Song: Fire and Rain by James Taylor
"I'm telling you, Granger, I have to have a memory foam pillow or I won't get any sleep tonight." Demanded Draco from Luna's Room.
Hermione stepped into the door frame, "I'm terribly sorry for the inconvenience," She said sarcastically as she put one of her hands on her hip, "If you want one so bad then go get yours from your apartment."
"I would but it's...to far." Said Draco as he put his arm out in the direction of his apartment.
Hermione rolled her eyes and left the room, "Lazy."
"Know it all," Rebutted Draco.
Hermione walked back into the room, "Ferret."
"Teachers pet."
"Albino."
"I'm not albino," Said Draco, offended, "I've actually gotten a lot darker."
He actually was darker, he looked healthy almost.
"Eh, maybe a little," Admitted Hermione.
"I'm sure you got a ton of sun hanging onto window sills," Said Hermione, referring to when they were trapped out on her balcony.
"Actually I did my back is still red," Draco turned around and pulled his shirt up so Hermione could see his red back, "See."
"Uh, yeah," She could see his defined back real well, "You should probably put some aloe vera on that."
"What's that?"
"It helps with sunburns."
"Oh, do you have any?" Asked Draco.
"It just so happens that I do," Answered Hermione as she left the room to go get it out of the bathroom. A moment later she came back into the room with the aloe vera in hand. She handed it to Draco he stared at her confused.
"How do I apply this," Asked Draco as he squirted some into his hand.
"You're twenty-three years old, you should be able to figure this out on your own." Commented Hermione as she left the room.
Hermione went into her room and changed into her pajamas, which consisted of some old athletic shorts and a baggy T-shirt. Malfoy is spending the night in my apartment, thought Hermione, what am I thinking...oh Merlin.
"Granger come here," Shouted Draco from the other room, Hermione went back into Luna's room, and found Draco rubbing in the aloe vera with a back loofah.
"Malfoy," Started Hermione, she shook her head and pinched the bridge of her nose, "Is that a loofah?"
Draco held out the loofah and studied it, "Is that what this is?"
Hermione sighed, "What did you call me in here for?"
"I was wondering if the aloe vera was rubbed in," Asked Draco as he turned around and showed Hermione his bare aloe vera covered back, "Is it?"
"You might've used a little too much." Observed Hermione, "Rub it in some more."
"I can't this loofah isn't working that well." He tried to get rub it in some more but it just wasn't working, "Can you to rub it in?"
"Malfoy I'm not-"
"Damn woman, you can use the loofah," Draco held out the back loofah and Hermione took it.
She awkwardly poked him with it, in attempt to rub it in. From the angle where she was standing she could see his faded dark mark on his left arm forearm. She didn't say anything to him about it. It made her think about the scar she had on her arm. The memory of Bellatrix carving mudblood into her arm took over her mind.
"I'm not a bomb, Granger. You don't have to stand a hundred feet away from me." Draco's words took Hermione out of her trance.
"Finished," Said Hermione as she handed Draco back the loofah.
"Why are you giving this back to me? It's not mine," Asked Draco.
"Then whose is it?"
"Uh, yours," Answered Draco.
"You can keep it," Said Hermione a little disgusted.
"Okay," Chirped Draco.
Hermione just awkwardly stood there for a few moments, "Well, I'm gonna go to bed. Goodnight Malfoy," She walked over to the door and turned around to face him, "Thank you for being here... I appreciate it." She didn't even wait for him to reply she went straight to her bedroom.
* * * * *
"The sword is meant to be in my vault at gringotts. How did you get it?" Asked Bellatrix as she moved closer towards Hermione. Hermione's breath became labored as Bellatrix came closer to question her.
The bushy haired girl remained quiet.
"Crucio!" Yelled Bellatrix, excited.
Hermione yelled out in pain.
"What did you and your friends take from my vault?!? Crucio!" Asked Bellatrix frantically.
Hermione screamed out again, "Anything-" Hermione started to sob, "We- we didn't take anything."
