The Music Box | By : missbja Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 5392 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Whilst she was recovering in the infirmary, Hermione listened to the music box every day. She wanted to discover more about it, how did Malfoy change the figurinesto look like them, and why?
Two days after Harry and Ron had visited her, Hermione was listening to the wonderful music box. She didn’t hear the door open, and was surprised…when a visitor peeked at her through the curtains and slid a chair next to her bed. She looked up and closed the wooden box, making the room completely silent.
“Hi Granger.”
“Hello, Malfoy. What are you doing here?” she asked abruptly.
“Looks like you’re enjoying my present,” he said, smirking
“Well I… I was just curious about it. Why did you give it to me? I thought that you hated me.”
He narrowed his eyes and pressed his lips firmly together. “I was… just trying to make it up to you.” He said that with a hard breath like it was the most difficult thing to do.
“You were? Because of the…”
“Bludger.”
“Are you… sorry, Malfoy?” She threw him a hesitant half-smile.
“I’d thought I’d killed you.” He turned his head to look any other way than her face.
“Well…” She was so astounded with his reply that almost had no answer for him “Fortunately, the only serious thing about all this is that I missed a couple days of school,” she said, smirking.
Malfoy grinned. “Can’t you think about anything else, Granger?”
“No. And you should worry about that too, Malfoy, because you’re helping me catch up with my studies.”
“What?” he yelled, jaw down to the floor.
“It’s just a way to make it up to me, I guess.”
“Why don’t you ask Weasel or Pothead?”
“Don’t call them that. Didn’t you say you wanted to make it up to me?” she queried with a raised eyebrow.
“That’s why the music box is on your lap.”
She moved her eyes down to look at the box. “It’s not enough.” She opened it once again and turned it to him. “Why are we dancing here?”
“It’s a magical music box. It can change to be who the owner wants, just by saying the names.” Hermione thought she saw a sparkle in his eyes.
She turned the box around and closed it, taking the key from her neck. From the corner of her eye she saw Malfoy following her movements.
She looked at him and smiled. He threw her a half smile and stopped by the curtain. “Goodbye… Hermione,” he said softly, and disappeared from the room.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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