Disclaimers: I don't own Harry Potter but if you want you could buy it for me. Especially Tom Felton. LOLS.

My first fic.

Darigir Resguardar Ella

Chapter 1

A loud scream was heard from inside the Lee Manor as the skies slowly darkened. Mr. and Mrs. Lee were getting restless with the night drawing near and the noises coming from the big house grew louder each minute.

"I told you it was an awful idea! It's past dusk and he hasn't come back yet. What if something had happened to them!" the woman cried.

"C'mon now dear, this isn't the time for us to panic. Tristan would be home soon, yep, anytime now." her husband said trying his best to cheer her up. "Our Erika Hope, she's going to be safe in the muggle world. The dark lord won't be able to take her away there. This is for the best. You know that."

"Oh Erika, my daughter, it has only been a while since your birth. Why do I have to give you away?" she sobbed.

"And would you please stop worrying about Tristan?" He added. "That boy's old enough! If I know my son, he's probably dropped his sister safely and is on his way home right now!"

"Mom, Dad. I'm home." The four-year-old boy genius appeared and relief suddenly filled the one of many rooms in the Lee Manor. The Lees were pureblood and were very wealthy. Despite this, they didn't hate the muggles unlike the other pureblood families. On the contrary, they thought of muggles as very honest people.

"Tristan!" his mother shouted worriedly and embraced him. "Oh I thought you'd never come back. I thought I had lost you too." His mother said as she begins to cry. "I lost my daughter already. I wouldn't know what I'll do if I had to lose you too."

"Now, now Angeline darling, no need to get so emotional" her husband tightly embraced her.

"No need to get emotional? NO NEED to get emotional! I just lost a daughter today Eric! What do you expect me to do? Celebrate?" Angeline was furious. Tristan was just smirking beside them. "That was a good retort. I always knew that my mom was intelligent." Tristan thought.

"Why yes! In fact we need to celebrate!" Eric beamed.

"What? Have you gone mental? Oh my God! I married a crazy man!" Eric grinned at this.

"And you love me for it." Angeline just sighed and relaxed a bit. "He's right. I love him for that great sense of humor" At this she smiled. "Touche!" Tristan thought. "They wouldn't have gotten married if they didn't love each other now would they?" This time Tristan grinned.

"Well then Eric, tell me. Why in the world should we celebrate? I mean, our daughter isn't even with us anymore?" she asked her husband rather confused.

"Well, at least now we know that she's safe with the Grangers. I mean, they were very kind to us and accepted to take care of our Erika, Right?" he looked at Tristan. "Isn't our daughter's safety a well enough reason for us to celebrate?"

"Right! Don't worry mother, we didn't lose Erika. We'll see her again and that's a promise." Tristan said before the family embraced each other.

(17 years later :)

"Happy birthday Hermione!" Ella Granger greeted, while holding a cake in her hands. In front of her, there stood a girl, with excitement and delight evident on her face. Hermione is a wonderful girl with a pretty face and a very good heart. She was about 5'9 and her skin was pale. She always wondered why her skin color was white while her parents' were much darker.

"Hey squirt!" Eric Granger gave Hermione a hug.

"Dad, I told you not to call me that! I'm 17 ya'know." Hermione said smiling then she gave him a hug. She then said her goodbyes to them. Before long she was standing at platform 9 ¾ ready for her last year at Hogwarts.

Hermione was a very intelligent lass. She had read at least a hundred books over the summer. She wanted to learn new spells so she could defend herself properly. "Harry said that I have to meet him inside compartment number 18", she thought.While walking to the train, she was bumped by Blaise Zabini. Hermione fell and hit her bum very hard.

"Hey Granger, you alright?" one slytherin hunk said. Blaise was about 6 feet tall. He plays quidditch as one of the chasers. His mysterious eyes give him the charm that every girl sees. "I'm sorry. Come on hold my arm so you could stand."

"Thanks Zabini. I'm fine." That was her only answer not wanting Blaise to notice that she was blushing.

"You sure?" and with a nod, he looked into her eyes deeply then walked away. "Well that was odd. I never thought that Zabini would be this kind." Hermione thought but shoved it away afterwards. Soon she reached their compartment. Ron, Harry and Ginny were there.

"Mione! It's good to see you again. How was your summer?" Harry asked.

"It was great! How are you guys?"

"Never better. We went to Egypt with Harry this summer. It was bloody fantastic!" Ron said, obviously still very happy about it. The group talked about their summers. Not long after they reached Hogwarts.

After a long day, Harry and Ron decided as they were tired that it would be best to go straight to bed. Hermione wasn't as exhausted; in fact, she wasn't tired at all so she chose to go to the library to read a bit. Madam Pince gave her a key in case she wanted to read pass curfew. She slowly opened the wooden door exposing complete darkness. She entered the room quietly. "Oh why do I even bother being quiet? There are no people here anyway. No one will hear me." She said to herself.

"Who would have known that the great Hermione Granger would be talking to herself when nobody's around?" came a deep devilish voice an inch behind her back.

"God Malfoy! You scared the shit out me!" her heart was beating rapidly.

Draco smirked. "I never thought the Gryffindor princess would actually be scared of anything."

"Oh sod off. What are doing here anyway Malfoy?" she asked pretty annoyed.

"What am I doing here? Something that any other student would doing in the library Granger." She raised an eyebrow. "To read a book! Wow, for bookworm like yourself, you sure are dense. You're not the only one that reads a book you know. Madam Pince gave me a key too." Hermione was hurt from the insult that Draco gave her.

"I know what you mean Malfoy. Don't question my intelligence again. What I'm asking is why you're here past our curfew. You're the one who's thick considering you're the one who wasn't able to understand what I meant when I asked you a while ago."

"Whatever" Draco said in defeat. They both went to their places and began reading.

Hermione yawned and looked at her watch. She lost track of time and it was already quarter to twelve. She looked at the sofa and Malfoy was still sitting there. "Hey Malfoy! I'm going ahead. Good night." She was heading to the door when she heard Draco.

"Granger! Wait up!" Hermione waited for him outside the library. Draco hurried and locked the door of the library. They were walking and both of them weren't talking. They reached the staircase and Hermione was walking up her route. "Hey Granger!" she stopped and looked at Draco. "Thanks for waiting for me back there. I just hate going back alone, so thanks." She nodded her head in reply.

Just as she was about to climb another step, the staircase suddenly began moving. Hermione lost her balance and fell. She was falling and was going straight for the ground head first.

"Hermione!" Draco shouted, starting to panicking. "Crap! What should I do!"

A/N: Dun Dun Dun. Hope you all like it. Tell me whether you like it or not. If not, I won't continue it. BTW Hermione and Draco are prefects so they can go out pass their curfews. LOLS R&R!