DRAMIONE
I'll be writing about Draco & Hermione during their years in Hogwarts.
I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER! Only J.K. ROWLING! :)
Hope you'll like it!
HOGWARTS EXPRESS
I saw her with my own eyes. She has brown eyes, bushy brown hair with a little bit of curls. But I bet she's not a PUREBLOOD. If only there wasn't so much PREJUDICE, I would introduce myself already to her. I mean, why her of all people? Why? If only I could but I can't because of my stupid no good of a father. You see, I, Draco Malfoy a PUREBLOOD. Son of Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy. Most of the people here call me a "Son of a Death Eater" which is really irritating. Yeah, my father is a Death Eater. He is such a git for joining You-Know-Who. I was taught to hate muggleborns and mudblood and blood traitors. To make friends only with PUREBLOODS. Because I'm a pureblood that's why. I'm already sick of following my father's footsteps. Well, since he's my father, there's nothing I can do. Cause if I'll disobey him, he'll torture me. I know! What kind of a father is he? Mother's always controlling him not to torture me or Crucio me.
But if mother's not around, he'll really torture me. I hate my father. I can't believe I just said that but it's true. I damn hate my father. He doesn't love me. I mean, torturing your only son? Who would do such a thing like that? I don't even know why my mother married father. Maybe because mother doesn't have a choice but to marry that git. I also have an INSANE aunt of mine. She's my mother's sister. They all went to Hogwarts. I'm going to Hogwarts now, actually. To have a good education and to finish there and have a successful future. Yeah, when I enter Hogwarts, I'll be such an arrogant, naught boy with NO RESPECT for others. A BULLY for short. Don't want to be like that, actually. But I have to act for my father's sake. So that he won't torture me again.
Here I am, at Platform 9 and 3 quarters. Will be riding the train with two fat idiots. Those "FRIENDS" dad gave me. Wish I could be with that bushy haired girl. Whoever she is. Can't wait to get away with father. I kissed mom and dad goobye. Yuck! I kissed father. "Bye, Draco! Study well & be a goodbye." Mom said, farewell. Then father said, "Don't forget what I taught you, boy. We love you, Draco." Yeah, right! LOVE. As if you know the meaning of that word. So, me, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle went inside the train and found a compartment. With the two idiots, it's really boring. Where's that girl I saw a while ago anyway?
I'm too young to fall in love. I know that. Well, I can admire her right? I mean, there's nothing wrong with admiring the person, right? Right. Just then an annoying, ugly girl said HI to me. Her name was Pansy Parkinson. She's is such a flirt. It's so obvious. She won't stop annoying me. Then the door slid open, there she was! The girl I saw a while ago at Platform 9 and 3 quarters! I never been so happy like this before. It's the first time.
"Sorry to bother, but have you guys seen a toad? A boy named Neville lost one." She asked us. I answered for her first so that Parkinson will shut up.
"Sorry but we haven't seen a toad. I'm Draco Malfoy and you are?" I intorduced myself to her with a my hand out for a hand shake.
"Oh. I'm Hermione Granger. A pleasure to meet you but I have to go now to help a friend."
"Guess I'll be seeing you at Hogwarts then." I winked at her.
She nodded then blushed and then left.
"If it wasn't obvious, Draco. She must be a mudblood."
"Yeah, really Pansy. As if she was."
"Fine! Don't believe me then! I can't even believe you're starting to fall for a mudblood. I wonder what'll daddy say about that." She threatened me.
"How did you know she's a mudblood, Pansy?"
"It's hard to explain. You'll just know that later when we get to Hogwarts."
"I can't believe you're just like other story tellers out there."
"Actually, Pansy's right, Draco." Blaise Zabini agreed with Pansy Parkinson. Bet he fancy her.
"How sure are you, both?"
"You'll just see later, Draco."
"Have you also heard? Harry Potter's in the train!" Blaise said.
"Really." I rolled my eyes. But I remembered what my father told me. So, I began to act.
"Really? Harry Potter's in the train? Where? I would be delighted to meet to him." I fake grinned.
"Nice acting, Draco."
