War of Hearts

"But spearmint and new parchment paper I couldn't place why those smells were important, until now." She spoke softly.

"Granger." Malfoy walked back over to her where he was less than a few inches from her.

She looked up to him as if still lost in her thoughts. "She felt sorry for Hades, he was alone ruling a world that was nothing, but death. She found that he really wasn't scary at all as she grew to understand him." Before he could even place a hand on her cheek, a loud bang and giggling could be heard from the other side of the room as a wooden door with decorative metals opened, the sound of wood scrapping over the worse-for-wear cobblestone floor. Malfoy withdrew his pale hand hastily.

Ron and Lavender walked out. Lavender was hanging off his right arm, Ron stopped and gave Hermione a questionable look. "Hermione, what are you doing with him?"

Lavender looked at him a little upset as she tugged on his right arm, "Come on, I think it's a little crowded in here lets go." Lavender let go as she stepped away and headed up the staircase.

Malfoy could see the anger welling up within Hermione's fiery honey eyes. "Nothing, we were just talking."