Chapter 2

A/N: Chapter 2 of two-shot, "Solitude".

[SORT-OF AN UPDATE: 1/1/2010] - Thanks to those who reviewed!

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Draco's POV:

I looked at myself one last time in the mirror. I had a light blue shirt, grey jeans and black shoes on. Draco, you idiot; remind me again why you're so jittery about this meeting?

It was nearly a quarter to eleven. I grabbed by broomstick and left the dormitory to proceed to the common room.

Blaise was lounging on the couch with Pansy nearby.

"Whoa, where are you going?" Blaise asked as soon as he saw me. "What's with the broom? Anyway, you're dressed like you're out on a date with a girl."

"Yeah, I am."

Blaise's eyes widened roughly to the size of Galleons. "No way! Who is it?"

"Draco!" Pansy shrieked.

I smirked and left without a word. They'd never find out it was Hermione Granger.

I was outside the Three Broomsticks in a moment. Granger was nowhere to be seen. Girls...

Someone then tapped my shoulder. I immediately turned around to see Granger. She was in a brown coat, jeans, boots, and a hat. Merlin, what should I say?


"Uh... Hey," I managed to say. That sounded odd. "I brought my broomstick. Hop on."

Granger seemed surprised. Her hazel eyes darted from my grey ones to my broomstick.


Hermione's POV:

He actually brought his broom. Okay...

He climbed up onto the broom first. I managed to do the same, with a little difficulty. (I'm not the Quidditch type...) I clasped onto the broomstick as I asked, "What's this for?"

"Just a little ride around."

I smiled (he couldn't see my face anyway) as we rode higher into the air, the cold winter air whipping gently across my face. "This is nice of you, Malfoy." He didn't reply, but I was sure he was smiling.

"Merlin, it's pretty cold today."

"Then hold on to me."

Hold on to him? Since I was freezing, I didn't care that much anymore. I wrapped my arms around Malfoy's waist. It did feel warmer. It felt great to be soaring through the night sky on a broom (on Draco Malfoy's broom), despite the cold.

After a while more of riding around Hogsmeade on Malfoy's broomstick, he descended outside the Three Broomsticks.

I smiled at him. "That was pretty... unexpected from you."

He smiled a little, then pointed at the entrance of Three Broomsticks. "Let's get in."

We got ourselves a booth and sat across each other. Weirdly, I didn't feel that awkward with him anymore.

"Well?" I asked, as he positioned his broom against the seat. "What're you going to get?"

He looked up from the floor which he was staring at earlier. "What? Oh, right." Madam Rosmerta came over to take our orders.

"So, what would it be, dears?"

"I'd like a Butterbeer, thanks." I replied.

"A firewhiskey."

"Okay. It'll be served shortly." Madam Rosmerta said, then continued. "Aren't both of you from Gryffindor and Slytherin?" Malfoy and I looked up at her. "Uh, yeah." He replied. Madam Rosmerta smiled. "Now that's something rare. A Gryffindor and a Slytherin together." Malfoy and I swapped glances.

"No, uhm, we're not together..." I said.

"We're friends." Malfoy replied.

I stared at him with a 'what-are-you-talking-about' look. Malfoy smirked. "Gryffindor and Slytherin friendships are uncommon too." She paused to sigh, with a smile on her face. "At least Professor Dumbledore got his wish for house unity."

I watched as Madam Rosmerta sauntered away.

"Friends?" I asked. "We're... friends?"

"Aren't we?" he answered. "We're drinking at the Three Broomsticks together. We rode on the same broom. You accepted my invitation to spend today together." I hate to admit it but he was right.

I sighed. "Right." Moments passed with us talking about Quidditch.

"Have you even rode a broom?" he asked skeptically.

"Of course!" I retorted. At that moment, Madam Rosmerta then came with our drinks. Great, I really needed some Butterbeer to occupy myself with something to do other than talk about Quidditch. Just then, the door of the Three Broomsticks opened. Madam Rosmerta glanced that way and beamed. "Harry, Ginny! Come in and take a seat!"

I froze in my seat. Harry and Ginny are here? I peered over our booth, while Malfoy looked on curiously. My ears weren't playing tricks on me; they really were there! Wait a minute...

"Harry and I will be at the Three Broomsticks, joining in the countdown. I heard there'll be fireworks..."


