Summary: Hermione hates Draco Malfoy, or does she? When she and Draco are paired up for class, will it bring them closer? Or just tear them apart? (I suck at Summarys, but please read its alot better than it sounds.) R&R!!!!
Authors Note: Hey, My name is Michelle and this is my first attept at writing a FanFic. I really hope you enjoy it, I have worked hard on it. R&R! Thankz!
Pairings: Harry/Hermione/? Ron/? Hermione/Draco
Rated: 13
:..*...:Chapter One: Confusing Feelings:..*..:
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"...As I was saying, Qudditch this year is going to be great! I have come up with new plays, we also have tryouts this week..." Hermione sighed as Harry dragged on about Quidditch to Ron; It was all they talked about. Quidditch this, and Quidditch that. She liked the sport, but hearing about it all day and everyday gets sort of annoying. Looking at her plate of food, she got lost in her own thoughts. Now in her 6th year, Hermione was 16 years old. Her hair wasn't bushy; but long, and wavy with a certain reddish tint to it. She had grown taller, but not too much,had curves any woman would be jealous of, had perfectly straight teeth and filled out in all the right places.
Thats not all the changs this 16 year old went through. She was also, no longer a bookworm and study freak. 5 years of Harry and Ron's lazyiness wore off on her, and she was now care free and layed back. Plus, now days she also dressed alot more showey then necessary. Hermione's bright amber eyes scanned the Great Hall. Everyone had went over some changes or another during the summer, but lots did not. "...try out for chaser Hermione?" Harry asked his friend, not noticing she was off in her own little world. "Mione?"
Hermione snapped out of her thoughts, turning to Harry whom had a concered look on his face. "What Harry?" He licked his lips, and opened his mouth to say something up a loud, and deafing wail filled the Great Hall. Everyone turned their attention to the Slytherin table; where the noise came from. Pansy Parkinson. She was sitting beside Draco Malfoy, the trio's enemy wailing like mad. "Bloody Hell, would someone shut that slut up!" someone called from the other end of the Slytherin table, and the great hall laughed.
Looking at Draco, he was glaring at Pansy with such hatered; even more than he when he looked at the Trio. "Drakie!!!!!!!! WHY?!?" Pansy wailed, and covered her face to sob loudly. Hermione couldn't help but laugh; and feel sorry for him all at the same time. A Crash was heard, and Draco got up; storming out of the Great Hall. Hermione shook her head, turning to her two bestfriends who had tears from laughing. A small spread across Hermione's face too. "That.Was.Hilarious." Ron managed to say inbetween breaths. Harry nodded in agreement, unable to speak. "It was funny, but nobody deserves to be hounded by Pansy no matter who they are." Hermione said, as she gathered up her books.
"Where are you going Mione?" Harry asked, not fully recovered from laughing. Hermione slipped on her backpack and smiled. "The Library," The boys looked at each other, then Hermione. "Don't worry. I didn't do the homework assignment for McGonagall we were supposed to do this summer. I'm going to do it now." With a good-bye, Hermione disappeared from the Great Hall. Of course, the hallways were empty so the only sound was the sound of her footsteps echoing. When she rounded a corner; she bumped into something or someone cause she fell flat on her bum. "You need to watch out where your going mudblood!" A cold and harsh voice spat at her from above. Knowing fully well who it was; much to her dislike. "You know Malfoy, you could learn some manners." Hermione snapped as she got to her feet with no help from the blonde Slytherin.
He smirked at her, "I have Manners. But only to ladies." SMACK. Hermione slapped him across his face with all her might; which sent him saggering. "You need to grow up Malfoy! But knowing you, you won't. You'll always be a spolied little rich kid who gets whatever the hell he wants." She sneered, and turned on her heel; walking away from him.
Draco Malfoy stared after her. It was the second time she had hit him, and he didn't do anything. Why? He didn't know. He was thinking about that commet he made, having Manners only to ladies. He sighed, also thinking about what she had said to him. Shaking his head; he walked to the Slytherin tower, Hermione's words still haunting him.
