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A/N: Happy Holidays, darlings! Ooh, I can't believe it's Christmas already. Gah, time passes by really quickly. I don't want to grow old.

Sigh, anyhow, I'm posting this collection of one-shots for all of you. I think the title is kinda suck-ish so I would probably change it someday. Just like what the title says, it's from A-Z, therefore there are a total of twenty-six chapters. Although, I kinda have a plan if there will be a twenty-seventh chapter…

Anyway, I know that there is a lot of stories like this, but gah, I can't help myself.

I apologize if you located some grammatical errors or misspelled words. I'm kind of rushing this.

Oh, by the way, the genres and ratings will vary, okay? And I know I'm kinda rambling and I'm kind of not making any sense. Like what I've said, I'm rushing!

So, that's all. Enjoy yourself! :D

Title: Ah Waff Phew
Genre: Romance/Humor
Rating: T
Warning/s: Nothing, really.
Word Count: 1,219 (according to Microsoft Word)

Ah Waff Phew

Hermione broke into a run once she was out of the Gryffindor common room. She released an indignant scream, scaring off some first years. Angry tears welled at the corner of her eyes but she forced them to stop. She needed to get to the Hospital Wing as soon as possible.

Her friends were infuriating at times. Goodness, they were impossible! Sometimes, Hermione wondered if they were really five-year-olds cursed to stay inside bodies of a seventeen-year-old. Their immaturity drove her insane at times and this time, she knew she was downright deranged.

She could not believe they just did that to him. Hermione knew it was not a good idea to tell them about her secret relationship with Draco Malfoy, but sooner or later they have to know. And so, she swallowed her fear and told them the truth: she was dating Draco Malfoy and they loved each other.

Of course, she was expecting them to explode like a volcano. And they did, only ten times worse. Because after that, a tsunami followed and lastly, a humongous earthquake. Hermione thought their angry tirade had ended already, but there was still an aftershock – they had beaten him until he was full of bruises and injuries.

She was nearing the infirmary and sniffed. Some of her stubborn tears refused to be stopped and rolled down her cheek. She brushed them off and opened the door of the Hospital Wing.

It was easy to locate her boyfriend. After all, his shocking blond hair was easily pinpointed in a very large crowd. This time, though, he was lying down on the farthest bed from the door. His head was bandaged and she softly whimpered upon seeing red splotches around his head. He was shirtless too, with his chest also covered with bandages.

And his face… she couldn't help it and started to cry.

Draco was the only occupant inside the room and upon hearing sobs, he looked at the door and was surprised to see his girlfriend. "'Ermowny."

Hermione wiped her tears and sniffed. His inability to talk properly should be blamed on his currently broken nose. She willed herself to stop crying and gingerly approached his bed. "I'm sorry," she told him, now sitting down at the end of his bed.

He gestured her to move closer to him and she obliged. "Eesh awwite."

"What?" she asked.

"Ah ed, 'Eesh awwite'," he repeated in frustration.

Hermione soon understood him. "All right? It's not all right?" she exclaimed. She gently touched his broken nose and he flinched in pain. "I'm sorry for that," she apologized and looked around. "Where is Madam Pomfrey? She's supposed to be tending you."

Draco sighed and rolled his eyes. "Err poshons suhplah rah owt. Weht tuh Shnape tuh geh moh."

The brunette blinked. Exactly three times. She started to giggle despite her tears. To cover up her laugh attack, she placed her hand over her mouth.

"Wah ah hew laffing?" he asked, annoyed.

"Draco, love," she said, brushing off some of his fringes away from his face. "I actually did not understand anything you were saying." Hermione flashed him her sweet smile and brushed away some more tears from her eyes.

The blond sighed, asked her to give him a parchment and quill, and wrote in neat, cursive handwriting: "I said, 'Her potions ran out. Went to Snape to get more.'"

"Ah," was her simple reply. She looked at him again and sighed. "I'm so sorry this happened to you, Draco. Harry and Ron can be total jerks at times."

