Alright, its my first fic. It will turn out to be pure fluff.....I cannot deny that I am a hopeless romantic! Please read and review, I don't care if you flame because if I tell you not to, you will anyway...Enjoy.P
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Hermione stared intensly at her notes, furiously scribbling line after line of the information Snape was shoving at them. With exams looming in less than a week, he was cramming all he could into these four days. When Snape stopped to take a breath, Hermione glanced at her two friends sitting on either side of her. Harry was snoring quietly, with drool coming from his mouth, and Ron sat in his seat, carelessly twirling his quill in the air. She sighed, and continued writing notes on her parchment. The bell rang and every student jumped, cramming their parhment and quills back into their bags and heading out the door. Hermione nudged Harry to wake up and he awakned with a jump, "No Dudley...don't stick your socks in my face...I'm up..I'm up!!" Harry opened his eyes to see the remaining students in Snape's dungeon staring at him, and he looked down, obviously blushing. He grabbed his bag and began to walk out the door. Hermione was still gathering her things, and was soon one of the last students in the classroom, aside from Malfoy who was simply sitting in her seat.P
Hermione began to walk out of the room and Malfoy brushed by her, slamming her to the wall and making all the contents of her bag spill on to the floor. "Watch where you're going next time, Mudblood," Malfoy hissed with a malicious tone in his voice.
"Arrogant jerk!" Hermione shouted at him as he walked out of the room. He turned back to her, an intense look in his gray eyes, staring into her, and Hermione turned away to avoid his gaze. She gathered her things and ran out of Potions, with Malfoy still lingering at the door of Potions.
iWhat was he staring at me for?/i Hermione thought to herself. iPompous fool, probably thinks I have a crush on him like all the other girls at Hogwarts../i Practically all the girls in Hogwarts had a crush of Draco Malfoy, despite his Dark Arts roots. The seventh year boy had grown out of his lanky frame and was acutally quite handsome. Hermione shuddered at the thought of Malfoy being handsome and ran quickly to her next class.
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All during Arithmancy, all Hermione could think about was the way Malfoy's eyes burned into her. She could hardly focus on what the Professor was saying. Hermione was lost in daydreams of Malfoy. Suddenly she made a grimace and realized iwho/i she was thinking about. It disgusted her and when the bell rang, she was still disgusted with herself. Hermione walked slowly to lunch, contimplating what she had been thinking about for an hour. Draco Malfoy. She shuddered again at the thought of it. Hermione was concentrating so hard, she didn't notice that she had walked straight into the Hall and tripped down the steps. Malfoy was walking behind her and gave her a smirking glance and said, "Geez, Granger, maybe we should get you a walker,". He began to laugh, and to Hermione's suprise, anger didn't boil up inside her. She gathered herself and walked to the Gryffindor table and thankfully sat down by Ron and Harry. They were cackling about Proffesor Trelawney predicting Harry's death once again.
"And because the Sun is in the fourth house of Neptune, those born in July will certainly face a most horrible and wretched death by tickling!" Ron mimicked, then both boys doubled over in laughter.
"I certainly was getting sick of those easy deaths," sighed Harry. He noticed Hermione's preoccupation and nudged her, "Whatsa matter, Herm?"
Hermione shrugged and mumbled, "Nothing, just nothing, ok?"
Harry sighed and said, "Okay..whatever Hermione."
Hermione shoved the food around her plate with her fork, and when the bell rang for the next class, she gladly ran ahead of her friends to avoid any further questioning about what was wrong with her.
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Exams were the next day, and Hermione was extremely fretful. It was 1:30 and she was sitting in the Common Room pouring over books on potions, spells, and anything else she could get her hand on. She had skipped dinner, and relented each time her stomach growled in favor of returning to her studies. Finally, as her weary eyes read the last word in iUnCommon Spells for Your Everyday Witch/i, she gave in to her bodies pleas of hunger and went down to the kitchen to get something to eat from the house elves. By now, they knew Hermione because she frequently skipped dinner and over the years, she had started to use the house elves to get some dinner. She walked to the fruit bowl painting and tickled the pear. She opened the door and walked into the kitchen. Only a few elves remained at such a late hour. An older elf rushed to her and asked her what she would like to eat. Sleepily, she rubbed her eyes and told him anything. He rushed around and gave her a plate filled with food. Hermione graciously accepted and started to return to her Common Room.
