malfoy-allhailtheprince:
“No, no, it’s okay, Carey.” Hermione said softly, gently laying a hand on his arm. “I should have realized - I just didn’t think about it, but I should have. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to cause any more stress.
Still confused and definitely frustrated, Draco pulled the sweater off over her head before pulling on Carey’s, grumbling under her breath as she did so.
It did smell nice though…
Moving back toward the door, she paused, managing to make out tidbits of their words.
Granger apologized again.
What in Salazar’s name was happening here?
She jerked open the door, Carey’s sweater swallowing her even more then Harry’s had.
She all but threw the sweater at Hermione. “Satisfied?”
“Thank you.” Hermione sighed softly, hoping the sight of her in his clothing would calm him fully. She dug around in the bag then, pulling out a hair tie and offering it to Draco. “If you’d like to put your hair up.”
Draco scowled at the offensive elastic offered to her, inspecting it for curly brown hairs. “Have you worn it?”
“I’m not sure. I’ve got-,”
“Then no.” She spat at her.
Hermione sighed, putting up her hands in surrender before looking back at Carey. “She’s all yours.” She grumbled, leaving the two of them alone once more.
Carey’s head moved quickly to Draco, taking in the sight of her wearing his sweater. He smiled.
He sighed, smile still in place as Hermione left, the girl clearly frustrated with the other. He stood, guiding Draco back to the room.
He took out his want, “Ah, would you like if I put your hair up for you? I can make a tie, if you’d like.”
