Nitwit

Chapter 2

Hermione stood staring at Draco in disbelief. She hadn't really believed him when he had said that he was being chased. Hermione turned and started to walk away from Draco before he found the rest of his voice.

"Where exactly do you think you're going? You can't leave me here all alone! I have nowhere to go! I'll starve!" said Draco indignantly.

"I saved you, what else do you want?" asked Hermione in disbelief. "I can't take you to my house."

"Sure you can. I know! I'll help you- help you- help you- help you do something."

"I have packing to do."

"I'll help!"

"Where will you sleep? We don't have a guest room and we only have one bathroom."

"I don't care. I'll bunk in your room. Is your mum a good cook? I'm starved!" Draco was apparently gaining back some of his old habits at the sheer joy of not being dead.

"My mum is a great cook and-- Hang on a second! Who said you could stay at my house? What happened to your pureblood pride?"

"I've changed my ways and decided I'm going to see how the other half lived?"

"Nice try."

"Come on! I'm hungry. Please? Please? Please? I'll be good!" Draco got on his knees and did his best to look cute, which wasn't hard to do, despite his neglected appearances.

"Stop it! Where's your class? Your pride? You can come if you promise to shut up!"

"I'll shut up if you promise food, lodge, and a nice hot shower."

"Will you shut up?" Hermione started to get ready to whack him but Draco, sensing danger, shut up.

They made it about two feet before Draco was filled with the undesireable urge to hum. He picked "The Lion Sleeps Tonight". It was a very catchy tune.

"What are you doing?"

"Humming."

"I thought I told you to shut up!"

"I did. Now I'm humming. I'm a Malfoy. Malfoy's may hum only in times of extreme boredom. I'm bored."

"I don't care! Shut up!"

After another two steps Draco decided whistling would be fun. The second thing that came to his mind was "Zippedy Do Dah".

"What are you doing now?"

"Whistling."

Hermione whacked Draco as hard as she could.

"Hey, that hurt!"

"No, really?" asked Hermione sarcastically.

"Yes!"

They finally made it to the Granger house. Mrs. Granger was in the kitchen, dishing out some ice cream that she had meant to take up to Hermione.

"Hi, mum!"

"Hello, Hermione. I didn't know you had gone out."

"Yes. I'd like you to meet my friend, Draco Malfoy."

"Hello, Draco. Nice to meet you!"

"Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Granger," said Draco graciously.

"Are you packed, Hermione?" asked Mrs. Granger.

"No, I'm going to do that right now."

"Don't you want your ice cream?" asked Mrs. Granger. Hermione ignored her and continued to walk towards the stairs.

"Your mum's nice," said Draco. "Why can't you be nice?"

"I'm nice!"

"No you aren't! You whacked me!"

"You deserved it!"

"No, I didn't."

"I wanted to whistle."

"I want you to shut up."

"You suck."

"I'm also the key to your next meal. If I were you, I would shut up."

Draco sulked. Hermione went into her room and shut her door before Draco could get in.

"Don't you want me to help you pack?"

"No."

"I told you I would! I never go back on my word."

"You should. You're too honorable for a Slytherin."

"No, I'm not."

"Oh?"

"I kissed you, didn't I?"

"Correction: I kissed you."

"I kissed you back."

"Did not!"

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"Shut up!" Hermione whacked Draco for the second time that night.

"Tempermental much?"

"Go take that shower I promised you before I strangle you, cut you up into a billion pieces, and feed you to a dog."

"I didn't think you had it in you, Granger," said Draco with some respect.

"GO!" Hermione retreated into her closet. "Now."

Draco left the room, wondering how he was supposed to take a shower if he didn't know where the bathroom was. He took his luck with the room directly acrossed the hall and was very lucky. A small purple bathroom that was well-stocked for showers with all sorts of things that smelled yummy and towels.

Draco undressed and turned on the shower to The Perfect Temperature. He stepped in and let the water fall and drip off of his back and head and splash at his feet. An overwhelming amount of fatigue hit him, and he leaned to his right against the wall. After a couple more minutes and then he started to wash.

Hermione heard the water running and realized she hadn't given him any soap or towels or a washcloth. She started to think that maybe she should get him some and leave it on the sink. That would mean going into the bathroom. Where Malfoy was.

Where Malfoy was naked.

She started to blush and went back to picking out sweaters to take to find horcruxes. She was forcing herself not to think what Draco Malfoy looked like when he was in the shower. The water stopped and Hermione stopped reaching for her favorite T-shirt. She just stood there with her arm outstretched for a few minutes before she finished taking it off of the hanger and folding it and putting it in her suitcase.

She heard her bedroom door open. She stepped back out of the closet and found Draco Malfoy in her bedroom. He smelled better and his hair was combed back. He was dressed but he had nixed the sweater and Hermione realized that he had abs.

Great. Just simply great. Abs. Wait-his lips are moving! Pay attention.

"-tonight?"

"Huh?"

"I asked you where I was sleeping tonight."

Hermione pointed to a cot that her mum had set up for him in her room. Her mum was very trusting, apparently.

"Right. I'm a bit tired. Do you mind if I turn in?"

"Go on ahead. I'm going to bed now anyway. I'll finish packing in the morning. I'm going to have to wake up early to get to Harry's house, so please don't try to sleep in too much."

Draco took off his shirt and Hermione gaped some more at his abs. She noticed a long, thin scar running from the back of his neck to the top of his belly button.

"What's that?"

"A scar."

"Where did you get it?"

"My dad pushed me into a desk and I fell over it."

"Oh!" Hermione's hand clapped to her mouth.