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How Did This Happen?!	By : dracoyoflam Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 6368 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hermione sighed to herself, 'Why didn't he kiss me, I didn't do anything wrong did I? Did I want him to kiss me? I think I did but I don't know why. This is so wrong. Does he know how I'm feeling about him?'

Meanwhile...

'Does she know how I'm feeling about her? Does she know that I was dreaming of her, not Pansy? She couldn't know anything, could she? I'm not that obvious. Why didn't she push me away?'

'I'm so confused.' They both thought simultaneously.

They walked in silence thinking about each other most of the morning. Hermione of course having the advantage of being behind him, so he wouldn't notice that she kept staring at him, wondering if Malfoy could be any different, once you got to know him.

‘But did she know him really? A few hours and a stressful situation wasn’t the best judge of character. Perhaps it was some strange form of Stockholm Syndrome, but without the kidnapping?’

“Ouch, what the heck is that?”

“Draco, move! Get out of the way! Look out for that vine!” Hermione yelled as Draco was attacked.

It shot out suddenly and snared him around the ankle, dragging him into the forest. Hermione ran over, grabbed him by his left arm, and kept pulling as hard as she could to keep him there – but it wasn't quite working the way she had hoped.

The vine maintained the tug o’ war, they had to do something before he was dragged away to who knows where. Draco drew his wand and stabbed it through the vine, his wand recognized his distress and shot burning sparks into the captor. The vicious plant let go, and they heard a loud screeching noise from the distance.

Draco and Hermione both stood and ran together, hiding behind a huge tree. They were both panting, desperate to catch their breath.

“Oh my goodness! Draco, you’re bleeding.”

She pointed to the dark, faintly copper-scented stain on his shoulder; from where he had landed when the vine pulled him over.

“Okay, take your robe off and let me see.”

“No I'm alright, really, I'll be fine.”

Hermione shot him an odd look then yelled at him, “Take it off! Or I swear I'll curse you when we get back to school!”

He reluctantly took off his robe. He was wearing a tight black T-shirt that cast tempting shadows over his upper body muscles. His stomach was taught and he had muscular arms. He also wore perfectly tailored blue jeans, and below his black leather belt was his… his… long muscular legs.

Hermione tried to look at the cut through the slice in his shirt, which was slowly soaking with blood; it was hard to tell how deep the wound went, as leaf litter and soil stuck to it. It had to be cleaned before she could make any form of judgment on it.

“Well, take your shirt off and let me take a proper look at that cut. It needs cleaning. Let me try to fix it for you.”

He pulled his black shirt up over his head. He tossed it next to them and waited for Hermione to come and poke at his injured shoulder. She stared at him in amazement with her mouth hung open like a small snake eating a fat rabbit.

She quickly realized this and closed her mouth, crawling over and sitting behind him with her legs crossed Indian style.

She leaned over to try and take a good look at the cut but she was having difficulties with balancing on her legs the way they were and looking at his shoulder.

“You can get closer if you need to, I won't bite too hard I promise.” Draco laughed.
She thought 'Okay but you're the one that decided it, you remember that.'

She put one leg on each side of his body and scooted up right behind him. Drawing out her wand, she pointed it at the wound on Draco's shoulder.

‘Well, I'm hoping that we're close enough to Hogwarts to use magic and not in trouble for it’ she thought before muttering the spell she needed.

“Aguamenti.” A small jet of water came from her wand, responding to the small-voiced command, rather than a shout. There was just enough pressure to gently wash the blood and debris away without further damaging the tissue.

“It's really deep, you must have sliced it on a sharp rock or something. It doesn't look too good.”

She pointed her wand in the opposite direction to where they sat as she ripped a strip from his ruined shirt to use as a cloth. Soaking the fabric with her wand, she returned to the task in hand; trying to be as gentle as she could on his shoulder. It was really too deep for her careful cleaning to not hurt at all. Draco was sat cursing and hissing every time she touched him.

“Sorry, I don't mean to keep hurting you, I'm trying not to. Are you doing alright?” his pain was obvious, and Hermione didn’t enjoy being the cause of it.

“Just hurry up will you.” He hissed through clenched teeth as she carefully pulled a few fallen needles from an evergreen from the wound with her fingers.

