[Drarry] Miss Granger Has a Secret.

000.

Miss Granger has a secret.

At the beginning, she didn’t want to say.

Later, she regretted not saying it earlier.

001.

“Look, our saviour again has time to wander around with his two sidekicks,” the boy with golden hair said, walking with a light step and raising his eyebrow.

“Be quiet, Malfoy,” the black-haired saviour said, clearly not wanting to listen to him, walking very quickly.

Draco Malfoy obviously didn't think so. He stepped up to Harry, with an arrogant expression, "What bad deed is our saviour rushing to do now?"

His response was Harry's flaming anger and a raised fist, along with Ron's hold on the side.

This was almost a daily occurrence. Anytime they encountered Draco Malfoy, a scene of commotion would ensue. Hermione Granger had become used to it, even feeling rather numb.

She absolutely detests Draco Malfoy, primarily because of the insulting words "mudblood" that escaped his mouth, as well as the relentless taunting he aimed at Harry.

But as Draco Malfoy repeatedly appeared in front of them, Hermione began to feel confused.

It was as if, no matter the situation, the golden-haired boy would always notice Harry, and the next moment, he would stride over with a smug look, throwing out a few comments to provoke him.

During the Triwizard Tournament, Harry had been underwater for a long time without resurfacing, making Hermione agitated. She nervously looked around, and then noticed that even Draco Malfoy appeared more jittery than her.

She even managed to hear him muttering under his breath, “Damn it, Potter, when will you come up? The great saviour should have someone watching over him, shouldn't he?”

Watching Draco Malfoy try multiple times to lean over the railing and look down eagerly, she hesitated to come to a conclusion: If Harry didn’t come up soon, that bastard might actually jump down.

This thought scared her, but soon she didn't think about it anymore. Harry came up and even saved one more person. But unfortunately, the savior also caught a bad cold.

They stayed with Harry in bed for a while and prepared to leave. Ron was still chattering, but Hermione was a little distracted. When she just left the infirmary, she seemed to see something flash in.

"Ron, I have something to say to Harry, you go back first." Hermione turned and walked back. Regardless of Ron's complaints, she walked fast and hurriedly.

Then, through the window, she saw a scene that she would never forget in her life.

That golden-haired bastard, Draco Malfoy, lowered his head and kissed the sleeping savior - Harry Potter.

"Merlin..." Hermione was almost stunned and couldn't help but speak.

"Who!" Draco almost straightened up immediately.

Hermione was startled and turned around and ran away in a panic. She couldn't help shouting in her heart while running.

Oh my god, that's Draco Malfoy. He was kissing the forehead of a savior. That look, Merlin's socks, this is really, really incredible.

Hermione couldn't accept that Malfoy actually liked Harry. He was a bastard.

Hermione drank a sip of pumpkin juice, looked at the savior who was eating deliciously without knowing anything, and then looked back at Ron who was stuffing chicken legs desperately. Suddenly, she was so angry that she slapped Ron on the back of his head. "Just eat! Ron!"

​​"Hey! Hermione, what's wrong with eating!" Ron felt wronged.

Hermione was so disappointed that she was about to say something when she saw the blond bastard from Slytherin slowly coming over again.

Oh, Merlin.

"Hey, silly baby Potter can't stand up? Doesn't it taste good in cold water?"

Ha. Hermione thought, they are going to quarrel again.

002·

Life is getting more and more uneasy. Voldemort has resurrected, the whole wizarding world is in chaos, and Hogwarts is no longer safe.

Draco Malfoy appears less and less frequently, and sometimes he even turns around and walks away when he sees them. It's very strange. Harry's mood has been very irritable recently. He seems to have noticed that the bastard who always makes trouble for him is a little abnormal. He began to unconsciously look for the golden-haired person in the crowd.

"Malfoy must be doing something. His father is a Death Eater, and he may be one too. The bottle of poisoned wine and the necklace may all be his work." Harry was emotional, his eyes were gloomy, and he was extremely radical.

