The Forbidden Love
It was the beginning of a pleasant year at Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was a bright, sunny day outside and it was the middle of June. The students of Hogwarts had all returned safely to school and they all started gossiping in the Great Hall over breakfast what they had done over the summer and you would hear the occasional girl squeal in delight seeing a friend in such a long while or laughter from groups of guys, speaking of Qudditch, girls, and what not.
Draco Malfoy was the Head Boy and he was a 7th year at Hogwarts. He had beaten Harry Potter for the position because his marks were second to Hermione Granger's, who was the Head Girl. He walks downstairs from the 4th floor and he heads down to the second floor hallway of Hogwarts towards the Great Hall. His pale face had gotten a little bit more tan than his pale face since that he was now the Slytherin Qudditch Captain and Seeker and his silvery-blond hair was gelled back, cleanly. He goes inside and sits at the Head Boy/Girl table and orders his breakfast from the enchanted menu. He smiles to himself as he waits for his food to completely appear, thinking about.. Hermione Granger. He eats his food, so that he can go to his first class of Advanced Arithmacy.
Hermione walked down from the fourth floor Head Boy/Girl dormitories. She walks down to the second floor towards the Great Hall for breakfast. She is quite hungry from patrolling the hallways with the prefects from the night before. Her once messy brown hair is not as bushy and unmanagable, she had found a straightening charm that had worked for once and her soft brown eyes are just gorgeous. She goes inside and goes over to sit at the Head Boy/Girl table. She sees Draco sitting there and doesn't say anything. They are worst enemies basically because of their rival houses and just because Malfoy holds a huge grudge against Muggle-borns, MudBloods, and practically everyone in Ravenclaw and Gryffindor.
Draco smiles at the fact the Hermione is there with him and says, "'morning Granger."
Hermione doesn't say much, but sits across from him and nods and says, "Same to you." She sits down and orders her breakfast from the menu and eats in silence.
Draco finishes and takes out some parchment and scans over it. "Damn Transfiguration," he thought. He sighs and gets on with putting it away. He says, "Granger, we have that first prefects' meeting to organize after our Advanced Arithmacy. See you later then, not that I want to." He sneers at her. He can't express his true feelings towards her. "She's a Mudblood, Malfoy and she is a bloody Gryffindor..", a voice in his head kept saying.
Hermione gets up out of her seat and spat out at him, "Malfoy, you unconsiderable git! You're such a prat!" Hermione threw a very disgusted look at him. "Do you think that I enjoy seeing you everyday? I hate you, for Merlin's sake!" She couldn't believe why he hated her so much for being in Gryffindor and for being Harry's friend, of course, for being a Mudblood as he said. Just because she wasn't a pureblood, he made fun at her.
Draco smirks and heads towards the exit of the Great Hall. 'She's cute when she's mad like that,' he thought. He tried his best to hide his feelings for her.
Hermione finishes eating about ten minutes later and she gets up, picks up her bookbag, and walks out of the Great Hall. As she was about to turn the right corner, she sees a man appear right in front of her. "Malfoy! You scared the hell out of me! What was that for, you imbesle?!?"
Draco smiles at her and it scares the crap out of her, of course because he is Draco Malfoy and he is supposed to hate her terribly. It was normal for him to hate her too, just because all of the horrible things that he called her. She has a quite colorful vocabulary, he thought, still smiling, but now coyly at her. He says to her nicely for once, "Granger, just wondering if you would walk to class with me, since we're in the same class and all."
Hermione just stared at him in awe, she found that this was hard to believe. The Draco Malfoy, Mudblood and Gryffindor hater, asking her to walk to class with him. It was a big deal for her, but she quietly nodded. Damn he's sexier than last year, she thought. They head down to the Advanced Arithmacy dungeon, which is quite a distance away from the Great Hall. They walk inside together and walk over towards their respective seats.
Professor Vector indroduces herself to the class and as she turns her back on the class to reveal something pre-written on the blackboard, Draco's eyes stole a glace at Hermione. 'Why does she have to be so sexy?', he thought. It was true, Hermione had grown to be quite a stunning young lady of seventeen years. Over the last summer, the curves on her body had appeared in all the right places on her body and her breasts had developed quite well. Draco started to daydream when suddenly Hermione looked towards him. Their eyes meet and they both turn towards the front of the classroom again. 'Why does he have to look so irrestistible?', she thought.
