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Hermione Reparo	By : Kit_Stella Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 20416 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Hi Guys,
I'm soooo sorry this chapter took so long! I hate waiting for chapters when I'm in the middle of a new fic so I do apologize for this :( :( :(
The reason why this chapter took so long was because of work aaaand I had quite a bit of trouble with the plot. I realized that how I had originally planned out the story didn't exactly work with the first chapter and so I had to change a big chunk of the futur chapters. Hopefully, now I've fixed the plotline and there won't be any more problems of this kind.
Please bear in mind this is my first fic and I'm trying my best to give you guys something good to read. As always, please review, and feel free to let me know if there's anything special I should work on to make the fic better.
Enjoy reading :)
KS
Chapter 10: No Silence in the Library
The following days started with some awkward moments due to the break-up, but Hermione was relieved to see that everything seemed to go into place quite quickly. She had a close-knit group of friends and even though there was a slight change in their dynamics and interactions following the news, the group didn’t change fundamentally. Soon enough, she and Ron were bickering again as before any romantic feelings ever took place between them. Hermione did notice Lavender’s presence more and more often around them and there still was a tiny thread of jealousy in her regarding the other woman although mostly she did her best to feel happy for Ron and her.
Another thing she did notice was a certain blond Slytherin avoiding her in general. She had even gone down to the Slytherin dungeons once she had left the divination tower to seek him out but she couldn’t find him anywhere. Well, maybe he wasn’t really avoiding her but she felt uneasy about their last parting and the fact of the matter was that weeks went by without the slightest interaction between the two. And Hermione had to admit that she had gotten used to them, and she daresay even missed them at this moment.
So, that’s why, on one Wednesday evening when Hermione caught sight of Draco in the library, in deep concentration in front of a book, she marched straight up to him and demanded in a loud whisper:
“Draco, what’s going on?”
He closed his book and took a side-glance in her general direction. He sighed and asked:
“What do you mean, Granger?” His tone was cold. That wasn’t good, she thought. She slid down on the seat next to his.
“You’ve been avoiding me, ever since...ummm, well you know.” Hermione replied, looking at him with concern as her cheeks turned pink.
“Get over yourself, Granger, I’ve been busy, the world doesn’t revolve around you.” he said picking up his book and continuing the chapter she had just interrupted him from.
Even though she was feeling quite hurt from his last quip, she was not about to take this so she grabbed his book from him and slammed it shut on the desk, causing a few heads to turn in the library.
“Draco, look, I don’t understand why you’re upset with me, so please, talk to me.”
He stared at the closed book for what probably was a full minute and felt like forever to her. Finally he grabbed her by the upper arm and rather forcefully said in a voice that was half-growl.
“Come with me”.
It wasn’t as much a request as it was an order. Was it weird that the way he spoke to her made her stomach feel funny? Had the library gotten all of a sudden much warmer? She shuffled along beside him, people staring at the pair of them storm through the aisles until they reached the restricted section. Hermione heard Draco mumble a silencio as he walked to the window at the end of the aisle.
“Ron and I are through” she blurted out.
“I know” he said, with his back to her.
“Draco, I-”
“Why are you telling me this?” he asked as he paced back to the other end of the aisle.
“I…well, I thought you’d might want to know…” she was starting to have second thoughts about being so direct with him.
“And why’s that?” he snapped.
She was beginning to think this was a mistake. Why was it all the men she ever was involved with were so hot-headed?
“I don’t understand you. One day you’re hot, the next you’re cold…I just don’t get it.” She whispered loud enough for him to hear. He looked at her thoroughly puzzled and seemed to start approaching her. However, at that moment, behind Draco, she saw Harry at the far end of the aisle. Because of the noise cancelling spell she couldn’t hear him but he seemed to be calling her name. With a flick of her wand she lifted the spell and she left Draco there as she glanced back at him one last time. The look on his face intrigued her but Harry seemed very worried and she was afraid he might do something stupid. She had to go to him.
“Hermione, what’s going on?” Harry asked her as he looked over towards Draco who was storming back to his book.
Hermione just kept walking out of the library, as Harry looked at her more puzzled than ever.
“Did he hurt you?” Harry asked slowly with a stern look on his face. At that moment, he saw a flicker of emotion in his friend’s features.
“No, he didn’t” she said. “I mean, yes, b-but no, Harry, he really, really didn’t.” and with that her voice began to quiver.
Harry led her to sit down on a bench on the side of a corridor away from the entry of the library where students were coming and going and clearly trying to eavesdrop.
“Ar-are you two, I mean, is something going on?” Harry stammered as he looked at her on the bridge of realization.
“I don’t know.” Hermione wailed as she raised her arms in despair. She turned towards him, tears in her eyes. “Harry, I think he’s different and, I just, I dunno. Please don’t be mad at me.”
Harry said nothing for a bit and just stared at her. It took him a couple of seconds. He wrapped an arm around her in a warm and friendly hug.
“Hermione, I’m not mad at you, ok? Look. I don’t know what is going on. What I do know is that Ron and you, that just didn’t work out. For a moment there, I thought I lost you guys. And, Ginny’s told me about Malfoy and all he’s doing around the school and apparently even his mother has put together a couple of charity events for people who suffered in the battle. Just, Hermione, don’t get hurt. And please come to me if ever, well, if he hasn’t changed.” He said with a sigh.
“He has, I think. Well, we never actually knew him back then, did we?” she said.
“Wasn’t the kind of bloke you wanted to get to know.” Harry huffed.