Moreover, I was directly facing the door. I didn't want them to see me! Especially with Draco Malfoy. (Harry would explode!) I immediately shifted myself cautiously over to sit beside Malfoy, so that my back would be facing the entrance.

"Whoa Granger, what's-"

I pressed a finger to his mouth. "Shh! Harry and Ginny are here!"

He swiped my hand away and smirked. Oh, if only I could wipe that annoying smirk of his face...! "So what? You're afraid to let them see us together?" I remained silent, thus he assumed it's a 'yes'. He scoffed, while I peered over our booth again to see where Ginny and Harry were.

"Whatever," I answered. I grabbed my Butterbeer started drinking.

Malfoy still had that smirk on, as if it's permanently stuck onto his face. Merlin...

Unexpectedly, Malfoy suddenly stood up. "Hey Potter and Weaslette, here for a drink?"

I did a spit-take and spilt Butterbeer all down my front. What the-?! "Malfoy!" I whispered, 'begging' him to sit down. Unfortunately, Harry and Ginny had their attention on him.

"Why can't we, Malfoy? As if that's any of your business." Harry replied.

"Well, it's not my business but it is Granger's." Malfoy answered, and grabbed my arm, making me stand up.

Oh, Merlin...

I took to staring at the floor as I felt two pairs of eyes on me. Two pairs of shocked eyes.

"Hermione...?" Ginny started.

"You're... you're with him?" Harry asked.

"Uh, well..." I stuttered.

In my mind, I expected Harry to say something along the lines of: "YOU'RE WITH MALFOY??!!" But it didn't turn out like that. I was shocked as Harry said:

"That's great, Hermione!"

My eyes widened as I stared at my best friend (well, one of my best friends). "What?!"

Harry and Ginny came over to our table. "Dumbledore always said house unity is so important. I'm really glad both of you worked out your differences, and now you're actually going out together."

"Not in that sense, Harry." I added in.

Harry grinned. "Right. We'll see you around, we'll go someplace else so as not to bother you."

"No, you don't have to do that," I protested, but Harry insisted. "It's okay, really."

Ginny patted me on the arm and flashed me a cheeky smile. "Good luck." I scowled at her as I watched her and Harry leave. I turned to Malfoy. "What's with you?"

"See, Granger? It isn't that bad."

I scoffed. I realised my sodden clothes were getting in the way and reached for my wand in my pocket. I didn't find it, though. "Oh no, my wand's at the dormitory..." I said. Malfoy took out his own wand and pointed it at my clothes, muttering a 'scourgify' in the process.

"Thanks." I said, and I smiled at him. "You know, this is a really nice change." He raised an eyebrow. "You weren't like you used to be: cocky, spiteful... Well, you're still pretty cocky." He laughed. Okay, un-Malfoy-ness alert. "That was last time, Hermione," he replied, while I returned to my original seat across him. Did he just call me by my first name? "I was childish back then." I grinned and answered, "At least you know, Draco."

He seemed to have noticed what he had let slip, and what I had called him, for he was flushing a little. He actually looked kind of cute. Okay, wait. Am I having... a crush... on him? I felt my cheeks turn red with embarrassment. Oh, Merlin...

We sat awkwardly like that for a while. Malfoy- I mean, Draco, then spoke. "The countdown's starting."

We got up from our seats and proceeded to go outside to the open space, as did everyone else in the bar. Several adults, including some Hogwarts students, leaded the countdown.

"Okay, dudes! It's ten seconds to midnight!" Dean Thomas, a Gryffindor in my year, announced as he stood on a wheelbarrow. I didn't notice him there... (Beside him was Seamus and another guy from the school.) "Now it's... five seconds..."

Everyone was counting along. "...four... three... two... one!"

"Happy New Year, everyone!" Seamus yelled, as everyone congratulated each other on the welcoming of the New Year.

Draco grinned as we swapped glances. I broke into a smile too. He leant into my ear.

"Thanks, Hermione."

I responded by pulling him into a hug.

"No, I should thank you. It was... relatively fun today."

Dramione fluff! (is it considered fluff?) Whew, finally done! This is probably the longest chapter I've ever written. Apologies if it feels a bit rushed. Had to keep up! Pardon the OOCness too!

Happy New Year to everyone! May 2010 be a good year! :D (It's another hour and a half to 2010 here in Singapore.)

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