"Jehks?" he blurted out in rage. "Tahsh da bigust uhdershtaytmeh Ah'ff efah urd." The blond then remembered that Hermione could not understand anything he was saying, and so, he scribbled furiously on the parchment: "Jerks? That's the biggest understatement I've ever heard."

The brunette groaned and looked like she would cry again. "I cannot believe you did not fight back at all. Merlin, Draco, I think you're more than capable to teach those two a lesson."

"Ah dideh foh hew," he said in defense.

"You did it for me?" she asked and he nodded.

"Teh ah hewr fwehds," he said. "Ed Ah kn – ." Draco sighed in exasperation and grabbed the parchment and quill once again. "They are your friends," he wrote. "And I know that if I hurt them, you'll somehow get hurt, too."

Hermione sighed and gave him a kiss on his forehead. "I guess you're right," she thoughtfully said. "But ooh, those two really enrages me at times. I wouldn't have minded at all if you at least punched them once or twice to get even, Draco. And now, look at you, black and blue from their punches. They did not even use magic and resorted to physical fighting." She sighed. "Boys."

Draco poked her to get her attention and gestured at the parchment. "What happened then? Did Pothead and Weaselbe give you a hard time?"

"Um, if you consider us shouting at the top of our lungs in the common room as a 'hard time', then yes," she answered. "I reprimanded them for doing this… this… barbaric thing to you and they had the nerve to say that you deserved it. You did not do anything wrong."

"Eshept shteal hew ahway fohm dehm?"

"Steal me away from them?" she asked in disbelief. "That's complete bull, Draco. Even if I have this special relationship with you, they should still know that I'm forever going to be their best friend Hermione Granger." She sighed. "Merlin, they even think you spiked some love potion in my pumpkin juice. When I denied that, they accused me of spiking your drink with love potion. Oh, the nerve!"

"Mahbe, hew akshuwalee dih," he said, flashing the infamous Malfoy smirk.

"Oh don't get cheeky on me, Malfoy, if you do not want me to worsen your broken nose," she threatened. When she noticed that he did actually look afraid, she sighed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. It's just that this entire thing is making me stressful lately."

Draco held her hand comfortingly and gave her knuckles a gentle kiss. "Eesh awwite," he murmured. Hermione smiled at him and gave his forehead a lingering kiss.

"I better get going," she said and was pleased to see that he frowned like a petulant child. "I promise I'm going to visit you back. And I hope your broken nose will be all right then." She laughed and stood up, releasing her hand from his grip in the process.

"Wahyt," he said. Hermione halted and turned around. Draco gestured her to come closer and bend down. The brunette obliged and was mildly surprised (yet pleased) when he gave her a kiss on her lips. "Ah waff phew." And he grinned charmingly. Despite the peculiar sight (broken nose and charming smile), Hermione still found him adorable.

"What?"

"Ah waff phew," he repeated. "Ah." He pointed at himself. "Waff." He drew a heart in the air. "Phew." He lastly pointed at her.

"Ah, oh," Hermione said in realization and chuckled. "It would have been romantic if I actually understood you." He scowled and the brunette flashed him a smirk. "But don't worry, Draco. Ah waff… I mean, I love you, too."

She bent down once again and gave him a kiss on his lips.

A/N: And the first chapter is done! It's Christmas and I really didn't receive a lot of presents so… reviews please.

Um, I know that there's the 'Episkey' spell (used by Luna on Harry in HP6... remember?) but for the sake of this story, let us just pretend that there's no spell to fix broken noses and the injured person needs to drink a potion (perhaps, Skele-Gro?).

Okay, I just posted this and all, because probably, this is the last story I'm gonna post for the year. Meaning, the next chapter of this might be posted next year. Don't worry, B is done (C – almost). But we really have to go to our province and I'm kinda expecting that there won't be any computers around…

Bah, and I was actually hoping to spend Christmas at home. Anyway, I have no choice.

So, that's probably it. Ciao for now and I hope to see reviews once the next year began.

With love,
2booklover4.

P.S. The title of the next chapter is hidden somewhere in this chapter. Guess it and I promise that the I will dedicate the next chappie to the first person to find it. XD