A Bit of Light Stalking | By : LovelessHope Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 25083 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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Draco made sure Hermione had the one room with a peephole on the door. "Oh it's just an old house" he had told he reassuringly "Probably put there when this door was used as a front door". She wrinkled her brow, but aware of her situation reluctantly agreed to take the room.
Hermione got into the bed after she was sure Draco had left. She didn't have any clothes with her, so she was pretty sure she'd have to sleep in the nude, if she wanted to avoid sleeping in tattered robes. Or she could ask Draco for maybe a tshirt or something to sleep in. But that would mean giving him even more power over her than he already had. Even if it was just a damned tshirt he would be letting her borrow. So that was her dilemma, sleep naked, hoping Draco didn't walk in, or ask Draco for a shirt.
"Oh what in Merlin's beard am I so afraid of" Hermione asked herself, then rolled out of the bed, adjusted her collar, and walked out her her door. She wished she hadn't closed her eyes in triumph though, because once she took two steps out of the door she walked right into a wall. "Gods!" She thought "Could today be any more humiliating!". Then she walked down the hall to the master bedroom, and knocked on the door. No answer. She knocked louder. No answer.
Hermione started to turn the knob, slowly. She heard a soft groan and flung the door open "Draco! Draco Malfoy are you hurt! Did they come for you!". All she saw was the covers fly up around the sillouhette of Malfoy, then she heard a loud "Knox!" as all of the lights shut off. Before she even knew what had happened, she felt a hand grab her wrist and forcefully shove her out of the room
"You're not aloud to be in here!" Draco Shouted pushing Hermione down
"I just wanted to borrow a shirt!"
"So you come barging into someone's room! What did you see!"
"What are you talking about! All I saw was darkness!"
"Good." Draco regained his composure "So you wanted to borrow a shirt?"
"Yes, I don't have any clothes with me"
"You didn't consider sleeping in the nude?"
"Malfoy!"
"Fine. Fine. Here" Draco pulled the shirt he was wearing off and handed it to Hermione, still on the ground.
Hermione recoiled a little, was she so desperate that she was about to take the shirt directly off Draco's back? "Don't you have anything else?" She whined "I am sure you have a closet full of clothing!" she said beginning to get up and head in the direction of his room
" I said no one is allowed in there!" Draco raised his voice, and pulled Hermione from the direction of the door and consequently into his arms. Hermione blushed. Draco had such a nice body. Muscled and toned, and the little bit of stubble on his chin tickled her forehead. Draco was taken aback. He felt Hermione's heart beat, fluttering under her robes. It had been so long since he had heard another person's heartbeat that wasn't his own, and didn't want to let Hermione go.
After a very long and awkward hug, Draco and Hermione stepped back from each other. "Like I said" Draco continued "This shirt is the best you're gonna get, Princess". Then Draco adjusted his sweatpants and strutted back to his room, leaving a dazed Hermione by herself, in the living room.
Once the door was closed Draco let out a deep breath, and wiped his brow. He couldn't believe Hermione almost saw all of the portraits of her. Hanging around his room. "Lumos!" He said, and began to tear down the painting, shoving them into a heap. He was determined to keep the little mudblood around and wouldn't go scaring her off with damned portraits.
He stopped at one though. It was just of Hermione's face, her wide smile. Her beautiful brown eyes, and her tongue sublty flicked out from between her teeth. He loved that picture. But then again, now he saw Hermione every day. And now she was talking to him. And in his house. And with that, he tore the picture down.
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