Draco : The Return

Dare to Argue

Ofcourse to no ones suprise, Hemrione was in a quick panic. She paced the room, pulled at her hair, but not a single tear was shed. Everyone was worried for Hermione. Ginny kept attempting to hug Hemrione, but she would push her away, not wanting comfort or sympathy. I don't want your charity!' Hermione yelled 'My parents are gone!'.

'Hermione' Ginny sighed 'Ron and I know what you are going through, when Harry saw our dad be attacked we, too, were angry and upset-'

'Your dad was saved before his injuries were even serious!' Hermione screamed. Ginny turned away and sobbed into Rons arms, she wasn't used to being shouted at by her best friend. Ron stepped forwards 'Mind your mouth Hermione! We are just trying to help!'.

'What don't you get?!' Hermione said, charging at him 'I. Don't. Want. Your. Help!'. Ron opened his mouth to say something, but closed it quickly, pulling Ginny with him as he left the common room. Hermione rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

Harry cleared his thorat 'We are just trying to help, Hermione. We all know what you are going through, Gin and Ron have been through it with Arthur, and mine...well mine-'

'Are dead' Hermione said 'So don't compare how I feel, you were a baby. I have emotions and feelings, so do not try and understand...because you don't...and don't waste your time crying about your dead parents and help find mine...alive!'. Hermione covered her mouth with her hand and gasped 'Oh Harry' she said quickly 'I am so sorr-'

'Shut it' He said 'Just shut it'. He turned around and paced to where Ron and Ginny had left before. Hermione stepped towards him 'Harry' but someone grabbed her right arm and pulled her back 'Now, now, Granger. You've done enough'. Hermione turned around. For the first time since she had wished goodbye to her boyfriend, Hermione burst into tears 'Draco...I didn't mean to-'

'I know' He said pulling her into a hug 'I know'. He smoothed her hair, taking in her soft, hazelnut curls in his hand. She sobbed hard into Draco's chest, wetting his black shrit. He always wore the same things, black shirts, black blazers, black ties, black trousers, but the same blonde hair. Hermione knew that his hair looked even better agaisnt the dark shade of clothing. He always loooked so smart, so hancim. 'Right, Granger' He said pushing her away. Holding her shoulders, looked down to her 'No more tears, because, one, you are getting all my expesnsive shirts wet...' Hermione smiled with a small chuckle 'And, two, I don't want you to waste those tears on some silly argument about those pathetic excuses of humans-'

'Draco' Hermione said.

'Well anyway, you know where I'm coming from...plus you really are not an attractive when you're crying' Draco smirked, playfully hitting her shoulder 'All that snot and bogies and-'. Hermione hushed him, putting a finger on his lips. Leaning in, Hemrione could smell Draco's soft, sweet cent...mint toothpaste. Soon their faces were so close that Draco could feel her breath quicken against him-

'Right!' Hermione said pulling away. She clasped her hands 'I think I better go and see McGonagall, she wanted me to fill out some-'

'You were gonna kiss me, Granger'  Draco folded his arms and smirked 'You just couldn't resist me...'

Hermione shook her head and walked to the door 'It was just a joke'. She quickly paced down the corridor, refusing to look back, because she knew, deep down inside that it wasn't a joke. She had let herself takeover and nearly kiss him. She just couldn't let that happen again, but he was just so exillerating, so deliciously goodlooking, so...Oh god she was doing it again? Even in her mind he was ten times as hot as the last. She was losing the strength that a Gryfindor had. She was becoming so weak and since her parents had gone and arguing with her bestfriends Hermione felt as though the only thing that could keep her sane was...Draco.