The dim light in the library made it hard to see but Hermione finished her report. Pushing the doors open to the library, Hermione headed to her first class; Potions. Checking her watch, her eyes widened. She was atleast 5 min late. Breaking into a run, she rushed through the halls and skidded to a halt infront of her Potions class. Pushing the large metal door open, she stepped inside. All heads turned to see who came in, and Professer Snape looked up from his desk. "Ah, Ms. Granger. So nice to grace us with your presence. Why were you late?"
"I was in the library Sir." Hermione said through clentched teeth, trying not to smart mouth him. She had a serious case of that too. "Pitty. Take your seat,dont be late again and 20 points from Gryffindor." The Slytherins snickered, and the Gryffindors glared at them. Taking her seat inbetween Harry and Ron, she got out her Parchment,ink and quill. "Hey Mione, we are reading up on Polyjuice potions, then we are being put into pairs to make it but the end of this wek." Harry told her in a hushed voice, hoping not to be heard by Snape.
Hermione smiled, remembering their second year when she brewed the potion to transfer Harry and Ron into Crabbe and Goyle to get information from Malfoy. This would be easy. Opening her book to the right page, she just stared at it. Soon, Snape go up and told them all to shut them. "Now, I will give you your partners. You will work with them, and I don't wanna hear nothing about it." The class groaned nothing full well what was coming. "Potter,Parkinson. Weasley,Goyle. Longbottom,Crabbe.Granger,Malfoy..." He went on with the rest of the students. Hermione glared up at her teacher,gathered up her books and walked over to Malfoy.
Slamming her stuff on the table, she sat down; moving her chair away from him. "Its no picnic for me either Mudblood." He sneered, and she turned to him. "You really need to get some new material Malfoy. Mudblood isnt getting old, it is old." She smiled sweetly, and turned back to her books on the table. Draco scowled, but said nothing. They were only taking notes, but soon would make the potion.
The sound of quills scratching on Parchment filled the air. Hermione finished up hers before everyone; out of habit. Leaning back in her chair, her gaze went to the blonde beside her. Indeed, he was in her enemy but there was no denying he was hot. His hair was no longer slicked back, having some of his hair fall over his forehead; making him look a hell of alot sexier. His shoulders had broadened, lets just say quidditch did his body good. His skin wasn't as pale as normal, it had a bronze colour like what you get from being in the sun. And god, his eyes. They were the clearest,icest blue eyes she had ever seen. ~Stop it Granger, he is your enemy!!!~ Hermione mentally yelled at herself.
Draco must have noticed someone looking at him, cause he looked up at caught Hermione looking at him. He smirked, "Gee Granger, I know I look good but you can stop looking at me like could eat me with a spoon." Hermione looked up, and their eyes locked. Looking away quickly, Hermione blushed. Draco smiled to himself and kept working.
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"You know Hermione, you should try out this friday. You are a bloody fantastic chaser." Ron told her when they sat down in the common room. Harry took out the sign up sheet and handed it to his friend. Hermione thought about it, and sighed. "Alright, I'll sign." She grabbed a quill and dipped in ink. Writing her name in perfectly good cursive, she handed the sheet back to Harry who was beaming. "Wonderful! You will be great Mione!" Hermione smiled, and shurgged. True, she was a good chaser but she never thought of actually being on the team before.
"I guess. Listen, I'm going for a walk." When she stood up, Ron and Harry offered to go with her. But she told them not now, and left the common room. Intruth, she needed to be alone. She was confused on why she felt a shiver of pleasure down her spin when her and Draco locked eyes earlier. She had never had those kind of feelings for him before, and she was scared. She didn't like Draco, atleast she thought she didn't.
She sat underneth the tree beside the lake, and watched the water. It was almost time for dinner, but she didn't care. She wasn't hungry. The cool wind blew, and she shivered. Foot steps came from behind her and a twig snapped. She whiped around and saw Draco walking to the lake; his head down. Scooting behind the tree, she watched him. He changed his path and went to the edge of the island. Hermione got up and followed him;curious.
He looked down, and Hermione hid behind a tower. The smell of salt water was in the air, and the sound of the waves crashing roughly against the island. When Draco looked up and over the water, and to the sky; the breath caught in Hermione's throat. It was almost night fall and what was left of the sun outlined Draco; making him look like an angel. Then she noticed a single tear fall down his faceand off the edge. ~Draco Malfoy? Crying?~ She thought to herself, and wondered how his face could stay emotionless,straight and tears fall down his face.
