Try to touch me [ENG]

Titel: Try to touch me
Språk: Engelska
Typ av text: Fanfiction
Antal kapitel hittills: 2
Färdigskriven: Ja
Rating: PG
Beskrivning: Try to touch me... So I can scream at you not to touch me. "Right. Tell me what I did wrong this time." Classmates arguing during a lesson? But that's not the whole truth. Dramione two-shot.
(Varför skriver jag beskrivningen på engelska när alla här fattar svenska? Nåväl. Den här ficen skrevs efter att jag hörde Love The Way You Lie part 2 första gången.)
Happy reading!
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They sat still and stiff.
Everyone could feel the tension in the air between them.
Every once in a while, their classmates threw glances at them, half curious and half disturbed. They were the only ones from different houses who were sitting at the same desk.
Draco Malfoy stared emptily at a spot straight on, the pale, beautiful features in an annoyed look.
Hermione Grangers face, on the other hand, was unreadable and it was impossible to figure out what was going on in that intelligent brain of hers.
Professor McGonagall sat at the very front of the room behind her teacher desk, surveying the class, and even though everyone could see that her eyes paused on the non-working Malfoy she didn't reprove him.
Otherwise, the only thing that was heard in the room was the noise from quills on stiff parchment.
Almost indistinguishable, Malfoy turned his glance to the left, so it fell on his partner's notes.
Almost, but not quite, because the Gryffindor with the bushy hair immediately snatched it out of sight for him which caused him to glare angrily at her.
"Oh please, cut that crap", she spat venomously and caught everyone's attention. Professor McGonagall cleared her throat, but no one noticed because things were happening in a rush now.
"What have I done?" Malfoy snarled heatedly and straightened his back.
"What you have done?" Hermione screamed and pointed a finger rather forcefully in his chest, but there she was temporarily interrupted by Professor McGonagall who had risen to her feet and with an angry voice commanded them to leave the classroom.
Malfoy was first to stand up, his whole body seemed to shake with inhibited rage.
"Right. Tell me what I did wrong this time."
Even Hermione rose, so neglectfully that her chair tipped back and hit the floor with a slam.
"Miss Granger!"
"You messed it all up! But if you're so fucking brain-dead that you don't understand..."
"...I can't fucking stand this anymore..."
They poured their anger on each other, drenched the other in their own.
Some of the classmates looked like they didn't want to be there; they squirmed in their seats and looked everywhere but at the couple in the middle of the room.
Some just looked shocked, but the rest watched the scene that took place in front of their eyes with fascination.
Suddenly the voices were cut of as by magic, and when the remaining students turned around their heads they discovered McGonagall standing with her wand pointing at her two most overachieving students.
Then the whole room breathed in as one man, and the sharp sound of Hermione's palm against Malfoys chin cut through the air.
With bared teeth he caught her thin wrist before it fell down to her side, then he pushed her a step backwards, but then the door flew open and suddenly they both were back-bound by invisible ropes.
Shocked, the students watched Headmaster Dumbledore marching in, with a severe look on his face.
"My office", he simply said but then his face softened to a small smile when he saw the stupefied class. "I think all of you can have a free period instead of this lesson today, or what do you say Minerva?"
It took McGonagall a few seconds to recover.
"Yes", she spoke hard-set. "Gather your books and leave, now."
After a few confused glares, a low murmuring started to spread and bewilderedly, people started to glean their belongings.
This wasn't the first time Hermione and Malfoy had argued during a lesson, it wasn't even the first time Dumbledore had had to interfere, but they had never before caused the break of a lesson.
This was the first time.

"You're making progress." The headmaster could barely hide his grin.
Hermione's shoulders flopped heavily. Now when the anger was gone, her body was replaced by shame.
Malfoy was leaning forward, elbows on knees and his forehead resting in his palms. He looked as distressed as the girl next to him.
"I hope you realise that if there had been any other students than you who had acted like this, they would have been expelled", Professor McGonagall said sharply.
"I know, Professor", Hermione answered ruefully. Malfoy tried to nod.
"But now you are not", Professor Dumbledore reminded them with a smile. "For a couple of reasons we all are aware of."
"I'm sorry, sir. I'm sorry, professor", Hermione said remorsefully, first to her Headmaster, then to her favourite teacher.
"I'm sorry." Malfoy's voice was husky, and when he sat up properly to be able to look in his professor's eyes, you could tell that even his face was characterized by guilt.
"You should apologize to each other, not to us", Professor McGonagall muttered.
The boy and the girl glanced at each other hastily, brown ones caught grey and held them for a second before Hermione self-consciously lowered hers.
"I love you. You know that."
"I love you more", Malfoy answered simply, took her hand and squeezed it gently.

"Know what, Albus, I don't know if I'll ever understand how the two of them could find one another." Professor McGonagall shook her head. "We thought we'd seen everything when young Lily and James united, but I almost believe that this beats it."
Professor Dumbledore smiled in satisfaction.
"In my opinion, it has only been a matter of time."
"But what if they separate in the end? When you think about' how unkindly they always behave..."
Now it was Professor Dumbledore's turn to shake his head.
"No, no. They need each other. And nothing will ever be peaceful between the two of them with their vivid personalities, but if I know Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy right, that's what they both really, really want."

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