Hermione was a little shocked. She didn't understand why Harry thought so. "Hey, Harry, I mean, no matter how much of a jerk Malfoy is, he's not yet an adult. How could he be a Death Eater..."

"Then why doesn't he dare look at me?" Harry said this, staring at Draco who was running away in a hurry and immediately followed him.

She didn't follow him, but later Harry returned to the lounge all wet, his hands trembling, and she seemed to see tears in the eyes of the savior.

"I don't know... that spell is so powerful... I..." Harry grabbed his hair and was in a bad mood.

Hermione later learned that it was Harry who had a conflict with Draco in the bathroom and even injured Draco.

Walking to the infirmary, Hermione realized that she might have a problem and didn't understand why she came to see a Malfoy. She leaned on the door frame and looked inside. The golden color became dimmer and her face was pale. Then the next second, he raised his head and looked straight into her eyes.

Hermione was startled. She was ready to be ridiculed and scolded, but Malfoy did not say a word. His gray-blue eyes were lifeless.

The next time she saw Malfoy, the three of them were taken to Malfoy Manor. Hermione looked at Harry who was pinned to the ground in fear. Although she had changed Harry's face beyond recognition, she was still afraid.

This fear lasted until Draco came downstairs.

Hermione stared at him, his golden hair was darker, and his figure looked much thinner. He was called out to identify Harry.

She looked at Draco approaching Harry on the ground with an uneasy look, and then asked softly.

"What's wrong with his face?"

Hermione felt cold from head to toe in an instant. Draco recognized him. He recognized Harry. Just when she thought that the three of them were going to die in Malfoy Manor, Draco spoke again.

"I don't know."

"How can you not know? Take a good look. Draco, you know, as long as we catch Harry, we can regain the trust of the Dark Lord!" Lucius tightly grasped Draco's arm.

Hermione saw Draco's pale face and his lips moving gently. "I'm really not sure, father."

He didn't identify Harry.

Hermione's brain suddenly remembered the kiss in the infirmary at an inappropriate time.

So that's it. She thought, it was because of this.

In addition to the kiss, she also saw Draco secretly glancing at Harry. She noticed it several times, but he obviously didn't notice her because he was too focused on looking at Harry. She thought about the silver and green boxes in the pile of gifts Harry received at Christmas, and remembered Malfoy's gray-blue eyes in the infirmary.

In the last battle, when Hagrid came over with Harry in his arms, Hermione's mind went blank. She couldn't believe it. She walked over quickly and stared at Harry, who was motionless. The moment she cried, she saw his trembling eyelashes.

"F**k." She almost couldn't help cursing. While she was relieved, Hermione began to look around. After Voldemort ecstatically told the news that Harry Potter was dead, she clearly saw that Draco's face turned pale as paper, and he walked like a gust of wind, and even accidentally bumped into her when he passed by her.

"Malfoy you..." Ron was annoyed, but was pulled by Hermione. She shook her head and said nothing.

She was very close and even heard Draco's sobbing, which was very small.

Then the Malfoys called Draco's name. The blond boy still had tears in his eyes and his lips opened and closed, but he didn't say a word. He walked towards his parents step by step.

Neville stood up and raised the sword of Gryffindor. Harry, who was lying in Hagrid's arms, jumped up. The moment Voldemort threw the killing curse, Draco flew out and threw his own wand in Harry's direction.

"Potter!"

The wand threw a red spell in Harry's hand, and the killing curse rebounded. Voldemort died.

Everyone was quiet for a moment, and the next second there were cheers one after another. The savior was surrounded by people. Hermione and Ron hugged each other. She couldn't help crying, thinking that everything was over, and finally everything was over.

"Potter..."

Hermione heard a small call. She turned her head and looked over. It was Draco with red eyes. He looked at Harry in the crowd and seemed to want to say a few words to him, but there were too many people around Harry, and his small voice could not be heard at all.

"Malfoy..." Hermione wanted to go over and tell him that he should come over, but the next second Draco was dragged away by his mother. He just stopped for a moment and never looked back.

