A/N=Some references to Dreamy Promises, but you don't need to read that to understand this. Please read and review! (Some encouragement please? )
Beautiful Mudblood (no, Muggleborn)
First year
""Granger, Hermione."
The bushy-haired, pale-faced girl made her way to the stool where the Hat was.
For the first time since the Sorting had started, he looked up with interest.
"Who was that Granger girl?" he asked after the Sorting was over, trying to sound indifferent. "I've heard of other wizarding families from my dad, but not hers."
She's a Gryffindor, idiot. He wouldn't know her!
A Prefect snorted. "That's probably because she's a Mudblood, Malfoy. We don't associate with Mudbloods, in case the journey's befuddled your mind."
Oh, no. A Mudblood?
Never mind. There will be plenty of others.
Yule Ball, 3 years later
Finally, the Triwizard Ball. He knew he was the best-looking of the boys. Pansy looked pretty, too. Though never as good as her, he thought.
He wished he was a champion. Say what they would, but Potter had definitely cheated. How else did he sneak in?
He and Pansy walked into the Great Hall together. His heart skipped a beat.
She was there.
Looking beautiful, delicate, queenly in robes of blue silk, her hair sleek and shining. Dancing with Viktor Krum. Viktor Krum! He seethed with jealousy.
Why did he let Krum get her? Why?
After the war, three years later
Now was the time.
As soon as Potter went off with the Weasley girl and the Weasley boy rejoined his parents, he walked towards her.
She was looking at him.
Breathe in. Out. In. Out.
He was a mess, but he was still handsome. He hoped.
She arched one eyebrow, grinned knowingly.
He didn't stop to think. He ran ahead and kissed her.
"You are beautiful, Muggle-born."
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