Hermione's stomache turned, thinking about what could hurt him so much to make him cry. She felt sorry for him; and for some reason wanted to run over there and comfort him. Shaking the thought out of her mind, she watched him still. His hair blowing in the wind; Hermione wanting to run her fingers through it. Hermione moved away from the tower, and walked back to the Castle.
The image of Draco standing there;permently locked in her mind, she walked into the common room once more. Ron and Harry walked up to her, smiles on their faces. "Hey Mione! Lets go, its time for dinner." She nodded, not speaking and followed her two friends out the door. When the arrived at the Great Hall, Hermione automaticly looked over at the Slytherin table; not seeing Draco anywhere. She sighed and sat down with her friends. The tables where empty, and Dumbledore stood up when ll the students where inside. "Students, I have an anoucement to make. This friday we will have a welcome back dance. All years are invited. Students 1st year to 3rd can stay until 10:00pm. 4th years through 5th can stay until 11:00pm. 6th and 7th years can stay till the end, which is 1:00am. The dance starts at 6. There will also be a trip to Hogsmead thursday. With that said, Tuck in!" All four tables filled with food, and everyone began to eat.
Throught dinner, Hermione kept stealing looks over at the Slytherin table; still no sign of Draco. Forgetting she hated him; she worried about him. Of course, if she told Harry and Ron this they would sent her to St. Mongos. She brushed a strand of hair that fell in her eyes and looked up when the Great Hall doors opened. Draco Malfoy walked in, and sat over at the Slytherin table;not looking at anyone. Relief spread through Hermione, and she didn't know why.
She began to ear her food, even though she wasn't hungrey. "Mione, are you okay?" She turned to see Ron and Harry looking at her plainly worried. "Huh?" Harry shook his head, looking at her as if she would break any second. "Did you ask me something?" Ron smiled and nodded, "Yeah, we were talking about how Quid..."
"You know! I better get going. I'll see yall in the common room." She cut Ron off in mid sentence. She left her untouched food, and glanced at Draco who was laughing and talking like nothing happened. She shook her head and left the Great Hall.
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Please Review so I should know If I should write more chapters or not...
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Authors Note: Hey, My name is Michelle and this is my first attept at writing a FanFic. I really hope you enjoy it, I have worked hard on it. R&R! Thankz!
Pairings: Harry/Hermione/? Ron/? Hermione/Draco
Rated: 13
:..*...:Chapter One: Confusing Feelings:..*..:
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"...As I was saying, Qudditch this year is going to be great! I have come up with new plays, we also have tryouts this week..." Hermione sighed as Harry dragged on about Quidditch to Ron; It was all they talked about. Quidditch this, and Quidditch that. She liked the sport, but hearing about it all day and everyday gets sort of annoying. Looking at her plate of food, she got lost in her own thoughts. Now in her 6th year, Hermione was 16 years old. Her hair wasn't bushy; but long, and wavy with a certain reddish tint to it. She had grown taller, but not too much,had curves any woman would be jealous of, had perfectly straight teeth and filled out in all the right places.
Thats not all the changs this 16 year old went through. She was also, no longer a bookworm and study freak. 5 years of Harry and Ron's lazyiness wore off on her, and she was now care free and layed back. Plus, now days she also dressed alot more showey then necessary. Hermione's bright amber eyes scanned the Great Hall. Everyone had went over some changes or another during the summer, but lots did not. "...try out for chaser Hermione?" Harry asked his friend, not noticing she was off in her own little world. "Mione?"
Hermione snapped out of her thoughts, turning to Harry whom had a concered look on his face. "What Harry?" He licked his lips, and opened his mouth to say something up a loud, and deafing wail filled the Great Hall. Everyone turned their attention to the Slytherin table; where the noise came from. Pansy Parkinson. She was sitting beside Draco Malfoy, the trio's enemy wailing like mad. "Bloody Hell, would someone shut that slut up!" someone called from the other end of the Slytherin table, and the great hall laughed.
