*~* Evanescent Enchantment *~*
*~*~* Chapter One *~*~*
It was early in October during her seventh year at Hogwarts when Hermione Granger was taking a walk through the gardens on the school grounds. With her patrolling duties as Head Girl, she took advantage of the opportunity to be alone.
'Why am I so miserable,' she thought to herself. It had been almost two months since she had really laughed or smiled, and she began to wonder if she still could. Harry and Ron weren't much help either, constantly reminding her of who she had to share the Head Tower with - Draco Malfoy. She groaned in disgust at the thought of him and the hell he had put her through for six years already. This year was going to be the worst yet.
Not watching where she was going, Hermione stumbled into something on the shaded pathway. "Sorry," she muttered and kept walking.
"Hermione is something wrong?" asked the girl who had been run into.
"Oh. Hi Ginny. No, I'm okay. I just need to think," she stammered.
"Are you sure? Cause you've seemed pretty down in the dumps lately. Is everything okay?" Ginny inquired, hoping to get Hermione to say something other than 'I need to think' or 'I need to be alone'.
"Well, it's just that, I went out with this guy, Dan, a couple times over the summer, and I really liked him, but he cheated on me. He broke my heart and I don't know if I'll ever get over him," she said as her eyes welled up.
"Oh my gosh, Hermione. How come you never said anything before?"
"I guess I just didn't want anyone to think I was being weak, you know? Not wanting to let go and all. I don't know. Maybe I am weak," Hermione said.
"No. You are not weak. You're one of the strongest people I know," Ginny said, trying to comfort and cheer up Hermione.
"Thanks Ginny. I like being able to talk to someone. See you later!"
"Bye."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Back in the Head Tower Common Room, Draco lay on one of the many couches, ruffling his hair as he tried to figure out the answers to his Transfiguration homework. 'Why does McGonagall insist on making my life hell?' he thought. Glancing at his watch, which said 12:30 AM, he wondered, 'And where is Granger? Not that I care'. He decided to go to bed, leaving his work for the morning.
As he entered his dormitory, he thought about Hermione. Her body had finished developing about a year ago, and her hair was straighter and thinner than it had been the year before. And in fourth year, thanks in large part to himself, her teeth had "grown" to a normal size for a human. 'Damn, she's hot,' he thought. 'What am I thinking?!? She's a Mudblood!'
"God I need to get a life!" he said out loud before drifting off to sleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Purple iris," Hermione whispered to the girl in the portrait, who swung aside allowing her to enter the common room.
'I wonder what time it is,' she thought, and looked at the clock on the mantel. 2 AM. 'Gees. I can't believe I was out walking for so long. Draco is probably sleeping. Did I just call him Draco? Oh well. He's so gorgeous. I bet he looks even cuter when he's asleep-' her thoughts continued to dwell on Draco as she quietly walked to her room.
Hermione wasn't even remotely tired as she donned her pajamas, so she rummaged through her trunk for a book. Settling on 'Hogwarts- A History', she sat on her bed and began reading. Within ten minutes, she tossed the book back in her trunk. She had practically memorized the book, and it was no good to read anymore.
Tiptoeing quietly up the stairs to Draco's room, Hermione desired to watch him sleep. 'God, I'm so predictable,' she thought. She quietly opened his door and heard him roll over in his bed. She moved silently across the room to his bedside, not taking her eyes off of him for even a second, and sat in his chair.
Taking his hand in her own, she quietly said, "Draco, I think I have a crush on you."
"What!?!" Draco hollered in shock, sitting up straight in bed.
"Oh my God!" Hermione shrieked and ran out of the room. She couldn't believe she actually said that out loud. and he heard! She could never look at him again.
Reaching her room, she slammed the door and locked it. Jumping on her bed, she buried her face in her pillow and sobbed until she heard a knock at her door.
"Hermione? Can I talk to you?" It, of course, was Draco.
"Go away! I don't want to talk to you! I don't want to see your face again!" She screamed. 'Okay, that's a lie,' she admitted to herself. The door knob jiggled and she sat up and stared at the door.
"Hermione let me in. I heard what you said, obviously, and I have to admit I'm actually flattered. You were the last girl I expected to like me that way. Please let me in," he pleaded.
"Fine! I'll let you in. Hold on," she muttered. She unlocked her door and held it open for Draco. "I can't believe I said that to you."
"Why?" he asked.
"Because! Me. having a crush on you. That's just not right. I mean, we're supposed to bitter enemies and now I have feel-"
He cut her off mid-sentence by grabbing her around the waist and drawing her into a long, passionate kiss.
"W- What was that for?" Hermione demanded.
"I have a crush on you to," Draco admitted. Turning on his heel, he closed her door and continued on to his own room. 'Did I just kiss Granger?' he asked himself right before he fell asleep.
~ AN ~ This is my first FanFic. I know it's kind of cheesy right now but I promise it will get better. Please review!!!
