PROLOGUE
It had been months now, but the sound of that slap still reverberated in his head. The marks of her hand on his face had faded but sometimes his cheek still stung just with the memory of the incident. Sure, it was one of the most embarrassing things that happened to him but the effect on him was quite the opposite of what he had expected.
Draco lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. The giant apple tree outside his window had formed a dark shadow across the ceiling with the help of the dull lights that were always left on in the garden. Draco closed his eyes and sighed. This had to stop. He had to get her out of his mind. This was crazy. She had slapped him for crying out loud! How on earth could that have got him attracted to her?
He opened his eyes and gave a start. The shadow of the overgrown apple tree now reminded him of her bushy hair. Draco was losing his mind. If he continued like that he would soon have to book a bed for himself at St. Mungos.
Meanwhile, everything was quiet at The Burrow. A certain bushy haired girl was fast asleep. Not a care in the world. She was at the second best place after Hogwarts. A smile on her face, sweet dreams floating around in her mind. Hermione Granger felt at peace after a very long time.