Looking at Draco, he was glaring at Pansy with such hatered; even more than he when he looked at the Trio. "Drakie!!!!!!!! WHY?!?" Pansy wailed, and covered her face to sob loudly. Hermione couldn't help but laugh; and feel sorry for him all at the same time. A Crash was heard, and Draco got up; storming out of the Great Hall. Hermione shook her head, turning to her two bestfriends who had tears from laughing. A small spread across Hermione's face too. "That.Was.Hilarious." Ron managed to say inbetween breaths. Harry nodded in agreement, unable to speak. "It was funny, but nobody deserves to be hounded by Pansy no matter who they are." Hermione said, as she gathered up her books.
"Where are you going Mione?" Harry asked, not fully recovered from laughing. Hermione slipped on her backpack and smiled. "The Library," The boys looked at each other, then Hermione. "Don't worry. I didn't do the homework assignment for McGonagall we were supposed to do this summer. I'm going to do it now." With a good-bye, Hermione disappeared from the Great Hall. Of course, the hallways were empty so the only sound was the sound of her footsteps echoing. When she rounded a corner; she bumped into something or someone cause she fell flat on her bum. "You need to watch out where your going mudblood!" A cold and harsh voice spat at her from above. Knowing fully well who it was; much to her dislike. "You know Malfoy, you could learn some manners." Hermione snapped as she got to her feet with no help from the blonde Slytherin.
He smirked at her, "I have Manners. But only to ladies." SMACK. Hermione slapped him across his face with all her might; which sent him saggering. "You need to grow up Malfoy! But knowing you, you won't. You'll always be a spolied little rich kid who gets whatever the hell he wants." She sneered, and turned on her heel; walking away from him.
Draco Malfoy stared after her. It was the second time she had hit him, and he didn't do anything. Why? He didn't know. He was thinking about that commet he made, having Manners only to ladies. He sighed, also thinking about what she had said to him. Shaking his head; he walked to the Slytherin tower, Hermione's words still haunting him.
The dim light in the library made it hard to see but Hermione finished her report. Pushing the doors open to the library, Hermione headed to her first class; Potions. Checking her watch, her eyes widened. She was atleast 5 min late. Breaking into a run, she rushed through the halls and skidded to a halt infront of her Potions class. Pushing the large metal door open, she stepped inside. All heads turned to see who came in, and Professer Snape looked up from his desk. "Ah, Ms. Granger. So nice to grace us with your presence. Why were you late?"
"I was in the library Sir." Hermione said through clentched teeth, trying not to smart mouth him. She had a serious case of that too. "Pitty. Take your seat,dont be late again and 20 points from Gryffindor." The Slytherins snickered, and the Gryffindors glared at them. Taking her seat inbetween Harry and Ron, she got out her Parchment,ink and quill. "Hey Mione, we are reading up on Polyjuice potions, then we are being put into pairs to make it but the end of this wek." Harry told her in a hushed voice, hoping not to be heard by Snape.
Hermione smiled, remembering their second year when she brewed the potion to transfer Harry and Ron into Crabbe and Goyle to get information from Malfoy. This would be easy. Opening her book to the right page, she just stared at it. Soon, Snape go up and told them all to shut them. "Now, I will give you your partners. You will work with them, and I don't wanna hear nothing about it." The class groaned nothing full well what was coming. "Potter,Parkinson. Weasley,Goyle. Longbottom,Crabbe.Granger,Malfoy..." He went on with the rest of the students. Hermione glared up at her teacher,gathered up her books and walked over to Malfoy.
Slamming her stuff on the table, she sat down; moving her chair away from him. "Its no picnic for me either Mudblood." He sneered, and she turned to him. "You really need to get some new material Malfoy. Mudblood isnt getting old, it is old." She smiled sweetly, and turned back to her books on the table. Draco scowled, but said nothing. They were only taking notes, but soon would make the potion.
The sound of quills scratching on Parchment filled the air. Hermione finished up hers before everyone; out of habit. Leaning back in her chair, her gaze went to the blonde beside her. Indeed, he was in her enemy but there was no denying he was hot. His hair was no longer slicked back, having some of his hair fall over his forehead; making him look a hell of alot sexier. His shoulders had broadened, lets just say quidditch did his body good. His skin wasn't as pale as normal, it had a bronze colour like what you get from being in the sun. And god, his eyes. They were the clearest,icest blue eyes she had ever seen. ~Stop it Granger, he is your enemy!!!~ Hermione mentally yelled at herself.
