down in front of her on the bed.

"What happened?"

"Well, I walked in on my boyfriend and a girl, and then I got hit by a huge truck"she laughed, wiping her sore, blood shot eyes with the back of her hand.

"Ah,"Mumbled the young man, looking down sadly.

He had brownish blondish hair, quite messy at the top, sparkling yellow hawk-like eyes, and a crooked smile that brightened the room.

"Well, things will get better, you know"he sighed, placing a hand in her calf muscle as she sat straighter In the pillows and gave a small smile.

"You think so?"

"I know so!"

Hermione laughed and grinned, tucking a strand of brown curls behind her ear and a slight blush staining her cheeks.

"I haven't seen you smile,"He said, grinning himself, as she looked into her eyes.

"What's your name?"

"Jack Wood, pleasure to make an acquaintance of you madam," said Jack, extending his hand in a formal fashion, and bowed his head.

Hermione laughed and accepted his hand, also bowing.
"Hermione Granger, and the pleasure is all mine,"she grinned, as he clasped her hand within his and the shook.

"So, Hermione Granger, What are your hobbies?"

And she dove in head first, in a rant of books and knowledge.
Jack was taken aback at first, but they connected, as they conversed in what kinds of reading and things that they knew and did.

"Ok, What's your favourite colour?"

"Purple,"

"Nice,"

"Yours?"

"Green"
Hermione scoffed and rolled her eyes,
"That's a popular option,"

Jack laughed, shaking his head.
"School?"

Hermione paused, Jack noticed and raised his eyebrows.
"I.. I went to a boarding school, it was very very very far away, like a fairytale,"she smiled.

"Same.."Jack mumbled, staring off into the distance.
"It was magical."

Hermione raised an eyebrow, and smirked in disbelief.
"What was it called?"

"Hogwarts.. it was very old though and I think it was-" he said very fast.

"I went to Hogwarts!"

Jacks chest rose and fell rapidly, and he sighed in relief.
"Oh thank Merlin! I thought.. I don't tell people where I went to school, I always say it was knocked down when I left or something"

Hermione laughed, patting his hand and sighed, "we have a LOT to talk about"