Caught!

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*****And sry the chapters are short, but i'll try to write enough chapters to make up for it.

HARRY POTTER’S POV
I’m shocked.
Did Draco Malfoy, the unofficial Slytherin prince, just run away?
Not only that, but did he truely not have some scathing comeback?
“Hey, Harry! Why are you on the floor?”
Hermione.
She held out her hand and helped me up.
“You’ll never guess what just happened to me!” she went on, not even waiting for a response. Well, not to say that its usual for me to be sprawled out on the floor, because it’s not, but Hermione… her mind works differently than that of a normal person.
I'm not saying that she’s not normal. She’s… er... well… super-human I suppose. Hogwarts’ girl genius.
“I was following Malfoy, right?” That caught my attention. “Because I have a question that is in desperate need of being answered. But the git ran away! Honestly, I thought I’d never see the day when he’d be scared of me!”
I stood there, staring at Hermione like she just said she believed the world is square. And has photos from space to prove it.
He ran away from Hermione too!?
Grabbing my arm she started leading me in the direction of the library. She’s made it a habit to force me and Ron to study for the class we had after our lunch break.
Potions. With the Slytherins.
She giggled. “Who’d think that he’d run away from such a little, harmless question? I never thought he was that shy. Ron, okay, but not Malfoy.”
“What did you ask him?”
“Oh, nothing really. Just about the person he fancies. You know, who it is and all.”
Why does Hermione care about that? It’s not like she fancies him or anything. If she did, I doubt she’d be dating Ron.
I mean, Ron has awesome qualities and all, but on a different level. When you look at Ron, you don’t have to think twice about whether or not he’s a guy. Draco on the other hand… I’ve talked to guys that have seen him naked and still think he’s a girl in guys’ clothes. Albeit a flat-chested girl with a cock, but… that’s the kind of pretty he is.
But regardless of that, the concept of Draco having a crush on anyone was a shocker. Sure, he dated a few girls, the longest lasting relationship being Pansy Parkinson, but those were more like a type of worship-dating. He dated them because he was bored, and they dated him because the idolized him.
“So… who is it?”
“Huh? Oh. I’m not going to say anything until I get a confirmation of who it is from his mouth. I don’t wanna get someone’s hopes up just to have them crushed in the end becaouse I was wrong.”
“I guess that makes sense, but it’s not fair to bring up the topic then leave me hanging. You know, I need every tiny speck of dirt that can be dug up on him.” I said, and held the library door open for her. “He’s done enough to me. It’s about time I extract some revenge.”
She just rolled her eyes at me as we made our way over to where Ron was sleeping, head and body spralwed on top a pile of books she ordered him to dig up.