"Whatever, Blaise. I just need some fresh air a bit. Be right back." I said then left the compartment. Don't want to get stuck with those dimwits anymore. But Blaise Zabini is my only true friend there. Thank God, he's not an idiot like those three. It is obvious that I'll get sorted in Slytherin. It's obvious because my parents were Slytherins before in Hogwarts. The entire family of the Malfoys and the Blacks actually. So, like what I said, I needed some way to get away with those dimwits and fresh air. I sat on an empty bench and relaxed a bit. Can't stop thinking about the bushy haired girl.
Am I dreaming? Or is she really walking this way? So, I greeted her.
"Hello. Fancy seeing you again." I greeted her then she jumped. She was shocked. Ha ha ha!
"Uhmm, hi. What was your name, again?" She asked. She has a beautiful voice.
"Dra-" I was cut off by none other than my best friend, Blaise.
"Draco! There you are, mate! Been looking all over for you."
I ignored him then turn back my attention on her. "Yep, that's my name."
"Draco." She said. "I like that name. I suggest you two should be putting on your robes now. Will be in Hogwarts in 1o mins."
She ordered us then left. Wait a minute. Did I just saw her blush because Blaise just winked at her? So, I yelled at Blaise.
"What the hell was that, Blaise?"
"What are you talking about, Draco?" Blaise gave me a confused look. I was arguing all the way at him until we reached the compartment. But before we enter, we continued this arguement.
"Like you don't know what the hell I was talking about."
Blaise was more confused then ever. "YOU of all people! WINKED at her! WINKED at her, I tell you!"
I was so angry. Never been angry like this. I was about to punch Blaise right now. But I controlled my temper.
"You're not falling in love with that mudblood, are you?" Blaise was indeed shocked.
"I AM CERTAINLY NOT IN LOVE! Why would I be, Blaise?" I was so defensive.
"Yeah, right! As if, Draco. Let's just put our robes on now. We're in Hogwarts now. Don't want to be left behind. Right, mate?" He was acting like nothing happened at all. How could he act like nothing happened at all? I can't believe him.
Finally! We're now at Hogwarts. DAMN IT! I've never been so embarrassed before! ESPECIALLY INFRONT OF POTTER AND EVERYONE ELSE! ESPECIALLY TO HER! It was time for the Sorting Hat's Ceremony. We were now inside the Great Hall. Professor McGonagall was the one who toured us. The bushy haired girl, NO! Hermione was called first. Hermione Granger was her name. I hate to say this but Pansy was right. She's definitely a mudblood. I sighed. No chance to be with her at all.
Wow! I didn't know I would be next to her. Obviously, I was sorted in Slytherin. I looked at her sadly. Because I saw her in a disappointed face. So, I sat with Blaise and the others in at the Slytherin table. After the feast, we all went to our dorms and went to sleep. Classes will start tomorrow. Wish I can find a way to talk to her. But how?
On the Next day we had our Transfiguration. Potter and Weasley were late. They didn't know McGonagall is an Animagus.
I can't believe I'm actually sitting next to her. Can't stop staring at her. Am I really that obsessed with her? I have to stop staring at her. Wait. Is that Blaise? Staring at her too? Now, I am angry again. Maybe I should stop this nonesense. Don't have a chance with her at all.
FLYING LESSONS
Oooooh. Mudblood can't fly! I know, I know that I'm not supposed to call her that horrible word. But I have to act, you know? But when I insult her, I can always feel guilt. Why did she affect me so much? Everytime I insult her, not calling her a mudblood yet, when I look into her eyes, I saw the pain. It makes me stop. Makes me wanna hug her. Sigh. Why is life so difficult? I know I'm wealthy but that doesn't make my life so SPECIAL. So, today we had flying. Yup! That's how I knew that Granger can't fly. Poor, Granger. Need to teach her a lesson about that. GOOD IDEA DRACO! Then you'll make friends with her and soon you two will be more close with each other! PERFECT, DRACO! PERFECT! I'll be sending Granger a note during dinner.
So, today we had FLYING LESSONS with Madam Hooch. She taught us how to use our broom. We just have to say "UP!" actually. Poor, bookworm. Her broom won't go up and catch it. Then she ordered us how to mount on our broom. The dimwit Longbottom, flew ahead. I know! Madam Hooch didn't tell us to fly right now! Stupid Longbottom. So, Longbottom got injured, of course and Madam Hooch took him to the Hospital Wing. Well, since Madam Hooch is not around anymore, I did play a little with Potter. How, I hate Scarhead. Thinks he's so FAMOUS with that SCAR on his head. I mean, who wants a SCAR on his forhead? Disgusting. Actually, I saw Longbottom's remembral then I picked it up.
