A.N. Hi guys! This is my first fanfic... Hope you like it!
Hermione Granger sat on the edge of her bed in her dormitory brushing her hair. It was the start of her sixth at Hogwarts and she felt ecstatic. Her parents had taken her skiing over the summer holidays and considering it was a muggle sport, she loved it and couldn't wait to go again. A smile crept on to her lips as she reminisced over the snowy slopes. Over the summer she had also been exchanging plenty of owls with Harry and Ron. Harry was lucky enough to be staying with Ron at the Burrow instead of at Privet Drive with his muggle relatives. Hermione had been told, in deep description, about all the quidditch games they had attempted to play with half the normal number of players AND in the Weasley's cramped back garden. She found these letters uninteresting for she cared little for flying, however she always sent a bright and happy reply back. Harry had also apparently been on a private trip with Dumbledore. They said that the trip had been something to do with the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher but they wouldn't tell her a single word more.
Hermione met up with Harry and Ron in the Great Hall for their sixth grand opening feast. She was waiting in anticipation to see who the the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher was. However her thoughts began to wonder during the annual sorting. She looked around the tremendously decorated Great Hall. It was transformed from its usual sensible self with streamers in the house colours, bright tablecloths, luminous lamps and mouth-watering dishes. On top of all of that the house ghosts swooped around clinking goblets of mead and singing merrily. The whole hall was filled with the clatter of plates and the excited chatter of the young witches and wizards. Hermione looked across the house tables. Her eyes scanned across the sunnily decorated hufflepuff table.
Justin Finch-Fletchley was chatting amiably to Susan Bones who was laughing as he helped brush out the yellow confetti in her hair. Hermione's smile soon faded as she caught sight of the sarcastic Zacharias Smith and she turned her head in the other direction. There she saw the deep green slytherin table. There sat Draco Malfoy, cocky as ever, twirling his fork round his fingers, clearly flirting with Pansy Parkinson. Pansy's high pitched giggles only seemed to please him more as he smiled charmingly at her. Hermione wanted to draw her eyes away but that smile was hypnotising.
Those teeth were too perfect...
Harry nudged her,
"What are you staring at?"
"N-nothing," stuttered Hermione sheepishly.
At the end of the feast Hermione distractedly said goodnight to Harry and Ron and rushed up to her bedroom. She took deep breaths. Why did she suddenly find her arch enemy attractive? Why did she almost feel jealous of Pansy? She sighed and decided that she would sleep on it. Hopefully she would feel different in the morning.
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