After the war, the Malfoy family was sent to the Wizengamot as expected, but based on Harry's testimony and the Malfoy family's strong financial resources, their family was exempted from imprisonment in Azkaban.

Hermione also went there that day. Draco was wearing a black suit. After the trial, he stood at the door and did not leave.

"Potter." He stood at the door and called Harry, "Potter is really a saint. Even the Death Eaters came to help testify."

"Shut up, Malfoy. I just want to thank your mother for helping me." Harry was irritated as expected.

Hermione looked at Draco who was still mocking Harry, wondering if Malfoys expressed their love in this way. Just when Harry's hair was blown up and he was about to hit someone, Hermione spoke, "Okay, Harry, you didn't come here today to beat up Malfoy, and Malfoy." She looked at the person who was still laughing sarcastically, "I know you don't mean that. You may just want to say a few more words to Harry, but please remind me that you should change your way."

Harry's anger had not subsided yet, "He wanted to say a few more words to me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, you damn mudblood! I don't want to talk to this Gryffindor troll!" Draco was so angry that his face turned red and his hands were shaking.

Oh, Merlin, he called me a mudblood again. He deserves it for liking Harry and having such a bad relationship with Harry, Hermione thought maliciously.

"Malfoy! Don't call Hermione a mudblood!"

"What? The Savior wants to teach me a lesson for his mudblood friend?"

Okay, okay.

Hermione looked at the two wizards fighting in a Muggle way with some numbness.

She shouldn't be standing here. She saw Harry pinning Malfoy to the ground and Draco was still cursing, and then Harry raised his knee inadvertently.

Oh.

Hermione was slightly amazed in her heart.

Draco's redness spread from his neck to the top of his head. He screamed, rolled and crawled away from Harry, turned around and ran away in embarrassment.

"Fuck him, Malfoy is sick." Harry's hair was messed up, he didn't notice any changes, and even cursed Draco all the way.

Hermione didn't say anything. She thought Harry would never know that the blond bastard liked him.

After graduation, Harry became an Auror, chasing the remaining Death Eaters and illegal dark wizards all day long. Hermione stayed in the Ministry of Magic, and Ron followed Harry everywhere.

Hermione was very busy every day. She hadn't seen her husband and good friend Harry for about half a month. The dark wizards did a good thing and caused trouble everywhere.

"Hermione! Harry is in trouble!"

This was the scene Hermione saw when she rushed to St. Mungo's.

Draco, wearing a white coat, was scolding the savior lying on the bed mercilessly, and Ron was cheeping like an old hen and was anxious to help Harry scold back.

"I really don't understand. Potter is already an adult, but he is still so reckless. Should I say that he is worthy of being a troll from Gryffindor?" Draco looked very unhappy. "This is the eighth time I have seen you here. What? Will the next time Potter baby be brought here by someone using a levitation spell?"

"Malfoy! Are you a healer?" Ron was so angry that his face turned red.

"What's wrong, Weasley? Can't you even tell the door of St. Mungo's apart?"

"You!"

"Okay, stop arguing." Hermione looked at Harry who was so angry that he was about to stand up on the bed and sighed, "Ron, shut up."

Ron felt a little wronged, but he didn't say anything.

"Thank you, Malfoy. You know, Harry is a little busy with work recently..." Hermione said.

"Busy? Ha!" Draco sneered heavily. "Aurors have no other wizards to fight, right? So they keep letting this savior who is dumber than a troll rush to the front?"

Hermione pulled her hair with a headache. "You know, we haven't rested well in the past few years after the war. There is no way. I think it will be better next month."

"Malfoy." Harry, who had not spoken much, spoke up. His green eyes even had a strange smile. "Are you concerned about me?"

"What!? I'm not!" Draco looked a little exasperated. "I'm just afraid that you will die so ugly that even the trolls won't recognize you!"

Okay. Hermione thought, she knew that Draco couldn't say good things. Sure enough, Harry was furious after hearing this and even wanted to stand up.