First aid could only move so quickly and remain effective. It was better to take a little time now than risk Draco developing an infection; many plants had antiseptic essences, Hermione doubted this one did, she gave another small squirt of water from her wand just to make sure the deep cut was clean before ending the spell.

Hermione took a deep breath before making a zig-zag motion between one side of the lesion and the other, muttering Vulnero propinquus as she did. Slowly, the edges of the wound began to knit closed and seal.
She hoped her use of magic wouldn’t be noticed. Hermione tore more of his shirt into strips to make a bandage, wriggling out of the vest top she’d worn under her shirt to act as a dressing. Carefully she bandaged the wound, the little cotton top protecting the gash as well as soaking up the tiny trickle of blood that still came from what was now just a large scratch.

“We need to find a way to some water so I can soak your ankle; it's already starting to bruise.”

“Well, it doesn't feel too good either, any other negative, or obvious news you'd like to tell me?”
Hermione gave a small grin and simply replied, “Yeah actually, your ankle is probably going to be rather painful, so have fun walking.”

“Thanks, Hermione, but I really didn't need an answer. The question was actually rhetorical, though you never fail to answer questions in class, so answering questions in a forest isn’t surprising…
Well, if my ankle is so bad then maybe we should start looking for a safe place to soak it. Let's go.”

Hermione stood and started walking as she called out behind her, with a smile on her face. “Enjoy the walk, I'm sure I will.”

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They walked for a while before Draco needed to sit down and rest his ankle. It was already showing a blossoming bruise and becoming more inflamed by the minute. He only sat for a moment when Hermione looked down at him.

“I think I hear water, we should be getting close, if we keep walking it shouldn't be too long. Come on Draco, let's go, I suppose you could lean on me for support if you really need to.

“How do you know we're getting close to water? I don't hear anything.” Draco said, looking up at her.

“Well, because, according to my calculations of where the last river was and how long we were traveling in the train before the accident, there should be another river around here somewhere.”

He didn't reply so she continued.

“I like to look out of the window of the train, and I remember things. Harry and Ron talk about Quidditch and things that I don't really care about, so I can keep myself occupied by staring out of the window.”

“Oh.” He said, “Well how do you know for sure that we're even headed in the direction of the river?”

“Can't you hear it? I think I'm starting to be able to smell the water too.” She thought to herself, 'I really hope it's the right one, please don't be the Faesterevir.'

The Faesterevir was a river constructed from magic to try and keep anybody traveling by land from getting to the school, it was for protection. She read a little about it in The Magical Guardians book from the library. She thought it was really interesting how the river worked to keep people away, even though it was actually quite dangerous.

It looked like a normal river, very calm and inviting, a person could stand right next to it and not know the difference.

***

When they finally got to the river they both stared at it in awe, it was as clear as it could possibly be. They could see straight to the white sand at the bottom.

“Wow! Hermione, we actually found the river! You were right.”

“Yeah, I guess.” She looked at it and looked around, she didn't feel quite right, but everything looked normal enough.

She walked up to the water and looked into it; It looked safe to her; the current wasn’t fast and it wasn’t deep. Then she saw Harry and Ron, they were swimming around at the bottom, signaling for her to join them.

She stood there for a moment and heard her name, “Hermione, are you alright?”

She looked at Harry and she thought 'Yeah, I'm fine, why?'

Harry looked at her and signaled for her to get in again, she gingerly dipped one foot into the water – nothing untoward happened, so she stepped in with the other one. Harry and Ron pulled her in further, slowly pulling her to the bottom, they smiled at her and she smiled back.

'Wow this is fun, but shouldn't you be at school?' She thought.

Harry and Ron both had terrified facial expressions, gesturing madly to something behind Hermione. She turned and saw a creature that looked like it was a mix between a dragon and some kind of water serpent. It was heading directly for her; huge jaws opened wide with thin, dagger-like teeth. It had shimmering green and silver specs mixed through the scale; and if it hadn’t been terrifying, it would have been very beautiful.

She felt as if something was sucking all the air from her lungs; she couldn't breathe, what was happening? She looked for Harry and Ron, but they were nowhere to be seen anymore. Things became hazy, and just before she blacked out she saw the creature reach for her… and everything disappeared.

“Hermione! Hermione!”
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