I Hate That I Love You -- Dramione

Egg Yolk

Draco heard a bang and launched upwards into a sitting position in his bed.

He groaned and turned to look at his clock. It read 9:02.

He sighed, he was up and there was no way after a scare like that that he would be able to fall asleep again.

He shoved off the covers, pulling on some sweatpants and grabbing a shirt, walking out into the hallway while pulling it over his head.

He made his way down the stairs and into the kitchen, his arm caught in the shirt.

He finally managed to pull down his shirt and stepped back in surprise.

"Granger?"

The brunette nodded, her cheeks rosy, "That's my name, Malfoy."

He looked around, searching for the house elves, "What are you doing?"

She turned, holding a pan with an egg frying inside it, jerking the pan, causing the egg to flip in mid air, and sizzle as it hit the pan once again, "Making breakfast."

Draco, after hiding how impressed he was, screwed up his face in a confused way, "Right, but why are you making it and not the house elves?"

She shrugged, "I gave them the morning off."

Draco's jaw dropped, "You did what now?"

She sighed, "Honestly Malfoy, I knew you were stupid but not deaf! I said that I gave them the morning off!"

He shook his head, "House elves don't get days off, Granger. They're servants."

Hermione aggressively moved the egg onto a plate and turned to face him, her face set in a stiff, angered sort of way. "Well maybe they should get a day off. I can't believe you have servants anyways, it's disgusting! You're a wizard, there are simple spells that allow you to do things easier! And when they say master-" she shook in disgust.

Draco smirked, "What's wrong with the word master, Granger?"

She gave him a look.

"I think it's a wonderful word."

she was outraged, and was about to speak when he smirked at her.

"-Especially in the bedroom."

His vision was suddenly filled with yellow, which he would later find out was egg yolk.

"I've heard egg is good for your hair, Granger, so I thank you," He grinned triumphantly.

Hermione gasped, dropping her fork, "Did you just- Did Draco bloody Malfoy just thank me?"

Draco's eyes widened in realization and he stood, walking towards Hermione, "I take it back!"

She grinned, her chocolate eyes melting as joy filled them, "Nuh uh! You can't take it back!"

She let out a giggle, running out of the kitchen and into the family room.

Draco, not one to back down from a challenge, ran after her.

Hermione was laughing so hard she could barely breathe as she was sprawled across the couch. Draco smirked, his wicked grin coming back. Hermione suddenly screamed when she felt his fingers on her sides, causing her to squirm and gasp and laugh.

She ended up falling onto the carpet, but Draco did not relent, he simply grinned good naturally as he continued to torture her by tickling her sides.

And that's when Narcissa knew, from her hiding space behind the corner, that she knew exactly what she was doing.

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