She and Ron left after seeing that Harry's external injuries were basically healed. He would probably have to lie in St. Mungo's for a few more days.

Ron was worried and asked her several times whether Malfoy would poison Harry in the middle of the night. Hermione was speechless. She really didn't know what Ron was thinking all day long.

"He probably wouldn't let Harry die if he died himself." She muttered softly.

"What did you say, dear?" Ron didn't hear clearly and was a little confused.

"Ah, nothing. I mean, how is Harry and Ginny doing recently?" Hermione asked.

"Hey!" Ron suddenly got excited when he talked about this. "They are so good. I haven't told you yet that Harry and Ginny proposed to each other!"

"Ah, really..." Hermione was shocked and didn't know what to say for a while. She suddenly thought of Draco standing in the treatment room, overlapping with the thin back figure who pointed out Harry in Malfoy Manor before.

The day before Harry and Ginny got married, the Death Eaters attacked Malfoy Manor at night. Harry and Ron, who had taken leave at that time, were planning the wedding the next day at the Burrow. Hermione did not take leave due to work reasons.

After receiving the news, she almost immediately got up and followed the Auror team to Malfoy Manor.

The front of the door was in a mess, the protective barrier was destroyed beyond recognition, and there were corpses of house elves in the courtyard. Hermione covered her mouth, her hands were shaking badly, and she walked faster and faster. The Aurors behind her were discussing in a low voice.

"It was too vicious, nothing was left."

"The Malfoy family is probably not much better."

Hermione ran into the hall, the strong smell of blood made her want to vomit, she saw Draco sitting against the wall, his parents lying beside him.

"Malfoy! Malfoy!" Hermione couldn't help shaking. The Auror behind her found the hidden Death Eater and started fighting. "Malfoy!"

The blond man opened his eyes with great effort. He couldn't even lift his arms. His black suit was already soaked with blood. "Granger... it's you..."

"It's me, Malfoy. Listen." Hermione forced herself to calm down. "The healer will heal you. They will be here soon."

"In the fourth year," Draco panted. "It was you outside the infirmary."

Hermione opened her mouth. "It was me."

Draco smiled softly. "You saw it all, so you know..."

"I know everything. I know you always stare at Harry, and you always secretly visit him when Harry is injured and give Harry gifts." Hermione's voice was a little shaky.

"But you didn't tell him that I should thank you." Draco said softly.

"No." Hermione's voice was stiff. "I don't want Harry to know because I hate you."

Draco didn't say anything. He was seriously injured and it was difficult for him to move. Hermione continued, "You should have told him yourself."

"I had prepared the clothes to wear to his wedding." Draco's eyes began to blur.

The healer beside him shook his head. "The killing curse has no solution."

Hermione covered her mouth and couldn't help crying.

"I want to see him get married." Draco was still talking.

"Keep this secret, Granger. Oh, I'll trouble you to deal with the things in the drawer of the bedroom upstairs..." Draco's voice became smaller and smaller.

"He must look good in that dress..."

Hermione's eyes widened, thinking of the haute couture dress Harry received a few days ago.

Draco stopped talking, and the spring day belonging to Malfoy Manor never came again.

Later, Hermione opened the drawer, and paper cranes flew out, along with a magical photo of Harry. On the table was the wedding invitation of Harry and Ginny, with deep and shallow water marks and fingerprints left by too much force.

Your eyes are as beautiful and rare as emeralds - that was the sentence on the paper crane, the content of the paper crane that had been wrote for several years but not sent out.

Later, Hermione went to the wedding with the paper crane in her pocket. She looked at Harry's shy and happy smile, and she didn't know what she felt in her heart.

Later, Harry knew that the Death Eaters killed the Malfoy family. He was very angry, and then he caught the group of Death Eaters leaving back his sleeping time.

Later, Hermione asked Harry, what do you think of Draco?

Harry said, of course, he is a friend with a weird temper and a sharp tongue.

She didn't speak for a long time, and after returning home, she pressed the paper crane at the bottom of the box.

002.

Miss Granger has a secret.

She will never say it out in her life.

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