A/N: hey guys this is a HG/DM piece and it is rated R for future chapters.
DISCLAIMER: I, the author of this story, do not own these characters but I would love to so now u know what to get me for Christmas!!!!! Enjoy my story and please review it would mean so much to me. _
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"Hermione do you have any clue what you are messing with?" Draco asked.
"Why wouldn't I Malfoy?" she answered in return.
"Well I just don't want you to go and get your self killed."
"I think I'm a little smarter than that," she blew up in his face, "I would think you would trust me!" she was screaming by now, she had gotten so mad that she left the room to go to her dormitories. She had a million things running through her mind:
How dare he question me? I am not tampering with something I cant control! I can control my self when I need to!
She clearly was tampering with something she couldn't control or she wouldn't be so irrational. She was clearly in over her head. Her love for Draco had soon switched to dark arts.
She wanted to impress Lucius and the only way was to study the dark arts. She had merely wanted to learn the basics but as soon as she had learned them she noticed that the arts were very fascinating, and she studied deeper. She was in too deep for her own good. Even Draco couldn't save her now, or could he.
He hadn't planned to go into the dark arts he had wanted to destroy the empire. Now that the love of his life was so deep into it he could go into the arts to save her but it would be hard to do. Not to mention how risky it would be if someone were to find out. This would all have to wait for the next school year to come because the school year was over their bags were already on the train and they were suppose to be loading the engine but several of the prefects to be were running behind due to a meeting.
So Draco and Hermione grabbed their carry on bags and boarded the train. Draco joined the quidditch team from Slytherin house and Hermione found an empty cabin and made herself comfy. She would be sitting with her friends but they had the same fight that Draco and her had just had. She opened a book she had bought at hogsmead and started to read. This book had lots of interesting facts about how muggles had forced witches and wizards to hide. She had quickly turned on her own kind. She was repulsed like Voldemort had been she wanted to rid her self of her name but she couldn't yet. She still had one two more years of school left then she would be able to help in the war. Draco was scared for her and didn't know how he would get her out but he had to. She had returned to school different than she had left. The past year was a huge turning point, she had become wild and free. She was everything he had ever looked for in a girl friend; he had fallen in love with her after the first fight of the year. He can remember it well.
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Hermione was late to leave the great hall because Dumbledore was announcing the prefects for next year. Draco had stayed because he too was becoming a prefect. They had unfortunately run into each other on their way out. As they sat on the ground they fought.
"What do you think you are doing mudblood?"
"Trying to walk through the door, ferret boy!"
"Don't toy with me granger!"
"I not toying with you! You're pissin me off!"
"Oh granger said a bad word. Fuck you!" Hermione got extremely angry and stood up, Draco saw her challenge and too stood.
"You bastard, fuck you!"
"You're such a bitch." She slapped him hard.
"Don't call me a bitch."
"Bitch!" she punched him this time sending him tumbling to the floor. He grabbed his jaw in shock.
"Don't call me a bitch." She strutted off to her common room as Draco sat in the floor and wondered what he was in for this coming year.
***
He shivered at the mere thought of her will power. He loved her so much but she was getting too dark for her own good. The only way to save her was to go into black magic himself. That's exactly what he would have to do.
DISCLAIMER: I, the author of this story, do not own these characters but I would love to so now u know what to get me for Christmas!!!!! Enjoy my story and please review it would mean so much to me. _
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"Hermione do you have any clue what you are messing with?" Draco asked.
"Why wouldn't I Malfoy?" she answered in return.
"Well I just don't want you to go and get your self killed."
"I think I'm a little smarter than that," she blew up in his face, "I would think you would trust me!" she was screaming by now, she had gotten so mad that she left the room to go to her dormitories. She had a million things running through her mind:
How dare he question me? I am not tampering with something I cant control! I can control my self when I need to!
She clearly was tampering with something she couldn't control or she wouldn't be so irrational. She was clearly in over her head. Her love for Draco had soon switched to dark arts.
She wanted to impress Lucius and the only way was to study the dark arts. She had merely wanted to learn the basics but as soon as she had learned them she noticed that the arts were very fascinating, and she studied deeper. She was in too deep for her own good. Even Draco couldn't save her now, or could he.
He hadn't planned to go into the dark arts he had wanted to destroy the empire. Now that the love of his life was so deep into it he could go into the arts to save her but it would be hard to do. Not to mention how risky it would be if someone were to find out. This would all have to wait for the next school year to come because the school year was over their bags were already on the train and they were suppose to be loading the engine but several of the prefects to be were running behind due to a meeting.
So Draco and Hermione grabbed their carry on bags and boarded the train. Draco joined the quidditch team from Slytherin house and Hermione found an empty cabin and made herself comfy. She would be sitting with her friends but they had the same fight that Draco and her had just had. She opened a book she had bought at hogsmead and started to read. This book had lots of interesting facts about how muggles had forced witches and wizards to hide. She had quickly turned on her own kind. She was repulsed like Voldemort had been she wanted to rid her self of her name but she couldn't yet. She still had one two more years of school left then she would be able to help in the war. Draco was scared for her and didn't know how he would get her out but he had to. She had returned to school different than she had left. The past year was a huge turning point, she had become wild and free. She was everything he had ever looked for in a girl friend; he had fallen in love with her after the first fight of the year. He can remember it well.
***
Hermione was late to leave the great hall because Dumbledore was announcing the prefects for next year. Draco had stayed because he too was becoming a prefect. They had unfortunately run into each other on their way out. As they sat on the ground they fought.
"What do you think you are doing mudblood?"
"Trying to walk through the door, ferret boy!"
"Don't toy with me granger!"
"I not toying with you! You're pissin me off!"
"Oh granger said a bad word. Fuck you!" Hermione got extremely angry and stood up, Draco saw her challenge and too stood.
"You bastard, fuck you!"
"You're such a bitch." She slapped him hard.
"Don't call me a bitch."
"Bitch!" she punched him this time sending him tumbling to the floor. He grabbed his jaw in shock.
"Don't call me a bitch." She strutted off to her common room as Draco sat in the floor and wondered what he was in for this coming year.
***
He shivered at the mere thought of her will power. He loved her so much but she was getting too dark for her own good. The only way to save her was to go into black magic himself. That's exactly what he would have to do.