Draco's Wish
Chapter One:
Witten by Elven Warrior
*I do not own Harry Potter or the rest of the characters. They belong rightfully to J.K Rowling. *
Draco couldn't help it. He loved her. He 'loved' her. How crucial this would be to his reputation. How absurd it would be, a slytherin, with, with one of them! This couldn't be so! No, he was just kidding himself. There would be no possible way a Malfoy could love.one of them. But something in his heart and head told him it was the way to go. That it would help him out of the rut he had dug these past several years. Then something kept screaming at him to stop while he was ahead, and keep to his fellow Slytherins.
It then came to him, that his fellow slytherin's were truly 'slimy'. They had no decent quality's about them. Only a strive to become wealthy, and join Voldemorts side. Possibly to rid the world of Harry Potter's essence. Something Draco lost the interest in long ago. Taunting Potter till he lost his mind just wasn't as fun anymore.
Actually, Draco started to act nice towards the trio. Potter, Weasel er Weasley and Granger. They didn't notice untill their 5th year. By which, now, they are in. Ron and Hermione wern't very supportive towards Draco, not just yet. But oh, only if they new. Draco was a changed boy, he wasn't the boy he used to be. Following in his fathers' footsteps. Choosing dark over light just wasn't his way to go about life. In fact, he had begged Dumbledore to let him switch houses, possibly to Gryffindor. But the old twit wouldn't' have it. "You were sorted into Slytherin Mr.Malfoy. And Slytherin is where you will stay. " With that, Dumbledore had shoo'd Draco out of his office.
It really wasn't fair. Just because he held the name Malfoy, dosen't mean he was all that bad of a person. But his reputation early in his years, was quite intoxicating. All of that was changed. Everyone's attitude towards him changed, but it wasn't the reaction Draco had hoped to get. People eyed him strangly, would wispere and point in his direction. Draco pretended not to notice. All because of her. His one only love. The girl he wished to be with the rest of his life. Hermione Granger.
Hermione had never liked Malfoy before. Never. She decided he wasn't worth her time when they first met on the train. She came barging into his room, asking about a toad a boy lost. Draco rolled his eyes and scoffed. He could remember that day like it was just yesterday.
There was no knock. A semi tall girl barged into Draco's capartment. She looked around a bit, and rested her eyes on his pale greys'. Draco had suddenly found himself lost in those eyes, but never changed face expression. There was a small hesitant sniff, and she decided it was time to ask. "Have you seen a toad? Nevile Longbottom lost his." She asked quickly. Draco laughed in his throat as if it was a funny matter. Truthfully, it was. How could a boy loose a toad? Dosen't it have a cage? "No, why would I look for a toad. You'd have to be pretty desperate to search for it. Let it go and get a better animal like and owl." Draco snapped, turning his head to the window. "I'm just helping him. And you don't have to get all cranky with me. I'm being kind at least. Have you any mannors?"Hermione hissed. Her face was no longer friendly looking. Dangerous was more like it. "Listen you idiot. I don't care about a stupid toad. If it were me, I would be welcome for it to go. And I would be welcome if you would leave. Your pressence is messing up my concentation!" Draco snapped back. Hermione's stare had come to be death defying. She no longer looked happy with him. Nor did she from the start. "Fine! Oh, by the way. You have no concentration. You're a blonde. You're a twit." With that, she stormed out of the compartment and slammed to door shut behind her. Draco just laughed in his throat. Pittying the girl. She had messed with the wrong boy. But, there was something about those eyes that Draco longed for the girl to return. But with his stupid remarks, she would no longer be kind to him. How foolish.
If only he had said something nice to her, Hermione wouldn't constantly be on his back, nagging him. But his stuck-up, no-it-all attitude kept him back. So he would never have her. Unless, he got Hermione alone somewhere. Perhaps the girls bathroom? It would be risky to go in there, bing a Slytherin too. But Weasley and Potter went in there all the time durring their second year. Why couldn't he?
Because, he would be clawed to death by Hermione. There was no mistaken that she had resistance in her blood. She did slap him in their third or fourth year. He had to do it. He had to get Hermione alone. So he could finally tell her what he had been hiding all these years. It had to have been done. Now, when to do it?
