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A/N: -wince- It's been forever since I've posted...Bleh. I'm ashamed. I've had this written for soooooooo long and I've had like almsot no homework the past week. And what do I do witht hat time? Read fanfiction. Shame on me. I should have typed this...Oh well. I typed it now.
I don't know how this idea came to me...it just did. LOL Ok. Onto the fic...oh yeah...it's mroe like in little snippets...Hehe. Oh yeah. Ignore any grammar mistakes that are in dialouge. Those are on purpose.
"But I don wanna goooooooooooooo!" Draco stomped his foot in frustration and crossed his arms over his chest. A pout was placed on his frowning lips. He looked up at his mother and father with big fake-watery eyes. "Are you trying to get rid of me? Don you love me anymore." The little drama king began making his lower lip quiver and his voice crack. More crocodile tears filled his eyes.
His parents weren't fooled. "Draco. We know you're faking. Stop it," Lucius announced, sending his son a stern glare. Narcissa just bit her lip and stared at her feet, avoiding from looking at her son's sad face. She knew that if she did, she'd bring him back home and not send him to Hogwarts at all.
"Why are you staking me to this dump?" Draco shed his pouting look, knowing it wouldn't work now that his parents had figured him out.
Lucius rolled his eyes at Draco's behavior, "Just shut up."
Narcissa looked at her husband in annoyance. She sent him a stern glare before turning to her son, "Don't mind your father, dear. He's just a bit overworked. And this place is not a dump. It's one of the most prestigious school s there are."
"Ptrgsious? What that?" Draco looked up at his mother with a confused expression. Narcissa laughed at his expression and ruffled his hair.
"Prestigious, Draco. It means influential, important, honored, and things like that," Lucius replied, answering Draco question.
"The name Hogwarts do not sound per-pret-presi-honored. It sound like a yucky flu that makes your hair fall out." Draco's response set both his parents into fits of laughter.
"Draco. You're not a little kid anymore. Big kids go to pre-school," Lucius explained slowly. "You're already 3."
"No. I'm 3 ½," Draco interjected, correcting his father. He still wouldn't budge from his seat.
"Okay Draco. If it makes you feel better, your mother and I came here when we were little too," Lucius told Draco. Draco's head snapped up in sudden interest.
"Is that why your hair is falling out?" he asked, his eyes wide in curiosity. Narcissa bit back her laughter and Lucius looked at his son furiously.
"No. Your father is just getting old. Anyway, this is the place Lucius and I met," Narcissa cut in to stop Lucius from lashing out at Draco. Draco enveloped the change of topic, after all he had never known how his parents met. "I remember Lucius bugging me every single waking moment of the day. Well, even more than that, he used to try to cuddle with me at nap time too."
"Yes. And I used to pick flowers and give them to her," Lucius continued.
"Oh and remember that one time where there was a bee in the flower and it started chasing you?" Narcissa interrupted.
Draco looked at his parents in awe, the little gears in his mind turning. "And then Mother fall madly in love with you and you carry her off on a horsey's back into the sunset!" Draco yelled, finishing the story. Narcissa and Lucius looked at each other and laughed. Draco had been reading too many fairytales.
"No actually, she hated me, didn't you love?"
"Yup. But he won me over eventually," Narcissa looked over at her husband sweetly and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Draco wrinkled his nose in disgust. "EWW!" Both his parents laughed at his reaction. "So do this mean my wife will be at Hogwarts too?" He asked.
"Who knows. Maybe…" Narcissa trailed off mysteriously.
"Okay enough of this. Let's get you inside," Lucius said, grabbing his son's shoulder and steering him inside.
XOXOXO
"Eww the colors hurt my eyes!" Draco announced to the crowded room in annoyance. No one paid any attention to him. "My mansion look better than this. I wanna go home." A head snapped up and looked at him with curious eyes.
"Well let's just check it out over here for a while. Make new friends. Play with the toys," Mr. Dumbledore, the teacher, said to Draco quietly. The old man then went off pointing out other kids and things to do. Draco tuned him out, thankful when he finally left. Very weird old man.
"You have a mansion?" a voice piped up from behind Draco. Draco spun around to be faced with another kid. A girl who went by the name Pansy Parkinson.
"Yeah. Soo..?" Draco asked offhandedly, brushing off the girl.
"Nothing. I just think you're very handsome. I like handsome and rich people," she scooted closer to Draco and he, in turn, scooted away.
"Eww get off!" Draco exclaimed as she latched onto his arm. He shook his arm vigorously to get her to let go. The young girl pouted.
"You're a meanie!" she yelled, pointing an accusing finger at Draco.
"Flattery will take you nowhere," Draco said.
"Ummm…thank you? What does that mean?" Pansy asked in a confused voice. Draco just shrugged in response, still scooting away from her.
"Don't know. Father says it when people call him a meanie," Draco explained. Draco felt a tap on his shoulder. He spun around, about to tell the person not to touch him, when he stopped in his tracks.
"Flattery is when you compliment someone and…-" the girl started. Draco didn't hear the rest of the girl's words, to entranced by her prettiness. Her soft pretty hair. Her pretty skin. Her pretty borwn eyes. Sooo…pretty!
It was then that he knew it. He wanted her. She would be his future wife. The future Mrs. Malfoy.
"Leave us alone Hermioninny," Pansy scoffed at the other girl, wondering why Draco was staring at her.
"My name is Hermione," the girl said angrily. Draco's head snapped up and he snarled at the pug-paced girl for making the hurt look appear on his beloved's face. His beloved gave a huff and turned around, stomping off in aggravation.
Love was a wonderful thing.
XOXOXO
"Will you marry me?" A red headed boy was kneeling down at Hermione's feet, presenting the girl with a plastic ring. Draco's eyes widened in horror.