She was starving and began shoving the food into her mouth and again wasn't watching where she was going. Hermione heard footsteps, but in her weary state thought nothing of them. Suddenly, she felt someone bump into her and she cried out as she fell back on to the cold, stone floor.
"Good God, Granger......can't you iever/i learn to watch where you are going?" screamed an all too familiar voice. Draco.
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Draco was nervous about exams, and left the Slytherin tower to wander the halls, as he often did when I was nervous. As he turned the corner that led to the Great Hall, he noticed a shadowy figure walking towards me. It was oblivious of his presence and continued walking until it bumped into him. It was Hermione Granger. iHah!/i Draco thought triumphantly. iIf anyone knew that Little Miss Head Girl Granger was out wandering the halls at 2 in the morning, she would surely get in trouble./i "Good God, Granger......can't you iever/i learn to watch where you are going?" Draco screamed at her figure, which lay on the ground. She looked up at him, perplexed. In the first year, Draci had thought of her as ugly with her bushy hair and buck teeth, but over the years, Hermione had become beautiful. Her hair had become straight and after the incident where he made her teeth grow past her shoulders, her teeth had become a normal size. He stared at her, amazed that he hadn't noticed how beautiful she was before.
"Uh..I.. was..." she stuttered, obviously at a loss for words, and then retorted with indignation, "Why do you care Malfoy? And why are you out at this hour?"
"Ah, but Granger, you too are wandering the halls," he said.
"Whatever Malfoy, get out of my way! If you tell anyone...ugh!" she replied, annoyed.
"Ooooh! I can see the scandal now, Granger, Head Girl caught breaking the rules!" he called after her. He was intrigued by what she would reply, but she didn't say anything. Curious, Draco ran to her and grabbed her wrist. She turned to him and shot him a dirty look.
"What do you want now? So you caught me wandering the halls. Big deal. Now leave me alone!" she exclaimed angrily. "Jerk.." she muttered under her breath.
He was drawn into this conversation and kept a firm grip on her wrist. "Malfoy," she growled, "Let go of me now!"
"Or what?" he asked, amused.
"Augh, you stupid snotty little prat! Let go of me!" she retorted.
Draco released his grip, and she stomped off. Afraid that Hermione would notify someone, he hurried back into the Slytherin tower, and crawled into the tall, four poster bed. Draco couldn't stop thinking about her. Her being Hermione. He felt ashamed in a way that ihe/i, a Slytherin, had a crush on iher/i a Gryffindor.
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Hermione rubbed her wrist where Draco had violently grabbed her. She had had the strongest urge to give into him, and somewhere back in her mind she had wished that he had kissed her. But she didn't-He was Draco Malfoy, the dirty, ugly Slytherin that she and her friends had despised since their first year at Hogwarts. She soon realized that she was at the door to her room, and silently slipped into her bed. The girl sighed, and realized that she had a huge crush on Draco Malfoy.
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A startling buzz woke Draco up and he shot out of being, rubbing his eyes. He quickly jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He pulled on his robes, and went down to the Great Hall. It suprised him that hardly anyone was in the room, but he sat down at the Slytherin table, with Crabbe and Goyle trailing him and crashing down on either side of him. She sat at the Gryffindor table all alone, with her head bent over her bowl of oatmeal, carelessly stirring it with her spoon. Hermione Granger. He sighed, and ate his breakfast. Hermione stopped eating, and picked her things up and walked out of the Hall. Draco told Crabbe and Goyle to stay at the table and despite their perplexed questions of where he was going, Draco followed Hermione out of the Hall.
She began to walk down an empty hallway and Draco silently trailed her. He couldn't believe he was doing this. Hermione stopped and began to look behind her, and Draco jumped back into a crevice in the wall to avoid her gaze. She shrugged her shoulders and continued walking. Draco resumed his distance and again followed her. Once again, she snapped her head around, but this time she caught Malfoy behind her.
