Draco/Hermione - Huddling for Warmth - Speedrun Prompts
for @caitriona-3
Rated T
Huddling for warmth - Reason be damned, write the huddle-cuddle
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Hermione’s teeth chattered as she peeled off the soaking wet jumper, too cold to care about what Draco saw. He was doing the same as her, anyway. She’d warm up so she wouldn’t die, get dressed, and look for her wand. In that order.
“C’mere,” Draco said, draping his arm over Hermione’s bare waist. “Turn ‘round and put your back to me.”
“I’d feel better if it were the other way around…” she muttered.
“We don’t exactly have time to bicker right now, Granger. The logistics alone--” Spying her sharp look, he rolled his eyes. “You’re the cold one. I’m the warm one. It makes sense that you curl up and I curl around you. If it makes you feel any better at all, this is the least sexual scenario that this sort of position could possibly take place in.”
“Are you sure your wand’s broken?” she asked once again.
“When you fell into the water, it snapped,” he repeated, quietly and with a forced calmness that sounded almost unnerving coming from him. She must really be bad off if he was trying to keep calm for her. Generally, he’d get louder when he was frantic. He had the same look in his eyes now, his arm curling around her belly and scooting closer. “Come on, Granger. Let me warm you up, and you can insult me all you want once your teeth stop chattering.”
“D-d-deal,” she said, shivering as he pulled the blanket tightly around the two of them, curling around her back and settling his head right behind hers.
He _was _warm. It’d be difficult to insult him after he’d saved her life. But she’d make do. She was Hermione Granger, after all. Nothing was impossible.
