Dramione Drabbles Part Two
This is Part Two of my Dramione Drabbles for the Twelve Days of Halloween Challenge at dramionedrabble. Part One had the drabbles that didn't fit into this chain.
Author: artsy_aura
Characters/Pairing: Draco and/or Hermione (it was originally posted on a Dramione site after all) ;-p
Rating: K (all of them)
A/N: Each drabble, except for the last, is exactly 100 words, and all were written for a one-word prompt. There's no set time period for these, although it's most likely AU sometime after GOF.
Disclaimer: No. I'm not British, Japanese, or male. That pretty much covers anything I might consider writing fan fiction about.
Title: Spit-wads
Summary: Day 1 prompt: Cauldron. Continued in Day 3's “An Observant Lot”.
Hermione hated this time of day. Unlike the boys, she could handle Snape without too much trouble, and actually found Potions to be an interesting subject. It's mostly the combined Slytherin and Gryffindor aspect that filled her with dread.
It was so exhausting: worrying about preventing Neville from blowing himself up on one side, and protecting her cauldron from whatever projectiles Draco's group tried to lob at Harry on the other, all while trying to make her own potion. Then there was the verbal sparing.
Sometimes she'd slip, and almost forget she wasn't supposed to find Draco's jabs amusing.
Title: An Observant Lot
Summary: Day 3 prompt: Phantom. Continued in Day 6's “Early Experimentation”.
A phantom smile ghosted across her lips before her tired mind could stop it. She was almost certain it had gone unnoticed, but in a class half-filled with Slytherins one could never be sure. They may be mean, deceitful cretins, but they were an observant lot.
Across the room, Draco nearly did a double-take. Had Granger just smiled at the crack he made about Potty and the Weasel?!? Well, that was interesting. Not bothering to try hiding the smirk that crossed his face, he sat back casually on his stool. This latest development would be worth further investigation.
Title: Early Experimentation
Summary: Day 6 prompt: Exorcist. Continued in Day 7's “The Receiving End”.
Draco was sitting in History of Magic when his opportunity arose.
Binns was droning on about Excoriandra The Exorcist; and nearly everyone had lapsed into states of near, or total, unconsciousness. The only living person, besides himself, who still seemed at all alert was Granger.
However, even she appeared to be drooping.
He figured now would be his best chance: her defenses were down, the number of witnesses was low, and her 'bodyguards' were drooling onto their so-called notes.
Now to test his theory.
With this in mind, he discretely wrote a message and flew it to her desk.
Title: The Receiving End
Summary: Day 7 prompt: Spooky. Continued in Day 8's “Nightmare”.
Regardless of what people said about him, she knew Malfoy actually earned his grades. Which is why she was so surprised when he, one of the few people who managed to stay awake in Binns' class and then bothered taking notes, landed a parchment under her quill.
The fact that he had done so right as she had let her thoughts drift, only for them to settle on him...
It was just plain spooky.
Glancing around to make sure that no one had paid attention to this unprecedented event, Hermione slid the parchment into her lap and unfolded the note.
Title: Nightmare
Summary: Day 8 prompt: Nightmare. Continued in Day 9's “Wrong”.
What?!? Merlin! This had to be a nightmare. Looking down at the note, How did he...? Hermione wasn't sure how to react. Why does...?
Something that she didn't realize, was how all her thoughts and emotions broadcast themselves across her face, especially when tired or stressed. Draco just sat back and enjoyed the show.
On the parchment was a list of seemingly random observations from the past few weeks. Well, they would be random if all of the incidents mentioned hadn't taken place in very public settings, hadn't been about her, and didn't together expose her most closely guarded secret.
Title: Wrong
Summary: Day 9 prompt: Torture. Continued in Day 10's “Right on Cue”.
Hermione hated being wrong at all, but admitting it was pure torture.
It's actually the reason she spent so much time reading, studying and asking questions: so that when she did say something, she could know she was right. She also avoided emotional confrontations whenever possible, because in the heat of the moment she might say something to hurt, even if she knew it wasn't true.
This is the reason she had never admitted her...secret...to anyone. It would mean admitting she had been wrong: verbally, publicly and repeatedly wrong.
If Draco had noticed her...quirks...
Who else knew?
Title: Right on Cue
Summary: Day 10 prompt: Evil. Continued in Day 11's “Face Off”.
After his little amusement in Binn's class, Draco spent the next week carefully avoiding contact with the Griffindor.
If his assumptions about her were correct, then she'd be going crazy by now wondering what he planned to do with his information.
It shouldn't take much longer for her to break and come seek him out on her own. And really, he thought as he turned the corner and an evil smirk spread itself across his face, when was he ever wrong?
In front of him, in the otherwise deserted corridor stood a very agitated Hermione Granger. “What do you want?”
Title: Face Off
Summary: Day 11 prompt: Demons. Continued in Day 12's “The Long Awaited...”.
When it comes to facing one's demons, some avoid it at all costs, others purposefully set out to do so, or have it occur naturally. In Hermione's case, the experience was forced upon her.
“What do I want?” he drawled, “That's an interesting question Granger, I want a great many things...”
“Look, I don't have time for...” she started, only to be cut off by deliberate questioning.
“Tell me, how did you know that I would be here, in this unused part of the castle, on my own, at this time of night?”
“...”
“Did you think no one would notice?”
Title: The Long Awaited...
Summary: Day 12 prompt: Terror. Last entry for the Twelve Days of Halloween Challenge. 185 words.
Hermione's eyes widened with something akin to terror as she realized her mistake. Malfoy hadn't actually known anything, but her appearance here could have only confirmed his assumptions.
“Why's this so important to you?” she blurted. “What do you expect to get out of this?”
“Surely you've noticed how rare true Seers are, especially ones that have some control and understanding of the Sight. Why do you act as though it's something to be ashamed of?”
“And if I came out? Do you think I'd like the idea of drawing an even bigger target on my back or becoming someone's pawn?”
He still didn't answer her, and she suddenly felt extremely tired. “Why do you care anyway Malfoy?” she asked in a resigned tone.
He responded with a tiny, soft smile that could in no way be mistaken for one of his usual smirks. “Haven't you ever done anything simply for curiosity's sake Granger?”
She blinked, and then tentatively returned his smile. “Well,” she began slowly, “you know what they say about curiosity killing the cat...”
“Then it's a good thing I'm not a Gryffindor.”
Was continued during the Christmas Challenge, that fic can be found here.