Relashio
Teeth chattering, Hermione made her way back to Hogwarts castle. Viktor had been pulled aside by Karkaroff for a chat after the second task of the Triwizard Tournament, so she was left to go back by herself in the chilly weather.
Or was she?
“Good work, Granger,” Draco complimented, coming up to her once seeing she was alone.
Laughing genially, Hermione stopped in her tracks. “I didn’t do anything; if you remember, Viktor’s the one who’s the Durmstrang champion. He did it.”
“Well, you provided me with something nice to look at,” he quipped, which earned him a playful whack on the shoulder.
He looked at her shivering body under the blanket. “You look freezing. Here.” He took out his wand. “Just watch out for the sparks. Relashio.”
A blast of hot air ensued from his wand tip, drying Hermione where she was shivering. “Thanks,” she told him, meaning it. He’d been nicer to her since the Yule Ball—she wondered why.
“Here, let me help you back to the castle,” Draco offered after she’d nearly slipped. She gratefully took his arm and making sure that no one would see them together, he led her back to the stone school.
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