Hermione's pov
All I could think about was Parkinson. Her kinda cute laugh and the way she had trusted me with her sadness. Ofcouse what was most ok my mind was her touch. So real, so intimate. I had a urge to talk to her again, it was so strong i couldnt look at her without wanting to go up to her and talk to her, again. But then again, everytime she would look at me or i would look at her, my heart would pound like crazy. I needed her number so i could talk to her.
"Harry." I said. "Yeah whats up 'moine?" He said. I knew that if i could get Dracos number i could get Pansys too. "You wouldnt happen to have Draco' s number would you?" I say really hoping he would just have it and not question me, but atlast i knew it wouldnt be that easy. "Why?" He sat curius. "Thats not importent. Do you?" I really hoped he would just give me it. "I happen to do, but I wont give it to you without a reason." Harry didnt look like he wanted to tease, he mostly looked like he wmated to protect Malfoy. I was confused. "Fine." I hesitated. "I need Pansys number." I said knowing i could trust him. "Parkinson. Why would you want her number? You hate her." At the last comment i got chills. 'i dont hate her!' I thought. But again thats what every one thought. I had never really hated her, but Ron hated Blaise and goyle so Harry quickly hated Draco. And then the two girls where left. Me and pansy. "I have a class with her." I said the first lie i could think of. "sure okay." Harry clearly didnt believe me but didnt wanna argue with me. He gave me dracos number.
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