"Malfoy!" she cried.
He cringed and began to work up to his list of insults to hurl back at her. "What, Mudblood?"
Hermione shrunk as the word came out of his mouth, and Draco noticed how sad her eyes looked. "Why the hell are you following me, Ferret Boy?"
Draco smirked and strode up to Hermione and pushed her up against the wall. "Going to the library, Granger. Got a problem?"
His hand was over her shoulder, and a baffled Hermione began to stutter, "I uh, um..." she drew herself up and spat out, "Well, you could have fooled me since the library is that way" pointing to the opposite direction and pushed him away from her.
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Draco had the strongest urge to kiss her at that very instant that she was against the wall. Of course, he restrained. The scandal of a Malfoy kissing that filthy Mudblood was impossible. He would be disowned from his family. When she pushed him back, he was hurt. He couldn't explain it..he just had really wanted to kiss her and having her shoot him down just hurt. He felt like a baffling idiot as she stormed in the opposite direction of him. All the sudden he took my opportunity and shouted her name, "Hermione!"
---ever/i touch me again!" she cried and began to run down the corridor. Why had she done that? Why? She ihad/i wanted him to kiss him! She felt so stupid and ran up to her room where all the others still lay sleeping because it was Saturday. She flopped myself down on her bed and pulled the pillow up to her face and began to sob. iWhy did he have to do that then? And why didn't I let him?/i thought Hermione to herself. She curled up and soon Lavender and Parvati were awakned by her sobs and came over to her bed.
"Herm? Are you okay?" Lavender asked with false concern in her voice. iJust a stupid busybody/i she thought to herself. If she ever told her, or anyone else, that she had an immense crush on Draco Malfoy, it would be all over school.
Parvati put her hands on her hips when Hermione failed to answer and demanded, "Hermione, come on tell us...you know we learned to make the Truth Serum last year!" Hermione shuddered and turned away from them. "Geez! Fine Hermione, don't tell us." They walked away and she pulled the curtains around my bed so they wouldn't see her. Or maybe that she wouldn't have to see them.
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Hermione stared intensly at her notes, furiously scribbling line after line of the information Snape was shoving at them. With exams looming in less than a week, he was cramming all he could into these four days. When Snape stopped to take a breath, Hermione glanced at her two friends sitting on either side of her. Harry was snoring quietly, with drool coming from his mouth, and Ron sat in his seat, carelessly twirling his quill in the air. She sighed, and continued writing notes on her parchment. The bell rang and every student jumped, cramming their parhment and quills back into their bags and heading out the door. Hermione nudged Harry to wake up and he awakned with a jump, "No Dudley...don't stick your socks in my face...I'm up..I'm up!!" Harry opened his eyes to see the remaining students in Snape's dungeon staring at him, and he looked down, obviously blushing. He grabbed his bag and began to walk out the door. Hermione was still gathering her things, and was soon one of the last students in the classroom, aside from Malfoy who was simply sitting in her seat.P
Hermione began to walk out of the room and Malfoy brushed by her, slamming her to the wall and making all the contents of her bag spill on to the floor. "Watch where you're going next time, Mudblood," Malfoy hissed with a malicious tone in his voice.
"Arrogant jerk!" Hermione shouted at him as he walked out of the room. He turned back to her, an intense look in his gray eyes, staring into her, and Hermione turned away to avoid his gaze. She gathered her things and ran out of Potions, with Malfoy still lingering at the door of Potions.
iWhat was he staring at me for?/i Hermione thought to herself. iPompous fool, probably thinks I have a crush on him like all the other girls at Hogwarts../i Practically all the girls in Hogwarts had a crush of Draco Malfoy, despite his Dark Arts roots. The seventh year boy had grown out of his lanky frame and was acutally quite handsome. Hermione shuddered at the thought of Malfoy being handsome and ran quickly to her next class.
