Not So Different (DraMione)

In which the Professors have a confrontation (Fluff/Humor)

"Professor Malfoy!" Hermione called sharply.

He stopped, but so did several of the students milling about the hallway.

She made shooing motions at them. "Get to class, or you'll be late," she told them sternly. When they started to move again she finally turned her attention to Draco.

He raised a pale eyebrow. "What titillating subject do you want to discuss with me this time?"

She glanced around at their audience before using a hand on his shoulder to steer him farther down the hall. "It's those detentions you gave out," she hissed.

He smirked. "You're here because some Gryffindor snitched to you? Which one was it? A Weasley?"

She scowled as several student's head perked up again. She tugged at his robes to try to make him hurry. "How about we discuss this somewhere private?"

"Sure," he drawled and then gestured with his chin towards one of the moving staircases. "That's a shortcut to my office." Then he glanced down at his watch. "For now, anyway."

"Perfect," Hermione said, and tried to hurry him into leaving faster.

"Will you stop wrinkling my robes, Professor Granger," he said dryly. "I don't need rumors about you disheveling my attire."

She couldn't control the heat that rushed into her face and she quickly pulled back her hand. "If there are any, it will be because of you saying things like that in front of so many impressionable minds," she said, gesturing behind her towards where there were still several students watching them.

He snorted softly but turned to face the students. "Professor Granger is correct, students. Hurry off to your classes."

To her annoyance, they did, waving as they hopped onto the biggest staircase.

Draco and Hermione got onto the smaller one and silently started down the steps. She was thinking about how she could jab him about being stuck in the dungeons when the staircase started moving. "Is... this supposed to happen?" she asked him.

He frowned, checked his watch again, and then cursed.

"We're on school grounds," she reminded him. "I suppose it's not supposed to do this?"

"It's Wednesday, isn't it," Draco said glumly, and, ignoring her other statements, cursed again. "Well, it will be private, at least."

The stairs were slowly shifting to a level above Draco's offices.

"Oh," Hermione said. "It's that corridor with all the ancient artifacts everyone avoids?"

"Just don't touch anything," Draco said, giving her a meaningful look before starting forward.

She scoffed as she followed. "I'm not one of your students."

As she stepped off to join him on the floor he gave her a once over. "No, thank Merlin, you aren't."

She self consciously adjusted her hair. Trust him to throw her off balance like usual. "Now, about those detentions."

He wrapped his arm around her back to touch her opposite elbow, using it to lightly guide her down the middle of the hallway. "You want me to give you one too?"

She frowned at him again. That had probably been meant to be an innuendo rather than a threat. She could step away but that meant being closer to the artifacts. Most of them hadn't been tested beyond Dark Magic detection. She had no desire to see what other traits they may have.