He looked away and faced his parchment with loads of complicated number charts and such. He groaned and picked up his quill to fill in the many blank spots in his charts. He had only enrolled in this class to be in there with Hermoine, he had found out that it was her favorite class, although he had excellent marks in the class, but once again second-best Hermione's. No student at Hogwarts could outwit her at any subject, she was just a perfect student. He reluctantly finished his chart and glanced over at Hermione again. He smiled, seeing her work hard over her complicated charts, scribbling furiously.
Hermione finished her charts after a long struggle of thinking, but her eyes strayed over to Draco Malfoy. 'Damn, why am I looking at him again? Remember what he called you for the last six years, Hermione. He called you a flithy Mudblood.' Thinking that, she returned her focus toward Professor Vector's lecture about Pythagorus. She smiled at Professor Vector, it was her favorite class after all.
After class, Draco stood beside the door of the classroom and waited for Hermione to walk out. He saw her and said, "Hello, Granger."
She glared at him and said in a cold tone, "What do you want, Malfoy?"
He simply said, "You." He then grinned and walked away towards the Transfiguration classroom.
Hermione blushed heavily, trying to get herself to deny hearing what Malfoy just had said. 'He's a Slytherin and a Malfoy,' she thought as she got herself together and walked towards Transfiguration. She walked into the classroom and saw Draco sitting there at the front of the classroom, on the left side side. She cautiously went over to the front of the classroom and sat on the right hand side. Professor McGonagall walked into the classroom and told her class to take out their books and to review the first chapter. Hermione took out her copy of Theories of Transubstantial Transfiguration and started to read. She enjoyed Transfiguration very much so and she loved Professor McGonagall, even though she could be harsh at times.
Draco was at the other side of the room and he reluctantly opened his copy of Theories of Transubstantial Transfiguration and began to read. After the first couple of sentences though, his eyes searched for Hermione. He found her on the opposite side of the room, sitting at the front. He smiled, seeing her sitting there. 'Malfoy, what in bloody hell do you think you're doing?!? She's a Mudblood and Lucius would kill you if he ever found out!' Draco quickly turned back into his book and continued reading.
Hermione's nose was buried in her book and she stole a glance at Draco secretly. He had been pale and lanky first year, but he had grown to be buff, handsome, and very sexy. Hermione stifled a giggle and continued to read, thinking of him. 'What the hell are you thinking, Hermione? He has harassed you, Ron, and Harry for the past six years!' She found her conscious, subconscious, and her heart to be locked up in a bit of a quarrel. Soon, class was over and she found herself in the middle of the hall, when someone's cold hand grasped her arm and pulled her back. 'Malfoy!' She turned around to see that it was Draco Malfoy, sadist Slytherin brat, who was unbelievely good-looking. "What is your problem?"
Draco smirked and said, "I have no problem, if anyone has any problems, it's you, Granger." He strained the last word. He then took out a piece of parchment and hastily handed it to her. He then, gave her a look, and walked away into the Great Hall for lunch.
Hermione threw a look of disgust at him and wondered what the note had said. She placed it in the pocket of her robes and walked off into the Great Hall for lunch.
Draco sat there at the Head Boy/Girl table and sat, playing with his food again. He smiled down at his goblet of pumpkin juice, seeing his reflection. 'Who wouldn't want a piece of me? I'm too fucking pretty.' He grinned at his reflection and started to eat his food.
Hermione set her books down at the Gryffindor table next to her and went up to grab a sandwich and a goblet of pumpkin juice. She sat back down and started to eat. She then realized that she still had that note from Malfoy, so she reached inside her pocket and fished around for the note. She took it out of her pocket, opened it, and started to read.
Granger,
Meet me in the library at 7 P.M. tonight. Bring no one with you.
D.M.
She rolled her eyes and then stuffed the note back into her bag. As she finished eating her lunch, she thought whether to go to the library that night or not. She shrugged, grabbed her things, and walked out of the Great Hall, toward the Gryffindor Tower.
Draco smiled at seeing Hermione reading the piece of parchment he had handed her and he grabbed his things and walked up into the Slytherin Tower. 'I'm going to tell her tonight how I feel about her and how I have admired her since first year..' He then realized that he hadn't figured out a way to tell her. Suddenly, he heard a voice repeating, "Password?" Draco sighed and said clearly, "Pure-blood." The portrait opened up and he groaned as he laid on a couch in the Slytherin common room.
Hermione stood in front of the Fat Lady's portrait and she said, "Caput Draconis." She sighed and walked into the Gryffindor common room. She saw Harry and Ron looking at their Potions book and said, "Hi Harry, Ron." She smiled and sat down in an armchair, next to the enchanted fireplace.
"'Allo, Hermione," Harry said, smiling at her, looking up from his Potions book.