"Did you see his face?" I humiliated Longbottom infront of everyone. When I saw her, her eyes were dangerous. It's like she wants to kill me. But I don't care. I really want to have fun with Potter now. He's so fun to play with. Especially, WEASLEY!
"If he had squeezed this, he'd have remembered to fall on his arse." I laughed so hard. I have to be cruel, you know.
Then Saint Potter spoke up. "Give it here, Malfoy." Oooh! What a tough guy he his. Not scared of me, huh? Let's see about that. Watch and learn, Potter.
"No. I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find." I started flying . Aha! Take that Potter. "How about on the roof?" I suggested. I noticed Potter's not doing anything at all. What a scaredy cat.
"What's the matter, Potter? Bit beyond your reach?" I teased Potter. He's doing anything for Merlin's sake!
"Give it here Malfoy! Or I'll knock off your broom!" Potter yelled at me. Yeah, right, Potter. As if. I rolled my eyes. Who does he think he is, huh?
"Is that so? Have it your way then." I said in an "I don't care" tone. Then I threw Longbottom's remembral. Potter caught the remembral. Would you look at that! Potter's trying to be the HERO again. After he caught it, Professor McGonagall called him.
YES! POTTER's going to be expelled! I landed on the ground then laughed along with Blaise, Theodore Nott, Crabbe & Goyle. Granger just glared at me. You know what I did? I winked at her then she blushed again. I think she's a type of girl who's always blushing. Maybe.
Ok, TELL ME what's more WORSE than this! PLEASE! You, people are so DULL! POTTER? A SEEKER? He's still a 1st yr, damn it! Blah. Blah. Blah. The youngest seeker in the world. Blah. Blah. Blah. I heard that Potter's father was a seeker before. Not that I'm jealous. Just telling the truth. I thought he'll get expelled! But instead he was made seeker. Maybe his scar was a lucky charm after all. After flying lessons we had Charms with Professor Filtwick. Weasley was getting irritated this time because of Granger being a know-it-all. She's sometimes annoying but I don't mind. Yeah, I fancy her. That's the answer: I fancy her. I dunno the hell why. Love is blind, you see. That's what they all say. I just can't wait for dinner.
So, this time Weasley can't take it anymore. I'll explain to you why. Professor Filtwick explained to us what Wingardium Leviosa is.
"One of a wizard's most rudimentary skills is levitation or the ability to make objects fly." Professor Filtwick said to us. "Do you have your feathers? Good."
"Now don't forget the nice wrist movement we've been practicing." He continued. "The swish and flick. Everyone. The swish and flick. Good. Oh, and enunciate. Wingardium Leviosa."
Then we all practiced the spell. It's so FUN watching Weasley get irritated. He's just as red as his hair.
Weasley tried and tried to perform it but Granger interrupted him. She was always being a know-it-all. "Wingardium Leviosa." she said perfectly. Then her feather floated in the air. Then everybody looked at her. I was amazed then snickered because of Weasley.
"Well done! See here, everyone, Miss Granger's done it! Splendid!" Professor Filtwick congratulated Granger. Weasley was surely pissed off.
Then I saw Finnigan waved his wand and muttered the spell. Unfortunately, didn't perform it correctly.
"I think we're going to need another feather here, Professor." Potter suggested. Poor, Finnigan. Not smart like Granger.
After Charms, I heard Weasley talking about how annoying Granger was awhile ago. Nice going, Weasley! You made her bloody cry.
"It's Leviosa, not Leviosar. She's a nightmare honestly. No wonder she hasn't gotten any friends." Weasley complained. But then Granger heard Weasley because she bumped him and started crying.
"I think she heard you." Potter said. Damn right, she heard you! Stupid, Weasley.
Time flies so fast. It's now Halloween. Happy Halloween to all. Damn it! I noticed Granger wasn't in the Great Hall. Now how the hell am I supposed to give this letter to her? Where the hell si she? Now, I'm starting to worry. After a few seconds, Professor Quirell screamed, "TROLL! IN THE DUNGEONS! Thought you ought to know." Then he collapsed. We all panicked. What about Hermione?
