Trapped Together Part 2

Blaise and Pansy were the first ones awake when Pansy had rolled over and elbowed Blaise in the side causing him to jump up and startle Pansy awake.

"Blaise?" Pansy asked.

"Yes?" He groaned clutching his side.

"I elbowed you?" Pansy asked and when he nodded smiled slightly, "Happens. I'm not used to sharing a bed."

"Its fine. We might as well get dressed anyways," Blaise said.

"You know, if you're going to be loud, you just need to wake us up first," Ron grumbled as he and Harry climbed out if the bed and went to the boys wardrobe.

"Sorry," Pansy smiled opening hers and Hermione's before laughing.

"What is it?" Blaise asked.

"Well my outfit is great!" Pansy said pulling out hers which consisted of light blue jeans, a sheer yellow blouse, and a white spaghetti strapped tank top, "But mione will have a heart attack. I just called her mione."

"You did," Harry replied, "Just means you feel you're on hood enough terms with her. You two are officially friends if she calls you Pans or something."

"Right," Pansy said turning around, "Aw."

The boys turned to see what she was looking at and their jaws dropped.

"How did that happen?" Blaise asked.

"No idea, but it's adorable!" Pansy squealed.

Hermione's book was resting in her lap as she was half leaning against the headboard. Her right arm had somehow draped over Draco and her hand was resting on his back while her other hand was gently cupping his face. Draco's head was resting on her chest with his arms wrapped around her waist. They looked like something out of a romance movie.

"Should we?" Ron asked Harry with an amused grin.

"We shall," Harry smirked.

"Should what?" Blaise and Pansy asked.

Harry and Ron smiled at each other before cupping their hands over their mouths to echo their bodies and shouted, "WE'RE LATE FOR CLASS!"

"WHAT?" Hermione shrieks bolting upwards, but falling down under Draco's grip, "Oh please not be happening," she muttered when she looked down and saw Draco sleeping on her, literally.

"Oh I see," Pansy smriekd winking at Blaise and the two of them shouted, "LUCIUS IS COMING!"

Draco opened his eyes lazily and saw the four staring at him. He looked down at his pillow to be met with a body. He tilted his head up to see Hermione not looking at him, but glaring at Blaise and Pansy, he cheeks flushed.

"This is to good to be real," he muttered closing his eyes again, unaware that all heads snapped towards him.

"Draco, Lucius is coming! Wake up!" Blaise tried again.

"Fine," Draco grumbled opening his eyes again and pushing himself up, in the process towering himself over Hermione, "Oh this is to good." He said again when he realized he had pushed himself up so he was hovering over her.

"Malfoy get off," Hermione said almost fearfully.

"Why?" He asked cheekily.

"Because your friends are laughing."

"Let them," Draco smirked, "I am not releasing you when I have you stuck like this."

"Blaise!" Hermione said.

"Uh, I don't think it'd be smart. He's like three times a strong as all of us combined and we don't have our wands. Yours disappeared last night," Blaise stuttered.

"Bloody perfect," Hermione sighed.

She looked back up at Draco who's dace had softened and was just watching her carefully.

"W-What are you doing?" Hermione asked.

"Watching you."

"That's a little creepy, you know."

"I know but does it look like I care?" Draco asked with a smirk.

Hermione gulped and shook her head.

"Thought so," Draco whispered leaning down to her ear, "I think we could have some fun with this. Don't you?"

Hermione's eyes widened, and Draco laughed as he climbed off of her, "You're to easy, Granger."

"What does that mean?" Hermione asked her brother.

"Basically, he's found a new way to tease you," Blaise sighed rubbing the back of his neck, "So yeah."

"Four days," Hermione muttered, "Only four days."

"Technically its four nights and five days," Harry smirked.

"Kill me now," Hermione sighed walking over to the wardrobe where Pansy was smirking, "What is it? That smirk can not be good!"

"Take a look," Pansy laughed.

Hermione cautiously opened the doors and her mouth dropped, "They want to kill me! Look at this!"

Hermione pulled out her outfit and with the help from Pansy held it all up. The boys took one look and started laughing their heads off. They teachers really had it out for Hermione. Her outfit had a pair of light colored ripped jean shorts that hit her mid thigh with another cropped hoodie, but this time a pale pink. She had wedged sneakers again and the same sports bra. She also had a black beanie.

"Wow, Mione," Pansy laughed, "They either are trying to tell to wear more stuff like this or are slowly torturing the boys."

Hermione groaned and left the room to change.

"There's another note!" She called after she had changed in the bathroom.

A note had appeared on the counter and Hermione picked up. She walled out and found everyone in the living room.

"What's it say?" Ron asked.

"Oh god," Hermione groaned as she read it, "Well..."