Comments | post_bellum: RP: Telling Tales

pb_hermione in post_bellum

RP: Telling Tales

Mar 25, 2009 22:51

Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy
Location: Draco's Flat
Date: 25 March 2000 | Evening
Status: Private
Summary: Hermione shows Draco her new book.
Completion: Complete

( Of shoes and ships and sealing wax; of cabbages and kings )

place: residence, hermione granger, 2000 03, complete, draco malfoy

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pb_draco March 26 2009, 04:56:01 UTC

It had been a long day. A long and trying day, as ap Hywel had set him to a new potion, one he'd read about but never attempted before. It didn't go well. He made three attempts at the base. The first had no reaction, the second fizzled out as soon as he added four drops of mulberry juice ( ... )

pb_hermione March 26 2009, 05:06:26 UTC

She was in the middle of a wonderful story about a butterfly when she heard him. "Malfoy? Who is Eugenia?" she asked before looking up. She smiled at him but had to blink and look at him again, "And why on earth does your hair have reddish splotches?"

pb_draco March 26 2009, 05:21:44 UTC

"Eugenia? My grandmother, why do you ask?" He bent over the back of the sofa to kiss her in greeting, then froze at her question. Reddish. Splotches.

In his hair.

He straightened up so quickly his spine cracked, and his hands went straight to his hair. Damp spots. Stickily damp spots. "Oh, son of a b--" Granger doesn't like swearing. "--erry. Berry. It's mulberries." He sighed and tipped his head back, staring at the ceiling. "Long day at work."

pb_hermione March 26 2009, 05:27:52 UTC

Hermione tipped her head up for a kiss.

She winced a little at how much his back crackled when he moved. "Why don't you go shower? We can talk after you've cleaned up. I've something to show you but you look a little ... sticky." Hermione thought she did a marvelous job keeping a straight face once she realized her normally impeccably groomed boyfriend had bits of berries in his hair.

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pb_draco March 26 2009, 22:08:47 UTC

"So give me a detention, then! McGoogles was fond of handing me those. Turning me into a ferret was hardly a fair response, and then to bounce me around like that. I had a headache for days Afterwards. and he did permanent damage, you've heard me sneeze. Ever since then, it's been like that."

Draco grumbled for a moment more, then nestled down with an arm around her. "I liked seeing you here. More than liked, actually, but I can't even begin to explain without a thesaurus and a list of synonyms. I didn't expect any sort of welcome on top of my day not going so well, and then you were here and it all just...." He shook his head, made a dismissive gesture. "It all went away. Because I had you here. Made all the difference in the world."

He lifted his head to give Cookoo a strange look, then turned it on Hermione. "She cooked dinner. For both of us. For you. Without any prodding or me threatening to turn her into a small decorative statue." He glanced towards the kitchen, blinking. "Is she ill, perhaps? How can you tell, ( ... )

pb_hermione March 26 2009, 22:22:01 UTC

"I have already said I thought he shouldn't have done that. And it is McGonagall as you perfectly well know." He mentioned his sneezing. "Is that why you sneeze like you do?" Heavens, his little sneezes were adorable.

Hermione rested her head on his shoulder. "I'm glad I helped. I came home from doing the marketing -- ran into Theodore Nott, by the way -- and there was a package for me. I was astonished quite frankly. All I could think about was coming to show you, so I did."

"Tell me you haven't been threatening her to get Cookoo to serve me," Hermione fixed him with her best McGonagall-style glare. Heaving a sigh, Hermione stood and tugged Malfoy up after. "Since she's decided to fix something that requires we be called in instead of eating here, let's go see what it is. I think their colour goes off, if I remember what I read correctly. She looked perfectly healthy."

pb_draco March 26 2009, 22:51:09 UTC

"That is exactly why I sneeze like that. It was horribly embarrassing in school, I can tell you." He mimed shoving wads of cotton up his nose, grinning. "I lived in dread of catching a cold. Living in the dungeons didn't help any, though I was at an advantage thanks to my usual furnace-like sleep."

He grumbled, but let her pull him up. "I have not. I have been threatening her to be civil to you. Anything beyond that is entirely her choice." He wrapped his arms around her from behind and marched a few steps toward the kitchen before releasing her with a laugh. "Nott, hmm? Haven't seen him in a while. Haven't heard any reports of former housemates getting hexed into Mungos, either, so things went well or you didn't get caught."

pb_hermione March 26 2009, 23:34:46 UTC

"I love your furnace-like sleep, although I suspect I may need a cooling charm come summer," she teased. He did get very warm.

"Malfoy! You can't force your... Well yes, I suppose you can force your elf into being civil, but I wish you wouldn't." He mentioned not hearing of hexing and she chuckled. "I was late this afternoon. It takes time for rumors and reports to get about," she laughed.

"Cookoo, it smells wonderful. I love roast chicken and vegetables. Thank you." Hermione took a seat. "What were you trying to brew that gave you so much trouble today?"

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