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Waiting to Exhale	By : Wolfling1972 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 13149 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Here I am again. I know that this starts slow but eventually things will get moving. In other words, keep reading to say where it all goes, yeah? ANd if you wouldn't mind, drop off some reviews and constructive criticism.
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Draco woke up around six after spending the night tossing and turning due to the shitty memories that plagued him, most centered around his home and a muggle born who had found herself on the wrong end of Aunt Bella's Cruciatus Curse. He knew what had brought them thundering to the forefront of his mind. Her. It was always her. He had hoped that he'd never see the muggle-born witch ever again but, of course, Merlin enjoyed his tricks, did he not? And so, here he was with her.
With a head shake and the knowledge that he would get no more rest, the tall, slender male slipped from his bed and into his en-suite, the small yet well-appointed bathroom he'd neglected to investigate upon arrival. By the time he'd showered and dressed, the scent of coffee had filled the air. With nary a thought, he left his room and followed his nose to the kitchenette, there to see her, seated upon a bar stool and sipping from an old mug, one with some sort of yellow face upon the side.
"Coffee's done if you want a cup. The Elves brought some pastries and a basket of fruit if you want to eat here instead of the Great Hall. I hope you slept well." The quiet stream of words was interrupted by a yawn and a quick glance as a small hand rose to pat disheveled hair. "I really have to do something about this mess."
Draco smirked at her, his lip curling into a teasing sort of sneer even as he stepped behind the frizzy-haired female and allowed one hand to stroke through the mass. "How do you not know the proper charms to control this birds nest, Granger?"
"I had more important things to learn, Malfoy! Make-up and hair weren't as important as helping Harry and Ron. Besides when would I have had the time?"
There was a snort, a bit of a laugh, and Hermione looked over her shoulder at him, finally noting that his hand was stroking her hair.
"WHAT?" Her voice was louder than was seemly so early in the morning.
"Give me a few moments, will you?"
Another long-fingered hand joined the first and soon enough there was a tingling that went from scalp to the ends of her heavy mane. He then took it upon himself to french braid her wildly curling tresses. When he finished, he stepped back and away, his long legs leading him toward coffee and an apple.
"Now you look like a proper human being instead of some tiny giant."
Hermione shook her head, allowed one hand to rise and pat her hair, absently. A pleased smile brought light to her face and a sparkle to her eyes. Words tumbled forth. "You have to teach me how to do this, Draco." A pause. "How did you learn it?"
The young man jerked slightly at hearing his proper name from her lips, said in such a way as to denote pleasure. He brought his mug to his mouth to hide the smile, took a long sip and gave an answer.
"You can't be friends with Pansy and not know proper hair care charms. She gets violent!"
The sound of more footsteps headed for the kitchen quieted the burst of giggles and laughter as Hermione attempted to imagine Pansy beating the crap out of Draco for not being able to help her with her hair.
"Ah speak of the devil and she shall appear," was Draco's joking hello.
Pansy, she of the straight black hair and flashing eyes, sent the young man a rude gesture before heading for the teapot and fixing herself a cuppa. Her hip bumped into him aggressively. "Move it, Drake. Don't have any time for your foolishness! Ah, tea, how I love thee!"
Hermione spoke up, a hint of laughter hidden within the soft tones. "Draco said he had to learn hair charms because of you. Can you teach me a few so that I don't look as if I've been struck by lightning every day?"
Another snort of laughter from both Slytherins before Pansy turned toward the seated female and grinned. "Ah, so you admit that you looked horrid all through school!? Your hair--", she paused and finally gave the offending hair a glance. "Wait! Did Drake fix your hair this morning?"
Hermione nodded and blushed. "He made quick work of it, too. It's why I would like to learn some of my own."
Pansy smirked, giving Draco's patented expression a run for his money. "Nah, just make Drake do it."
Hermione groaned as the others finally joined them, all dressed in their uniforms and robes. Neville spoke up, his voice deepened and roughened by sleep, "Hey, are we ready?" There was a chorus of agreement and soon, the common area and kitchenette were empty as the eighth-year students headed off for breakfast and their first class.
'Gods, it's good to be back,' Hermione thought.
The others, of course, felt much the same way. If they hadn't, they wouldn't have returned, at least that was her assumption. With waves and smiles all around, the group dispersed, some to breakfast, others to their classes. For Hermione? It was a full day, with Charms being her first lesson followed by D.A.D.A before lunch and Double Potions sometime that afternoon. A happy smile graced her features even as small feet lead her toward her first class. This was going to be a good day.
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