Title: Sleep All Day
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters; I just merely let my mind wonder.
A/N: This is my first Harry Potter fanfic and it's about my favorite couple D/Hr. I know they'll never be together in the book, so they can at least live peacefully in my mind.
Ch.1: Flashback
He said:
If all is grounded you should go make a mountain out of it.
-Jason Mraz
Hermione Granger stepped unto the crowed platform 9 and ¾. A cluster as black robes and clattered voices all greeted her. It seems word of her receiving Head Girl had traveled to most of the Gryffindor homes. She gave her thanks and scurried off to find Ron and Harry. She hadn't spoken to either of them since the End of Term feast last year outside the Potions classroom. They had a quarrel over Hermione defending Draco Malfoy.
Malfoy, she thought. The source of all my problems. If that insufferable git wasn't hell bent on making my life hell then maybe Harry and Ron would still be speaking to me.
She closed her eyes with a sigh and the recollection of the fiasco came rushing though her mind.
Flashback
"Harry, Calm down," She said frantically holding him back, "All he said was that Hagrid isn't that great of a teacher."
"Oh, come of it Hermione, you know he's got it in for Hagrid, remember how he almost had him fired because he couldn't keep his hands to himself." Ron said eying Draco, who was standing freely as Harry tightened the grip around his neck.
"It won't do you any good to beat it up." Hermione said matter-of-factly.
"And who are you, his spokesperson?" Harry said getting angrier.
"I beg your pardon?"
"Hermione you're acting as-"
"As what Harry?"
"As if you want a piece of ass."
"What are you implying? That I'm siding with him because I want to lye with a Malfoy?"
Harry gave her a 'you said it' look, but said nothing.
Hermione walked backwards and turned into an empty corridor. "Nice going Potter." Draco said smiling.
'Ahh, you not even worth it, let's go Ron.'
They ran after her.
"Hermione we're sorry." Harry shouted down the hall.
She didn't answer. She kept walking, ignoring their pathetic apology.
"C'mon we were only-"
"Only what Ron? We're you only just calling me a whore?'
"Hermione we're sorry."
If I had a penny for every time those two were sorry. Oh so sorry huh?
"What are you sorry about Harry?"
He didn't answer.
"Are you sorry for all those times you used me, are you sorry for being Mr. Hero, or are you sorry for stooping to his level?'
"And what's that suppose to mean."
"Oh don't play dumb, Ron's better at it than you."
She turned to walk away.
"So that's it, your taking Malfoy's side."
"Harry, give me a break. I'm tired of you too making decisions for me, putting words in my mouth, telling me what to do and who to like, I'm sorry that the one time I don't agree with you, you feel the worlds coming to a catastrophic end, or maybe it's just because you want nothing more than to prove that your not afraid of Malfoy-"
"And what's that got to do with anything?'
"Nothing, absolutely nothing, your right this has nothing to do with Hagrid. But I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry that the world doesn't revolve around you."
"And I'm sorry that we don't want to be friends with you."
"I'm sure Ron can speak for himself." Harry elbowed Ron, the ever quiet one throughout the whole thing.
"I can and I'm agreeing with Harry, I'm sorry but we're no longer friends."
They walked away. She watched them leave as she backed up in the wall and slid down into the fetal position.
What have I done?
"Long night?" a sly voice said.
She looked up to find Draco Malfoy standing above her.
"Leave me alone."
"A little feisty are we?" He said outstretching his arm.
She hesitated for a moment but took his hand and stood up.
"Thanks, but I wouldn't want you spotless, pure-blood hands to be ruin by a fitly little mugblood paws."
She let go of his arm and walked away.
End of Flashback
Well, that sure was an eventful night.
"Granger, I know I'm sexy but you need not gawk, I don't mingle outside pure-bloods, as if you cold be so lucky."
She heard the same sly voice say. He has impeccable timing, doesn't he?
Hermione hadn't realize she was staring until her vision cleared and she saw the stunning Slytherin's, eyes of gray, looking deep within her. Though she could hardly see behind the blonde hair that hung low in his face, she felt as though those pooled eyes were searching her soul.
You will find nothing. Her chocolate eyes responded.
Only if you let me, which will happen soon enough. Was his reply.
They spoke with their eyes, eyes that were unlocking feelings they've felt but never acted upon. Hermione couldn't let this be; she closed her eyes and looked away. Remembering how she treated him the previous year, she ignored his charming looks and conjured up something just as sarcastic to say.
"Oh I must say Malfoy; you have just crushed my childhood dreams. Now Vanna White will have to die, I cannot afford any more disappointments."
He grinned, nodding his head as if agreeing, only Hermione knew he had no idea who Vanna White was, it was a muggle host on a muggle show, who Hermione had always wanted to be.
"Well, well, what do we have here?'
Hermione turned to find Harry, Ron, and Seamus standing with ear-to-ear grins. She staggered backwards, aligning herself horizontally with Draco.
"Aren't they cute," Ron said putting a certain emphases on cute. "Malfoy I never knew you were into Mugbloods."
Hermione gasped and Harry, Seamus and Draco stood puzzled. Ron however didn't take note of what he had said.
