Dramione 2

 Hermione arranged for a team-building weekend for the Aurors. Mainly because Harry and Draco keep fighting and she's sick of it.

"Whose stupid idea was this this, anyway?" She sighs, thighs burning with the three hour hike to the campsite. Magic has been prohibited to promote teamwork and problem solving.

"Yours!" Harry, Draco and several other colleagues answer, glaring at her.

"If you were real friends, you wouldn't throw that back in my face."

"If we were real friends, Granger, you wouldn't subject us to muggle tents and dense woodland in the middle of November. It looks like it's going to pour down."

"The meteorological spells said it was going to be fine."

"They're about as reliable as The Weather Channel, Hermione."

"Ok, I'm sorry. I was just sick of you two arguing over every stupid little thing, If you don't  get over yourselves, it could be fatal in the field. I just thought if I made you share a tent and work together..."

"No! No! No! I am not sharing a tent with Malfoy. Ginny's apparating in later. We'll be... erm... busy."

"Well I can't take him. You know what a light sleeper I am. I need silence, pitch black and complete stillness to sleep. I won't get a wink if I'm sharing."

"I think as this is all your fault, you should take him. Gin's ovulating, Hermione. She won't take no for an answer and everyone else is already assigned."

"Fine but he'll have to wait until I'm asleep to come in. Without magic, I can't cast the silencing charms. Just make sure Ginny does though... with what you two will be... up to."

Later, whilst Draco waits outside the tent, heavy rain begins to fall and he gets rather drenched. He begs to be let in.

With a large sigh, Hermione shuffles around in her sleeping bag to open the tent flap and let him it. She can't help but feel a little sorry for the drowned rat look he's sporting.

"Let's get you out of those wet things... there's some jogging bottoms with warming charms embedded in the gray rucksack there."

"Thanks."

Hermione watches as he changes, mesmerised by the flexing muscles of his back.