AN: this is called "love thing" this is a Hermione Draco fan fiction. Hermione fell in love with Draco at the end of sixth year. (Needless to say, but I'll say it any ways, the sixth book NEVER HAPPENED!) When he saved her from being attacked by a centaur, while she was wondering in the forest. After that she became infatuated with him. Now she's at home having a "women to women" talk with her mother.

LOVE THING: CHAPTER ONE.

WHY?

Hermione's first day back from school and she planed on having a break from study, after all it was summer. She went into her room and fell on her bed, instantly she fell asleep. Five minutes later, or so it seemed to her, she was being roughly shaken awake from her dream, or to her subconscious nightmare. She looked around the room franticly trying to find the intruder who woke her up.

She looked up and saw her mother look at her strangely. She had a worry-some look on her face, but if you looked in her eyes you could she her curiosity, Hermione's mother toke a seat on the edge of her daughter's bed, then turned to face her. To say Hermione was confused was and understatement.

"Is some thing wrong mom?" asked Hermione

"I should be asking you the same thing," her mom responded

"Mom, I don't want to be rude but what on earth on you talking about?" Hermione said earnestly.

"I heard you talking in your sleep, Hermione is there something you want to tell me?" when she said this Hermione's eyes went wide.

"I'll take that as a yes." Her mother stated, and then waited for her daughter to start explaining her self.

"Yes mom, I have to tell you something, but you have to promise not to tell any one- not even daddy." Hermione said this very fast, but her mother still heard her.

"I will not tell your father, if it is not necessary." Said Jane Granger

"Fair enough," Hermione started "it all started two weeks before term ended. I-I think I'm in l- love," slowly a tear made its way down her right cheek.

"Congratulations dear, but what's so wrong about falling in love?" her mother asked, concern clearly evident in her voice.

"Mom, don't you want to know who I'm in love with?" was Hermione response.

"I think I have a pretty good idea." Hermione rolled her eyes after her mom at this.

"I don't think you know who this is," stated Hermione

"Is it Draco Malfoy?" Jane asked in a confident and very superior voice.

"Mother, have you been spying on me at school?" Hermione yelled. She was clearly upset by the fact that her mother could read her like the books she loved. This was very disturbing to her. 'How did she know? Was that what I was saying in my sleep? DAMN YOU SLEEP TALKING!'

"Dear, its okay-" Jane started but was cut of by Hermione and her rant. "What do you mean 'its okay?' its not okay I'm in love with my foe; I'm supposed to hate him! What's wrong with me? I don't even know why I'm attracted to him," she paused for a second.

"I mean he has a hot body, I'll give him that; he has the greatest six packs you could ever imagine. His pale skin gives him that really sophisticated look." She stopped her rant, and then sighed. "Mother Tell me I'm crazy," she said as if being crazy was the greatest thing in the world.

"You're not crazy, in high school I fell for my foe and look how I turned out." Her mother said with a five foot wide smile. "Mother what are you talking about? You were dating daddy since high school, who is this other man I have never heard of before?" Jane looked at Hermione, Her smile still in place. "The man I'm talking about is your father," Hermione was wide eyed.

"Oh. My. God! How come you never told me?" asked Hermione." You never asked," Jane stated simply. "well I'll leave you with your thoughts," she was almost at the door when Hermione asked the questions that have been bugging her since she got home.

"How did you know when you're in love mother?" she asked with anticipation in her voice. Jane sat on her daughters' bed and lay down, and then instructed Hermione to do the same. "sweetie, there's no sure fire way to tell if your in love but I can tell you what it was like for me with your father," Jane paused and looked at her daughter. Slowly Hermione nodded her head.

"Well, when I was with your father no one else matter. It was just me and him. When I was I away from him my heart was in peaces, it drove me crazy when he was not with me. I would see him talking to other girls; it drove me to the brink of insanity! I would want to rip out the girls' hair, but being me I just wouldn't speak to him, it was more a punishment for my self more than him. I could stand being apart from him. Was that helpful Hermione?" Jane looked at her daughter. Hermione had silent tears in her eyes.

"mother, I'm in love with Draco Malfoy. What's worst is I can't stop thinking about him, he's every where I am, he's in my dreams, when I close my eyes he's there; I'm constantly thinking of him. The dream I just had was about him asking me to marry him. Mother I hate to admit it but when he asked me to marry him, I was ecstatic." She cried in her mothers arms, asking herself the same question. "Why?"

AN: I think I'll leave there for now. Did you enjoy it? I'm hoping to get at least five reviews. If no-one likes my story so far, then I'll quit writing it but if there's one person that likes my story and wants me to continue, I will. I'm already working on the second chapter so I'll update and you'll see the next chapter: "I did it for him"