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Hermione's perspective

I wake up to the sound of chirping birds beside the window. My eyes open slowly, to see Draco's chest facing me. I gasp. "Oh no, what did I do this time?" I think, only to remember last night. Then I think,
Pansy. What will happen if she gets here?
" Draco. Draco get up!" I push him slightly.
He groans as he opens his eyes. I see them widen. " oh shit" he says to himself.
I notice myself, in only undergarments. I put the blanket over me.
" where's pansy" I say to him.
" I don't know" he replies. " Hermione, look I'm sorry I didn't mean to"
I don't reply. I think of Ron and what he's probably doing. Sleeping with other girls, drinking, hurting himself. I stare into Draco's eyes.

Draco's perspective

I had to. I just did.
From the moment I laid eyes on Hermione, I always thought she was pretty, but now-it's almost like it's more than just her looks. She isn't just beautiful, but kind and smart. Not to mention, she's gotten a bit less bossy. I do take interest in her.
I've only really gotten to know her for a night. The timing, it doesn't make sense; but, I think, at least a little bit, that I like her.
I cuss to myself, thinking about pansy.
When will she come home?
Finally, after some silence and putting clothes back on, my phone rings.
It's reads;

Draco, I'm going away for this week. My brother is getting married and I have to be there. When I come home I have a surprise
😏
Anyway, love you.

I put the phone down and sigh.
" Pansy isn't going to be here for the week. If you like, you could stay here. But I expect you wouldn't want to. Which is fine" I blurt out.
Hermione then looked at me and says,
" Ron would probably force me to stay there for-reasons-but, as long as we don't do...that again....I hope I could stay".
I nod, but on the inside, I wasn't sure.
Nothing makes sense to me. This wasn't supposed to happen.
I can't like her; it's not possible. She's been here for less than 12 hours, and I already feel like she lives with me. This is too quick. Way to quick.
I wonder what she feels.

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