"No! She's marrying me!" Draco ran over and grabbed the girl's hand. Hermione resisted, trying to get out of his hold.
"I don't wanna marry you!" she exclaimed. Ron, the red headed boy, laughed as she pushed Draco away. "I don't wanna marry you either!" she told Ron, immediately shutting him up.
"No! You and me are gonna get married!" Draco said, grabbing hold of her again. Ron glared at the other boy and grabbed Hermione's other hand.
"She's mine!"
"No she's mine!"
"Mine."
"Mine."
"Mine."
"Mine."
"She can't marry you! You don't have a ring!" Ron suddenly said, holding up his plastic ring in victory. Draco's eyes widened in realization and he released Hermione.
Ron beamed in triumph and went down on one knee again too propose. "Will you ma-"
Draco reached over and snatched the ring out of Ron's hand. "Haha. Now I have it! I get to marry Hermione!"
"No! Give it back! It's mine!" Ron cried out, chasing the boy. Draco just laughed and zipped through the room, the other boy running after him.
"No its mine. Mine mine mine mine! Aaaaaaaaaaalllllll MI-" Omph! Draco ran into something. He looked up to be met with Mr. Dumbledore wagging his finger in a no motion.
"Give it back Draco. And I'm sorry but Ms. Granger says that she doesn't want to get married," Mr. Dumbledore announced. The said girl peeked her head out from behind her teacher's leg and nodded. The two boys just pouted.
XOXOXO
"Nap time everyone!" Dumbledore shouted out, startling all the little kids. "Let's start cleaning up our mess."
The children picked up their toys and games all the while singing their clean-up song. "Clean up clean up; everybody everywhere. Clean up clean up; let's all do our share!" The merry little voices filled the room as they pulled out their sleeping bags and pillows.
Draco quickly set his up next to Hermione's, much to Ron's disappointment. Hermione's friend Harry was on her other side. And on Harry's other side was his best friend Blaise. Unluckily, Pansy got Draco's other side. Ron was stuck between Pansy and Neville, a nice quiet boy who was normally very jittery.
Mr. Dumbledore turned off the lights, causing the glow in the dark stars on the ceiling to light up. The kids stared upward as Mr. Dumbledore opened up a story book, "Once upon a time…"
The kids listened in silence for a while, some of them nodding off. Snores could be heard from Neville and Ron, along with Blaise. Mr. Dumbledore put down the book and went into his office, leaving the children alone.
Draco reached over and poked Hermione. No response. "Hermione?" He poked her again, "are you awake?"
"I am now," a harsh whisper from his beloved answered his question. "What do you want?"
"To talk to you." Draco smiled at her. She, in response, glared.
"Leave me alone and go back to sleep," she said as she turned the other way.
5 minutes later, Draco poked her again. "Are you awake?"
"Leave Ms. Granger alone," Mr. Dumbledore's voice announced. Draco sighed and went back to staring at the ceiling.
XOXOXO
"Hermione's my partner!" Draco exclaimed, grabbing hold of the girl. Hermione sent him a glare, but sighed in resignation. She knew by now that even if she resisted, he'd somehow manage to get to be her partner.
"Okay. Good. Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger. Does everyone else have a partner?" Everyone nodded at Mr. Dumbledore, some happily and some not. "Great! Now let's line up with our partners!"
The little feet scurried into their lines, all waiting impatiently. Draco beamed at Hermione, only to be met with a glare.
"OKAY! Onto the bus!" Mr. Dumbledore declared as he ushered all the kids onto the big yellow vehicle. "Remember to sit with your partners."
Like the perfect little gentleman he was, Draco offered Hermione the window seat. The girl took it, sitting down and scooting as far away from Draco as possible. Draco slid in right after her and turned his attention to the bus driver, who was telling them a bunch of safety things.
The bus started, taking the little pre-schoolers on their first ever field trip. Mr. Dumbledore led the class in a few verses of 'The Wheels on the Bus' before progressing to '100 Bottles of Pop on the Wall.' The preschoolers just yelled out the randomest numbers, because they had yet to learn their counting. That's what made it all the more fun.
Draco sat entranced watching Hermione laugh at the randomness. It was the first time she ever laughed around him. He sighed and watched her.
A few minutes into the bus ride, he poked Hermione in an attempt to get her attention. She looked at him curiously. "What?"
Draco smiled and leaned over to her ear, happy that she didn't move away, and sang his own song. "I love you. You love me. Let's get together and make babies."
Hermione's eyes widened in shock and she opened her mouth wide, "MR. DUMBLEDORE!!!!"
For the rest of the ride, Mr. Dumbledore sat next to Draco and was his partner during the field trip. Hermione joined Ron and Neville's group, earning a 'hahaha' from the redhead.
Draco sighed. He wouldn't give up! She's be his wife. No matter what!
A/N: Was it good? Did you laugh? My favorite part was the 'is that why your hair is falling out' part. Hehe. I couldn't help but add that. I can totally imagine a mini Draco sayign that with a serious expression on his face.
Review please! The more reviews, the more I'm motivated to write. I have a bunch of plotbunnies runnign through my head right now...5 actually. Bleh. Too much. My head is overloading. Okay.
So for now, this is gonna be complete. If it has a good reaction and if I feel bored enoguh to write more...So there's a good chance that I'm gonna write at least another chappie.
Okay. Now...I have a little contest that will be set up on my profile. I'm just talkign about it here. I'm going to post a poem on my profile. When I wrote the poem (It was for my english class) I kept a certain Harry Potter character in mind. If you guess the correct character, I'll write a oneshot for you for your favorite pairing and, if you want, you can choose the plot. Sound cool? Try it. It's not too hard and there's no harm in trying. So check it out! more details on my profile.
XOXO
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