"I thought we could meet. I... I miss talking to you like we used to."
Her cheeks flushed brightly as she hid her face in the loose curls. If someone saw her, she'd be in big trouble, but that was part of what made Theodore so exciting.
"What do you think, Theo?"
"Part of it..." Hermione hated to admit it, but she had seen him around fights a lot more often this year. The usual playfulness around him turning slightly darker worried her.
They weren't friends— but they weren't strangers. They haven't been strangers for a while. +
"Has the golden girl been missing my presence? What a tragedy to witness."
A breath went through his lips as he allowed his eyes to glance up and assess the blushing girl in front of him. "I guess you're right. I have been busy lately. Is that why you're here?"
“Right.”
Clearing her throat, she willing her body not to shiver as she glanced around carefully.
“I wondered if we could— I mean… our agreement? You. We. I haven’t seen you much lately.”
And here I thought pure bloods were supposed to be well mannered.
Bored?
Take the time to catch up on your studies then. Merlin knows you could use some help.
— he was his happiness.
“First things first. Let’s deal with him. We can get rid of him and if worst comes to worst, I have an empty jar.”
Although her tone was light, there was nothing she wouldn’t do for him.
Legal or not.
“Harry James Potter. It is definitely not you.”
Her frown is evident at his ridiculous considerations. Perhaps before she would have been able to give a better advice but not now — not when Harry’s happiness is her sole mission in life. As much as her and Malfoy didn’t get along