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Dont Panic	By : pepperdoc Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 3557 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series or any part of it, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: This is my first fanfic, I have had to repost it since apparently my disclaimer was wrong… anyway, lots of fluff. Hope you like it.

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It had all began about 4 weeks ago. Hermione had been quietly sitting in her office, reading the Daily Prophet. On the third page was a picture of Draco Malfoy- he was ripping off his Quiddich shirt and roaring silently at her. The caption had mentioned a charity Quiddich match and something about him having won the game.

Hermione paid it little attention. The ferocity on his face, his beautiful muscles covered in sweat and mud- the image seemed to turn a switch on inside of her mind. That switch, it seemed, went from her eyes to her clit. After having seen the picture replay itself twice, she was soaking her panties. She walked to the loo without thinking- taking the newspaper with her- and found release in only a few strokes.

'Now, I'm pathetic,' she thinks leaning over to look across the hallway again. She could just see his shoulder and part of his arm. She knew he was reading the same inter-office memo that she was:

Attention all non-'pureblood' witches and wizards: The serial killer known as Elfman is believed to be in London and attacking Muggle-Borns. Please make arrangements to have company on your way home. The Ministry of Magic wants to remind everyone to be VERY careful once home and follow all protection spells on the memo following! Be Safe! Be Cautious!

Hermione was little concerned. Since the Floo network had been shut down for everyone a month ago to fix many flukes with it, everyone had been in a grumpier mood, and apparently caused one witch or wizard to go crazy and start turning Muggle-Borns into elves and calling him/herself Elfman. Harry and Ron always made such a fuss about her getting home anyway; they had insisted that she always have one of them walk with her home. She rolled her eyes to herself and concentrated on the work in front of her.

A few hours later Hedwig flew silently into her office with two letters. Hermione smiled at the owl and offered her a piece of her favorite jerky. Hedwig dropped the letters from her mouth to get the jerky. Hermione stroked the owls snowy head and attempted to take one letter. Hedwig hooted at her and grabbed the letter back from Hermione, then pushed the other envelope at her. Hermione wondered how in the world Harry had trained the owl. Hedwig suddenly flew out the door and... Across the hall?? Hermione thought better than to be caught staring at Draco... again.

She opened the letter and read Harry's note:

'Hermione-

I'm asking Malfoy to walk you home tonight and maybe tomorrow. Ron and I have Auror business to attend to in Spain. We'll talk about it all when we get back. Sorry it's gotta be Malfoy- but he's the only other person we would trust you with.

Harry'

"Granger," Draco drawled from her door as she stared at the note. Sorry it's gotta be Malfoy? She glanced at his handsome features saw how easily he was leaning against the door jamb with his arms crossed over his broad chest. The gray sweater he was wearing matched his eyes perfectly and made his now tanned skin look more beautifully smooth in contrast to the rough weave.

Barely a second passed whilst she thought of all this. "Yes, Malfoy?"

"Since your body guards are out of town, would you like me to walk you home?" He sounded as unenthusiastic as he always did, however he looked as though he could be laughing on the inside.

She looked back at the note in her hands then up at him. "That would be awful nice of you Malfoy, and so not like your normal self," She said sweetly, thinking of how much of an asshole he always has been, and not taking it at face value. 'What do you want ferret?' she thought.

His eyebrow arched in her direction, his face becoming so handsome she thought her heart might burst. "Despite what you might think of me Granger, I am capable of concern for my coworker, and sometimes friend," he paused looking out the window for a second, then back at her. "Especially considering there is a maniac on the loose, and I am free tonight, would you like company on your way home tonight?"

Her face softened and she said, "I'm sorry Malfoy, that is very kind of you. I would appreciate you walking with me."

He smiled thinly, "Then I'll see you when you're ready. Just let me know."

'How I would love to see you smile for real,' she thought sadly.

She pushed these thoughts aside and got back to work.

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The clock on her desk had struck 8:00 when she realized what time it was. She pulled out her wand and cleaned up the table in front of her with a yawn. It suddenly struck her that she would be walking home with Draco. Her heart began to beat faster as she glanced across the hallway and saw his shoulder still at his desk. She sighed inwardly, some part of her refused to believe he was as kind as he acted. She gathered her things together, and visited the loo before she walked to his door. She was just opening her mouth to tell him she was ready whenever he was when she saw he'd fallen asleep.

