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Glowing Embers

Sitting inside the train cabin with her best friends, Harry and Ron, Hermione felt safe. Away from Malfoy and his hormonal looks of lust, she didn’t feel like she had to cover every inch of flesh that was exposed. She was just comfortable. Too comfortable to be noticed, apparently. She She rolled her eyes when she heard Ron yapping about Quidditch plays and the current drafting of new players by the Chudley Cannons.

/Oh come on. It’s almost as if I’m not even here./

‘When you two start talking about something else, call me. I’ll be outside.’ And with that, she got up and started to leave. Ron ducked his head and grinned sheepishly.

‘Sorry, Herm. Don’t go. We have a lot of catching up to do! Right, Harry?’ He turned to the boy with the round glasses, a look of supplication all over his face.

‘Come on, Herm. How was your summer?’ Harry asked, obviously trying to save their asses from the ranting the girl was visibly suppressing.

Hermione shrugged and rolled her eyes again.

Harry pouted his lips and started making poor puppy-dog looks when Hermione threw back her head and laughed heartily.

‘I was joking! I’ll be back in a couple of hours. You two go on and talk for a while. I have some reading to do,’ she explained.

Ron wrinkled his nose. ‘Reading?! Hermione, school hasn’t even begun yet!’ said the redhead.

Harry wiggled his eyebrows at Ron. ‘That’s our Hermione’’ he paused to look at the girl, ‘she’d rather spend time with her books than with us.’ He grinned.

Hermione stuck her tongue out at them, stepped out of the cabin and slid the door closed. Behind her she could hear their unabashed laughter.

/Merlin, how I’ve missed those two./

Hermione entered another cabin, an empty one, and sat down. She opened her book bag, took out Hogwarts: A History and opened it. She did not, however, read it at all. She simply placed it on her lap and looked out the window. She didn’t really plan on reading at all. She only wanted to spend some time alone.

Seeing Harry again evoked the feelings she had long been having. Only now, she couldn’t remember why exactly she had them. She had loved him for so long that she had gotten used to the idea already. She couldn’t recall why, and that disturbed her. He had been her best friend. Handsome, strong, intelligent and sweet, Harry was every girl’s dream come true. And he had been hers for as long as she could remember.

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When she saw him again today at Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, the sight he made took her breath away. No longer was he the scrawny, geeky-looking boy. He was now a beautiful man. His shoulders broad, his chest clearly chiseled under green cotton shirt he wore. His arms, rippled with cords of smooth muscles, looked strong.

/Quidditch did him good/

His green eyes darkened with recognition as he gazed upon Hermione with a surprised look on his face. He smiled, stepped up to her and wrapped his arms around her body.

‘Hermione,’ he murmured, ‘you look beautiful.’

He took a few steps back and grinned as Hermione curtsied. She laughed and threw her arms around his neck, hugging him a second time.

‘Harry! I missed you!’ she squealed.

‘I missed you, too,’ her whispered into her ear.

His mouth was so close to her ear. She could feel his warm breath tickling her skin. This would have been the perfect, magical, romantic moment. She knew that they would then have kissed, if only she hadn’t gotten that prickly feeling at the back of her neck.

She pulled away and turned around. And to her surprise, Draco Malfoy was standing a few feet away, staring at her figure with confusion written all over his face. He did a slow once-over of her body, from her feet up. It was heated, trailing and slow, and yet it was over too soon. Hermione shivered and bit her lip. She could feel the attraction bubbling underneath her skin.

She glared daggers at the blond ferret, as though to mask the undeniable desire coursing through her veins. He smirked in triumph when she shifted her weight from one leg to the other, a thing she only did when uncomfortable. He knew this, of course, having done it in his presence more than a few times, especially when the word ‘Mudblood’ was spat in the course of the squabbling.

Draco’s eyes dropped to her neck once more, and then back up to meet her own.

/What is it with my neck?/

He winked at her, so quickly in fact that she thought she had just imagined it. She nearly reeled in disbelief. He was already swaggering away when she recovered. It was then Hermione’s turn to appreciate his looks. He had the most luscious rear and a strong-looking back. His hair was long enough to touch the collar of his shirt, and his body was like one of those Greek sculptures she saw in Muggle encyclopedias. She was blushing at her current train of thought when Draco turned to look back at her, a glint in his eyes.

‘What the hell?’ she thought.

‘What’s what?’ Harry inquired.

She squinted at him and realized she asked the question out loud when she really did not mean to.

‘What’s what?’ he asked again, his forehead wrinkled in curiosity.

‘Nothing. Look, the Weasleys!’

She walked quickly towards the family of redheads. As expected, hugging and how-are-you’s ensued. Harry kept on making confused glances at her. He came closer, lowered his voice and said, ‘I saw Malfoy staring at you like he was about to bloody pin you down and rape you. I was only waiting for you to complain, Herm.’

‘Harry,’ she cleared her voice, before she continued, ‘I can take care of myself.’
He placed his hands on her shoulders and looked her in the eye before he whispered the words that in other circumstances would have made Hermione’s knees wobble.

‘That doesn’t stop me from caring. I don’t want my Hermione being stared at like a piece of meat. You’re too bloody precious for that.’

‘Your Hermione?’ she croaked.

Harry’s eyes flickered a little. He straightened up and smiled hesitantly down at her. ‘Yes, my best friend in the world.’

Hermione sighed. For a moment there she thought that he had been on the verge of professing his mad love for her, but then, well, nothing has changed, obviously. Maybe she was just imagining things.

The peculiar thing was that she didn’t at all feel disappointed. She was still confused by the Slytherin prat’s weird actions earlier. She closed her eyes momentarily and tried to recall the way his eyes darkened with desire as he forged a path upon her body with his gaze. She almost moaned out loud if she hadn’t remembered that she was surrounded by a lot of people, Harry and Ron included.

/My friends hate him, and he hates them. Heck, we hate each other! Hermione Granger! You should be ashamed of yourself. Lusting after that bloody Death-Eating jackass!/

/We’re not yet sure if he’s a Death Eater./

/But his family dabbles in the Dark Arts. That’s gotta mean something./

/Merlin, this is pathetic! Talking to myself about Malfoy!/

/That’s because you want to jump his bones./

/I do not! I want to cast him into a roaring fire!/

/Or watch him dance buck naked in front of a roaring fire./

/Aaauughh!/

TBC

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