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When Lines Are Blurred	By : DivineAngel Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 29692 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2: Feast
and Faucets

Ron put his knife and
fork down on his empty plate and slowly chewed the last mouthful of
food. Once again, the food for the welcoming feast was magnificent.
"I can't believe
Justin is Head Boy." Ron said when he finally finished chewing.
"Why not?"
Asked Harry, "He's, you know, brainy and whatever."
"He's really
involved with lots of school activities. It's not just about doing
well in exams, you know." Hermione said, finishing her last
forkful of food.
"You're not involved
in any other activities, you don't have time after all the hours in
the library!" Ron exclaimed.
"Spew."
"Excuse me?"
Ron said, wide eyed, "I thought we weren't supposed to call it
that."
"I gave up trying to
convince you of that ages ago. Anyway, I'm still really involved in
it. Over the course of last year our membership increased by 200
percent."
"What, from 3 to 9?
That's impressive!" Harry smirked.
"Don't be silly, it
was 14 at the beginning of last year. Umbridge's presence in the
fifth year really made people think about fair treatment." She
shot a meaningful look at Harry who looked down at his empty plate
uncomfortably. "Once she was gone people jumped at the chance to
be part of trying to improve the lives of others. There are 42
members now. But you two have just not noticed at all. I guess
Dumbledore did though."
"But Justin wasn't
even a Prefect." Ron scowled, obviously trying to get back to
the subject and avoid Hermione's criticism. Harry raised his eyebrows
and looked at Ron in disbelief,
"Neither was my dad,
was he? And he was Head Boy."
Dumbledore saved Ron by
standing and calling for quiet. He gave the usual notices and
suggested everyone go to bed. Hermione stood quickly and busied
herself making sure the prefects knew what they were doing. Ron and
Harry made their way with the crowd out into the entrance hall, Ginny
caught them up quickly and grabbed Harry around the waist. He pulled
her around to his side and they kissed passionately among the throng
of people. Ron was separated from them in the madness, but he didn't
mind, he'd rather not witness his sister's "activities". He
made his way up the stairs to the Gryffindor common room.

Hermione finished making
sure her Head Girl duties were done for the evening and set off the
the common room along the now quiet corridors. Her dream was still on
her mind and her encounter with Malfoy on the train was bothering her
even more. She had seen him at the feast but he hadn't even glanced
her way. Maybe she had been imagining things. She focussed on the
corridor, suddenly aware that she had been wandering aimlessly and
had no idea where she was. She stopped and looked around, she had
just passed a girl's bathroom so she jogged back to it and went
inside. Going over to the sinks she thought she heard a noise,
startled she looked around, checking the stalls. She was alone.
"Get a grip
Hermione." She muttered to herself. She turned a tap and wet her
hands, holding her hair back with one hand she leant forward and
began splashing her face with cold water. She looked up, into the
mirror, ice-cold water dripping down her face, her skin flushed. As
she stared at her reflection a ghostly white face appeared out of the
blackness behind her. She let out a sudden cry but quickly stifled it
when the reflection became more clear. "Malfoy, what the fuck
are you doing in here?" She snapped at his reflection. He moved
up close behind her and she whipped around.
"I thought you
looked... upset. So I followed you in." His voice was odd, sort
of strained, like it pained him to say this. Hermione was stunned,
she just stood there like a rabbit in head-lights. Malfoy moved up
even closer and put his hands on the sink either side of her. She
looked down at his hands and quickly back to his face.
"So, what do you
want? You're not going to threaten me again, Malfoy." Quick as a
snake his nose was almost touching hers,
"Threaten you? I
don't make threats, Granger, I make promises."
"Fine. What were you
talking about on the train, exactly? Something interesting? Or were
you just being an annoying prick like usual? Ron and Harry said they
were just late, the usual trouble of getting everyone to the
station."
"Oh. Are you sure
they weren't leaving anything out?" He leaned back a bit, but
didn't move his hands from the sink.
"Look Malfoy, you
can't wind me up, I'm not just a kid any more. Neither are you, you
should have grown out of pretending to know things that aren't
remotely true." She made to move away, but his arm was too
strong and it wouldn't budge. "Move. Let me go."
"No." He
slammed himself up against her, pushing her hard against the sink,
she leaned away from him so her head was against the mirror, and
hiked herself up so she was sitting on the edge of the sink. Malfoy
smirked and followed her, leaning in so that his body was almost
touching hers and tried to force her knees apart with his hips. But
she was too quick for him and swung her legs over his left arm,
leaping down from the sink in one swift movement and bolted out the
door. Malfoy slammed the palm of his hand on the sink and let out a
growl in frustration.
"Hehe. I don't think
she fancies you back." Came a shrill voice from behind him, but
Myrtle was gone before he even saw her.
"I don't fancy her!"
He yelled to the empty room. His words echoed around him, hollow.

Hermione walked briskly
to Gryffindor tower, running her hands through her wet hair to
de-tangle it.
"What the hell was
that about?" She muttered out loud, desperately trying to
arrange her thoughts. "Was he going to kiss me? Why would he do
that? Yuck. Oh God. I don't care. I don't care"
"Of course not
dear." Said the Fat Lady sleepily as Hermione came to a halt in
front of her.
"I don't" She
said unconvincingly before giving the password and heading for bed.
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