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Hermione
In an instant, Draco’s body was immovable and I could feel his body lean into mine, rigid and firm. There was a look in his eyes, a look of fear, and, was it…a look of hurt?
New tears sprung out of my eyes. “I’m sorry, Draco,” I whispered shakily, my breath ragged and wand still raised. At that moment, I felt utterly cruel.
I hoisted his body from the wall and laid it on the ground, making sure that he couldn’t do anything. Logically, he wouldn’t be able to, but Slytherins could be very surprising at times. Maybe I didn’t trust my strengths in this spell.
Pointing my wand at his stiff body, I commanded, “Locomotor.” His body lifted from the floor and hovered in the air, a foot from the ground. Grabbing his broom, I shoved it into his immovable hands. Then I wrapped his body in the invisibility cloak I had borrowed from Harry the night before and slid down the slide, all the while directing his invisible form beside me.
Wand still aloft and pointed towards Draco, I hurriedly rushed out of the common room and into the hall. It was fortunate that no one stopped me. Several of my fellow students passed me, but didn’t even look over. Those who did gave me a puzzled look, but must have thought that raising a wand in mid air while walking was a Hermione-ish thing to do, so they overlooked it.
I finally made it to the Great Hall, which was occupied by a group lingering Hufflepuff students. Glancing around to make sure no one was looking, I quickly tore off the cloak from Draco and muttered an inaudible incantation, which was followed by a flash of red light. Then I ran towards the group of crowding students on the other side of the Great Hall to make sure that Draco couldn’t do anything to me, in public, at least.
When I reached the group, panting, they all turned to me and gave me perplexed looks. “Never mind,” I told them breathlessly.
“Are you sure?” Hannah Abbott, one of the Hufflepuffs, asked me timidly.
I nodded, not daring to glance back at Draco. One thing I didn’t want to do was to direct attention to a boxer-clad Slytherin with a broom.
“Was it just me, or was there a red flash over there a few moments ago?” One sixth year Hufflepuff asked the group in general.
The rest shrugged or shook their heads. “I didn’t notice anything,” Hannah concluded.
They started chatting about Hufflepuff stuff, which made me a bit impatient. Now I didn’t dare go anywhere without someone with me. What could I do? I looked down at the bundle in my arms. I bade a quick farewell to the Hufflepuffs, then walked away casually. I saw a pillar coming up, so I ducked behind it, pulled on the invisibility cloak, and crept out the Great Hall.
Draco
I saw the tears glistening in Hermione’s eyes when she lifted the curse from me. She really was too smart for her own good. She knew I wouldn’t be able to make a move on her in the Great Hall. I didn’t run after her when she exited the Great Hall. I didn’t have the heart to. I didn’t know where my heart was at the moment.
What compelled me to make a move on Hermione anyway? I guess I assumed that she knew this is how I went through my relationships with girls. My mind couldn’t grasp the fact why she’d refused me. She obviously cared about me, so why did she do what she did? It was awfully cruel of her. My mind boiled with rage. She was dealing with Draco Malfoy here.
I couldn’t take it. I huddled closer to the corner and cried. I cried softly and for a long time. But I had to let it out somehow. It took all my energy to stifle my sobs. All the hurt spilled out of me. When I was finally done, I poked my head out of the corner. Thankfully, everyone had left. I mounted my broom and flew very quickly to the Slytherin dungeon. After all, I didn’t want anyone to see me clad in pajamas.
Sprinting up the stairs to my dormitory, I fell onto my bed and tried to sort my feelings out. This proved the most difficult task of all.
Draco? Crying? Ooo...wow. That was definitely unsuspected, but that's what makes the post so good. It's definitely touching on how deep his feelings really are. 
Oh, my dedicated reader, Sabby! *schnuggles*
And someday, when the night is over and the dawn arrives, we'll reach up to the sky withour eyes turned toward our Lord, and all will become good and whole
:) 
lets hope he feels happier soon! 
