And the Lion Shall Lie Down With the . . . Snake?
A Draco/Hermione fan fiction
By Galatyn Renner
Seventeen-year-old Hermione Granger hunched over her worn copy of Advanced Transfiguration in the Hogwarts library. Though it was only February, she was already studying for the exit exams. Because only the very highest scores were even considered for the Auror training program. And because she needed the work to keep her alive.
Someone tapped her on the shoulder and she started up. "Madam Pince, I'll be done in just--"
"Shh." The same hand pushed her back into his seat. "A dragon sends his love." Hermione whirled. One of the Slytherin prefects stood behind her, holding a sealed parchment. She couldn't put a name to the knife-edge face and dark hair, but she was grateful.
"Can you sit down?"
His eyes flicked around the empty stacks. "A moment only." He pulled out the chair beside Hermione and held out the parchment.
She accepted it. "Have you seen him?"
"Not since September. He was fine. Sadder. Thinner. This came by Hogsmeade owl last night. I couldn't get it to you sooner."
"Why didn't it come directly to me?"
"It was inside another parchment. He thinks Lucius is watching his mail."
"He's probably right. Can you keep Pansy Parkinson off me? I can't move without her popping up. She only left about an hour ago."
"I'll see what I can do." He stood up.
Hermione laid a hand on his arm. "Thank you." She hazarded a guess, "Blaine."
He gave Hermione a thin smile. "Blaise." Leaning down, he brushed her cheek lightly with his lips. "From Draco," He whispered in her ear.
Hermoine resisted watching him leave. She knew Blaise was risking his life to get her the letter. She shoved the parchment into the bottom of her book bag. The library was too public a place to open it.
She packed up the rest of her things and tryed to appear calm. Hermione nodded to Madam Pince, who was nodding, and walked slowly out of the library.
Her feet found the way up to Gryffindor tower instinctively, because Hermione's mind was far away. It was in the snow at Durmstrang with Draco Malfoy.
Author's Note: JKR, hers, not mine.
I need some major feedback on this chapter. Did you understand what was going on? Any questions? I'm going to alternate chapters with explanatory flashbacks, so 'I' won't get too lost. The story formerly known as "It Only Takes One Night" will comprise one. This may take me some time to complete, as I can only type on the weekends and I have tons of homework. Bear with me. I love reviews and they make me work faster! G. R.
A Draco/Hermione fan fiction
By Galatyn Renner
Seventeen-year-old Hermione Granger hunched over her worn copy of Advanced Transfiguration in the Hogwarts library. Though it was only February, she was already studying for the exit exams. Because only the very highest scores were even considered for the Auror training program. And because she needed the work to keep her alive.
Someone tapped her on the shoulder and she started up. "Madam Pince, I'll be done in just--"
"Shh." The same hand pushed her back into his seat. "A dragon sends his love." Hermione whirled. One of the Slytherin prefects stood behind her, holding a sealed parchment. She couldn't put a name to the knife-edge face and dark hair, but she was grateful.
"Can you sit down?"
His eyes flicked around the empty stacks. "A moment only." He pulled out the chair beside Hermione and held out the parchment.
She accepted it. "Have you seen him?"
"Not since September. He was fine. Sadder. Thinner. This came by Hogsmeade owl last night. I couldn't get it to you sooner."
"Why didn't it come directly to me?"
"It was inside another parchment. He thinks Lucius is watching his mail."
"He's probably right. Can you keep Pansy Parkinson off me? I can't move without her popping up. She only left about an hour ago."
"I'll see what I can do." He stood up.
Hermione laid a hand on his arm. "Thank you." She hazarded a guess, "Blaine."
He gave Hermione a thin smile. "Blaise." Leaning down, he brushed her cheek lightly with his lips. "From Draco," He whispered in her ear.
Hermoine resisted watching him leave. She knew Blaise was risking his life to get her the letter. She shoved the parchment into the bottom of her book bag. The library was too public a place to open it.
She packed up the rest of her things and tryed to appear calm. Hermione nodded to Madam Pince, who was nodding, and walked slowly out of the library.
Her feet found the way up to Gryffindor tower instinctively, because Hermione's mind was far away. It was in the snow at Durmstrang with Draco Malfoy.
Author's Note: JKR, hers, not mine.
I need some major feedback on this chapter. Did you understand what was going on? Any questions? I'm going to alternate chapters with explanatory flashbacks, so 'I' won't get too lost. The story formerly known as "It Only Takes One Night" will comprise one. This may take me some time to complete, as I can only type on the weekends and I have tons of homework. Bear with me. I love reviews and they make me work faster! G. R.