*~*~* Chapter One *~*~*
It was early in October during her seventh year at Hogwarts when Hermione Granger was taking a walk through the gardens on the school grounds. With her patrolling duties as Head Girl, she took advantage of the opportunity to be alone.
'Why am I so miserable,' she thought to herself. It had been almost two months since she had really laughed or smiled, and she began to wonder if she still could. Harry and Ron weren't much help either, constantly reminding her of who she had to share the Head Tower with - Draco Malfoy. She groaned in disgust at the thought of him and the hell he had put her through for six years already. This year was going to be the worst yet.
Not watching where she was going, Hermione stumbled into something on the shaded pathway. "Sorry," she muttered and kept walking.
"Hermione is something wrong?" asked the girl who had been run into.
"Oh. Hi Ginny. No, I'm okay. I just need to think," she stammered.
"Are you sure? Cause you've seemed pretty down in the dumps lately. Is everything okay?" Ginny inquired, hoping to get Hermione to say something other than 'I need to think' or 'I need to be alone'.
"Well, it's just that, I went out with this guy, Dan, a couple times over the summer, and I really liked him, but he cheated on me. He broke my heart and I don't know if I'll ever get over him," she said as her eyes welled up.
"Oh my gosh, Hermione. How come you never said anything before?"
"I guess I just didn't want anyone to think I was being weak, you know? Not wanting to let go and all. I don't know. Maybe I am weak," Hermione said.
"No. You are not weak. You're one of the strongest people I know," Ginny said, trying to comfort and cheer up Hermione.
"Thanks Ginny. I like being able to talk to someone. See you later!"
"Bye."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Back in the Head Tower Common Room, Draco lay on one of the many couches, ruffling his hair as he tried to figure out the answers to his Transfiguration homework. 'Why does McGonagall insist on making my life hell?' he thought. Glancing at his watch, which said 12:30 AM, he wondered, 'And where is Granger? Not that I care'. He decided to go to bed, leaving his work for the morning.
As he entered his dormitory, he thought about Hermione. Her body had finished developing about a year ago, and her hair was straighter and thinner than it had been the year before. And in fourth year, thanks in large part to himself, her teeth had "grown" to a normal size for a human. 'Damn, she's hot,' he thought. 'What am I thinking?!? She's a Mudblood!'
"God I need to get a life!" he said out loud before drifting off to sleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Purple iris," Hermione whispered to the girl in the portrait, who swung aside allowing her to enter the common room.
'I wonder what time it is,' she thought, and looked at the clock on the mantel. 2 AM. 'Gees. I can't believe I was out walking for so long. Draco is probably sleeping. Did I just call him Draco? Oh well. He's so gorgeous. I bet he looks even cuter when he's asleep-' her thoughts continued to dwell on Draco as she quietly walked to her room.
Hermione wasn't even remotely tired as she donned her pajamas, so she rummaged through her trunk for a book. Settling on 'Hogwarts- A History', she sat on her bed and began reading. Within ten minutes, she tossed the book back in her trunk. She had practically memorized the book, and it was no good to read anymore.
Tiptoeing quietly up the stairs to Draco's room, Hermione desired to watch him sleep. 'God, I'm so predictable,' she thought. She quietly opened his door and heard him roll over in his bed. She moved silently across the room to his bedside, not taking her eyes off of him for even a second, and sat in his chair.
Taking his hand in her own, she quietly said, "Draco, I think I have a crush on you."
"What!?!" Draco hollered in shock, sitting up straight in bed.
"Oh my God!" Hermione shrieked and ran out of the room. She couldn't believe she actually said that out loud. and he heard! She could never look at him again.
Reaching her room, she slammed the door and locked it. Jumping on her bed, she buried her face in her pillow and sobbed until she heard a knock at her door.
"Hermione? Can I talk to you?" It, of course, was Draco.
"Go away! I don't want to talk to you! I don't want to see your face again!" She screamed. 'Okay, that's a lie,' she admitted to herself. The door knob jiggled and she sat up and stared at the door.
"Hermione let me in. I heard what you said, obviously, and I have to admit I'm actually flattered. You were the last girl I expected to like me that way. Please let me in," he pleaded.
"Fine! I'll let you in. Hold on," she muttered. She unlocked her door and held it open for Draco. "I can't believe I said that to you."
"Why?" he asked.
"Because! Me. having a crush on you. That's just not right. I mean, we're supposed to bitter enemies and now I have feel-"
He cut her off mid-sentence by grabbing her around the waist and drawing her into a long, passionate kiss.
"W- What was that for?" Hermione demanded.
"I have a crush on you to," Draco admitted. Turning on his heel, he closed her door and continued on to his own room. 'Did I just kiss Granger?' he asked himself right before he fell asleep.
~ AN ~ This is my first FanFic. I know it's kind of cheesy right now but I promise it will get better. Please review!!!