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All during Arithmancy, all Hermione could think about was the way Malfoy's eyes burned into her. She could hardly focus on what the Professor was saying. Hermione was lost in daydreams of Malfoy. Suddenly she made a grimace and realized iwho/i she was thinking about. It disgusted her and when the bell rang, she was still disgusted with herself. Hermione walked slowly to lunch, contimplating what she had been thinking about for an hour. Draco Malfoy. She shuddered again at the thought of it. Hermione was concentrating so hard, she didn't notice that she had walked straight into the Hall and tripped down the steps. Malfoy was walking behind her and gave her a smirking glance and said, "Geez, Granger, maybe we should get you a walker,". He began to laugh, and to Hermione's suprise, anger didn't boil up inside her. She gathered herself and walked to the Gryffindor table and thankfully sat down by Ron and Harry. They were cackling about Proffesor Trelawney predicting Harry's death once again.
"And because the Sun is in the fourth house of Neptune, those born in July will certainly face a most horrible and wretched death by tickling!" Ron mimicked, then both boys doubled over in laughter.
"I certainly was getting sick of those easy deaths," sighed Harry. He noticed Hermione's preoccupation and nudged her, "Whatsa matter, Herm?"
Hermione shrugged and mumbled, "Nothing, just nothing, ok?"
Harry sighed and said, "Okay..whatever Hermione."
Hermione shoved the food around her plate with her fork, and when the bell rang for the next class, she gladly ran ahead of her friends to avoid any further questioning about what was wrong with her.
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Exams were the next day, and Hermione was extremely fretful. It was 1:30 and she was sitting in the Common Room pouring over books on potions, spells, and anything else she could get her hand on. She had skipped dinner, and relented each time her stomach growled in favor of returning to her studies. Finally, as her weary eyes read the last word in iUnCommon Spells for Your Everyday Witch/i, she gave in to her bodies pleas of hunger and went down to the kitchen to get something to eat from the house elves. By now, they knew Hermione because she frequently skipped dinner and over the years, she had started to use the house elves to get some dinner. She walked to the fruit bowl painting and tickled the pear. She opened the door and walked into the kitchen. Only a few elves remained at such a late hour. An older elf rushed to her and asked her what she would like to eat. Sleepily, she rubbed her eyes and told him anything. He rushed around and gave her a plate filled with food. Hermione graciously accepted and started to return to her Common Room.
She was starving and began shoving the food into her mouth and again wasn't watching where she was going. Hermione heard footsteps, but in her weary state thought nothing of them. Suddenly, she felt someone bump into her and she cried out as she fell back on to the cold, stone floor.
"Good God, Granger......can't you iever/i learn to watch where you are going?" screamed an all too familiar voice. Draco.
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Draco was nervous about exams, and left the Slytherin tower to wander the halls, as he often did when I was nervous. As he turned the corner that led to the Great Hall, he noticed a shadowy figure walking towards me. It was oblivious of his presence and continued walking until it bumped into him. It was Hermione Granger. iHah!/i Draco thought triumphantly. iIf anyone knew that Little Miss Head Girl Granger was out wandering the halls at 2 in the morning, she would surely get in trouble./i "Good God, Granger......can't you iever/i learn to watch where you are going?" Draco screamed at her figure, which lay on the ground. She looked up at him, perplexed. In the first year, Draci had thought of her as ugly with her bushy hair and buck teeth, but over the years, Hermione had become beautiful. Her hair had become straight and after the incident where he made her teeth grow past her shoulders, her teeth had become a normal size. He stared at her, amazed that he hadn't noticed how beautiful she was before.
"Uh..I.. was..." she stuttered, obviously at a loss for words, and then retorted with indignation, "Why do you care Malfoy? And why are you out at this hour?"
"Ah, but Granger, you too are wandering the halls," he said.
"Whatever Malfoy, get out of my way! If you tell anyone...ugh!" she replied, annoyed.
"Ooooh! I can see the scandal now, Granger, Head Girl caught breaking the rules!" he called after her. He was intrigued by what she would reply, but she didn't say anything. Curious, Draco ran to her and grabbed her wrist. She turned to him and shot him a dirty look.
