set fire to the rain

"Let's go back now, you are seriously injured, we will come back when you recover." Hermione analyzed.

"Hermione, to be honest, I don't know if I can persist there. This injury is very strange. I probably won't be able to walk." Draco felt helpless.

"No, you'll be fine. I made a simple wand that can take you away with a levitation spell. Let's go to that cave first and have a rest." He said and handed the wand to Draco for him to see.

Draco looked at Hermione's firm look for a while, stunned.

"What's the matter, Draco?" Hermione asked.

"You can actually make a wand, you're so smart." Drake blurted out, as if he was a little dazed, such a Drake and that young and old-fashioned idiot were totally different.

This was the first time Hermione heard him praise herself, and her face was uncontrollably hot.

"You're blushing." Draco raised his eyebrows admiring Hermione's embarrassment.He hasn't raised his eyebrows for a long time, and he must raise them more in the future (dragons don't have eyebrows).

"Stop rambling, let's go." Seeing Draco's signature move, Hermione recalled how she got along with this campus bully when she was a student, and almost reflexively slapped him again.

Hermione shook her head slightly and smiled, life is really full of variables.

After a few words, Draco was already very tired.

"Hermione, cast a curse on me, it hurts." Draco said.

Hermione made full use of her simple wand and finally returned to the previous cave with the drowsy Draco.

Hermione decided to make something to eat, they all needed energy.She was very grateful that she had lived as a fugitive with Harry and Ron, so she could find suitable ingredients.Hermione's heart throbbed at the thought of her lost friend.People's impression of Granger is about being smart, brave and strong, but they guard her kindness.Hermione recovered her memory and also her pain, and this painful memory is like a scar on her heart, which can never be erased.

"Draco, get up and eat something." Hermione woke up Draco and helped him sit up.

Hermione made some mushroom soup, doing what she could to make it tasty.

Draco took the bowl from Hermione's hand, and saw some small wounds on Hermione's hand.He put the bowl aside and took Hermione's hand. "How are these made?"

"I accidentally got scratched by the plants next to me when I was picking mushrooms." Feeling the coolness of Drake's hand, Hermione felt a little embarrassed and wanted to pull her hand back, but Drake's grip was a little tight, and she didn't dare to use force , Afraid that big movements would involve his wounds.

Hermione's eyes widened at Draco's next move, and he actually pressed a light kiss on her hand. "Be careful next time." There was an indescribable tenderness in her tone.Hermione felt her heart beating uncontrollably.

Does Hermione like Ron? Of course, the answer is yes, but her feelings for Ron are more like a rational choice. Now Draco makes her feel like an extremely stupid fool controlled by feelings .It's like a person who likes to drink fruit juice. If he drinks fruit juice all his life, he will be happy and healthy. But if he drinks fine wine by chance, fruit juice may not be as good as nectar.

Hermione is always used to strictly restraining herself. When others are irrational, she must be rational. She doesn't need others to take care of her, and others don't think she needs to be taken care of. In the end, Hermione will always be the more mature person .Probably because she is so smart, sometimes she actually feels very lonely.

Drake feels different to her, because he is also smart enough, and she likes to deal with smart people. If Drake was in her camp, they should be friends.

After eating, Draco felt better, so he told Hermione why he came here: "Hermione, I want to tell you something. Voldemort killed my parents, and I became a child because of a small accident. It was transparent, and Voldemort couldn't see me, so I escaped. I met you at my aunt, and then I followed you all the time, trying to join your camp to defeat Voldemort. As a result, the little boy sent me to the Here, after I woke up, I found that I had turned into a dragon, and the little boy once asked me to help you complete the task through my dream, so please believe me, I am on your side." Thinking of his parents being killed, De Lark's expression turned sad.

"Draco, you've helped me a lot. I believe you, we're friends now, aren't we?" Hermione replied.

"Just friends?" Draco whispered.

"What?" Hermione didn't catch it.

"Nothing," Draco said.

"Huh? What's that?" Draco pointed to a mass of silver-white objects deep in the cave.

"Looks like a little fox." Hermione looked over.

"Ah, it took away the simple wand I made. I have to go after it, Draco, you wait here for me." Hermione chased after her.

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