"Don't lie to me Mudblood! Crucio!"
Hermione yelled out again as she thrashed around under Bellatrix.
Bellatrix pulled out a knife and started to trace Hermione's jaw with it, "Make this easier for all of us and just tell me how you and your friends got into my vault!"
Even under torture Hermione remained loyal to her friends and beliefs.
"Filthy Mudblood," Whispered Bellatrix, the words left her mouth like venom. The twisted witch took the knife and started to carve Mudblood into Hermione's left arm.
Hermione screamed out in pain as tears rolled down her cheeks. She could faintly hear Ron screaming her name from another room. The blade from the knife cut deep into her soft skin. Once Bellatrix finished carving that awful name into her arm she left Hermione alone to suffer.
Hermione laid there on the floor of Malfoy Manor and endured the pain from her arm. She looked over to her right and saw someones shoes a short distance away from her, she looked up to see who was standing there, and saw Draco with a distraught look on his face.
"Dra-" Started Hermione but she was interrupted by Bellatrix hitting her with another crucio.
"AHH..." Screamed Hermione as she woke her self up from another one of her terrible nightmares.
A moment later her bedroom door swung open and Draco was standing there in her door frame out of breath, "Is everything okay in here?"
Hermione looked down at her trembling hands, "I-I'm fine... It was just a nightmare."
The light from the moon shone through the window and onto Draco. Hermione couldn't help but admire how the moon light complimented him. He looked genuinely worried about her, she had a nightmare and he came running. Hermione never would've thought in a million years that Draco would be worried about her.
"Oh, you get them too?" Asked Draco as he leaned against the door frame, "The past can be hard to forget, especially when we close our eyes."
"Is that a quote?" Asked Hermione.
"No, that's all me," Said Draco with a sheepish smirk.
"What are your nightmare's about?" Asked Hermione bluntly, "Sorry I shouldn't have said that... That's rather personal."
"It's fine," Said Draco as he walked over to the bed and sat on the end, "The war mostly... getting tortured by Voldemort himself, those are probably the most frequent."
"I just wish I could forget about it," Muttered Hermione.
"You and me both," There was a short silence, "What about yours?"
Hermione looked down at her and showed Draco, "Getting this... Getting Crucioed by Bellatrix countless times."
Draco tensed up, "I should've done something," Muttered Draco, "But all I did was sit there and watch... I was a coward."
"I don't blame you, she would've hurt you too." Said Hermione.
Draco didn't say anything he just looked down at his dark mark, "This thing won't go away I've tried everything. I've actually considered going to a muggle tattoo parlor and getting something tattooed over it."
"It looks like it's fading," Observed Hermione.
"Yeah, maybe a little... I just want it gone." Breathed Draco.
"I get it."
"I can heal yours for you if you want... you shouldn't have to look at that," Offered Draco.
"No, I want it... It's who I am," Said Hermione, "Mudblood."
"Hey don't call yourself that," Ordered Draco.
Knock
knock
knock
Hermione and Draco heads turned simultaneously towards the apartment's front door.
"Do you think it's Ron?" Asked Hermione.
"I don't know... why don't you go see? I'll make sure nothing happens," Said Draco, he looked her in the eyes, "I promise."
Hermione got up and left the room, when she opened the door she saw Blaise and Pansy. They looked like they hadn't had any sleep.
"Sorry to wake you Hermione, but have you seen Draco? We can't find him any where," Asked Blaise.
"Are you hiding him in ther-?" Started Pansy.
"What are you two doing here?" Asked Draco as he came out of Hermione's room, in his pajama's.
Blaise and Pansy's eyes got big, they couldn't believe what they were seeing.
"I think the real question is, What are you doing here?" Asked Pansy, she crossed her arms, "Were you sleeping here?"
Draco suddenly became aware of the situation he was in, "Uh... no."
Author's Note:
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-MC
Q: What is your favorite tv show of all time?
A: Friends. I know it's an old show but it's just so good.