His hair had fallen across his forehead and he looked so peaceful. Hermione's heart gave a sad lurch thinking of all the ways she could wake him and all the ways she could never wake him. 'Oh, Draco, how could we ever end up together?' she thought sadly. A small spark of hope flashed in her heart, but she would not allow it to ignite. 'It'll never happen,' she thought, staring at his beautiful face. She mentally shook herself and walked into his office. The smell of him was all over the place, she felt like she was drowning in it, and was happy for it.

She walked around his desk and touched his shoulder, suddenly she realized she'd never touched him except in anger. She rubbed his shoulder gently and whispered, "Malfoy? Maaa-lfoy?"

He sighed a little and turned his head. She frowned.

She moved her hand to the middle of his back and stroked there instead, saying "Draco?" a little louder.

He sighed again, ending it with an "Mmm" sound.

The sound made her stomach clench slightly. She raised an eyebrow and focused on him suddenly looking like a cat with a mouse. She put her purse down on the ground and put both hands on his arms. She rubbed them gently, and leaned a little closer to his ear to whisper "Draco, wake up," He stirred a little, "Draaacoo."

She saw his eyes open, but did not stop rubbing his arms, she whispered again playfully, "Draco, wake up."

"I am awake Granger," he said quietly. She jumped back as though he'd startled her, she decided she would pretend like she wasn't enjoying touching him.

She picked up her purse and walked around the desk to sit in the chair across from him. He sat up and stretched, the muscles flexing under his shirt were mesmerizing, but Hermione only looked out of her peripheral vision. "You certainly are a heavy sleeper, Malfoy," she said.

"Mmm, only when I'm at work," he said stretching over the desk, his fingers clasped together. "When the manor is empty..." He stopped himself, "What time is it?"

She glanced at her watch, "8:30" She answered.

He frowned, the crease looking comfortable on his face, which saddened Hermione. "How long were you trying to wake me up?"

"About 15 minutes. I don't think there is anyone but the elves in the building." She left what she was thinking out of their conversation, 'How can you not sleep at home but you can here- even though the circumstances are the same?'

"Do you always stay this late, Hermione? Or do your body guards rush you?"

She almost snapped at him, until she replayed what he'd said, "No, I do not always stay this late, I was just catching up on things I've gotten behind on."

"You? Behind? Can't imagine it."

"I've been... distracted lately."

He leaned forward, looking at her intensely, "What in the world could have YOU distracted? At Hogwarts, you were the least distractible person in the world."

She glared at him, "You would be very surprised to find that I threw myself into my studies as a distraction, not the other way around. People I loved were constantly being attacked, as I'm sure you remember, since half of the time it was you doing the attacking." He winced.

Inwardly she was calling herself all kinds of names telling herself this was no way to act, since he has CHANGED since then. Outwardly, she looked like she could kill him were she to even touch her wand. She crossed her legs and leaned forward, "To answer your question, I'm-" She stopped herself realizing she was about to tell him the truth "-worried about you. Since you are across the hall I can see that there is something wrong with you." 'Ha! Turn the tables on you! Take you off your guard!' she thought.

"Is that why you're always staring at me lately?" He asked quietly.

'Shit' she thought. "What other reason could there be, Malfoy?" she said aloud.

He smirked, "Malfoy? What happened to Draco? I rather liked that."

She rolled her eyes, "I'm sure you did."

He paused, looking at her levelly. "Do you realize that you do not want people to pigeon-hole you, and yet you do it to everyone else?"

She twitched her head to the side- something he'd learned meant she was considering something foreign to her.

He waited. Patience was something every Slytherin had in common.

"I do apologize Draco. I was pigeon-holing you. There is some part of me which refuses to admit you are not 'ferret-boy'."

He smiled a genuine smile, "Apology accepted. I am not the same as I was in Hogwarts, to prove it, would you care to come to Malfoy Manor and have dinner, after which I will gladly drive you home myself?"

She smiled back, admiring the smile on his face, how wonderful it looked there. "You have a car?" She asked, astonished at herself for picking up on that without thinking.

"Yes, I love them; those Muggles have the most interesting designs for them. I have about 30 different kinds. I'll gladly show them to you and let you pick one out to be driven home in!" He seemed so excited to show her.

"Yes I will come then. Oh wait... Are you the Elf man?" She asked guardedly.

He laughed, "No! No I'm Not! HaHaHaHaHa!!"

She laughed with him.

When they'd finished laughing, Draco looked at her, stood, came around the desk and took her hand. He pulled her up and asked her, "Port Key or Train?"

Her stomach growled, she looked at it, then at him, smiling, "Port Key."

He turned to the bookcase, and pointed to the glass orb sitting on it, "Ready?"

"Yes," She reached out for it, they touched it at the same time and she was suddenly in Malfoy Manor.

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