A/N HEY GUYS! THIS IS MY FIRST FANFIC... ENJOY ... AND I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, NO MATTER HOW MUCH I WANT TO BE J.K ROWLING , I'M NOT ;(
Argh! That stupid, fluffy, lovesick Lavender is officially going out with Ron. After everything we've been through he can't even tell that I'm in love with him. Everything was going amazing. We defeated Voldemort, Hogwarts was safe again and I was crowned head girl. Although Malfoy is head boy, things were going great! I finally thought he was going to ask me out and he asked out lavender.
That's it; I can't just lay around feeling sorry for myself. I get up, brush my teeth and wash my face. What should I wear? (If you haven't figured out, all of last year's 7th year students got invited to redo the year due to the events that took place. All 8th years don't have to wear uniform. Before school started I dragged Ginny and went shopping for clothes)
Alright, I'll wear denim shorts, pink floral pink tank top and a pair of brown ankle boots. I brush my hair, add a touch of makeup and collect my books. First lesson is potions. I usually sit with Ron but I guess Lavender would kick me out my sit and Ron won't object. I'll just get Harry to sit next to me.
As I turn into my potions class I see Harry already sitting with Neville. I scan the room for an empty seat, and find the only seat left is next to Malfoy! I grit my teeth and take my seat, "why so close, Granger?"
"Don't get too flattered Malfoy, there's no other seat so I have to sit here." I turn my face away and I catch Harry's glance. He shoots a sorry expression and I smile back to let him know that it doesn't matter. On the other hand Ron hasn't even registered that I entered that room. He's too held up, playing with lavender's hair and laughing at some comment she must have made. I have a sudden urge to punch her! I clench my fist tight. After a minute or so I look down to see my knuckles have turned white from all the pressure.
"Someone's jealous," I hear Malfoy, but before I could say anything back Professor Slughorn enters the room.
"Silence, everyone turn to page 105, we're going to make a potion that can knock someone out for 12 hours straight and test it on some rats, oh and Harry, nice to see you again." For the rest of the lesson I stay quiet. I wonder if it's that obvious that I like Ron. The only person who knew was Harry. I hadn't managed to tell Ginny yet. Just before leaving Malfoy whispers, "Oh and don't worry, I won't tell anyone your little secret." And with a smirk he's off. The rest of the morning goes quickly. Ron sits with lavender for lunch, Harry was sitting with Ginny but I didn't want to disturb, even though they wouldn't mind, so I'm left to talk to no one.
I wonder how long before the whole school knows that I like Ron? I mean Malfoy doesn't seem the type to be able to keep a secret. I turn around as someone taps my shoulder, "can I have your autograph?" the pleading face of a 2nd year asks. Isn't this like the 16th time she's asked me? But willingly I sign a piece of paper. "Thank you so much," she squeals as her walks away.
After DADA and history of magic I go to the field to watch quidditch practise. But to my misfortune I catch Ron and Lavender in a full swing make out session! Harry looks at me and follows my eyes to see what I was looking at, and because he is awesome and a total saviour he calls Ron over so that they can begin. Reluctantly Ron pulls away and joins Harry. I mouth thank you to Harry and take a seat next to Ginny.
"So who are you going to the dance with?" I sighed, I did plan of asking Ron but that doesn't seem like an option anymore.
"Don't have a date yet... but I bet your going with Harry," I say while giving her a playful nudge, and she blushes like crazy. The dance is this Friday and I don't have a date. Harry and Ginny are going together, Ron and lavender (sigh) and Neville and Luna are going together. Everyone has a date but me.
"Hermione are you okay?" I turn to see Ginny's face full of concern. Should I tell her?
"Ok here's the problem, just don't tell anyone," she nods her head.
"I like Ron." And her eyes widen.
"Oh my gosh! I have to tell Ron!"
"No Ginny, you can't!"
"Why not?"
"I don't know. Please just wait till I'm ready. Okay?"
"Fine," how can I tell her that I'm scared he'll just laugh at me? I'll be the laughing stock of Hogwarts!
After quidditch practise, I walk over to the head's dorm me and Malfoy share. We have our own room and an en suite, but we share a common room. As usual William is on his horse.
"Hello Hermione, password?"
"Hi William, phoenix tails." And the portrait swung open. I take a seat in the red armchair in front of the fire place. I accio my quill, parchment and books, and start on my four foot essay for history of magic. It must have been about half an hour later when the portrait swung open again and Malfoy stepped through. Is it just me or does Malfoy look sad! I never knew Malfoy had feelings.
"What's the happened to you?"
"Leave me alone Granger," and with that he went to his room and slammed the door shut. Not dwelling on it much, I went back to my homework. After about another half an hour, I put my stuff away and headed down to the great hall for dinner. I take a seat between Ginny and Neville, and help myself to a few pies.
"Hey Hermione, haven't seen you in a while." I turn to face a grinning Neville.
"I know. How have you been lately?" I take a bite of the pie. It tastes just like one of my mum's pies. I miss them so much! After taking away their memory of me I haven't visited them to check if their ok.
"I'm been great!" and for the rest of the evening I chat happily with Neville and Ginny. After dinner I make my way to my room, and flop down on my bed. There's a knock at the door, but it could only be one person.
"Come in," and in came Malfoy.
"Um, hi Granger."
"What do you want?" it came out a little harsher then I wanted it too. He takes a few steps forward only leaving a metre or so of a gap between us.
"I need to talk to you. I need your help." What!
"Bloody hell, you're looking to me as if I asked you to kill someone!"
"Yeah well, never in a million years did I think you would ever ask me for help." I look straight into his eyes, wondering what he would ask for.
"Never in a million years did I think I would be in this situation." He takes a seat on my bed, his face wearing that same sad expression as the one before dinner.
"You know how I didn't go to Azkaban because they realised that I was made to be a death eater. But because I was a death eater, I know who else was, and what they did. So they are asked to testify against them. I said I would, but... they want to me testify against my father." I look at him again. His eyes aren't as cold as I thought they were. His hair a little ruffled and falls to just above his eyes. His face is perfectly proportioned, and I hate to admit but I just realised how good looking he is.
"I don't know what to do," and the way he said it makes you realise he's in pain. I have a sudden urge to lift my hand and stroke his cheek. Argh! But I settle for less and take his hand and hold in mine. To my surprise he doesn't pull away, instead looks down at them.
"It's not that I don't want to testify, he deserves to go to Azkaban, but what if he escapes? What he finds me!?" I just realised I haven't said anything back.
"I can't promise to solve all your problems; I can only promise that I'll never let you face them alone. But I need you to do the right thing." That surprised him, but it surprised me more! Did I just promise Malfoy to help him through all his problems! But for some reason it felt right. I squeeze his hand and give him a reassuring look.
"Thanks Hermione," he gets up and walks to the door.
"Good night Draco."
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