The Veelas

The Veelas 04

Madam Pomfrey was quite displeased that Draco had opened the nasty gash.

"It was healing!" she fussed. With Hermione she simply fixed her foot and told her to rest it for the next few days. Madam Pomfrey went to go get Draco some more bandages.

"How's your foot?" Draco asked.

"It's fine. Madam Pomfrey fixed it for me," Hermione replied.

"Are you afraid of flying?" Draco asked randomly.

"What?" Hermione asked.

"Are you afraid of flying? I mean I just have never seen you fly before, that's all."

"I flew once, but never again. I guess I do not get the rush of the cold bitter air hitting my face like some people," Hermione said.

"So, you don't like Quidditch? You are always at the school's games." Hermione laughed.

"That is only because Harry is captain and he always seems to notice when I am not at the game."

"Here we go Malfoy," Madam Pomfrey came out. "We are going to fix you up this time. Miss Granger you can go now." Draco smiled at her.

"You can stay if you want," he mouthed to her.

"If it's okay, I'll stay," Hermione said softly.

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Hermione and Draco walked out of the hospital wing. Hermione could talk to Draco at ease now; it seemed like they were friends now. So much had changed in just an hour.

"So, what are your parents like?" Draco asked. He was in a cheery mood. Hermione had never seen this side of him before.

"They're dentists," Hermione said. "And I suppose they are nice. What about yours?"

"Well, my mum is all right. She really cares about me. But, my dad, he just..." Draco's voice trailed off a little. "He's just my dad."

"Hmm, I have never really met either of you parents," Hermione said quietly. They reached the Entrance Hall.

"Well, I'll see you?" Hermione said more as a question than a statement.

"Sure," Draco said.

"I hope you and your girlfriend work things out," she lied. They had talked about Emily, but briefly.

"Thanks Hermione." Draco leaned in a little. Hermione looked into his eyes. She thought he was going to kiss her.

"Night Hermione," he whispered. He walked off. Hermione groaned.

"This is totally, completely stupid," she said to herself. Then, she too went off to the common room.

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"Do you, Hermione Elizabeth Granger, take the, Draco Collingsworth Malfoy, as your lawfully wedded husband to have and to hold, to love and to cherish to death do you part?"

"I do," Hermione whispered. Draco grinned lifted up her veil and kissed Hermione. People stood up and began to clap.

Draco woke up in fright.

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The next morning Draco walked into the Entrance Hall he first saw Hermione sitting at the Gryffindor table, her nose buried in a book. He walked to the Slytherin table not taking his eyes off her. She was pretty, he supposed. She had shoulder length brown hair that was no longer bushy. Her eyes were a warm brown always cheerful. Draco shook his head. I have a girlfriend, he told himself firmly.

Emily walked into the Great Hall. Draco jumped up almost immediately. Emily barely spared him a glance.

"What do you want?" she asked coldly.

"Em, I am sorry. I know your cat died and I should be more sensitive," Draco said feeling like an idiot for apologizing for such an unimportant thing, but veelas held grudges. If he did not apologize he would never get even a hug from Emily again.

Emily stared at Draco, expecting more.

"Em, I will do anything I can to make it up to you. Just let me know what I have to do, I'll do it."

"All right, but Draco don't you dare let this happen again," she said eventually. She gave him a soft kiss. "I have to go to the library now. Bye." Draco watched her leave. He turned. He saw Hermione; he smiled. Hermione was so.... Draco shook his head. Hermione was so Hermione.

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Draco laid on his bed thinking. He thought about the dream he had. What would dream Draco be doing with Hermione right now on their honeymoon?

Draco shook the thought out of his head. It was funny. Funny. Funny that he could ever consider sleeping, or to the least being attracted to Hermione.