"SILENCE! Everyone will please not panic! Now, prefects will lead their house back to the dormitories. Teachers will follow me to the dungeons." Dumbledore said to us. So, the Prefects lead us to our dorms. I heard that Potty and Weasel saved Hermione from the troll in the girl's bathroom. How did they save her? Wish I was the one who saved her. I can't really sleep this time so I went to the Quidditch field. The night sky was indeed full of stars. I brought my broom with me. I let out a deep sigh. The note that I was suppose to give it to her was still with me.
"We'll never be friends." I whispered to myself while looking at the stars. I looked around and saw Hermione sitting on the grass far away from me. I couldn't help but smile. No, grinned. I was so surprise to see her. She was hugging her knees and had been looking at the stars in deep thought.
"Oh, this is ridiculous!" She said to herself. Now, she's talking to herself. "I can't be a witch! Why am I here at the first place? Yeah, because they said that I'm a witch. Blah. Blah. Blah. I'm not a witch!"
"That's where you're wrong." I told her that caused her to jump.
"Malfoy!" She yelled in a whisper. Malfoy? I thought we're both in our first name basis. Not last names.
"So, it's Malfoy now is it, GRANGER?" I emphasized her last name.
"I'm sorry, it's just-" She began to explain but I interrupted her.
"It's just what, Granger?"
"Draco." She whined. "I've been beggining to wonder why you've been ignoring me ever since we got here in Hogwarts."
"Oh." That's all I could say.
"Yeah and that explains everything." She said, simply.
"What do you mean, Hermione?"
"Harry and Ron and the other Gryffindors said that a Slytherin and a Gryffindor will never get along with each other." She sighed.
"You believe in those rubbish?" I said angrily.
"Well, it is true, right Draco? That's why you've been ignoring me."
I sighed, "Yeah. It's true, Hermione. But what I'm trying to say is that I want to be friends with you. SECRETLY."
"YOU? Draco Lucius Malfoy, wants to be friends with Hermione Jean Granger?" She was shocked. "I-I don't know what to say."
"Please, Hermione." I begged while holding her hand and looked deeply into her eyes with full of HOPE. She closed her eyes and nodded. I hugged her.
"Dr-Draco! I c-can't breathe!"
"Oh! Sorry, Hermione."
"It's ok, I can breathe now."
"Can I ask you something?"
"What is it, Draco?"
I grinned at her and said, "Hermione Jean Granger, will you go flying with me?"
Her eyes widened."NO, NO and NO! CERTAINLY NOT! No, I won't go flying with you, Draco Lucius Malfoy!"
"Well, you don't have a choice, Hermione." I shrugged. "Just this once, please? It will be really fun." I pouted and gave her a puppy dog eyes.
"Oh, you have cute puppy dog eyes, Draco!" She said. "FINE! I'll go flying with you. I don't have a choice, do I?"
"Yeeey!" I said, happily. I noticed that she was beginnig to have second thoughts whether to go flying with me or not. Since, I was on my broom already.
"Come now, it's not that hard."
"Easy for you to say!" Hermione pouted.
"Take my hand, Hermione."
"What?"
"Take my hand, Hermione." I repeated. "I won't let you get hurt. I promise. TRUST ME."
She looked at me and nodded, "I trust you, Draco." She took my hand and she was now on my broom with me hugging my waist and closing her eyes. I laughed.
"Open your eyes now, Hermione." I said to her. We were now watching the view of Hogwarts.
"It's beautiful, Draco."
"So are you." I whispered. She blushed.
"Yeah right, Draco." She rolled her eyes.
"You don't believe me?" I was shocked.
She shooked her head. "I don't believe in people who says that I'm beautiful."
"That's rubbish." I said then we started flying around Hogwarts and after 5 mins I landed my broom on the ground. I let her jump off my broom first. Next was me,
She hugged me and said, "Thank you, Draco."
"You're welcome." I hugged her back. "I don't want to lose you." I whispered in her ear.
"You will never lose me, Draco." She whispered and stopped hugging me. "Oh my gosh! It's after curfew already!" She said, leaving me but she stopped and turned around to look at me.
"Good night, Draco."
"Same time? Same place?" I said.
"Same time, same place." She nodded and went back to her dorm silently running.
"Good night, Hermione." I sighed. The best day of my life so far.
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