Bound

Chapter 8

Why did he care about Hermione's nightmares?

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Hermione woke up three hours later, the hangover not as bad as she thought thanks to the pills she took yesterday.

She doesn't even remember from where or when did she get the pills, she just found them on her bedside table.

She thought about the possibility of Draco getting her the pills, but that didn't make sense, cause he didn't kn-

Godric's beard!

She doesn't even remember how she got to her dorm last night, was Draco here last night? Did he see her drunk? Did she say anything embarrassing?

Hermione groaned into her pillow.

She snapped her head to the side to check if he was still in bed.

He wasn't.

She whipped her head to the bathroom door.

Someone's inside, most likely Draco.

She stayed in her bed for a while, waiting for him to get out so she could enter.

She will not bring up last night. If he brought it up, she will dismiss him.

Yes, that is exactly what she'll do.

Five minutes later and he didn't get out yet.

Ten more minutes later and he didn't get out yet.

Fifteen more minutes later and he still didn't get out.

Hermione narrowed her eyes at the door. It's been half an hour and he still didn't get out, that is without including the time he spent when she was asleep.

Hermione stood up and marched towards the door.

If he yells at her for staying five minutes more in the bathroom, she will yell at him for taking forever.

"Malfoy?! When do you suppose you will bless us with your highly presence?" She knocked at the door impatiently.

"When I feel like it!" He yelled from inside.

"I hope you know that I have a rather fascination with opening door's spells." She taunted him, smirking triumphantly when she heard the water stop.

The small victory however didn't last long due to Draco getting out of the bathroom, with only a towel that hung low around his hips.

Déjà vu.

Hermione willed herself not to look at his water soaked torso and looked him dead in the eyes.

"Your hair is still bleached. I get it you didn't spend more than thirty minutes in the bathroom to get the bleach out." Hermione lifted an eyebrow.

"Not my fault I didn't get to have a shower yesterday, Granger. It was partially your fault." His eyes narrowed.

"My fault?! How is it even-"