4 Turns | Dramione

13 | exposed lies

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Aug 19 1612 (Sunday)

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It's so hot. Her nightgown had stuck to her sweaty skin, making her feel so uncomfortable. Hermione kicked away her blanket in her shallow sleep and tried to shift away from the source of heat, albeit a heavy weight pressed into her waist, hindering her from rolling around. Humming disapprovingly, she moved with more strength this time, but the pressure on the side of her body only tugged her even closer to the warmth. Her droopy eyes reluctantly squinted open to investigate what was going on.

The first thing came into sight was a piece of smooth white material forming a V-line attached with ruffles, displaying the pale skin underneath. His distinctive applewood scent rushed to her nose, enveloping her with a sense of security. Her tentative gaze darted upwards and wandered along his chiselled jawline to his pointy chin then to his face. His lids were shut, masking the stormy, mysterious silver orbs from the beams of sunlight. Her eyes lowered to her torso and found his arm on her waist, keeping her tightly against him, she could sense the heat radiating from his flesh and his strong heartbeat through their nightwears. She dismissed the idea of pushing him away as she's afraid of waking him up. He'd helped her a lot and he deserved a serene, pleasant sleep. Her cheeks heated up as she recalled that she'd pathetically squirmed towards to wizard last night. She's the reason why they're in this position.

She had utterly lost the urge to resume her sleep. Her eyes settled on his face again. It's the first time their faces were so close that there were only centimetres between them. His skin was pale as usual, faint shades of pink were exhibited at the high points of his cheeks. She surveyed his face from forehead to chin, discovering a few vague freckles here and there which were unnoticeable unless you got very, very close. She wondered if Draco Malfoy had freckles too. Then the thought of the infamous Hogwarts bully screaming like a baby girl while his father disowned him for "turning into a Weasley" made her almost burst out laughing.

Although she knew that the man before her was Ladon Malone, not Draco Malfoy, the physical resemblances between the two still intimidated her. Besides their appearances, their personalities were similar too. Both were spoiled, snobbish. They're frustratingly stubborn about their beliefs, but very quick-witted and competitive, especially in arguing; they'd just bend the truths and throw demeaning comments in order to win.

However, no matter how much they resembled each other since Draco Malfoy couldn't care less about her and wouldn't even get close to her, she's sure that she wouldn't mistake one for another if both of them were standing in front of her. They were two completely different individuals.

After the events that had taken place the previous day, she'd be lying if she didn't admit that she'd been getting attached to Malone, to someone from a different timeline. It wasn't a piece of good news at all. It's foolish of her to let her emotions take the lead, but she couldn't help it. Ladon Malone was the only person she could talk to when she's stuck in this timeline. Although they'd been forced to live together for a week, they didn't know much about each other. They only chatted about random magical trivia but nothing personal. She somehow had a peculiar feeling that while she's trying to keep a distance between them, Malone was doing the same too. He wouldn't pressure her to tell him anything she didn't want to and vice versa. Still, she trusted him while she couldn't imagine herself having faith in Draco Ferret Malfoy.

His long eyelashes fluttered as she's counting his almost invisible freckles before his grey eyes blinked at her in bewilderment, leading her heart to skip a beat. She spun around and got rid of his arm as she dramatically rolled aside towards the other end of the bed as if a child had got caught doing naughty things. Facing her back to him, she could feel his piercing stares burning holes into her back. It took him a few seconds to figured out the situation and give feedback.