Draco must have noticed someone looking at him, cause he looked up at caught Hermione looking at him. He smirked, "Gee Granger, I know I look good but you can stop looking at me like could eat me with a spoon." Hermione looked up, and their eyes locked. Looking away quickly, Hermione blushed. Draco smiled to himself and kept working.
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"You know Hermione, you should try out this friday. You are a bloody fantastic chaser." Ron told her when they sat down in the common room. Harry took out the sign up sheet and handed it to his friend. Hermione thought about it, and sighed. "Alright, I'll sign." She grabbed a quill and dipped in ink. Writing her name in perfectly good cursive, she handed the sheet back to Harry who was beaming. "Wonderful! You will be great Mione!" Hermione smiled, and shurgged. True, she was a good chaser but she never thought of actually being on the team before.
"I guess. Listen, I'm going for a walk." When she stood up, Ron and Harry offered to go with her. But she told them not now, and left the common room. Intruth, she needed to be alone. She was confused on why she felt a shiver of pleasure down her spin when her and Draco locked eyes earlier. She had never had those kind of feelings for him before, and she was scared. She didn't like Draco, atleast she thought she didn't.
She sat underneth the tree beside the lake, and watched the water. It was almost time for dinner, but she didn't care. She wasn't hungry. The cool wind blew, and she shivered. Foot steps came from behind her and a twig snapped. She whiped around and saw Draco walking to the lake; his head down. Scooting behind the tree, she watched him. He changed his path and went to the edge of the island. Hermione got up and followed him;curious.
He looked down, and Hermione hid behind a tower. The smell of salt water was in the air, and the sound of the waves crashing roughly against the island. When Draco looked up and over the water, and to the sky; the breath caught in Hermione's throat. It was almost night fall and what was left of the sun outlined Draco; making him look like an angel. Then she noticed a single tear fall down his faceand off the edge. ~Draco Malfoy? Crying?~ She thought to herself, and wondered how his face could stay emotionless,straight and tears fall down his face.
Hermione's stomache turned, thinking about what could hurt him so much to make him cry. She felt sorry for him; and for some reason wanted to run over there and comfort him. Shaking the thought out of her mind, she watched him still. His hair blowing in the wind; Hermione wanting to run her fingers through it. Hermione moved away from the tower, and walked back to the Castle.
The image of Draco standing there;permently locked in her mind, she walked into the common room once more. Ron and Harry walked up to her, smiles on their faces. "Hey Mione! Lets go, its time for dinner." She nodded, not speaking and followed her two friends out the door. When the arrived at the Great Hall, Hermione automaticly looked over at the Slytherin table; not seeing Draco anywhere. She sighed and sat down with her friends. The tables where empty, and Dumbledore stood up when ll the students where inside. "Students, I have an anoucement to make. This friday we will have a welcome back dance. All years are invited. Students 1st year to 3rd can stay until 10:00pm. 4th years through 5th can stay until 11:00pm. 6th and 7th years can stay till the end, which is 1:00am. The dance starts at 6. There will also be a trip to Hogsmead thursday. With that said, Tuck in!" All four tables filled with food, and everyone began to eat.
Throught dinner, Hermione kept stealing looks over at the Slytherin table; still no sign of Draco. Forgetting she hated him; she worried about him. Of course, if she told Harry and Ron this they would sent her to St. Mongos. She brushed a strand of hair that fell in her eyes and looked up when the Great Hall doors opened. Draco Malfoy walked in, and sat over at the Slytherin table;not looking at anyone. Relief spread through Hermione, and she didn't know why.
She began to ear her food, even though she wasn't hungrey. "Mione, are you okay?" She turned to see Ron and Harry looking at her plainly worried. "Huh?" Harry shook his head, looking at her as if she would break any second. "Did you ask me something?" Ron smiled and nodded, "Yeah, we were talking about how Quid..."
"You know! I better get going. I'll see yall in the common room." She cut Ron off in mid sentence. She left her untouched food, and glanced at Draco who was laughing and talking like nothing happened. She shook her head and left the Great Hall.
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