A HIDDEN LOVE
A/N: Enjoy my fanfic!! And remember to review;)
Rating: T
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling; only the plot belongs to ME.
Hermione's POV:
I was still in shock, and it had already been officially 24 hours since it had happened. I still remember it as something to be disgusted by...
*flashback*
I nudged Ron's half-finished Potions essay away as he begged me to help him. It was covered in dirty ink splotches and crossings-out.
"Ron, there is no way I am giving in to your laziness again. Just do it, for God's sake! It's not rocket science." "But 'Mione-." "But nothing."
That was when I first saw him through new eyes. He walked into the half-filled library with his usual entourage, Crabbe and Goyle. Instead of filling me with a huge surge of loathing, I had somehow felt...infatuated. His blonde hair was untidily falling into his eyes; his body tall and lean. Draco quickly adjusted his tie before sitting down beside Pansy Parkinson. Urgh. Pansy Parkinson.
What a way to burst my dream bubble. Sigh. He looked sooo handsome...
"'MIONE!" "What??" "Can you help me with the conclusion?"
*end of flashback*
I laid back down onto my white mattress, replaying the flashback again and again in my head. Somehow or other, I had to get him to notice me. No matter what Ron or Harry thought. And I had a plan.
***
The next morning during Potions with Professor Slughorn, I put my perfect plan into action.
"Class, today we will be looking at Veritaserum. Now I warn you to never use this potion unless in absolute need. It is a very powerful potion which, Ms. Granger, does -?" Everyone turned to stare at me. I blushed. Of course, I hadn't been paying attention at all. I had been too busy admiring Draco. I mean, Malfoy.
"Um, sorry Professor but could you repeat that again?" No-one looked as surprised as Professor Slughorn. He ogled at me, but then repeated his sentence.
"Veritaserum does .... what, Ms. Granger?" "Oh. Ahem," I was so embarrassed about not paying attention; my cheeks were as red as the roots of Ron's hair.
"Veritaserum is, of course, a colourless and odourless potion that forces the drinker to tell the truth." Professor Slughorn smiled. "Very good, Ms. Granger!" This made me sigh in relief. His next statement, however, wasn't so encouraging.
"Be sure to pay better attention next time in my classes, Ms. Granger," he boomed. I flushed, nodding. "Yes, of course Professor. Sorry, Professor."
He looked satisfied with my apology. "That's quite okay." Then he turned to face the rest of the class, who were still staring at me. I was quite frustrated with the particular look that Lavendar Brown gave me. I ignored their gazing eyes.
"Now, let's carry on, shall we? Open your textbooks up to page 53 and begin making your potions. Those of you who do not have your textbooks here today-," He glared at Neville. "-will be able to look onto the board for instructions. I do not appreciate tardiness in my classes."
"Yes, Professor," the class chorused. Then we set to work. As usual, Harry beat me to it with his mysterious textbook. I would have scowled in his direction by now; however, I wasn't myself today.
After Potions had ended, I cornered Draco after all his entourage had left, including Parkinson. I gave her a superior smile, but she didn't seem to notice. Draco was pleasantly surprised.
"Granger! What a surprise to see you here." He gave me one of his rare smiles. His smile eventually turned into a scowl seconds later. "What do you want? I don't have a lot of time right now, 'kay?"
I stopped him from going. He looked nervous now. I decided to make my move.
"Easy. I want you." Draco gave me a puzzled look. "Since when did you start crushing on me? I thought you were together with Weasley." He smirked at me. Astonishingly, I was smitten.
"Not anymore." My breathing was becoming slightly ragged. Draco looked vaguely alarmed. "Granger, if you're planning on snogging me, I told you, I don't have time right now. I-."
Before he could even finish his sentence, I had pressed my lips to his in one instant movement. He gazed at me in shock, but fortunately did not pull away. As a matter of fact, he even seemed to be enjoying it. Draco responded with much more enthusiasm than I would have expected. That sent a tingly feeling up my spine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. That was, until Ron ruined our perfect moment. Apparently, he had been looking for me when we had somehow become separated from when we were leaving the Potions classroom.
"Hermione, why aren't you – OH MY GOD!!! F**K'IN HELL!!" We immediately pulled apart. Ron's face was tomato red, his mouth wide open. I didn't even look at Draco or Ron; I just headed towards the girls' dormitory in the Gryffindor Common Room.
***
I didn't know what I had done. Oh my God, if only I had known at the time that I was snogging Malfoy!! What has gotten into me?? Though I have to admit, his lips were so soft and warm; it was a pleasure to snog him. Urgh! I ridded the thoughts from my mind and pulled out my Transfiguration essay. Then I began to work, concentrating on how to put "changing rabbits into shoes" in words. Just at that moment, Ron burst into the Common Room, panting wildly. He caught sight of me and then blushed. He headed for the Boys' dormitory at once. I scowled in annoyance. Probably to tell Harry what he had caught me doing. That nasty little -! Thing! I couldn't think of a reasonable enough word to use.
Harry and Ron appeared at the front of the Boys' dormitory, staring at me. Me!! Grrr. I could feel their eyes boring into my back. As predicted, they instantlyheaded towards the table I was sitting at. I didn't dare look at them even when they were sitting right beside me. Harry spoke first, his tone uncomfortable.
"Hermione, Ron just told me that-," "THAT I SNOGGED DRACO??" Harry and Ron stared at me in evident alarm. They nodded simultaneously.
"WELL, HE WAS RIGHT!" Ron stared at me as if I was crazy.
"What were you thinking, Hermione? Did you want to snog him? 'Cause I can't imagine him wanting to snog you!" My anger increased rapidly.
"Why can't you? Why, I'm as good as any other girl. Do you think Pansy Parkinson is better for Draco than I am??" They gawked at me in amazement. Ron exploded.
"What the hell? You like Malfoy?" I was red in the face. Without looking at either of my friends, I guiltily nodded. A smile appeared on Ron's face.
"HERMIONE LIKES MALFOY!!" He sang. "RONN!!!!" Practically every face in the Common Room was staring at me. Grumbling to myself, I stood up and left the room.
***
Urgh. So much for confessing to Ron. He was as bad as Malfoy had been. I corrected myself hastily. Draco. Now that I sort of liked him, I would supposedly treat him better.
As I walked along the empty corridor, I suddenly bumped into Draco as I turned a corner. Draco's textbooks bundled to the floor as our collision had caused them to knock out of his hands. He scrambled to pick them up; I noticed that his face was a bright shade of red.
I helped him clumsily. As I bent down to pick up an "Extended Potion Making" textbook, our hands reached it at precisely the same time. My heart skipped several beats.
Draco's POV:
The moment my hand touched Granger's, a strange feeling seeped into my body. I instantly pulled back; she did the same. My face flushed as I picked up the remaining books. I muttered a quick 'thank you' and disappeared from her sight as I headed for the Common Room. I thought I saw her face droop in dismay, but perhaps I was mistaken. Granger would never like a guy like me. Would she?
Hermione's POV:
My heart dropped as Draco hurried away from me, his books piled up to his face. I saw him almost trip in his hurry to get away from me. Maybe Ron had been right; he would never like a girl like me. He was probably better off with Pansy. I wiped away a tear as I vanished away into the darkness...away from Draco.
THE END
A/N (2): I hope you liked my first Draco/Hermione fanfic!! I don't think I will continue it; who knows maybe I will. Please review!!
