And So It Goes
Jul. 22nd, 2009 10:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ashleyfanficTitle: And So It Goes
Rating: PG
Pairing: Draco/Hermione
Word Count: 236
Summary: Draco meets Muggle technology!
“So I would choose to be with you. That's if the choice were mine to make. But you can make decisions too. And you can have this heart to break,” came the warble from the radio.
Draco had his fingers in his ears, then brought the little remote back in front of him. Hermione raced into the room, wrapped in a towel, wincing at how loud the music was. She walked over to him and took the remote from him and turned it off, then gave him a glare.
“What are you doing?!” she exclaimed. “I didn’t bring you here to blow my ear drums.”
He folded his arms over his chest, barely able to hear anything other than the ringing in his ears. “I didn’t mean to! I sat on that and it started screaming at me.”
“Screaming? Draco, that’s a CD player. It plays music.”
It suddenly dawned on him that Hermione Granger was standing in front of him, dripping wet and wearing a towel. He smirked. “Nice,” he said, eyeing her up and down.
She grunted. “Pig,” she said as she turned on her heel to leave. He grabbed her by her wrist, which was difficult considering she was dripping with water.
He pulled her close and smiled. “Slytherin,” he said cockily. She pulled her wrist away and stomped out of the room, mumbling about arrogant Slytherin prats taking advantage of Gryffindor hospitality.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Draco/Hermione
Word Count: 236
Summary: Draco meets Muggle technology!
“So I would choose to be with you. That's if the choice were mine to make. But you can make decisions too. And you can have this heart to break,” came the warble from the radio.
Draco had his fingers in his ears, then brought the little remote back in front of him. Hermione raced into the room, wrapped in a towel, wincing at how loud the music was. She walked over to him and took the remote from him and turned it off, then gave him a glare.
“What are you doing?!” she exclaimed. “I didn’t bring you here to blow my ear drums.”
He folded his arms over his chest, barely able to hear anything other than the ringing in his ears. “I didn’t mean to! I sat on that and it started screaming at me.”
“Screaming? Draco, that’s a CD player. It plays music.”
It suddenly dawned on him that Hermione Granger was standing in front of him, dripping wet and wearing a towel. He smirked. “Nice,” he said, eyeing her up and down.
She grunted. “Pig,” she said as she turned on her heel to leave. He grabbed her by her wrist, which was difficult considering she was dripping with water.
He pulled her close and smiled. “Slytherin,” he said cockily. She pulled her wrist away and stomped out of the room, mumbling about arrogant Slytherin prats taking advantage of Gryffindor hospitality.