"Hey, Hermione," Ron said, as he groaned at his Potions textbook.
"What are you looking up?", she asked inquistitively, peeking a glance at the Potions textbook.
"Draft of Peace," Harry said as he stood up.
"Oh, the Draft of Peace, I see. It gives the drinker a sense of tranquility and peace." She smiled, looking at Harry and then at Ron, still struggling, flipping through some ten pages madly.
"Oh Ron, stop doing that to the book. You're ruining perfectly fine reading material." She rolled her eyes at him and then turned to Harry, who was grinning at her. "What? Do I have something on my face?"
Harry let out a friendly laugh and said, "No, Hermione, nothing is on your face. Just that you're such a know-it-all, I would like to outwit you for once."
Hermione smiled and chuckled. "Read Hogwarts: A History for starters.
Harry shook his head playfully and then went back to flipping and scanning through several pages of his Potions book.
Hermione shrugged and went up into her quarters, which she shared with Ginny Wealsey, Ron's only and younger sister. She put her books down carefully and laid back on her bed. She laid back for several minutes and took out the piece of parchment that Malfoy had handed her in a rude manner, of course he was a Malfoy so it was understandable, and she grinned. She has a crush on Draco since her first year, but Draco had forced her to throw away the memories of a first crush by calling her a Mudblood. She chuckled thinking, "I'd better meet him tonight and when I do, I'm going to tell him how I feel about him." She laid back and fell asleep.
Two hours later, she realized that it was going to soon be 4:00 P.M. and she quickly grabbed her things and ran out of the Gryffindor common room. She ran towards the History of Magic classroom and quickly sat down in her seat. "Good, I'm not late. I made it by three minutes," she thought as she breathlessly sat there and got herself together. She wondered what Draco would be doing right now. All during Professor Binns's dreary lecture on the History of the founders of Hogwarts, she daydreamed about why Draco had called her into the library at seven tonight. She shrugged mentally and returned in taking boring notes about Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff, and Salazzar Slytherin. Soon, class was over and she walked over into the Great Hall for dinner. She finished quickly and then rushed out of the Great Hall and headed up towards the library. She took a deep breath as she walked swiftly through the many corridors and hallways of Hogwarts and thought to herself, "Hermione, what have you gotten yourself into?"
It was the beginning of a pleasant year at Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was a bright, sunny day outside and it was the middle of June. The students of Hogwarts had all returned safely to school and they all started gossiping in the Great Hall over breakfast what they had done over the summer and you would hear the occasional girl squeal in delight seeing a friend in such a long while or laughter from groups of guys, speaking of Qudditch, girls, and what not.
Draco Malfoy was the Head Boy and he was a 7th year at Hogwarts. He had beaten Harry Potter for the position because his marks were second to Hermione Granger's, who was the Head Girl. He walks downstairs from the 4th floor and he heads down to the second floor hallway of Hogwarts towards the Great Hall. His pale face had gotten a little bit more tan than his pale face since that he was now the Slytherin Qudditch Captain and Seeker and his silvery-blond hair was gelled back, cleanly. He goes inside and sits at the Head Boy/Girl table and orders his breakfast from the enchanted menu. He smiles to himself as he waits for his food to completely appear, thinking about.. Hermione Granger. He eats his food, so that he can go to his first class of Advanced Arithmacy.
Hermione walked down from the fourth floor Head Boy/Girl dormitories. She walks down to the second floor towards the Great Hall for breakfast. She is quite hungry from patrolling the hallways with the prefects from the night before. Her once messy brown hair is not as bushy and unmanagable, she had found a straightening charm that had worked for once and her soft brown eyes are just gorgeous. She goes inside and goes over to sit at the Head Boy/Girl table. She sees Draco sitting there and doesn't say anything. They are worst enemies basically because of their rival houses and just because Malfoy holds a huge grudge against Muggle-borns, MudBloods, and practically everyone in Ravenclaw and Gryffindor.
Draco smiles at the fact the Hermione is there with him and says, "'morning Granger."
Hermione doesn't say much, but sits across from him and nods and says, "Same to you." She sits down and orders her breakfast from the menu and eats in silence.
Draco finishes and takes out some parchment and scans over it. "Damn Transfiguration," he thought. He sighs and gets on with putting it away. He says, "Granger, we have that first prefects' meeting to organize after our Advanced Arithmacy. See you later then, not that I want to." He sneers at her. He can't express his true feelings towards her. "She's a Mudblood, Malfoy and she is a bloody Gryffindor..", a voice in his head kept saying.
