Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

Written by: Moon's Phantom38

Couple: Draco Malfoy x Hermione Granger

Notes: This has been stuck on my mind for awhile, finally giving it a chance. I needed to challenge myself from what I typically write, different characters, different mixtures and a different setting. There's nothing wrong with Ron x Hermione, I just feel that personality wise he wouldn't challenge her and she's definitely someone who enjoys a challenge. I also feel she needs to be with someone who's mature and men (not all) only mature later in life to match her fiery personality.

Dangerous Attraction

Chapter One; Warning

The silence woke her.

Immediately she frowned, tiredly blinking away her blurred vison and yawned quietly. If she yawned too loudly, she'd no doubt hear about in the morning and slowly sat upright. She turned to see that her best friend, she was strangely not snoring and she didn't remember casting a silenco. Red spread all over the pillow, not doubt she'd be stuck helping the silly girl comb all those knots out. She'd told her to tie her hair back.

Shaking her head, she faced the darkness.

The Weasley home was silent, odd considering that the majority of the residents snored and the odd building creaked along. It was always so lively here, she loved it. There was chaos almost every minute of the day in this house; if something didn't happen in one room then it happened in another. It was impossible to be bored here, she often found herself running after one the red-heads instead of having her nose buried in a book or dragged through the dirt. She wouldn't appreciate constantly having activity buzzing around her, it'd be impossible to read or get work done. Breaks were enough.

Why was it so quiet?

Cautiously stepping from the room, she wandered down to the living room and her eyes slowly adjusted to the dark. Harry laid comfortably, mouth open and drooling on the couch. He'd stopped sharing a room with Ron because he couldn't stand the cuddling and snoring, too bad though. It'd be great practice for the day he and Ginny started sharing a room, definitely not here. Her brothers wouldn't allow it – everyone was asleep. Strangely quiet but asleep.

Yet she wasn't.

Maybe some cool, night air would do her good and allowed her feet to pull her outside. The chilly breeze caressed her bare arms, playing with her wild hair and tugged playfully at her night-clothes. It felt good against the warmth of the Burrow, nevertheless the confusion and wariness she felt wouldn't be blown away. It held on tightly, raising her hackles and making her uncomfortable. Everything felt off.

Looking around, she froze.

Glowing eyes watched her.

With a frightened gasp, she rushed back to the safety of the Burrow and quickly made her way back up the stairs to Ginny's room. She did her best not to wake her friend and welcomed the younger girl's unconscious embrace, feeling safe. The chill faded…the fright however did not. It lingered heavily on her mind and kept her from any pleasant dreams. She didn't believe in superstitions or signs yet she knew. This was warning.

Warning her of?

She didn't know. She'd do her best to keep her guard up.

A/N

Thank you!

Moon's Phantom38