Fascination|𝐴 𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 (𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚛 3, 𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 1)

Chapter Eighteen | Speechless

Speechless, by Naomi Scott

   Hermione played with Draco's hair while he slept, his head resting on her lap. She smiled. He looked so peaceful. Draco smiled and the steady rise and fall of his chest let her know he must have been having a good dream. He didn't toss and turn like he had when they were in the hospital bed, for which she was glad. It had pained her to see him in such agony, but when Hermione had questioned him about it, Draco clammed up and said he didn't want to talk about it. Hermione looked down at him and sighed. It bothered her to know that he had a burden of some kind and felt that he had to carry it alone. Hermione needed him to know that he was never alone. Not anymore.

   Closing her book, Hermione shifted slightly, trying not to wake him and sighed. Hermione hoped he knew that he wasn't alone. That he didn't have to do everything by himself. Draco rolled over and shivered slightly. Hermione picked up her sweater and laid it over him then smiled as he settled. She sighed. Though she had hoped he would confide in her, she trusted he had his reasons for keeping it from her. Whatever it was, it was causing him to loose sleep. She just hoped he was past that and able to sleep at night. Hermioen smiled. From the looks of it, he was sleeping just fine.

   Hermione brushed the hair back from Draco's forehead, trying to wake him gently. She knew he'd had a long day but it was close to dinner time and she knew he'd probably sleep better in his own bed with a full stomach. Draco stirred slightly and Hermione stroked his forehead. He stretched with a yawn and struggled to open his eyes. She watched as his eyelids fluttered and he grunted. Hermione smiled as he blinked and rubbed his eyes like a child, then opened them widely. Draco looked up at her and smiled. "How long have I been asleep?"

She smiled. "About an hour."

Draco yawned and nodded. "You should have woken me."

"You were tired, you had a long day. I figured I'd let you sleep."

He sat up rubbing the back of his neck. "You couldn't have been comfortable."

Hermione laughed and leaned over to kiss his cheek. "Did you sleep well?"

Draco nodded and pinched his lips into a thin line. "Yes. I think I slept better than I have in a long time."

"That's good, right?"

Draco smiled. "Yes. I think your reading helped, I sleep much more peacefully when I'm near you."

Hermione blushed and gave him a smile. "Good. Did you like the book?"

He frowned. "I liked it when you read it to me."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "You didn't like it at all did you?"

He thought for a moment then shook his head. "No." She opened her mouth but he cut her off. "I'm just not a fan of those old romance books. I much prefered The Chronicles Of Narnia to Pride and Prejudice."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Your such a spoilsport. It's such a well written story!"

Draco raised an eyebrow. "It's a romance set in the 1700s. It can't get much more boring than that."

She gasped and smacked his arm. "Take that back!"

"Make me." He said raising both eyebrows repeatedly in challenge.

Hermione leaned over as if she was going to kiss him then scrunched up her nose and shook her head. "When will you ever learn."

   Draco groaned and rolled his eyes again and Hermione packed her book back in her bag. Then, leaning over, she placed a swift kiss on his lips. "I'm sorry but I've gotta go. I promised Ginny I'd sit by her for dinner." She grinned. "Your free to join us." She said with a wink and Draco smirked.