A/N: I was looking over my choir solo just before our huge concert in the
capital, and i thought, hey! a great draco and hermione fic could come out
of this! i wanted an emotional fic too, so i guess this will work, since i
and half the audience started crying when i sang this.......NOT A SONG FIC!
i'm just gonna have little excerpts from the song, not exactly in order,
just w/e fits where it fits....... Oh, and just like my other stories, I'm
putting Tyler's (my friend who helps me figure out the Male P.O.V.)
thoughts into words...
Thanks tyty!
************************* In his eyes I can see Where my heart longs to be In his eyes I see a gentle will And that's where I'll be safe I know *************************
"Oh!" I had just crashed into a very firm chest and fallen down on the ground outside of the Leaky Couldron, taking my purchases down with me.
"Are you alright?" The stranger asked, extending a hand to help me up. He crouched down to help me pick up my things. "Are you staying at the Leaky Couldron?" I nodded. "So am I, I'll help you get your shopping up stairs." Again, I nodded.
The stranger seemed vaguely familiar, but I couldn't quite place him in my memory. Since he probably knew me, it would be quite embarrassing to have to ask him. I could just imagine his answer,
'Hermione Granger, you stubborn headed cow!' Okay, maybe that wouldn't be his answer.
The stranger was very handsome. He had white-blonde hair, and icy silver eyes. He was maybe just off of six feet, but it was his eyes I was the most taken with. Looking into them was like plunging into an ice-cold pond, but getting the surprise of warm water underneath the ice. I was startled back into reality when we reached my room.
"Here we are," I said, and unlocked my door. "Just set everything down some-where, anywhere."
The mysterious stranger put down the bags of school-books I'd be needing at Hogwarts this year (my sixth) by the door. "Would you like to come in?"
"No, but thank you. I'd best be off. I'm in room 78 if you want to contact me or something. Would you like to meet me for breakfast tomorrow morning?" He asked in one breath.
"Sure, how about 8:30?" I suggested.
"All right, then." He smiled. The full effect that came along with the smile was unbelievable. I melted.
"Good bye. And thank you, see you in the morning."
I just realized something. I'd forgotten to ask his name. I had a date (was it that?) with a name-less stranger. It's a good thing my parents allowed me to stay in the Leaky Couldron by myself until Ron, Harry, and Ginny came and met me in a week, or they'd be six feet under with heart attacks by now.
'Note to self:," I thought. 'FIND OUT STRANGERS NAME!'
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Draco Malfoy's P.O.V.:
I sighed as soon as I left Mystery Girl's room. She seemed so familiar, and it was driving me MAD that I couldn't put her image into place. She was beautiful. Not an exotic kind of beautiful like many of the girls I've seen, but just an ordinary beautiful, the kind you don't see often anymore.
Her hair was thick, and a dark, chestnut brown with auborn highlights. Her small nose turned up just slightly, and her heart shaped mouth......
The most captivating part of her though, was her eyes. Looking into her eyes was like drowning in a huge vat of Honey-Duke's Chocolate. When our eyes locked, it was like Heaven! Maybe Mystery Girl had the same trouble as I did, not being able to place one another. I couldn't blame her, though, for not recognizing me.
Since my father tried to physically bully me into joining the Dark Side alongside him, I had started lifting weights, and I grew a lot over the summer holiday. I wore my hair with out all of the gel that I'd used before.
Oh, God, she was beautiful.
I walked down the hallway to my room where I was staying until school started. Immediatly, I went over to the king-sized bed and fell asleep, only to dream about the Mystery Girl....
A/N: Alright short I know, and OOC, but that 's explained NEXT TIME, ON 'IN HIS EYES'!!!
************************* In his eyes I can see Where my heart longs to be In his eyes I see a gentle will And that's where I'll be safe I know *************************
"Oh!" I had just crashed into a very firm chest and fallen down on the ground outside of the Leaky Couldron, taking my purchases down with me.
"Are you alright?" The stranger asked, extending a hand to help me up. He crouched down to help me pick up my things. "Are you staying at the Leaky Couldron?" I nodded. "So am I, I'll help you get your shopping up stairs." Again, I nodded.
The stranger seemed vaguely familiar, but I couldn't quite place him in my memory. Since he probably knew me, it would be quite embarrassing to have to ask him. I could just imagine his answer,
'Hermione Granger, you stubborn headed cow!' Okay, maybe that wouldn't be his answer.
The stranger was very handsome. He had white-blonde hair, and icy silver eyes. He was maybe just off of six feet, but it was his eyes I was the most taken with. Looking into them was like plunging into an ice-cold pond, but getting the surprise of warm water underneath the ice. I was startled back into reality when we reached my room.
"Here we are," I said, and unlocked my door. "Just set everything down some-where, anywhere."
The mysterious stranger put down the bags of school-books I'd be needing at Hogwarts this year (my sixth) by the door. "Would you like to come in?"
"No, but thank you. I'd best be off. I'm in room 78 if you want to contact me or something. Would you like to meet me for breakfast tomorrow morning?" He asked in one breath.
"Sure, how about 8:30?" I suggested.
"All right, then." He smiled. The full effect that came along with the smile was unbelievable. I melted.
"Good bye. And thank you, see you in the morning."
I just realized something. I'd forgotten to ask his name. I had a date (was it that?) with a name-less stranger. It's a good thing my parents allowed me to stay in the Leaky Couldron by myself until Ron, Harry, and Ginny came and met me in a week, or they'd be six feet under with heart attacks by now.
'Note to self:," I thought. 'FIND OUT STRANGERS NAME!'
_______________________________________________________________________
Draco Malfoy's P.O.V.:
I sighed as soon as I left Mystery Girl's room. She seemed so familiar, and it was driving me MAD that I couldn't put her image into place. She was beautiful. Not an exotic kind of beautiful like many of the girls I've seen, but just an ordinary beautiful, the kind you don't see often anymore.
Her hair was thick, and a dark, chestnut brown with auborn highlights. Her small nose turned up just slightly, and her heart shaped mouth......
The most captivating part of her though, was her eyes. Looking into her eyes was like drowning in a huge vat of Honey-Duke's Chocolate. When our eyes locked, it was like Heaven! Maybe Mystery Girl had the same trouble as I did, not being able to place one another. I couldn't blame her, though, for not recognizing me.
Since my father tried to physically bully me into joining the Dark Side alongside him, I had started lifting weights, and I grew a lot over the summer holiday. I wore my hair with out all of the gel that I'd used before.
Oh, God, she was beautiful.
I walked down the hallway to my room where I was staying until school started. Immediatly, I went over to the king-sized bed and fell asleep, only to dream about the Mystery Girl....
A/N: Alright short I know, and OOC, but that 's explained NEXT TIME, ON 'IN HIS EYES'!!!