Hermione gets up out of her seat and spat out at him, "Malfoy, you unconsiderable git! You're such a prat!" Hermione threw a very disgusted look at him. "Do you think that I enjoy seeing you everyday? I hate you, for Merlin's sake!" She couldn't believe why he hated her so much for being in Gryffindor and for being Harry's friend, of course, for being a Mudblood as he said. Just because she wasn't a pureblood, he made fun at her.
Draco smirks and heads towards the exit of the Great Hall. 'She's cute when she's mad like that,' he thought. He tried his best to hide his feelings for her.
Hermione finishes eating about ten minutes later and she gets up, picks up her bookbag, and walks out of the Great Hall. As she was about to turn the right corner, she sees a man appear right in front of her. "Malfoy! You scared the hell out of me! What was that for, you imbesle?!?"
Draco smiles at her and it scares the crap out of her, of course because he is Draco Malfoy and he is supposed to hate her terribly. It was normal for him to hate her too, just because all of the horrible things that he called her. She has a quite colorful vocabulary, he thought, still smiling, but now coyly at her. He says to her nicely for once, "Granger, just wondering if you would walk to class with me, since we're in the same class and all."
Hermione just stared at him in awe, she found that this was hard to believe. The Draco Malfoy, Mudblood and Gryffindor hater, asking her to walk to class with him. It was a big deal for her, but she quietly nodded. Damn he's sexier than last year, she thought. They head down to the Advanced Arithmacy dungeon, which is quite a distance away from the Great Hall. They walk inside together and walk over towards their respective seats.
Professor Vector indroduces herself to the class and as she turns her back on the class to reveal something pre-written on the blackboard, Draco's eyes stole a glace at Hermione. 'Why does she have to be so sexy?', he thought. It was true, Hermione had grown to be quite a stunning young lady of seventeen years. Over the last summer, the curves on her body had appeared in all the right places on her body and her breasts had developed quite well. Draco started to daydream when suddenly Hermione looked towards him. Their eyes meet and they both turn towards the front of the classroom again. 'Why does he have to look so irrestistible?', she thought.
He looked away and faced his parchment with loads of complicated number charts and such. He groaned and picked up his quill to fill in the many blank spots in his charts. He had only enrolled in this class to be in there with Hermoine, he had found out that it was her favorite class, although he had excellent marks in the class, but once again second-best Hermione's. No student at Hogwarts could outwit her at any subject, she was just a perfect student. He reluctantly finished his chart and glanced over at Hermione again. He smiled, seeing her work hard over her complicated charts, scribbling furiously.
Hermione finished her charts after a long struggle of thinking, but her eyes strayed over to Draco Malfoy. 'Damn, why am I looking at him again? Remember what he called you for the last six years, Hermione. He called you a flithy Mudblood.' Thinking that, she returned her focus toward Professor Vector's lecture about Pythagorus. She smiled at Professor Vector, it was her favorite class after all.
After class, Draco stood beside the door of the classroom and waited for Hermione to walk out. He saw her and said, "Hello, Granger."
She glared at him and said in a cold tone, "What do you want, Malfoy?"
He simply said, "You." He then grinned and walked away towards the Transfiguration classroom.
Hermione blushed heavily, trying to get herself to deny hearing what Malfoy just had said. 'He's a Slytherin and a Malfoy,' she thought as she got herself together and walked towards Transfiguration. She walked into the classroom and saw Draco sitting there at the front of the classroom, on the left side side. She cautiously went over to the front of the classroom and sat on the right hand side. Professor McGonagall walked into the classroom and told her class to take out their books and to review the first chapter. Hermione took out her copy of Theories of Transubstantial Transfiguration and started to read. She enjoyed Transfiguration very much so and she loved Professor McGonagall, even though she could be harsh at times.
Draco was at the other side of the room and he reluctantly opened his copy of Theories of Transubstantial Transfiguration and began to read. After the first couple of sentences though, his eyes searched for Hermione. He found her on the opposite side of the room, sitting at the front. He smiled, seeing her sitting there. 'Malfoy, what in bloody hell do you think you're doing?!? She's a Mudblood and Lucius would kill you if he ever found out!' Draco quickly turned back into his book and continued reading.
Hermione's nose was buried in her book and she stole a glance at Draco secretly. He had been pale and lanky first year, but he had grown to be buff, handsome, and very sexy. Hermione stifled a giggle and continued to read, thinking of him. 'What the hell are you thinking, Hermione? He has harassed you, Ron, and Harry for the past six years!' She found her conscious, subconscious, and her heart to be locked up in a bit of a quarrel. Soon, class was over and she found herself in the middle of the hall, when someone's cold hand grasped her arm and pulled her back. 'Malfoy!' She turned around to see that it was Draco Malfoy, sadist Slytherin brat, who was unbelievely good-looking. "What is your problem?"