“I really think that’s changed, Harry” Hermione said, as she wiped her tear-stained cheeks. “He’s fun to talk to and he’s been surprisingly kind with me…” she looked back in the direction of the library “I just, I think he’s angry with me…”
“He’ll get over it, Hermione. No one can stay mad with you for long.” He said.
“Harry,” Hermione said grasping his hand. “You know you’re an amazing friend?”
“Yeah yeah” he said with a lazy smile. Then his tone turned threatening “Just remind him that I am the one who killed Voldermort, in case he gets out of line with you.” He finished as he looked at her over his glasses.
To that Hermione giggled and let her mind fill with thoughts of a certain blond wizard.

Meanwhile, said blond wizard was back at his desk in the library. He tried to continue reading the book he had left before being rudely interrupted. How dare she interrupt him? Why had she come back to see him? He was so upset; he hadn’t noticed the other Slytherin who had seated himself at the same table across from him.
All of a sudden, he was shocked out of his thoughts by a piece of balled-up parchment hitting him square in the face and falling on his book.
“Whathe-” Draco started saying as he looked up and saw Blaise.
“Oy, mate, what’s gotten into you?” the other Slytherin asked catching the piece of parchment that Draco tried to throw back at his face.
“Mate, that’s rich coming from you” Draco huffed, “What do you want?” he added while looking back down at his book, pretending to read again.
“That’s not fair, Drake, you know I tried. I was at your fathers trial and, you can ask your mother, I tried to come ‘round the manor quite often-”
“Funny, I never received any of your owls inquiring about my well-being?” Draco looked straight at the other man whilst raising an eyebrow.
“Oh, mate, you know how much I hate writing! I don’t even owl witches I wanna shag so why in bloody hell would I waste my time and owl on you? Granted, you know how much I love blonds but your hairs’ just a bit too white…and you’d be a very ugly witch.” He said with a smile.
“You little shit.” Draco said as he chuckled lightly. He had forgotten how easily his old friend could lighten up his bad moods.
“So, what’s gotten you so upset…have anything to do with Granger?” Blaise emphasized on the Gryffindor’s name.
“What makes you say that?” Draco said in full poker-face mode whilst deliberately not answering his friend’s question.
“Ever since I got in the library a few minutes ago all I hear is people whispering about you lot going off to the restricted section.” His friend said with a huge tell-me-more smile. “And then I saw Granger outside with Potter and it looked like she was crying…so, tell me, what did you do now?”
“She was crying?” Draco said, getting quite serious again. “Wha-I mean where-?”
“They already left to the Gryffindor tower, mate. Leave it. Stay here and tell me, what’s going on?”
Draco stared at his friend for a while and said in a low voice.
“She kissed me.”
“She kidded you?”
“She did…And I kissed her back.”
“I should bloody well hope so.” Blaise said. Draco looked at him questioningly so he added “Drake, have you seen her? Those legs, and her eye’s, and that mouth, just make’s you wanna-”
“Got it, mate.” Draco interrupted before he let the other wizard finish his thought. He didn’t like Blaise listing her features like that. It made him feel protective. Protective of what was his…wait what?
“You’d have been a fool not to kiss her back. Took you long enough anyway.” Blaise said as he started playing with Draco’s quill.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Draco replied, thoroughly surprised at his friend’s last comment. He tried to reach back for his quill, which just made Blaise raise it further above his head and smile at Draco.
“Means you like her…you’ve liked her for quite a bit if you want my opinion. I may, or may not, have even set up a bet after the Yule Ball that you’d try to have a shot with her.” Draco stared at him in disbelief, so he continued, “Yeah, well, that was kinda before all hell broke loose. Anyhow” Blaise said, and Draco was amazed at how easily his friend was able to wash away the past years in such a simple phrase, “Anyhow, now you’ve got her crying, which I’m guessing is because you’ve gone all mean and were defensive…am I right?”
Draco said nothing for a bit and then lunged over the table to grab his quill back from Blaise’s hand.
“Well, she kinda pushed me away…I think she regretted kissing me.” Draco said, all of a sudden very interested in his quill. He couldn’t admit to this whilst looking his friend in the eye.
“Is that why she was crying…you were that bad?”
“You ass, she didn’t kiss me today, that was weeks ago…it’s just, she just came over demanding to talk with me and maybe I was just slightly defensive…” Draco said, admitting he might be in the wrong here.
“And I’m the ass.” Blaise replied.
“Watch it.” Draco said menacingly.
“No man, if I don’t tell you, no one will. Get over yourself. She came back to talk to you. That’s gotta mean something. I don’t see the Gryffindor princess as someone who would deliberately try to be mean with anyone…even you. So, stop being so defensive.” Blaise said, his tone for once, serious and even a little severe.
Draco said nothing for a bit as he let his friend’s words sink in. He then started gathering his things and got up. Blaise looked at him as he just stood there.
“I could use a drink.” Draco stated. He wouldn’t tell his friend he was right, at least not in so many words. But he was happy to have been able to speak with him. Blaise had always helped him see the brighter side of things. It felt good to reconnect with his lifelong friend. Besides, the fact that said friend helped clear any doubt regarding a certain Gryffindor’s feelings was a good bonus, that helped improve his mood.
“I thought you’d never ask, dear.” Blaise said as he flung his bag over his shoulder and walked out of the library with Draco.

Yay for Draco and Blaise being friends again :)
That Draco...such a stubborn lil'Slytherin...
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