Hey, I've become obsessed with Dramione...so I'm writing this; a few, I'm shooting for 7-8 and they are scenes from the books where everything isn't what you thought it was. Might build into a story but I doubt it. Just some fun.
First Year
'Well, those boys were no help, and the red head was rather stupid,' though the first-year witch, 'Harry was rather nice though. I guess I'd better go tell Neville I can't find his toad.'
Shaking her bushy brown hair out of her way, she continued on down the corridor to her empty compartment. She sighed audibly and opened the door to the compartment. Only, it wasn't empty anymore.
She was slightly confused, as she didn't have any friends yet, to find the young boy sitting there. 'He looked about first year and man, was he cute!' the witch thought.
"Oh, hello. I didn't know this compartment was occupied. I'm sorry." the intruder had a smooth drawling voice. And he was cute!
"It's alright." said the brunnette. "I don't mind, but why are you here? I though everyone was already in a compartment with their friends." the witch ended a bit witsfully.
The boy smirked and smothed back his gelled blond hair. "Well, I absoloutly hate my so called 'friends', so I decided to escape them, for a while at least."
The girl sat down across from him, dropping her eyes for the time being, Nevell's toad forgotton. "It's fine for you to stay here. I didn't really have anyone to talk to anyway." She smiled slightly at the boy connecting her chocolate eyes with silver ones.
He smiled back, extending a hand "My name is Draco Malfoy, and I am nothing like my family." he added at the stiffness of the word Malfoy.
The girl shook his hand, not doubting the sincere goodness in his eyes, "Hermione Granger."