This year, the students come to school on Friday, no special reason way.
Just felt like it
Chapter 1: Many Encounters
"Oops, I'm sorry! Do you need help with that?" he said. He didn't mean to cause such a mess; he was going down stairs minding his own thoughts when he fell backwards with a surprise. He changed so much over the summer, even though he was the Slytherin everyone loved to hate, inside he was different.
"Since when do you care about people around you?" she said. She bent down to her knees in order to pick up her books and notes that were all over the corridor's floor. Her eyebrows rose when she saw him bending down too.
"For your information, mudblood, it is a good thing helping those in need." He replied to his with his usual famous smirk.
Both rose up at the same time and looked at each other; even tough Draco was much taller than her, she looked him right in the eyes. Their sights locked and they stared at each other for a while. Hermione tried to analyze what was behind those icy cold blue-gray eyes of his and felt her body trembling with excitement. Draco moved closer to her, soon she could hear him breathing and smell his cologne.
When she realized what he made her feel she backed and walked away, holding her belongings with both hands; leaving him standing there.
Many thoughts ran in Draco's head, he felt so many things that made no sense. 'She was right there'….smelled so good, her silky hair resting on her shoulders'.
He started liking her in their 4thyear, at the Christmas ball. He felt shallow liking her for her good looks ever since that night and therefore decided to get to know her. Too bad it wasn't going as planned. After a few minutes of pondering about her he began walking to the Slytherin common room.
On the other side of school Hermione was a nervous rack. 'Was that actually him?! He came so close to me, he almost kissed me…' she thought while walking and running to an unknown direction. She just wanted to find a quite place to think about that encounter. When she found the perfect spot, a corner near a big window with a view of the lake, she sat down; head against the wall and mind all blurred.
"Draco is a handsome young man. No doubt about that, but his character sucks" she thought out loud.
"…I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I won't let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul…"
She hummed Jesse McCartney's new song under her lips. She loved this song so much, the lyrics meant more to her now, she could feel them.
After a couple of minutes of singing quietly and relaxing she got up and headed towards the Gryffindor common room. As she entered she found herself in the middle of what seemed to be a party. Since it was Saturday and school was two days away people felt the need to party. There were butterbeer bottles and crumbs of what used to be a big cake all over the place.
Hermione wasn't in the mood for parties; she had too much on her mind and felt a headache starting just above her eyes as she walked up the stairs to the dormitories. She was chosen as Head Girl this year, which made her feel responsible for the mess in the common room. She ignored the little voice in her head telling her to break the party and sank in her bed falling straight to a deep, dreamless sleep.
Draco woke up very early the next morning and felt satisfied; last night was almost a living fantasy for him. He sat in his bed, elbows on his knees, thinking about the year ahead for him.
He was chosen as Head Boy and had absolutely no idea what was his job. He figured it was like being a prefect, but with more power. A smirk rose on his face as he thought about the wonderful feeling messing with Potter and taking points of his house for no reason. He was a Malloy after all.
He got up and left the dormitory, leaving the other Slytherins snoring in their sleep. He decided to take a shower; hopefully it'll wake him up.
The hot water sliding down softly over his body made him feel better. The steams relaxed his skin as he massaged soap over his abdominal muscles. He tried not think about Hermione but found it extremely hard. "Think about Quidditch…" he told himself "…I wonder what Hermione thinks about my flying skills? Oh, stop it!" he scolded himself while hitting his forehead with his palm.
When he finished washing himself he put a white towel around his waist, pointed his wand to his chin and said "Bellayo!"
The spell preformed the human action of shaving, after that he spread his favorite cologne, brushed his hair, put on in his robes and left the bathroom.
It was too early for breakfast so he went out for a walk; he had no idea where to go and decided to let his legs guide him. When he came to a turn near the Owlery he bumped into someone for the second time in 48 hours. (a/n: Guess who it was?)
"Ouch…" Hermione rubbed her forehead with her hand; she didn't see who the person in front of her was. When the pain was gone her head rose, sending her eyes to Draco's. "I should have known it was you!" She said angrily, sighing to herself of how beautiful he looked.
"You should watch your moves, Granger" he said, it came out almost naturally. She was shorter than him and only hit his chin. He felt like messing with her so he said "You hurt my chin, what happens if it effects my kissing skills?!" with a smirk on his face.
"I wish it would, maybe you'll pay attention to your brain instead!" she spoke in a firm voice, as if she was his teacher. Draco was amused by her respond and was taken over by his childish and playful side.
"I use my brain all the time, when I'm kissing girls I think of how to make them satisfied. I bet you always wondered what it'll feel like laying your lips on mine…" he said to her with one of his most charming smirks. Hermione was held back for a few seconds, she thought about what he said a lot lately. He was like a sexual thoughts reader.
"I don't need to listen to this rubbish" she said with reservation in her voice. Draco knew he hit a sensitive spot when she turned around and left. To his opinion this day started the best way it could have.
Hermione walked very quickly back to her common room. 'Harry and Ron must be up and ready for breakfast by now' she thought. She wasn't surprised to find them out of the portrait hole it with impatient looks on their faces. "Hermione, come on hurry up!" Ron yelled at her, so she walked faster towards them.
They went down stairs with the rest of the Gryffindor house when Harry turned to her and asked "How come you were up so early?"
"I couldn't sleep, I'm too nervous" she replied "I don't know who got chosen as Head Boy and it bothers me so much. If we don't get along together, my year will be ruined!"She hoped it wasn't Malfoy who got chosen, although a small part of her wished it was true.
They entered the Great Hall, and headed straight to their usual seats. Hermione saw Malfoy entering with his usual gang, his arm resting on Pansy's shoulders.
After breakfast everyone got to their personal business, whether it was reading or talking.
The day went by pretty quickly; Hermione chatted with Harry and Ron about their summers and hardly thought about the coming dinner. Before she noticed, their talk drifted towards Quidditch so she began reading, humming 'yes' and 'no' once in a while just to make sure she is still in the conversation.
When the sky became dark, they went down stairs to the Great Hall. The sorting hat was placed as usual on a chair in front of the staff table. The room was lit by flying candles and ceiling was transparent and reflected the night shinning stars.
"Everyone, please take your seats!" said a familiar voice. Albus Dumbeldore rose from his seat and waved his arms lightly in order to spread quiet. His kind eyes were hidden behind scythe shaped glasses and wore a purple rob with silver stars decorating it.
"Another year is about to begin in Hogwarts, and we have a made a few changes in our 7th year dormitory arrangements. I ask the Head Boy and Girl to please step forward in order to introduce the other students to them" he announced.
Hermione fixed her robes, making them look as straight as possible and got up. Most of the Gryffindors smiled to her as she walked towards the staff table. She didn't notice that Malfoy was walking parallel to her.
When both reached Dumbeldore they faced each other with shock. "You?!" they said together. Draco smiled to himself while Hermione crossed her hands with anger. 'He is the Head Boy?! Why him? Oh why?' she screamed inside her head.
"These are our new Head Boy and Girl!" said Dumbeldore "As you all know, the Heads share a private dormitory and will plan all year activities. Now it is time for the 1st year students to enter for their sorting." While everyone cheered for the new students Dumbeldore whispered in Draco's and Hermione's ears "After dinner Professor McGonagall will show you to your dorms." When Dumbeldore finished talking each of them headed towards his table.