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Author's Note: Harry Potter was a big part of my life growing up and I have always shipped the Draco + Hermione tandem for this series. The reason behind this is because Tom Felton and Emma Watson look so good together. Anyway, I have always wanted to write a [decent] DraMione fanfic for a while now and I finally mustered enough courage to actually post a story in this site . I hope you enjoy my story and leave review. No FLAMES please.
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PROLOGUE
"Slytherin!" the Sorting Hat shouted. It's voice rang throughout the hall like thunder. Students seated at the far left corner applauded to welcome their new 'snake'. They were wearing black ankle length robes with hoods. Their robes had green accents, a front close clasp and the Slytherin crest fully embroidered on the right chest.
My jaw dropped. Slytherin housed the resourceful, the ambitious and the cunning. I read about them in Hogwarts: A History. I pictured myself as a Ravenclaw. Never in my dreams did I ever see myself as a Slytherin. I can't- no, I don't believe this. There must be some kind of mistake. I froze and remained seated at the stool infront of everyone.
"Miss Granger, if you would please go to your respected House and be seated with your fellow first years." Professor McGonagall said. She pursed her lips as if to show her distaste of the house I was put in.
"But I-" I started. I was cut off when she waved her hand dismissively at me. This is so frustrating. I should be in Ravenclaw. I stood up and stalked off towards the Slytherin table. The prefects shook my hand and congratulated me for being placed in Slytherin. They ushered me to seat next to a pixie haired girl. "Hello, my name is Hermione Granger." I introduced myself to her as I held out my hand. She looked stunning for an eleven year old girl. She had olive green eyes and fair white skin. She took my hand and replied, "Ava Hayes. Nice to meet you." She shifted her position to make room for me and I caught a glimpse of the Hogwarts emblem on her robe. 'Same as mine.' I thought.
"You're in the same year as me, yes?" I asked. She nodded. Clearly, she couldn't be bothered to even look at me as she responded. Something, rather, someone has caught her attention. A blonde haired boy was sorted into the Slytherin house. My house. Ugh, just thinking about it makes me want to hurl. Am I that ambitious for the Sorting Hat to look past my intellect? Fate is cruel. The boy walked towards our table and sat down in between two clueless looking boys. Having a close look at him, I noticed he had his hair slicked back and his eyes were a shade of grey. He had a smirk plastered on his face and I knew I wouldn't like him very much. I averted my attention to watch the other freshmen get sorted.
"Harry Potter." Professor McGonagall called out. My heart skipped a beat. I've heard so much about him during the train ride. There was this boy, Neville Longbottom, who couldn't shut up about him. Apparently, his parents were killed by an evil wizard, he-who-must-not-be-named as everyone calls him and that he survived the murder. Hence, his being called the-boy-who-lived.
There was silence.
"Hmm...difficult, very difficult. Plenty of courage I see, not a bad mind, either. There's talent, oh yes, and a thirst to prove yourself. But where to put you?" the Sorting Hat said. "Not Slytherin, eh? Are you sure? You could be great, you know. Its all here in your head. And Slytherin will help you on your way to greatness! There's no doubt about that! No? Well, if you're sure... Better be ...GRYFFINDOR!" A loud cheer errupted from the Gryffindor table. They seemed very happy... Honoured, even, to house Harry Potter. A pang of jealousy radiated through my body. I wish people knew me as the great person that I am, that way I don't have to work so hard to make a name for myself.
'Well, there you go. You are a Slytherin.' The thought lingered in my head until Ava snapped me back to reality.
"Granger, it's time to eat. Stop your drooling over Potter." Ava said.
"Wha- No way! I am most definitely not drooling over Harry Potter." I grabbed whatever food I could take and placed it on my plate. I didn't realize how hungry I was until I got to my second plating.
"Easy there, Granger. Plenty more to go." Ava teased. I chuckled and finished my plate. There was still time left for chatting and introductions. I met Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Tracey Davis, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle and Draco Malfoy. They all had an aura of pride and ambition, as if they were the best creatures the world has ever produced. But then again, I am housed in Slytherin so I might as well look past that. Ava and I got along pretty well. She's different, unlike Pansy and Tracey. I think we'll be great friends.
After the feast, we were instructed to go to our common rooms to rest. We have a big day tomorrow. The prefects lead us the way towards our common room. The entrance to the common room is located behind a stone wall in the dungeons. A password is required to enter it; whereupon a passage is revealed leading to the common room.
"Pure-blood." Our prefect said and the entrance was revealed. We walked through the passage and was in awe of the grandeur of our common room. It was a dungeon-like room with greenish lamps and chairs. It extends partway under the lake, giving the light in the room a tinge of green. The room had numbers of low backed black and dark green leather sofas with buttons, skulls and dark wood cupboards. It really is a grand atmosphere but also quite a cold one. We were informed that the password to the common room changes every fortnight, and is posted on the noticeboard. The room is decorated with tapestries featuring the adventures of famous medieval slytherins. I must admit, this isn't so bad. I could get used to this.
Draco plopped down onto one of the dark green sofas and put his feet up on the center table. Crabbe and Goyle stood behind him like body guards. It's his first night in school and already he's acting like the Slytherin Prince. Puh-lease. There are a lot of guys more suited to be the Slytherin Prince than him. I rolled my eyes and proceeded to explore the room. I saw the giant squid swim past the window. I didn't even notice I was smiling.
"Like what you see, eh?" Draco said. I turned around to face him and nodded.
"This is very different from the environment I grew up in." I said. "Everything is... spectacular."
"Well what do you expect? This the wizarding world, afterall." he replied as a matter of factly. He must've mistaken me for a muggle. I didn't like his tone. I'm not stupid and I am not muggle-born. I walked off towards the girl's dormitory. One couldn't have a proper conversation here without feeling belittled or insulted.
I roomed with Ava and was glad to see my stuff arranged at a cedar chest at the foot of my bed. I took a quick shower and changed into my pajamas. Ava did the same and we both went to bed early. Classes started early the next day. Everything is so cool here. This is the beginning of a new chapter in my life. I am Hermione Granger and I am a witch. Oh, did I mention I am a Veela?
Author's Note: There you go, the prologue of Enchantment. I hope you liked it. Please don't forget to leave a review. If you have any questions or requests, feel free to e-mail me at thevanillaynnah at gmail dot com . I will gladly answer them for you.
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