I would like to formally apologize for this taking so long. I haven't been in the best of moods for a while and my mom blames it on my phone which limits the time I get to use it. Sorry again hope you enjoy this one shot! Also, I know someone requested this but Idk who so sorry for that too
"Ughhh. Ginny! Why do I have to go to this stupid Quidditch match??" Hermione complains. Ginny rolls her eyes and pulls her hair back into a ponytail.
"Because all your friends are on the Quidditch team and we want you to cheer us on." Ginny grabs her broom and Hermione follows her to the portrait.
"Now hurry up, we're going to be late!"
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"And that's a great pass there with the Gryffindors but seems like Slytherin has got the quaffle. Potters spotted something, but so has Malfoy- And look at them go!!! It looks like...Yes!! GRYFFINDOR HAS WON THE MATCH!"
"Good job, guys." Hermione says as she approaches Harry, Ron, and Ginny.
"Thanks, Hermione." Ron says, shaking the sweat out of his shaggy red hair. Harry wraps an arm around Ginnys waist.
"Yeah, I'll say we did a pretty good job too." Harry says. Ginny scoffs.
"All you did was fly around and catch a snitch; we did all the real work." Ginny says, but good-naturedly.
They start walking back towards the castle when Ginny stops short.
"What's wrong, love?" Harry asks. Ron mimics throwing up.
"I left my bag in the locker room! Ugh, I'm too bloody tired to go back and get it." Ginny says and her eyes wander to the nontired Hermione. She smiles innocently at her and Hermione narrows her eyes.
"Jeez, fine, I'll go get it."
"Thank you, Hermione! You're the best!"
"Yeah yeah, but next time we go to Hogsmede, you're buying me a book."
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"Dang friends, always taking advantage of my kindness." Hermione mutters as she opens the locker room. She walks towards the girls side and parts the curtain separating the sides. She quickly spots her friends bag and grabs it.
"Aha! Finally!" She shouts in joy.
"Who's in here?!" Someone yells. Crap. Hermione groans and starts to panic. Someone else is in here. Cautiously, she steps back into the boys side and starts to tiptoe back towards the exit. Suddenly, she catches sight of Draco Malfoy with a towel wrapped around his waist and water dripping down his body. His back was to her, so she started walking a bit quieter in hopes he didn't see.
"Granger? You're the peeping Tom? I expected better from you." Hermione winces and turns to face Draco. She smiles and waves.
"Malfoy! What a coincidence seeing you here! I was just leaving, so if you excuse me-" He grabs her by the hand, preventing her from leaving. He raises an eyebrow at her and she finds her words suddenly dried up at the sight of a drop of water weaving its way down his chest.
"Look, I know, I'm beautiful" Hermione scoffs, "But that doesn't mean you have to stalk me in the showers."
"Pardon me, Malfoy! I was not stalking you in the showers." She says feeling indignant.
"Yeah? Why else would you be in the locker rooms?" He challenges. She holds up Ginnys bag.
"To get this." Draco waves his hand impatiently.
"Excuses, excuses. You know you like me."
"What?! Malfoy, if anything, you like me!"
"Absurd!"
