Stay By My Side ✅ (Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy)

Obsessed

Hermione POV

Draco and I haven't spoken for days, not since that hug in the corridors. I don't know what happened, things just got awkward. The only dialogue we exchanged with one another in the 4 days since the hug, is hello's or small talk. I knew I would be lying to myself if I said there wasn't a small part of me that was disappointed. In recent times I have grown more and fonder of Malfoy. Not because of his usual arrogant self, only because I knew there was another side to him. A side that cares and...loves? I felt stupid for even thinking about the term 'Love' but I still wondered. What was on his mind? How did he feel towards me? If he hated me so much then why would he kiss me, act sweet and nice and hug me back? So many questions but very little answers.

I sighed as I yanked my comb through my hair for another school day. It was Thursday and I felt as if the week was going painfully slow, mainly because the tension between Draco and I was too much for me to bear. There was some nights where he didn't even come back to the common room to sleep, I wasn't sure if he was purposely trying to avoid me. It didn't take much to guess where he could have been. I wrinkled my nose in disgust as I thought of Pansy Parkinson's finger nails digging into me. What does he even see in her? I didn't want to think about it. Before I left my bedroom there was the sound of a familiar tapping noise coming from my bedroom window. I turn around to see the same golden owl that brought me the letter from Ron. I slowly and reluctantly made my way towards the window; there was a fair chance that the letter could be from Ron. I still haven't any sort of communication with him, not properly anyway. I replied to the letter he sent me asking if I could see him, I told him I needed time to think about it and I wished him all the best. I breathed a sigh of relief as I looked down at the handwriting. There's only one person whom this scrawny writing could belong to.

 Dear Hermione

How are things going with school? I hope Malfoy isn't causing you any trouble. As you know next week (Friday) is Halloween. I'm not sure if Ginny has told you about this yet but I'll just tell you now anyway. Ms McGonagall got in contact with Ron and I yesterday, she kindly invited us both as special guests to the schools Halloween party. I didn't even hesitate, there's no way I would miss out on seeing everyone. Ron was a bit of a nuisance and acted like a five year old over it. I presume it's about the situation between you two but he agreed to come anyway. I'm really excited and can't wait to see you, Ginny and everyone else who returned for seventh year! By the way I think it'll probably be best for you and Ron to sort things out soon. I don't want you to feel pressurised or anything but it's getting irritating watching Ron act depressed the whole time. It's such a mood killer. Anyway I didn't write to talk about Ron, I wrote because I miss you and I can't wait to see you next week. It's so different not seeing you every day, it's definitely something I haven't gotten used to. I should get going otherwise I'll be late for Aurors. Have a good day and I'm looking forward to hearing from/seeing you! By the way, Ron says Hello.

Always, Harry

I had completely forgotten that Halloween was next week. I've lost  track of the days recently. Harry and Ron coming to the party next week was excellent news... well excellent news that Harry is coming. I wasn't as excited to see Ron but I just needed to get on with it. I can't hide from him forever. I practically skipped down to the Great Hall for breakfast. I took a seat next to Ginny.

"I heard about Harry and Ron coming next week. Harry wrote me telling me so." I said buttering a slice of toast "That should be fun."

"Oh yes. I completely forgot to tell you, sorry." she says excitedly "But I can hardly wait. It's going to be the best Halloween ever. I'm trying to convince Harry to let us both wear matching costumes."

I laughed at the thought of Ginny and Harry wearing similar costumes. I engaged in some conversation with Ginny while we both ate. I couldn't help but fix my gaze on the blonde haired boy sitting at the Slytherin table. He had dark circles under his eyes and looked exhausted, not to mention miserable. Pansy Parkinson's arm around him didn't seem to interest him too much. His stormy grey eyes stared straight ahead, he hardly even noticed Pansy's existence no matter how many seductive smiles she gave him. Pathetic.