Hermione ran unto the train leaving them all, in disbelief.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters; I just merely let my mind wonder.
A/N: This is my first Harry Potter fanfic and it's about my favorite couple D/Hr. I know they'll never be together in the book, so they can at least live peacefully in my mind.
Ch.1: Flashback
He said:
If all is grounded you should go make a mountain out of it.
-Jason Mraz
Hermione Granger stepped unto the crowed platform 9 and ¾. A cluster as black robes and clattered voices all greeted her. It seems word of her receiving Head Girl had traveled to most of the Gryffindor homes. She gave her thanks and scurried off to find Ron and Harry. She hadn't spoken to either of them since the End of Term feast last year outside the Potions classroom. They had a quarrel over Hermione defending Draco Malfoy.
Malfoy, she thought. The source of all my problems. If that insufferable git wasn't hell bent on making my life hell then maybe Harry and Ron would still be speaking to me.
She closed her eyes with a sigh and the recollection of the fiasco came rushing though her mind.
Flashback
"Harry, Calm down," She said frantically holding him back, "All he said was that Hagrid isn't that great of a teacher."
"Oh, come of it Hermione, you know he's got it in for Hagrid, remember how he almost had him fired because he couldn't keep his hands to himself." Ron said eying Draco, who was standing freely as Harry tightened the grip around his neck.
"It won't do you any good to beat it up." Hermione said matter-of-factly.
"And who are you, his spokesperson?" Harry said getting angrier.
"I beg your pardon?"
"Hermione you're acting as-"
"As what Harry?"
"As if you want a piece of ass."
"What are you implying? That I'm siding with him because I want to lye with a Malfoy?"
Harry gave her a 'you said it' look, but said nothing.
Hermione walked backwards and turned into an empty corridor. "Nice going Potter." Draco said smiling.
'Ahh, you not even worth it, let's go Ron.'
They ran after her.
"Hermione we're sorry." Harry shouted down the hall.
She didn't answer. She kept walking, ignoring their pathetic apology.
"C'mon we were only-"
"Only what Ron? We're you only just calling me a whore?'
"Hermione we're sorry."
If I had a penny for every time those two were sorry. Oh so sorry huh?
"What are you sorry about Harry?"
He didn't answer.
"Are you sorry for all those times you used me, are you sorry for being Mr. Hero, or are you sorry for stooping to his level?'
"And what's that suppose to mean."
"Oh don't play dumb, Ron's better at it than you."
She turned to walk away.
"So that's it, your taking Malfoy's side."
"Harry, give me a break. I'm tired of you too making decisions for me, putting words in my mouth, telling me what to do and who to like, I'm sorry that the one time I don't agree with you, you feel the worlds coming to a catastrophic end, or maybe it's just because you want nothing more than to prove that your not afraid of Malfoy-"
"And what's that got to do with anything?'
"Nothing, absolutely nothing, your right this has nothing to do with Hagrid. But I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry that the world doesn't revolve around you."
"And I'm sorry that we don't want to be friends with you."
"I'm sure Ron can speak for himself." Harry elbowed Ron, the ever quiet one throughout the whole thing.
"I can and I'm agreeing with Harry, I'm sorry but we're no longer friends."
They walked away. She watched them leave as she backed up in the wall and slid down into the fetal position.
What have I done?
"Long night?" a sly voice said.
She looked up to find Draco Malfoy standing above her.
"Leave me alone."
"A little feisty are we?" He said outstretching his arm.
She hesitated for a moment but took his hand and stood up.
"Thanks, but I wouldn't want you spotless, pure-blood hands to be ruin by a fitly little mugblood paws."
She let go of his arm and walked away.
End of Flashback
Well, that sure was an eventful night.
"Granger, I know I'm sexy but you need not gawk, I don't mingle outside pure-bloods, as if you cold be so lucky."
She heard the same sly voice say. He has impeccable timing, doesn't he?
Hermione hadn't realize she was staring until her vision cleared and she saw the stunning Slytherin's, eyes of gray, looking deep within her. Though she could hardly see behind the blonde hair that hung low in his face, she felt as though those pooled eyes were searching her soul.
You will find nothing. Her chocolate eyes responded.
Only if you let me, which will happen soon enough. Was his reply.
They spoke with their eyes, eyes that were unlocking feelings they've felt but never acted upon. Hermione couldn't let this be; she closed her eyes and looked away. Remembering how she treated him the previous year, she ignored his charming looks and conjured up something just as sarcastic to say.
"Oh I must say Malfoy; you have just crushed my childhood dreams. Now Vanna White will have to die, I cannot afford any more disappointments."
He grinned, nodding his head as if agreeing, only Hermione knew he had no idea who Vanna White was, it was a muggle host on a muggle show, who Hermione had always wanted to be.
"Well, well, what do we have here?'
Hermione turned to find Harry, Ron, and Seamus standing with ear-to-ear grins. She staggered backwards, aligning herself horizontally with Draco.
"Aren't they cute," Ron said putting a certain emphases on cute. "Malfoy I never knew you were into Mugbloods."
Hermione gasped and Harry, Seamus and Draco stood puzzled. Ron however didn't take note of what he had said.
Hermione ran unto the train leaving them all, in disbelief.
