Summary: Draco and Hermione have just spent the night together. And the morning after is filled with tension and uncertainty.

This was a spur-in-the moment drabble, I wrote for a drabble-a-thon.

As you know, none of the following characters are mine. No infringement intended. It all belongs to JKR.


-Early Morning-

Awareness came rolling back little by little. The grogginess of sleep slowly slipped away as Hermione awoke with a yawn. She tried to move, but it seemed like she was stuck in a cocoon of a dark green comforter.

She felt pleasantly warm... and naked. Heat rose to her cheek as she remembered what had happened the night before.

A pale arm was wrapped around her. She turned around to face his steel gray eyes, and smiled. "Good morning".

Draco hesitated and Hermione only now felt his unusual stiffness. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He whispered.

That's when it dawned on her. He was afraid she would leave again. She ran from him once. The first time this happened, she regretted it and had quickly fled his room. It took nearly a week before he could get her to talk to him again.

Even now, his grip on her was firm. "I'm not going to run again."

"Oh, I made sure of that. I even hid your clothes. You weren't going to run away without talking to me first."

The image of Draco hurriedly hiding her clothes under various pieces of furniture made her feel guilty. She felt terrible for making him feel this way. She reached out to touch him, only to feel ice cold skin. He didn't even bother fighting for his share of the covers, which he usually did. Now this alarmed her.

"You're freezing!" Hermione unfurled herself and pulled Draco under. She wrapped herself around him, legs over his. She hugged him, hoping the heat would transfer quicker. He still looked hesitant, still unsure if she was going to suddenly regret the night before.

"I'm not going anywhere." Hermione said with more vigor, emphasizing the truth in her words.

Draco relaxed a little bit, hugging her back. She knew better now. It took some trial and error, but now she understood him.


Up next: Draco's turn! Just what was he thinking that night of?