Title: Porcelain skin in the moonlight
Genre: Romance/Humor
Pairing: Draco/Hermione
Dedication: I am writing this for Mev because the last one I wrote for her was not what I wanted it to be... Red Dress and Golden Hair...hope this one will be better.
Warning: I am not sure how this will turn out. I want it to be a bit fast but I will also explain a lot as we go along. Harry and Ginny and Ron and Luna, are the other important pairings. R-and-R
Disclaimer: All character go to J.K. Rowling, I only own the newfound feelings and friendships, my mind, and computer.
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+Only Day One+
"The necklace has more authority than that of the thought to give it away." Hermione whispered to herself while eyeing the piece of jewelry in her hand. She had received it at the breakfast mail service and since then kept it in her pocket, only to keep pulling it out. There was no note attached to the jewelry and it was delivered by the most beautiful bird she had seen. A black bird with white feathers every few. The eyes glowed in a gray manor, almost icy. Around the neck of the bird was a sign that read, My name? Hermione pulled it off of the bird and wrote, Achaia.
Now, the necklace was a white gold locket, sealed shut Hermione had already tried every spell and then some to open it up, with a bright blue heart gem on top of it. On the back, a secret... was written on it. Hermione picked the necklace up again when Draco Malfoy walked into the head boy-and-girl dorms.
"Shit," Hermione mumbled under her breath, "what a long year and it is only day one."
"Does my presence bother you that much?" Draco asked while placing himself into a seat.
Hermione turned fast to look at him properly for the first time in all seven years...yeah right, 'the first time she looked at him properly for the first time in all seven years' more like she stared at him again for the first time since seventh year started. He was still slightly elegant, had a beautiful body, and wonderful facial features. Maybe if her long time secret crush didn't make much haste it wouldn't be that bad...
"Granger! Staring isn't necessarily the best way to answer someone who has asked you a question." Draco called from the seat he placed himself in, turning the page in his book.
Hermione gave a him a sweet smile, stopping short when she realized who it was and said, "No..."
"No? What?"
"Just no."
"Very well." Draco cringed as she 'sweetly smiled' again.
"Good evening, Malfoy." she turned and walked to the left door and gasped.
"Never seen a bed before, Granger?" Draco asked as he and his book went into the right door.
Piss off, Draco! Hermione didn't say anything just walked into her room. She sat on her bed after closing the door and looked over at her nightstand where there were easily two dozen roses in a vase, next to the vase was a note that read; Achaia? Well, know me by that now. Can you forgive? I can't seem to be able to do so but others may be able to. Here are 52 roses for each day that I have made you look bad or that I have looked like an arse in your lovely almonds. Signing off here, Achaia.
Hermione flipped over the paper and wrote, Achaia, I forgive and forget. But mostly I forgive you. I have no idea whom you are but does that really matter? Nah. 52 times? Why count and remember? Hermione vowed to give that to the bird the next time she came across him. She was pulling off her robes when the necklace fell out so she placed it on the letter.
She walked over to the bathroom, turned and walked back to her necklace picked it up and carried it over to the bathroom with her. She placed the necklace on the counter and brushed her teeth all the while looking at the necklace. When she finished she looked at herself in the mirror, over the summer she had grown into her body; more curves and firmer breast, her legs seemed too slender and her butt was quiet nice. She took off her white top and took another look at herself only this time she saw herself in a bra and skirt. Her hair, longer straighter with controlled curls was now getting washed in the sink so she could style it in the morning. When she pulled her head up and felt behind her for a towel she found a bare chest instead. She turned in shock and big brown eyes met equally big grey eyes. She reached behind Draco for a towel, wrapped her head up and turned to leave.
"Ahem... Granger your necklace." Draco spoke to her back.
Hermione froze, not about to turn around again, then she felt it loop around her neck. She turned her head and saw Draco's face only inches from hers. Her face now a bright red, felt her neck and luckily wrapped ears go red too. Draco finally got it closed but let his fingers linger a bit longer than needed.
"Thank you." Hermione croaked embarrassedly, hoping that he would not let her go. No move was made from him so to test her luck she took a step forward. The hands around her neck tightened slightly then they slowly slipped away. She turned her head to the left and saw that Draco was watching her through the mirror. She opened her mouth but closed it again and walked back into her room closing her side of the door. She stripped her clothing and pulled on a t-shirt and shorts.
Shit, why him?
Why who?
What the hell?
Achaia here.
What?
Through the necklace, hon.
Oh...right...Draco Malfoy.
Yes, ma'am?
That is who I am talking about.
Oh, right. Um...what about 'why him?'
Well not sure you want to hear.
Try me.
I think that I love him...and if so then that is why I can't date anyone. He is just lovely and ugh, so annoying. Why him?
Oh...really?
Yepp, look Achaia I am really tired and I am not too sure that this is happening...but...I will talk to you later, maybe. Good night then.
Sweet dreams, honey. Draco thought before smiling to himself. Maybe this will work after all.
