Missing You
Title: Missing You
Author: kalina_blue
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 467
Notes/Warning: Post-DH, established relationship
Written for the 10 Songs Challenge. The Song is With You by Linkin Park. My first thought when reading the lyrics was that this is going to be a sad drabble, possibly even containing character death. I honestly don't know how I ended up with almost 500 words of nothing but fluff.
Click here to see all drabbles for the challenge and here to see my Dramione table for 100quills.
The sound of your voice
Painted on my memories
Even if you're not with me
I'm with you
"The situation of house-elves in Great Britain is still alarmingly-," Hermione stopped reading mid sentence, stealing another look at the clock on her desk. Thirty minutes until it was time to leave work.
"The situation of-" How could it still be thirty minutes? Hermione reached over, checking if the clock was still working. It didn't seem to be broken.
"…house-elves in Great-" Maybe it was just going slower than it was supposed to. There couldn't possibly be 29 minutes left before she was free to leave.
Hermione cast a speaking clock spell, just to make sure. Unfortunately, the spell agreed with the damn clock on her desk. She'd have to wait for another 28 minutes and 30 seconds. Not that she was counting.
"The situation-" Hermione threw the paper on the desk, disgusted with herself. She was an independent, successful woman, who would not go all jittery just because her boyfriend had come back from a ten-day long business trip and had promised to meet her right after work. She was her own person; her happiness did not depend on some guy.
And how come it was still 27 minutes until the end of the day?
She was pathetic. This would not do. He'd tease her mercilessly if he found her in this state.
Giving up all pretence of actual work, Hermione began rearranging her colour-coded timetable. This had never failed to calm her down before.
It didn't actually work this time, but at least she had killed another four minutes. And she looked busy while doing it. 23 more minutes to go. Hermione began re-organizing the drawers in her desk. 17 minutes left. Her pencils needed sharpening.
A knock interrupted Hermione when she was separating her paper clips by colour. She glanced at her clock. There were still ten minutes left. If one of her co-workers wanted her to do something that would take more than nine minutes and thirty seconds, they'd just have to wait until the next day.
"Come in," she called.
The door opened immediately, and Draco Malfoy stepped into the office.
"Hey, you're early." Hermione smiled, dropping the last paper clips back into the bowl and stepping around her desk to greet him.
"Yeah, I finished up early," he answered, bending down to give his girlfriend a kiss.
"You think you can leave already?" he asked.
"Of course. I was busy the whole day, but I'm sure I can leave a couple of minutes early."
Draco took one look at her pristine desk, smirking.
"Sure you were," he said, waiting until Hermione had put on her cloak, and then putting an arm around her waist, leading her out of the office.
"I missed you, too," he remarked casually.
Together they left work at exactly seven minutes before five.
Author: kalina_blue
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 467
Notes/Warning: Post-DH, established relationship
Written for the 10 Songs Challenge. The Song is With You by Linkin Park. My first thought when reading the lyrics was that this is going to be a sad drabble, possibly even containing character death. I honestly don't know how I ended up with almost 500 words of nothing but fluff.
Click here to see all drabbles for the challenge and here to see my Dramione table for 100quills.
The sound of your voice
Painted on my memories
Even if you're not with me
I'm with you
"The situation of house-elves in Great Britain is still alarmingly-," Hermione stopped reading mid sentence, stealing another look at the clock on her desk. Thirty minutes until it was time to leave work.
"The situation of-" How could it still be thirty minutes? Hermione reached over, checking if the clock was still working. It didn't seem to be broken.
"…house-elves in Great-" Maybe it was just going slower than it was supposed to. There couldn't possibly be 29 minutes left before she was free to leave.
Hermione cast a speaking clock spell, just to make sure. Unfortunately, the spell agreed with the damn clock on her desk. She'd have to wait for another 28 minutes and 30 seconds. Not that she was counting.
"The situation-" Hermione threw the paper on the desk, disgusted with herself. She was an independent, successful woman, who would not go all jittery just because her boyfriend had come back from a ten-day long business trip and had promised to meet her right after work. She was her own person; her happiness did not depend on some guy.
And how come it was still 27 minutes until the end of the day?
She was pathetic. This would not do. He'd tease her mercilessly if he found her in this state.
Giving up all pretence of actual work, Hermione began rearranging her colour-coded timetable. This had never failed to calm her down before.
It didn't actually work this time, but at least she had killed another four minutes. And she looked busy while doing it. 23 more minutes to go. Hermione began re-organizing the drawers in her desk. 17 minutes left. Her pencils needed sharpening.
A knock interrupted Hermione when she was separating her paper clips by colour. She glanced at her clock. There were still ten minutes left. If one of her co-workers wanted her to do something that would take more than nine minutes and thirty seconds, they'd just have to wait until the next day.
"Come in," she called.
The door opened immediately, and Draco Malfoy stepped into the office.
"Hey, you're early." Hermione smiled, dropping the last paper clips back into the bowl and stepping around her desk to greet him.
"Yeah, I finished up early," he answered, bending down to give his girlfriend a kiss.
"You think you can leave already?" he asked.
"Of course. I was busy the whole day, but I'm sure I can leave a couple of minutes early."
Draco took one look at her pristine desk, smirking.
"Sure you were," he said, waiting until Hermione had put on her cloak, and then putting an arm around her waist, leading her out of the office.
"I missed you, too," he remarked casually.
Together they left work at exactly seven minutes before five.