Treasure Hunt | Dramione ✔

Chapter Twelve

Theo furrows his brows as he enters the sunroom and finds Hermione and Draco staring at each other. There is a blush staining the former's cheeks, while the latter keeps shifting his weight from one leg to another.

Finally picking up, were they?

"Oi, you tossers," he grins when they both snap out of it and then turn towards him; both of them glaring daggers at him.

"What happened here?" He asks, lips curving into a smirk.

Hermione opens her mouth to speak, but Malfoy beats her to it. "Granger here wants to go swimming." He drawls.

He turns his gaze towards the brunette in time to see the flash of disappointment in her brown eyes.

"Well, that's great! Because even I was about to suggest we go swimming," he smiles at Hermione.

It was time he changed his tactics. He could barely control his laughter.

"Do you have one of those sexy muggle  swimsuits, Granger?" He asks, throwing a wink her way.

Hermione glares at him, her cheeks blooming red. "I most certainly do not"

"Tch. How unfortunate" he smirks at her baffled look, but mostly at the way Draco's hands were clenching into fists.

"What are we waiting for?" He asks.

Hermione bites her lower lip, and looks at Draco, but he seems intent on not making eye contact with her.

"Let's go" she says, and moves past him, towards Theo.

Theo glares at Draco, motioning him to come with them. The blond heaves a sigh and follows them.

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The water is freezing cold as she takes a step in, shivering as the cold settles in her bones. She clutches her robe tighter around herself, thinking why in Merlin's name would she suggest they swim in this weather? It was December!

Draco and Theo are close behind, both of them watching her in an unnerving manner.

She tries to smile at them, but it comes out as a grimace instead.

She takes a deep breath and takes another step. Letting out a yelp, she jumps back and out of the waters. It was fucking cold.

She hears someone snickering and she knows its him.

Draco blows air into his hands, rubbing them together. "Rethinking your decision, Granger?" He huffs out a laugh.

And she's stunned because he looks freaking gorgeous. The wind is tousling his blond hair, and slapping his cheeks red. His pointy nose and chin are standing out from his subtle jaw, and his lips are pink, slightly parted.

She's captivated by those grey eyes shinning with amusement.

What's so funny? She thinks.

"What?" She yells, because the waves are crashing violently against the shore, making it harder to listen.

"I said, Granger, come back before you fall sick" he yells back.

Theo shakes his head, laughing, and kicks a stone towards her.

"But you said you'd swim!" She argues, even though she has no intention of stepping back into the frozen heaven.

Draco grins- full on grins at her. "Brightest witch of her age, my arse!" He calls out.

And that's when she understands. This whole time, the joke had been on her....