Chapter 1
Draco's P.O.V
Her face shone in the sunlight as he admired her from afar. He had to be far otherwise he would never live it down if someone knew he had feelings for her. He wasn't allowed to have feelings for her. It was forbidden in his family to be attracted to a person who comes from a non magic family or mudblood as his parents called them.
"Draco, what are you doing?" Crabbe asked him as he looked away from the innocent 13 year old he was torturing.
"Nothing, just enjoying the view" he said not exactly lying.
"Well come on, there's a bunch of 12 year old's by the toilet and they're waiting to use the toilets. I guess we can earn a few pounds..." Crabbe replied vindictively.
Draco turned away from watching Hermione. If only she liked him back then maybe he could convince his parents and everyone else that people who are different from them aren't exactly too bad, but that was never going to happen and he had to live with that fact. Waking away, he couldn't help but look back and just think what if...and that's when noticed he had truly deep feelings for Hermione...
Hermione's P.O.V
Hermione had her head buried deep into Hogwarts: A History; looking for extra information to absorb. She'd already read it about a 100 times but that didn't stop her from enjoying it. There was chaos coming from the grounds on the other side. She looked up and spotted a blonde haired boy with sparkling grey eyes boring into her eyes. She tried to distract herself but had a great difficulty to look the other way. His name was Draco. The same boy who had tortured her best friends for 5 years yet she still had a soft spot for him. She let a small wrinkled smile play on her lips and then went back to reading her books. Hermione knew that Draco never meant any harm, that he didn't want things to be like this. He just doesn't take well to rejection, and by that I mean when Harry rejected Draco's appeal to be friends. What would her friends think if they knew what she was thinking right now? They would think she'd lost her marbles, that she was contorting with the enemy. It's true. Her friends had always thought Draco was evil but Hermione knew better. She knew that deep within was a lost soul desperately trying to find the way home.
"Hey 'Mione" she heard Ron's call for her and tried to sweep away what she was thinking.
"Yes Ron?" She answered his call.
"what's the answer to question 4?" he asked, peeking round to look at Hermione's answers.
"For Gods sake Ron!" Hermione replied trying not to shout " Look in the book and maybe you'll find some answers instead of just trying to copy mine" and with that she walked away using it as an excuse to get away from Draco. That's when she knew that she had truly deep feelings for Draco...