Witten by Elven Warrior
*I do not own Harry Potter or the rest of the characters. They belong rightfully to J.K Rowling. *
Draco couldn't help it. He loved her. He 'loved' her. How crucial this would be to his reputation. How absurd it would be, a slytherin, with, with one of them! This couldn't be so! No, he was just kidding himself. There would be no possible way a Malfoy could love.one of them. But something in his heart and head told him it was the way to go. That it would help him out of the rut he had dug these past several years. Then something kept screaming at him to stop while he was ahead, and keep to his fellow Slytherins.
It then came to him, that his fellow slytherin's were truly 'slimy'. They had no decent quality's about them. Only a strive to become wealthy, and join Voldemorts side. Possibly to rid the world of Harry Potter's essence. Something Draco lost the interest in long ago. Taunting Potter till he lost his mind just wasn't as fun anymore.
Actually, Draco started to act nice towards the trio. Potter, Weasel er Weasley and Granger. They didn't notice untill their 5th year. By which, now, they are in. Ron and Hermione wern't very supportive towards Draco, not just yet. But oh, only if they new. Draco was a changed boy, he wasn't the boy he used to be. Following in his fathers' footsteps. Choosing dark over light just wasn't his way to go about life. In fact, he had begged Dumbledore to let him switch houses, possibly to Gryffindor. But the old twit wouldn't' have it. "You were sorted into Slytherin Mr.Malfoy. And Slytherin is where you will stay. " With that, Dumbledore had shoo'd Draco out of his office.
It really wasn't fair. Just because he held the name Malfoy, dosen't mean he was all that bad of a person. But his reputation early in his years, was quite intoxicating. All of that was changed. Everyone's attitude towards him changed, but it wasn't the reaction Draco had hoped to get. People eyed him strangly, would wispere and point in his direction. Draco pretended not to notice. All because of her. His one only love. The girl he wished to be with the rest of his life. Hermione Granger.
Hermione had never liked Malfoy before. Never. She decided he wasn't worth her time when they first met on the train. She came barging into his room, asking about a toad a boy lost. Draco rolled his eyes and scoffed. He could remember that day like it was just yesterday.
There was no knock. A semi tall girl barged into Draco's capartment. She looked around a bit, and rested her eyes on his pale greys'. Draco had suddenly found himself lost in those eyes, but never changed face expression. There was a small hesitant sniff, and she decided it was time to ask. "Have you seen a toad? Nevile Longbottom lost his." She asked quickly. Draco laughed in his throat as if it was a funny matter. Truthfully, it was. How could a boy loose a toad? Dosen't it have a cage? "No, why would I look for a toad. You'd have to be pretty desperate to search for it. Let it go and get a better animal like and owl." Draco snapped, turning his head to the window. "I'm just helping him. And you don't have to get all cranky with me. I'm being kind at least. Have you any mannors?"Hermione hissed. Her face was no longer friendly looking. Dangerous was more like it. "Listen you idiot. I don't care about a stupid toad. If it were me, I would be welcome for it to go. And I would be welcome if you would leave. Your pressence is messing up my concentation!" Draco snapped back. Hermione's stare had come to be death defying. She no longer looked happy with him. Nor did she from the start. "Fine! Oh, by the way. You have no concentration. You're a blonde. You're a twit." With that, she stormed out of the compartment and slammed to door shut behind her. Draco just laughed in his throat. Pittying the girl. She had messed with the wrong boy. But, there was something about those eyes that Draco longed for the girl to return. But with his stupid remarks, she would no longer be kind to him. How foolish.
If only he had said something nice to her, Hermione wouldn't constantly be on his back, nagging him. But his stuck-up, no-it-all attitude kept him back. So he would never have her. Unless, he got Hermione alone somewhere. Perhaps the girls bathroom? It would be risky to go in there, bing a Slytherin too. But Weasley and Potter went in there all the time durring their second year. Why couldn't he?
Because, he would be clawed to death by Hermione. There was no mistaken that she had resistance in her blood. She did slap him in their third or fourth year. He had to do it. He had to get Hermione alone. So he could finally tell her what he had been hiding all these years. It had to have been done. Now, when to do it?
