Dramione: The Forced Marriage

Chapter 15

Hermione's P.O.V
After I asked that question I immediately regretted it. I see his smirk falter and he slightly frowns.

"H-hey you do-don't have to answ-" I try saying to Malfoy but he cuts me off.

"No, it's fine." He says. He takes a deep breath. "My childhood was good before I came to Hogwarts. Before, my grades weren't the best and my father was sometimes stressed,  so he killed two birds with one stone, he punished me for my grades and took out his stress by... by beating me and using the cruciatus curse." He says. I look at him. His eyes holding a lot if hurt in them.

I unconsciously touch the scar on my arm from when Bellatrix used the cruciatus curse and when she bit the word 'mudblood' into my arm.

I reach out to hold his hand. He looks up quickly, his cool silver pools staring directly into my warm brown ones. "I-I know how much it hurts." I state. The pain of the curse, the feeling of being helpless to someone of power.

I squeeze his hand. I feel him squeeze back. "Ahem anyways, your turn to ask a question." I say taking my hand back away from him, looking away from our eye contact.

"Well, I guess, what did Potter say to you in the Great Hall?" He says, his smirk slightly coming back.

I felt my face get hot. "Um..." I said, my face feeling a hundred times hotter than it was before.

"C'mon you have to answer." He says, his smirk finally coming back fully.

"Harry asked for how you and I had gotten so close this past week. Then I told him. And he said what a great story to tell your future kids." I said, face feeling hotter than it was before. I put my hands in front of my face and look down.

I feel Malfoy's hands on mine, pulling them away from my face. I look up and see him staring at me. At this point I think I'm gonna have a nosebleed from how hot my face is.

I think he realized how red my face is and smirked even wider. "I think our kids will enjoy that story." He says.

"HEY! MALFOY!" I said as he runs to 'our' bedroom for safety.

I go inside the room and raise an eyebrow. I see Malfoy with the blanket over himself 'hiding'. I roll my eyes going over him. I go to take the covers off him, just to feel myself being pulled down on the bed. I close my eyes. "This bed is not as soft as I remember." I thought, it felt harder?

I open my eyes slowly and instead of being met with covers of a bed, I see a Slytherin crest. I look up from the crest to see Malfoy staring at me, a small blush across his cheeks. "S-sorry Malfoy." I say pushing myself up my hands on his chest and rolled of the bed to land on my feet.

"Anyways, I'm on 3 questions, and you're on 2 so it's my turn." I say.

"Why did you realize you didnt want to be rude to me in 5th year?" I ask.

"Merlin, why must you ask such uncomfortable questions?" He says rhetorically, sighing.

"I realized how much I was hurting you and the other muggles here, I told my father this, he was so angry. He used the cruciatus curse on me. So I had to continue to hate you." He says, rubbing his temples lightly.

"Whatever, my question now. What's your favorite colour?" He asks.

"Really?" I say, looking at him wih a raised brow.

"Yes. And that's your 5th question." He states matter-a-factly.

I roll my eyes. "Its red." I say.

"Of course it is, house pride, right?" He ask.

"Yeah, sure. Also that's your 4th question." I say in a mocking tone.

"Oh whatever Granger." He says, a scowl making its way onto his face.

"Well what's your favorite colour?" I ask.

"I have two. Silver and green." He says, seeming a bit annoyed.

"Of course it is, house pride right?" I say mocking him.

He glares at me.

This continued all through the night in 'our' bedroom before I kicked him out and made him sleep on the couch while I slept on 'our' comfortable bed.

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To be continued...

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Hey! Hope you enjoyed Draco and Hermione getting to know each other better. Well that's it for now, bye!

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