Dramione One Shots

Candy Hearts (Valentine's day) Part 1

Once again the golden trio is doing something mischievous in the Prefect's bathroom accompanied by Moaning Myrle who often floats past them giggling about what bubbles away in Hermione's cauldron. Ron glares at her every time. Harry just rolls his eyes. However, Hermione is stuck in her head focusing intently on her brewing potion. 

Hermione lets out a big sigh. "Are you sure we should be doing this?"

"Absolutely," Harry says, "Dumbledor deserves something nice."

Ron nods in agreement. "We're doing him a service."

Moaning Myrle dips past. "Minnie and Dumbledore!" She cackles.

Hermione puts in Moonstone and stirs clock wise twice. "It'll need to set till tomorrow at a simmer once it boils."

Harry looks at his muggle wrist watch, "We have charms in five minutes."

Ron lets out a huff. 

"You guys go on ahead, I'll finish up here," Hermione flips the page in her potions book.

"Are you sure, Hermione?" Ron asks.

She nods. Harry stands and pulls Ron up with him. "We'll take some notes for you." The boys wave bye to Hermione as they leave. 

Hermione sighs with content at the peace and continues to flip through her potions book. If she's going to be late for charms she might as well fill her time productively with some potions studying. She spies the cauldron waiting for it to come to a boil again. 

Then suddenly she hears footsteps. She looks around for a spot to hide. Quickly she shoves her pot into an open stall locking it and ducks behind a toilet. She tucks in tight and quiets her breathing. She stares at the door waiting for whoever is to come into a bathroom no one goes into. Well, besides her and Harry and Ron. 

None other than Draco Malfoy comes stalking into the bathroom. Hermione looks up at him puzzled. No one every comes in here. Draco grabs a sink tightly, his knuckles turning white. He lets out a deep sigh ending in a whimper. He sinks to the floor and puts his head in his hands. 

Hermione tries to make herself look away. This seems like a private moment. But she cannot seem to make her head turn away. She is curious, as always. 

Draco smacks the tile ground with his fist and lets out an angry half sob half yell. He frustratedly rubs his hands over his face and Hermione swears she sees a glimmer of shine under his eyes. He then turns to the sink and begins fixing his hair. In the mirror Hermione sees his eyes flicker over to where she's shoved the bubbling pot into a stall. She holds her breath. Draco turns around and stalks over to the stall. Hermione grabs a fist full of her skirt as he swings open the stall door and comes face to face with the cauldron. Hermione hugs her knees closer to herself trying to keep hidden. 

Draco leans down and peers at the deep pink cauldron. Hermione begs silently that he will leave it along, that he will not touch or smell or even think about what is in the pot. Then, to Hermione's horror, he begins to stick his finger in it. Hermione leaps out from behind the toilet and screams, "Wait!"

Draco leaps back and knocks the cauldron over the contents spilling over the floor. The thin pink liquid creeps toward Draco, reaching his feet. Hermione stares at the pool of potion under Draco's feet. Oh no, what has she gotten herself into...

"Granger?" Draco glares at her, "What in the bloody hell?! Why are you behind a toilet and what in Merlin's name is on the floor ruining my shoes worth more than your whole bloody house and life combined?" 

"It..." Hermione searches for a story that will not incriminate her but that will be believable. "It is a special assignment for Snape. I am trying to earn extra credit so I am brewing him a potion. You haven't heard about this assignment because I was deeply embarrassed that my grade was dropping and asked for extra work and lessons. He is doing this for me per McGonigal's request as I am a candidate for Headgirl next year and I cannot be considered if I have a low grade," Hermione rambles rather quickly. Sweat begins to form over her brow.