If This Were A Normal Day...

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Harry Potter. No, no, I don¡¦t have Draco chained up in my closet.......thats just crazy talk......


Chapter 2

Draco woke with a start. The sunlight poured into the room from an odd angle. For a moment, he couldn\'t remember where he was. The mahogany work desk in the corner, several of those weird muggle photos that didn\'t move, the gold and scarlet comforter and bed hangings. Slowly, it all came back to him. The window...her desperate plea not to be left alone.

\"Merlin.\" He thought. \"Granger tried to throw herself out a window.\"

McGonagall\'s pride and joy. Miss Perfect goodie goodie Granger had tried to snuff herself last night. Classic.

He looked down at her. Her eyes were red-rimmed and puffy and her hair was a mess of curls scattered all over him.

It was hard to believe that this was Granger. The girl could turn his stomach at the mere mention of her name. Yet there she was, sleeping silently on his bare chest.

Surprisingly, this didn¡¦t bother him. He¡¦d always made the other girls leave or left himself. They had never been allowed to sleep beside him. Just the thought of their body there, breathing next to his disgusted him.

Hmm...he never allowed Pansy to stay with him, but he did allow the mudblood. Pansy would lose her mind if she heard this. Maybe this wasn¡¦t a total bust after all.

He raised slightly and peeked under the blanket. Their legs were tangled together. He gently tried to disconnect himself without waking her. His legs were almost free when she began to stir.

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Hermionie drifted back to consciousness , but didn\'t open her eyes. She ran her hand down her pillow.....but it wasn\'t a pillow. It was a hard chest with well-defined muscles covered in soft, warm skin.

Her eyes shot open. Draco Malfoy was in her bed in nothing but his boxers. Hermionie raised up and shook her head slightly.

\"What is he doing here?\" she thought. Then she remembered.

\"Oh Merlin¡\" she thought. \"I tried to off myself in front of him.....and now our knickers are touching.\"

This had to be some kind of record.

She opened her mouth to say something, but \"Why are you half naked?\" was the only question her lips could form.

\"It got hot in here. I figured if I was going to babysit you all night, I might as well be comfortable.\" he responded while rolling off the bed and searching for his pants.

She simply sat there and watched him dress.

He made his way towards the portrait hole.

\"Thank you\" she murmured after him.

He turned around.

\"Yeah.\" was all he said before exiting and letting the lock click behind him.

Hermione buried her head in her pillow.

Do the fates revel in coming up with new ways to embarrass and torture me, she thought. I mean if flinging herself out the window and having to be rescued wasn\'t bad enough, he had gotten a good, up close look at her stuff.

Wait a second, she thought, bolting upright and flinging back the blanket. I didn¡¥t fall asleep in this!
She reached up and grabbed her boobs And I\'m braless

Slowly, the memory of being dressed came back to her.

She groaned and buried her head back into her pillow.

My life just keeps getting better and better. she thought.

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Draco headed down to breakfast.

He entered the Great Hall and strode toward the Slytherin table.

Taking his seat, he began to pile food onto his plate.

\"Where did you disappear to last night?\" Blaise asked through his half-chewed piece of food.

\"Oh, I was babysitting a suicidal muggle.\" Draco replied.

Blaise choked on his bacon.

\"What?!\" he asked in disbelief.

Draco told him the whole story.

\"Granger? We\'re talking about Miss I\'ve got all my shit together, Please let me answer this question, holier-than-thou Granger, right?\" he asked in amazement.

\"Yep\" Draco replied stuffing a piece of sausage into his mouth.

\"Wow, you learn something new every day, huh?\" Blaise said.

\"Yep.\" Draco replied once again.

\"So what do you think made her do it?\" Blaise wondered aloud.

Draco had never thought about this. What could make someone like Hermione want to off herself? She seemed to have perfect friends....a perfect family....a perfect life.

Blaise snorted through a mouthful of food.

\"Maybe that stick up her ass finally got jammed so far in that its poking her brain.\"

Draco laughed, but the questioned still bugged him. He glanced over at the Gryffindor table where he seen Scarhead curled up with the Weaslette.

If there was any sight one the planet that could make his stomach turn, that had to be it.

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Hermione walked into the cold bathroom and turned on the bath. The warm water flowed into the tub. She bathed quickly and wrapped a towel around herself. Hermione made her way to the mirror, leaned forward, and studied her reflection.

\"Eeew.\" She thought. Her eyes were swollen and red rimmed. Little blood vessels were popped below them. She smeared some concealer around them and a dab of eyeshadow. She looked much better, but there were still tell-tale signs of her grief from the previous night.

She let her towel drop to the floor and stopped to appraise her naked body.

I mean, theyre nice boobs, right? she thought, turning to the side and cupping them while pushing them up. I\'m an adult and I shouldn\'t be ashamed of my body....right? Ugh, she dressed quickly, ran a brush through her hair and headed down to breakfast.