Hello Everyone this is my first time trying to write a story. I was always intrigued by the Harry Potter and gangs. More so i wanted to write something about a forbidden love of Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy. All the Character in this story are owned by ours truly J. K . Rowling. But this part of the story is mine. I truly truly hope you guys enjoy this story. As there is more chapters to come. P. S this story might turned into a mature context along the way. Just giving the heads up.
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As usual the students were assembled together for their breakfast in the Great Hall. And like always the four long tables were filled with the students of respective houses. The teachers were involved with their own thing. The students of Hufflepuff were cheerful like always, Ravenclaw were brainstorming like always (but still could not beat one particular student from Griffindor), and Slytherin were conniving as always but there was something different today. One particular Slythering blond was staring at one bushy haired Griffindor for about the time he entered the hall today to have his breakfast. It looked like he was trying to grab her attention for some unknown reason. She, on the other hand, was doing her last minute editing to her twelve inch long potion essay. Her two best friend were distracting her like usual to help them with their essay but she was ignoring the request.
"C'mon Hermione, help us out a bit, please," pleaded he red head friend Ron. "We all know that you are the kind, sweet, smart and the prettiest girl in this entire world." Ron finished.
"Ya, you are Mione, please, please, cherry on the top please, help us," said her green eyed friend Harry.
Hermione bit her lips in order to stop herself from smiling to their cheesy compliments and said "First of all please find my real best friends, and secondly I won't help you because it would be wrong to help you guys if either of you can't even figure out to do a simple essay. By then I won't be helping you but would be infecting your brains for not giving you chance to develop yourself, know what I mean?"
"So you won't be helping us then, Mione?"
"No Ronald I won't, figure it out yourself."
"Even if we say, PPPLLLLEEEEAAAASSSSSEEEE?" asked Harry by battering his lashes and smiling like a guff.
Hermione chuckled "no Harry even if you said PPPLLLLEEEAASSSEEE."
Both the boys turned away from her pouting their lips and muttering something along the line 'not fair' and 'how rude', but Hermione tuned them out and began to stretch. For some unknown reason her eyes were drawn towards the Slytherin table, and she too was now staring that certain blond Slytherin with the same intensity as he was.
She does not know why she could not take her eyes away from him. He was also feeling the same but he also had other responsibilities to fulfill. Snapping out from his revere he did the first thing he was supposed to do to fulfill his responsibilities. He smiled and then he winked at Hermione Granger.