Title: Childhood Crush
Author: Mini Squirt
Email: R
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K.Rowling, except the plot.
20th Jan 2004

A/N Hey, this my first Fanfiction so if there is any mistakes, let this be my excuse.

If this story is like another author's than that is purely coincidental.

Chapter 1 Dream

Sitting on the beach seven year old Hermione Granger built her sandcastle, digging her fingers into the wet sand, smiling happily.

Hearing faint footsteps behind her she stiffened as the footsteps stopped, she realized whoever it was was standing behind her.

Peeking behind her she found herself looking at her best friend Draco Malfoy grinning at her.

" Still playing with mud I see, Granger"

Pouting Hermione pocked her tongue out, smiling at him.

" It's called Sand Draco, look at my sandcastle" proudly she showed her creation.

Looking at the mound of mud—or should he say sand—before him, Draco shook his head in resignation, Hermione still didn't understand the difference between a mound of mud and a bucket of sand.

No matter how hard or how many times he tried to explain to her, she always ended up creating a mound of dirt which looked like a mole hibernated in it.

Sighing he looked at his cute bestfriend and smiled, "there seems to be something missing" seeing the confusion on her face he smirked, taking out a spiral shell out of his pockets he placed it on the top of her sandcastle (or at least he hoped was the top, the entire thing was bumpy) " now it looks perfect"

Smiling in adoration, Hermione hugged Draco surprised at her show of emotion Draco was surprised then he hugged her back. letting go she looked at the ground blushing. Smiling Draco looked towards the sunset " look Hermione"

Hermione looked up at the picturesque sunset puzzled, "what?" she asked Draco suspiciously, was he playing tricks on her again? Sighing at Hermione's suspicious mind he came up behind her and tipped her chin up towards the rapidly darkening sky, "can you see it?" Hermione squinted into the distance until her eye caught a beautiful object shooting across the navy background. "Oh Draco, it's a shooting star!" she gasped. Swinging around she smiled up at him brightly while clasping his hands in a death grip. Still beaming, she squeezed her eyes closed and made a wish for all she was worth.

Opening her eyes she tipped her head back and looked up at Draco expectedly, did he make a wish also? She wondered. She laughed at the peculiar look on his face. "Why are you making a face, Draco?" she asked, he looked like her grandpa when he moaned that he was condipated. "Hermione, my hands," Draco wheezed out. Hermione glanced down and flushed to her roots. Quickly releasing his hands she stepped back and apologized, "Sorry Draco, I thought you were just condipated."

Draco stopped rubbing his hands and looked up with a horrified expression on his face. "You thought I was what!"

"I thought you were condipated," Hermione's face took on a few more shades of red. "Like grandpa," she mumbled.

"You thought I was constipated!" Draco all but shouted. He burst out laughing as Hermione furiously nodded.

Draco was about to let out another whoop of laughter, when he noticed how embarrassed his best friend was. Quickly changing tack he decided to milk her for all she was worth.

" ohh my hands" he groaned piteously. He hid the big grin on his face as Hermione rushed forward to inspect the damage on his tortured hands as he knew she would.

After ten minutes or so of her gingerly nursing his poor abused hands, he decided that his friend needed her daily dose of embarrassment. "So, Hermione," he drawled, "lately I've been noticing how much you've fallen for me," he smirked cockily, "does this mean that you love me?" seeing her blush return at full force, he grinned mischievously.

Deciding that he'd double the daily amount of embarrassment tomorrow, he let her off and changed the subject.

" So, Mop-"

"don't call me mop! Just 'cause I got these dumb curls and I'm skinny, it duh-n't mean I look like a mop!" arms akimbo she stomped her foot and stuck out her bottom lip petulantly.

Draco put his hands in surrender " okay okay, Grraannnger" he drawled out slowly, a smirk on his handsome face.

"As I was saying, so what did you wish for?"

Softening her expression she looked into the sunset avoiding his eyes, "I wished for us to be best friends forever" she whispered softly.

Placing his hand on her shoulder, Hermione turned around towards him, placing his other hand under her chin he lifted her face towards him closely. Smiling he lowered down to kiss her……..

In the distance was a faint beeping sound……

Waking up, seventeen-year-old Hermione Granger opened her eyes groggily,

What the hell was that bloody noise?

Peeking through her covers she spotted her alarm clock, great the bloody machine was making all the noise, reaching out she slammed her hand down on the off button, wishing instead it was an hammer.

Why did she set her alarm clock on at six thirty? Only sadist woke up at that time, finding it to tiring to figure out, she slumped back into the covers and closed her eyes.

Five minutes later she opened her eyes again, sighing deeply in defeat she stretched getting up she whacked her head on the headboard on her bed, cursing she rubbed her head yawning, feeling an bump on her head, she groaned, great on the first day of school she has a mountain growing on the side of her head.

First day? Oh crap looking at the clock she groaned, crap she was late!

Getting out of bed she looked out at the gray sky, what an lovely beginning to the last year of high school…………

Not.

To Be Continued...

So what do you think?

Please Review, 'cause it'll make it easier for me to send up the second chapter.

Ja, Squirt

©20/1/04