Hey guys! My very first ff :))) please be nice! If Patricia/MuggleNutella is reading this, dude, I MADE MY FIRST STORY! wooot wooot :)) I'm so excited :)) anyways heres the summary that didn't fit inside the box thingy its suppose to be in, ENJOY :)))

Disclaimer: This is depressing to say, so I shall only EVER say this ONCE! idonotownHARRYPOTTER! THERE I said it! I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER! just the idea of this fanfic I guess :3

Time without you. SUMMARY! THE FIRST PART IS WHEN THEY ARE STILL KIDDIES, THE SECOND IS WHEN THEY ARE AT HOGWARTS! -.-

"Promise we'll sit next to each other on the train?" Pansy asked hopefully. "Of course, why wouldn't I sit with my best friends?" Hermione replied. "Don't you dare forget us." Blaise said in a threatening but playful voice, all four children laughed. Draco stepped forward and held Hermione close to him, "I'm gonna miss you Mione," he whispered in her ear, eyes tightly shut to prevent tears from falling. "I'm gonna miss you too Drake." She didn't bother hiding her tears, as they fell freely from her chocolate brown eyes...

…"Ew! Filthy mudblood, watch where you're going!" Draco yelled at the top of his lungs to get attention. Hermione narrowed her eyes, "Pfft, as if I meant it, plus it's not like I'm contagious!" she yelled back equally loud, but then stopped as recognition dawned on her. "Do I know you from somewhere?" she asked trying to recall where from. Draco looked disgusted, "As if I would know a stupid mudblood like you!" although, his necklace said otherwise.

Chapter 1: They Meet.

Hermione's Parents had left her in the bookshop as usual whenever they went shopping. She didn't quite enjoy shopping unless it had to do with books.

"You stay here, okay Mie?" her mother told her sternly, while patting brown curls. Hermione looked up from her book and at her parents. "Yes I will, don't I always?" she smiled, showing her dimples. "Okay then, we best get going now," her father said looking at his wrist watch. "Bye" her parents said simultaneously to her from the doorway, "bye-bye." Hermione replied waving her small hand.

Once her parents were outside, she made her way over to the fantasy section. Ever since her third birthday, magic always fascinated her. Now she was five and being able to read gave her the opportunity to learn anything and everything about magic.

She knew that she could do some things magic that she learnt from the books, but sometimes, she did things that even her parents couldn't explain. Like, she managed to turn her cousin's hair bright pink when she was brushing it, or how, if she was looking for a pair of socks, she would walk back into her room and find several pairs sitting in a large pile at the foot of her bed. AS she was deeply immense in a book about fairies and mermaids, she didn't realize two customers come in, or the fact that she was turning the pages of the book without touching them.

The customers that had just arrived seemed to do what Hermione's parent's had just around ten minutes ago. "Okay Draco. I will be back soon, mommy just has to go buy something." The woman cooed at her son. Her love for the young boy was evident in her voice and by the way she looked at him. She was quite pretty, black hair with pale blonde here and there, with very pale skin complimented her dark eyes rather nicely. "Yes mother," the boy replied sincerely. He had platinum blond hair, pale skin and silver eyes.

His mother bid him farewell and left the bookstore. The boy, Draco, also made his way over to the fantasy section. But once he got there he saw that someone had already occupied his usual armchair. When he saw that she was moving the pages without touching it, he knew instantly that they had something in common and they would get along quite well.

He moved to go sit next to her, with a book about dragons clutched in his hand. "Hello," Draco said smiling at the girl. She glanced up from her book and stared surprised at the boy. "Oh!" she said, startled to see someone standing right in front of her. "Hello," she smiled back at him. She moved over in the arm chair so that there was room enough for the both of them. "What's your name?" Draco asked, clearly please to find someone like him. "Hermione," she replied, "but you can call me Mione, or Mie, or whatever." She added as an afterthought, knowing that her name was a mouthful. "What's yours?" she asked.

"My names Draco, but don't call me that in front of my father, or we'll both be punished." He whispered, fear showing in her eyes, confusion and fear showing in Hermione's. "Just call me Drake." He smiled, trying to cover his slip. "Nice to meet you Drake." Hermione said, happy that someone was finally willing to be nice to her.

At her school, Hermione didn't quite fit under the popular category; she didn't have many friends, or seemed to fit in with the people in her class. They all thought that she was a freak because she could do things that magicians could do, while all the other children struggled to learn it, plus the fact that she was the smartest in her grade. So Hermione was basically alone.

Draco smiled back at her; she seemed nice. "You can do special things that others can't, can't you?" he asked curiously. Hermione looked down, all her hopes of having a friend seemed to have vanished at his words. She thought she could finally have a friend, one that wouldn't judge her if she did weird things that others couldn't. "Yes," she whispered, it was so soft that even she couldn't hear it properly, but Draco seemed to have heard it. She frowned and looked up at him, eyebrows bunched. "How'd you know?" she asked.

"It's okay," he said quickly, seeing her facial expression change. He patted her shoulder in a comforting way. "You were moving the pages without your hands." He said pointing to the book. "It could've been moving by the wind, but there's no wind blowing." He added. Hermione looked shocked that he had noticed, and then panicked. She looked down embarrassed. Was he going to pick on her now? Is he going to bully her like all of those other kids at school? What would he do?

But to her surprise, he didn't do any of those things. "It's okay, don't worry," he said smiling nervously as he saw the panic stricken face of the girl next to him. The next three words seemed to make her astonished." I can too." Her head snapped up, eyes wide. "You can?" she asked, bewildered. But then doubt caught up to her, she narrowed her eyes at him. He might've just been tricking her and trying to make a sick joke on her. "Prove it."

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