Draco smirked and said, "I have no problem, if anyone has any problems, it's you, Granger." He strained the last word. He then took out a piece of parchment and hastily handed it to her. He then, gave her a look, and walked away into the Great Hall for lunch.
Hermione threw a look of disgust at him and wondered what the note had said. She placed it in the pocket of her robes and walked off into the Great Hall for lunch.
Draco sat there at the Head Boy/Girl table and sat, playing with his food again. He smiled down at his goblet of pumpkin juice, seeing his reflection. 'Who wouldn't want a piece of me? I'm too fucking pretty.' He grinned at his reflection and started to eat his food.
Hermione set her books down at the Gryffindor table next to her and went up to grab a sandwich and a goblet of pumpkin juice. She sat back down and started to eat. She then realized that she still had that note from Malfoy, so she reached inside her pocket and fished around for the note. She took it out of her pocket, opened it, and started to read.
Granger,
Meet me in the library at 7 P.M. tonight. Bring no one with you.
D.M.
She rolled her eyes and then stuffed the note back into her bag. As she finished eating her lunch, she thought whether to go to the library that night or not. She shrugged, grabbed her things, and walked out of the Great Hall, toward the Gryffindor Tower.
Draco smiled at seeing Hermione reading the piece of parchment he had handed her and he grabbed his things and walked up into the Slytherin Tower. 'I'm going to tell her tonight how I feel about her and how I have admired her since first year..' He then realized that he hadn't figured out a way to tell her. Suddenly, he heard a voice repeating, "Password?" Draco sighed and said clearly, "Pure-blood." The portrait opened up and he groaned as he laid on a couch in the Slytherin common room.
Hermione stood in front of the Fat Lady's portrait and she said, "Caput Draconis." She sighed and walked into the Gryffindor common room. She saw Harry and Ron looking at their Potions book and said, "Hi Harry, Ron." She smiled and sat down in an armchair, next to the enchanted fireplace.
"'Allo, Hermione," Harry said, smiling at her, looking up from his Potions book.
"Hey, Hermione," Ron said, as he groaned at his Potions textbook.
"What are you looking up?", she asked inquistitively, peeking a glance at the Potions textbook.
"Draft of Peace," Harry said as he stood up.
"Oh, the Draft of Peace, I see. It gives the drinker a sense of tranquility and peace." She smiled, looking at Harry and then at Ron, still struggling, flipping through some ten pages madly.
"Oh Ron, stop doing that to the book. You're ruining perfectly fine reading material." She rolled her eyes at him and then turned to Harry, who was grinning at her. "What? Do I have something on my face?"
Harry let out a friendly laugh and said, "No, Hermione, nothing is on your face. Just that you're such a know-it-all, I would like to outwit you for once."
Hermione smiled and chuckled. "Read Hogwarts: A History for starters.
Harry shook his head playfully and then went back to flipping and scanning through several pages of his Potions book.
Hermione shrugged and went up into her quarters, which she shared with Ginny Wealsey, Ron's only and younger sister. She put her books down carefully and laid back on her bed. She laid back for several minutes and took out the piece of parchment that Malfoy had handed her in a rude manner, of course he was a Malfoy so it was understandable, and she grinned. She has a crush on Draco since her first year, but Draco had forced her to throw away the memories of a first crush by calling her a Mudblood. She chuckled thinking, "I'd better meet him tonight and when I do, I'm going to tell him how I feel about him." She laid back and fell asleep.
Two hours later, she realized that it was going to soon be 4:00 P.M. and she quickly grabbed her things and ran out of the Gryffindor common room. She ran towards the History of Magic classroom and quickly sat down in her seat. "Good, I'm not late. I made it by three minutes," she thought as she breathlessly sat there and got herself together. She wondered what Draco would be doing right now. All during Professor Binns's dreary lecture on the History of the founders of Hogwarts, she daydreamed about why Draco had called her into the library at seven tonight. She shrugged mentally and returned in taking boring notes about Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff, and Salazzar Slytherin. Soon, class was over and she walked over into the Great Hall for dinner. She finished quickly and then rushed out of the Great Hall and headed up towards the library. She took a deep breath as she walked swiftly through the many corridors and hallways of Hogwarts and thought to herself, "Hermione, what have you gotten yourself into?"