"What do you want now? So you caught me wandering the halls. Big deal. Now leave me alone!" she exclaimed angrily. "Jerk.." she muttered under her breath.
He was drawn into this conversation and kept a firm grip on her wrist. "Malfoy," she growled, "Let go of me now!"
"Or what?" he asked, amused.
"Augh, you stupid snotty little prat! Let go of me!" she retorted.
Draco released his grip, and she stomped off. Afraid that Hermione would notify someone, he hurried back into the Slytherin tower, and crawled into the tall, four poster bed. Draco couldn't stop thinking about her. Her being Hermione. He felt ashamed in a way that ihe/i, a Slytherin, had a crush on iher/i a Gryffindor.
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Hermione rubbed her wrist where Draco had violently grabbed her. She had had the strongest urge to give into him, and somewhere back in her mind she had wished that he had kissed her. But she didn't-He was Draco Malfoy, the dirty, ugly Slytherin that she and her friends had despised since their first year at Hogwarts. She soon realized that she was at the door to her room, and silently slipped into her bed. The girl sighed, and realized that she had a huge crush on Draco Malfoy.
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A startling buzz woke Draco up and he shot out of being, rubbing his eyes. He quickly jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He pulled on his robes, and went down to the Great Hall. It suprised him that hardly anyone was in the room, but he sat down at the Slytherin table, with Crabbe and Goyle trailing him and crashing down on either side of him. She sat at the Gryffindor table all alone, with her head bent over her bowl of oatmeal, carelessly stirring it with her spoon. Hermione Granger. He sighed, and ate his breakfast. Hermione stopped eating, and picked her things up and walked out of the Hall. Draco told Crabbe and Goyle to stay at the table and despite their perplexed questions of where he was going, Draco followed Hermione out of the Hall.
She began to walk down an empty hallway and Draco silently trailed her. He couldn't believe he was doing this. Hermione stopped and began to look behind her, and Draco jumped back into a crevice in the wall to avoid her gaze. She shrugged her shoulders and continued walking. Draco resumed his distance and again followed her. Once again, she snapped her head around, but this time she caught Malfoy behind her.
"Malfoy!" she cried.
He cringed and began to work up to his list of insults to hurl back at her. "What, Mudblood?"
Hermione shrunk as the word came out of his mouth, and Draco noticed how sad her eyes looked. "Why the hell are you following me, Ferret Boy?"
Draco smirked and strode up to Hermione and pushed her up against the wall. "Going to the library, Granger. Got a problem?"
His hand was over her shoulder, and a baffled Hermione began to stutter, "I uh, um..." she drew herself up and spat out, "Well, you could have fooled me since the library is that way" pointing to the opposite direction and pushed him away from her.
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Draco had the strongest urge to kiss her at that very instant that she was against the wall. Of course, he restrained. The scandal of a Malfoy kissing that filthy Mudblood was impossible. He would be disowned from his family. When she pushed him back, he was hurt. He couldn't explain it..he just had really wanted to kiss her and having her shoot him down just hurt. He felt like a baffling idiot as she stormed in the opposite direction of him. All the sudden he took my opportunity and shouted her name, "Hermione!"
---ever/i touch me again!" she cried and began to run down the corridor. Why had she done that? Why? She ihad/i wanted him to kiss him! She felt so stupid and ran up to her room where all the others still lay sleeping because it was Saturday. She flopped myself down on her bed and pulled the pillow up to her face and began to sob. iWhy did he have to do that then? And why didn't I let him?/i thought Hermione to herself. She curled up and soon Lavender and Parvati were awakned by her sobs and came over to her bed.
"Herm? Are you okay?" Lavender asked with false concern in her voice. iJust a stupid busybody/i she thought to herself. If she ever told her, or anyone else, that she had an immense crush on Draco Malfoy, it would be all over school.
Parvati put her hands on her hips when Hermione failed to answer and demanded, "Hermione, come on tell us...you know we learned to make the Truth Serum last year!" Hermione shuddered and turned away from them. "Geez! Fine Hermione, don't tell us." They walked away and she pulled the curtains around my bed so they wouldn't see her. Or maybe that she wouldn't have to see them.
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