Another challange! This one found at Fiction Alley Park. D/Hr pairing. Please review. (good or bad.)
Coffee at Midnight
Ch1: A Kiss
Harry, Ron and Hermione stood round the limp body on the ground. The three friends looked down at the sopping wet boy wondering what they should do. Earlier they had happened to be by the lake. Malfoy and his followers had come by to make trouble. A few words were exchanged, "Mudblood" being one of them which resulted in Hermione losing it and magically throwing him into the lake. What a sight it was, Malfoy flying through the air and plop, into the middle of the lake.
"Hope the giant squid gets him," Ron had commented.
When they saw him flailing his arms things went farther south. None of Draco's friends went in to get him. Instead, possibly the strangest sight ever seen, the golden trio stood at the lake's edge with Crabbe, Goyle and Parkinson.
"Crabbe, Goyle!" Pansy Parkinson ordered, "do something!" The two boys looked out across the lake at the tiny spec, presumably Draco Malfoy, then at each other. "Useless!" Pansy screamed frustrated. "You will pay for this Granger!" Pansy said rounding on Hermione.
"Now hold on a minute," Harry said getting between the two girls, "I'll go get him." With that he was off into the lake to fetch the drowning boy. When Harry had returned Draco was unconscious.
Harry was now examining the situation and it was clear, "Someone needs to give him mouth to mouth," Harry declared.
"Let him die," Ron said.
"Ron that's a terrible thing to say," Hermione scolded.
"Well what do you propose we do?" Ron asked.
She shrugged, "I've no idea but we can't let him die."
"Leave him and one of the dolts will figure it out," Ron went to leave.
"Ron! They can't be trusted to save him," Hermione said gesturing at Crabbe and Goyle.
"Slimy git should know how to swim," Ron said damning him.
"Well someone has to save Malfoy," Hermione protested. "Harry?" she tried.
"She's right," Harry admitted. He held his hands up and backed away, "but I'm definitely not giving him mouth to mouth."
"Ron?" Hermione asked.
"Don't even suggest it," he answered disgusted.
"Isn't there some sort of spell?" Harry suggested. Both boys looked to Hermione.
She shrugged, "I don't know of one."
The three looked to Crabbe and Goyle then back at each other. "Naw," they said in unison shaking their heads.
"Oh my," Pansy had said before fainting.
"Too bad she's out," Ron commented.
"Now really, we can't just stand here," Hermione said, "someone's got to do something." Ron and Harry looked at each other then back at her. "Oh no," Hermione backed away, "not me."
"You're the one so intent on saving his life," Ron told her.
"But... but.." she stuttered.
"Someone's got to do something!" Ron mimicked. His voice had raised and he pranced round acting like a lady boy.
"Harry?" Hermione tried. He looked round avoiding her eyes.
"Ron, that's a terrible thing to say," Ron continued to mimic.
"What would Merlin do?" Hermione asked.
"Oh la de da, I'm Hermione Granger," Ron said still traipsing round.
"Fine, I'll do it, "Hermione said disgruntled. She got to her knees telling herself that she was just doing this to be a good person. "This never happened," Hermione warned giving her friends a look. "Never," she glared at Crabbe and Goyle.
"Oh Merlin, I think I'm going to throw up," Ron stood there with a disgusted face. Harry looked equally as unpleased. Neither of the two could believe Hermione was actually going through with this.
Hermione was getting frustrated. Maybe Malfoy had died already, all that talking they had been doing. A wave of guilt hit her. "Damn it Malfoy!" she said giving him a firm whack on the chest, "breathe!" Still nothing, Hermione was desperate and put her lips back to his. After a few moments Draco Malfoy took his first breath.
Draco wasn't sure which was more shocking, being flung in the lake by Granger or waking up to see Granger over him, with her lips on his! The mere thought of Granger, a Mudblood kissing him made his blood boil. "Get off me you filthy Mudblood!" he yelled wiping his mouth with his sleeve.
Hermione backed away, shocked. She didn't know why she was so surprised though. Hermione's heart beat a million miles a minute.
"She saved your life Malfoy! You should be thankful," Harry said while trying to hold Ron back from tearing Malfoy to shreds.
"If I remember correctly, she's the one that sent me to my death," Draco spat back.
"Learn to swim Malfoy," Ron sneered.
"You owe her your life," Harry said.
"I don't owe her anything," Malfoy said folding his arms across his chest.
Ron quieted down, "I'm fine," Ron told Harry.
"You're sure?" Harry asked.
"Yes," he confirmed. Harry let go and Ron charged with a loud roar. Harry had to grab Ron's collar, pulling him back like a dog on a leash.
"Mione I told you, you should have let him die," Ron said with his hand to his neck, "could have told Dumbledor it was self-defense."
"Let's just go," Hermione said tired of this. Rows with Malfoy often left her tired and she no longer had the heart for it. Fighting with him was certainly getting old. "Sorry I saved your life," she said walking past Malfoy.
Draco Malfoy stood watching the three get smaller and smaller. "Let's go," Draco ordered. "What do we do with her?" Crabbe asked. "With who?" Draco asked turning around annoyed, all Draco could think about was Granger kissing him. "What the hell happened to her?" Draco asked seeing Pansy. "Fainted," Goyle answered. Draco rolled his eyes, "pick her up." The three followed the golden trio back into the school with unconscious Pansy flung over Goyle's shoulder.
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Second chapter up soon.