A/N. Hi here's my first chapter story. I am looking for constructive criticism and open to ideas for this story. The plot loosely follows books 5/6 and 7 never happened. The character are OC but keep in mind it is fan fiction people...The rating is M because well who know what will inspire me.
"Draco" she whispered. Draco knew the female voice, but could not see her. Then he was running after her, She was dressed in a white flowing dress. Her long chocolate brown curls followed her. He could tell she was beautiful as he saw her backside. Eventually she stopped by the lake. The moon cast its light on her, giving her a luminous pearl tint. Draco finally caught up with her and whispered "An angel" in her ear. She turned to face him smiling, placing her hands on his chest. Draco saw she had perfect pink lips that looked like velvet. Her dress outlined the swell of her breast. Lastly, Draco saw her eyes were chocolate orbs flecked with gold. He saw her leaning in and was going to meet her lips… At that moment both Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger woke up sweating.
Hermione felt her sweat slide down her cheeks and down her shirt. She had been having that dream since the summer holidays started. She was sitting up in bed in the room her and Ginny shared at the Burrow. Thankfully Gin did not stir. She told Ginny about the dream except she twisted it and said she did not know the identity of the boy. Hermione knew the identity first time she had the dream. It was Draco Malfoy, her enemy at Hogwarts for the past six years. The first time she had the dream it scared her. She thought she should not be dreaming about any other man other than Ron. Yes, Ronald Weasley finally plucked up enough courage to ask Hermione to be his girlfriend. Even though him and Harry would go on secret missions during the year to find the rest of the horocruxes. Leaving Hermione and Ginny behind, receiving many protests from the girls. However both realized how suspicious if all four were gone sporadically throughout the year. Hermione was thrilled that they finally got to be together, However it was not as expected. It was awkward when he touched her and kissing felt more like a chore than the passion she dreamed of. Being the noble person she is, she doesn't mention anything and pretends she enjoys the relationship. The only one who had noticed Hermione's winces and hesitation was Harry. He even caught her crying about it and demanded to know what was going on. Harry asked her to just tell Ron, but Hermione refused since it would ruin their friendship and her relationship with the Weasleys. So Harry kept the secret. After about a week with her talk with Harry, she had the dreams. Even Hermione admitted it, they were romantic and everything her relationship with Ron wasn't . What scared her more was that Malfoy was the one who made her feel alive again. That her life was complete with him. She tried writing them off as dreams and that Ron was the one they just needed to work at it. Hermione looked at the clock it was 2:00 am. Argh….I'll never sleep now. Hermione grabbed a book and crept downstairs to the living room.
An old manor sits perched on a hill looking down on all the other manors that surround the valley below it. The Malfoy manor was the largest and coldest house in England. It's inhabitants were the coldest of the cold. They loved money and cruelty nothing else. As of recent the Malfoy manor had only one inhabitant. The youngest Malfoy, Draco. The estate was turned to him after his father Lucius Malfoy was put in Azkaban for breaking into the Ministry. He is in line for the Dementor's Kiss . Draco's mother started going mentally ill, so he placed her at St. Mungos just before the summer started. Heir to the estate ,the status and wealth that comes with it. Draco spends his evenings getting pissed and finding random witches to shag. Anything to numb the pain he was feeling. Orphaned, unloved and uncared for. Nothing held meaning for him anymore except Hogwarts. But it was his last year after he graduated…then he will be truly alone. Draco caught sight of his porcelain skin. It was marred by a dark skull with a snake coming out of its mouth. As much as he hated the principles and felt the need to serve none but himself. He was forced to served the Dark Lord. When his father still had control over him, he threatened to kill his mother. Draco's only weakness. After that Draco vowed to keep his mother safe. As much as Draco would deny publicly, secretly he wants Potter's side to win. Life for him may not be easy, but it would be better than under Voldermort. Thinking about the upcoming war, reminded Draco why he was up at 2 am. Actually every night at 2 am since the holidays started.
Dreams, romantic ones, romantic ones about Granger. I should not be dreaming about her in that way. But she is just so gorgeous in these dreams. I can't help myself. However she is the light while I am the dark, therefore we cannot survive in reality.
