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Author's notes: This is my first Harry Potter fanfic… Please tell me if this is worth writing more about.
I'll Be Dreaming of You
The sun reflected off the lake from the clear blue sky. Hermione sat under a great oak tree beneath the sun.
"Hello," said a deep, male voice.
Hermione looked up to see a pale, platinum blonde man.
"Hi," she replied, smiling.
Draco smiled down at her before sitting next to her and slipping his right arm around her waist. "School's starting soon," he said.
"I know. I wish you wouldn't be so mean to me."
"It's just a mask, Hermione."
"I know," she said, turning her head to face him properly. Then, Draco started leaning closer to her. He was close enough to touch---
Gasping, Hermione opened her eyes. She took in the sight of her room and Ginny who slept in the bed next to hers, and after a few minutes, she finally believed she wasn't at the lake next to Hogwarts and started thinking about her dream. Draco was going to kiss her… Her of all people! And… Why Draco? I thought I liked Ron…
After deciding she wouldn't be able to go back to sleep, Hermione silently went downstairs as to not wake the rest of the household. She opened the door to the coat closet, and pulled out her dad's huge jacket that she brought with her. Jacket in hand, Hermione went outside into the crisp, early morning air. Once the huge jacket wrapped around her petite body, the air didn't feel so cold.
I don't like Draco. It's only a dream. A bad dream, she thought.
She stood there, staring at the rest of the world; feeling like no time was passing. Wondering how seventh year was going to be different than before, how much she changed since she started Hogwarts, and soon she'll be coming of age in the wizarding world.
"I brought you a bagel, Hermione," said a familiar voice. Hermione turned around and smiled at the speaker.
"Thanks, Ron," she said, taking the bagel.
Ron stood next to her for a few minutes before asking, "What're you doing out here?"
"Couldn't sleep."
Ron nodded in understanding. "Wanna come inside? It'll be warmer than this."
Hermione nodded and followed him inside.
Draco's P.O.V.
Somewhere in a different part of England awoke a surprised Draco Malfoy. He dreamed of Hermione Granger under an oak tree next to the lake at school. She looked so beautiful under the summer sun… Wait a minute. Since when did he think Hermione Granger was beautiful? Draco shook his head as if trying to shake away those last thoughts.
He pulled off his bedcovers and slowly crawled out of bed. Shivering slightly, he put on a black shirt. His eyes blinked a few times while trying to brush away some of his sleepiness, although he really didn't feel tired. That dream left him awake. Although, he wondered what would've happened if he actually got to kiss her…
Draco shook his head again as he made his way towards his bathroom. Once the lights were on, the mirror in front of him revealed a pale teen with platinum blonde hair. He started wondering if he should dye it brown… With a small yawn, Draco closed his bathroom door and started his shower.