In the dreams, Draco felt the most peace and love with her than he had in his whole life. Draco wondered if she was having the same dream and if he could be the same prick to her before the dreams began. Right at that thought an owl arrived, it carried Draco's Hogwarts list of supplies. However it was unusually thicker than last time. He opened it to see not only his school supply list but a letter stating that he made Head Boy. This means Granger made Head Girl of course. He made to go tell his mother the great news. Mentally slapping himself, he forgot his mother was not there. Literally and mentally speaking, Malfoy senior's imprisonment left Madam Malfoy addled. Draco visits on occasion, but his once proud beautiful intelligent mother lays there comatose. Most of the time she barely realizes someone is near her let alone that it is Draco. This realization that he has no one to share his great news with increased his lonely sentiments tenfold. Draco Malfoy was truly alone.
Hermione was being prodded in the arm by her best friend Harry Potter.
"Mione, Mione wake up" .
"What? Oh good morning, Harry". She saw his attire which was plaid boxers and white snug fitting tee. His hair was even more untidy because of sleep. He was quite adorable, Ginny is a lucky woman. "Hermione this is the fourth time I have found you here, are you and Gin fighting or something ?"
"What? No just weird dreams."
"Oh"
"Gin told you didn't she?"
"Well…yeah…sorry."
"It's ok... as long as Ron doesn't find out."
"Find out what?" Ron had slipped in quietly behind Harry.
"What I am getting you for Christmas!" Hermione answered quickly.
"Christmas?…Mione its August, Ron said.
"Yeah I know, but you know how I like to get things done ahead of time love." That extra last word pacified Ron. Harry just smiled as much as he cares for his best mate, Hermione should tell him. The longer she waits the worse it will be.
"Breakfast you lot!" Mrs. Weasley's voice rang through out the house. The trio and the rest of the Weasleys clambered from slumber to eat. Fred, George ,Charlie, Bill and Fleur were staying at the Burrow just for Order business.
Halfway through the meal, Pig excitedly flew in with four Hogwarts letters.
"Bloody menace…" Ron scowled at his excuse for an owl… He handed out everyone's letters. Hermione ripped hers opened and scanned the letter. "I made Head Girl!!" Hermione squealed " I knew you would Mione congrats." Harry hugged her as did Ginny. "Congrats baby" Ron said and kissed her on the cheek. Hermione inwardly grimaced at the touch. Harry looked knowingly at her and she brushed off the look. Ron is prefect still and to Harry's surprise he was still Quidditch Captain and now Prefect. "Congrats Harry, now I will have someone cool to do rounds with." Ron mused. "Thanks Ron." Harry replied.
"Well give me your supply lists and give me a list of stuff you need cleaned, replaced and bought." said Mrs. Weasley. They gave their lists to her and left.
"Lets play some Quidditch in the yard Harry." "Ok". The boys went upstairs to change so they can play.
"Harry", "Yes Ron?"
"Is Hermione ok, I feel distant from her, she pulls from my embraces." The question shocked Harry. This means Ron is noticing. Also that he is not as dumb as they all thought. Great this is not something Harry should be discussing with Ron, not his place to.
"Ron , you and Hermione are just starting out, and this kind of relationship is different from the previous one you both had. Which consisted of a lot of bickering. Give her time, kissing isn't something she is used to doing with you." Harry replied, hoping it was sufficient to pacify the red-head. "You're probably right mate, thanks for having my back. I'll see you in the yard." With that Ron left. Harry let out a relieved sigh. She needs to talk to him or something , but then I need him focused in Quidditch and on missions…. There was a time where Harry wished for Ron and Hermione to just get together so they would stop ignoring their blatant feelings. Now he wishes they never developed anything but platonic feelings for each other.
The last few weeks of summer holidays went by quickly. Before they knew it the Trio and Ginny were facing the Hogwarts Express. Ginny went to find Luna and Neville who were dating, since Ron and Harry needed to go to the Prefects compartments and Hermione to Heads. Hermione made her way to the compartment and found it empty. The Head Boy should be along soon… Hermione thought. She took out her Advanced Transfiguration book to read it for about the seventh time.
Draco Malfoy stopped outside the Head Compartment and looked in. Hermione was buried in a book so she did not see him staring at her. Typical Granger, but she's beautiful . He watched as she chewed the bottom half of her lip and how chocolate tendrils framed her face . Allowing himself this forbidden moment almost killed him to break it. He braced himself and walked in…
A/n: Sorry it's short but I wanted it to be a little tease. don't worry chapter 2/3 are pretty much done. Please Review!
