Hey everyone! So this is my third HP story... I know I should be updating my other fics but I really wanted to write this :P I'm a huge Draco/Hermione fan, so I hope my fellow Dramione fans out there enjoy this story as much as it will be fun for me writing it. Have fun, and please leave a comment :)
The Journey Back To Him
A Gryffindor bush-haired sixth-year by the name of Hermione Granger was minding her own business, walking to the Great Hall when someone shouted out, "GET OUT OF MY WAY, YOU FILTHY MUDBLOOD!"
Hermione spun around, only to face the blonde Slytherin boy who always makes her day a living hell.
He pushed her out of his path, and she tumbled to the ground. Her books and papers she was carrying scattered everywhere, and Draco Malfoy and his friends burst out laughing.
"You should always move for pure-bloods, Mud-mione. Haven't you learned anything yet?" yelled out Pansy Parkinson, Draco's Slytherin girlfriend, as she kicked one of Hermione's books farther away.
Draco laughed even harder, and kissed Pansy passionately, right in front of Hermione and everyone else. They turned to look at her for a second, and they marched back off to the Great Hall.
Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood, who both witnessed it, rushed over to help her.
"Thanks," she mumbled, as they retrieved her things.
"Can't they give you a rest?" said Neville, as they stood back up.
"I don't think so," she grumbled, seeing a footprint on her potions paper.
Once they sat down at the Gryffindor table, Luna gave Hermione a sympathetic look and went to join the Ravenclaws.
Hermione slammed her books on the table, and her best friends Harry Potter and Ron Weasley looked at her in shock.
"Ugh, I hate Draco Malfoy!" she screeched, grabbing some eggs and ham.
"Doesn't everyone?" said Harry, and Ron nodded in agreement.
"Well, the Slytherins treat him like a god. Apart from that…," added Ron, and they all looked towards the Slytherin table.
Draco and his idiotic best friends Crabbe and Goyle seemed to be laughing at something again. The golden trio turned back around, and shook their heads.
"It's pretty funny actually how stupid Draco's friends are. Pansy gets T's on her potions exams, and Crabbe and Goyle both can't tell the difference between 6 and 9," said Harry, they all laughed.
Hermione smiled. Her mother has told her many times how lucky she is, and she couldn't agree any more. Harry and Ron have always stood up for her, no matter what. And they always make her feel better when she's down or unhappy. The three of them were Draco's main targets, because of Harry's fame, Hermione's blood status, and Ron's poverty. But they all take it together in stride, like all the other things in their life.
Hermione couldn't imagine her life without them; it was like as if they formed a puzzle together.
But lately, there have been a few changes between the three of them. Ron is in a relationship with Lavender Brown, and Harry just started dating Ginny Weasley, which now makes Hermione feel so alone. She often wondered why, (apart from Victor Krum) she wasn't asked out by anyone. Apart from her buck teeth and the odd spots, Hermione saw herself as pretty.
Everytime she would see Harry with Ginny, she always thought : "Why can't I have that?" At this point, she was desperate enough to even go out with Crabbe or Goyle. She was just so lonely.
On their way to their potions class, Hermione and her friends witnessed once again Draco picking on someone.
Except this time, it was a Ravenclaw first year.
"GIVE ME BACK MY WALKMAN!" the little red head girl shouted.
"Ooh, so that's what this odd muggle contraption is called! This muggle stuff should definitely be banned from a school of witchcraft and wizardry."
"Give it back, you git!" she shouted again, as Draco held the cd player from her reach.
Draco laughed, as the girl started to jump up and down.
"Fine. As you wish, YOU FREAK!" he then pitched the walkman on the stone wall, and it broke into several pieces.
The girl burst into tears.
"It cost me so many pounds to buy that thing!" she wailed, and Draco laughed again as he walked away.
Hermione groaned, and they walked towards the girl.
"Are you alright, sweetie?" she asked her, as they watched Ron and Harry picked up the pieces.
The girl shook her head.
"Do you still have your receipt? Because maybe your parents could replace it at the department store you got it at," said Hermione, and the girl nodded, looking a tad-bit better.
"Who are The Backstreet Boys?" asked Ron, putting pieces of the CD together.
Hermione, Harry, and the girl laughed.
They were lucky that they have Slughorn this year for potions, otherwise they would have gotten detention for sure.
Hermione tried very hard not to hex Malfoy as they walked by the Slytherin table. Harry and Ron too, for that matter.
The rest of their day went by very smoothly after this. They even got through Defence Against The Dark Arts with Professor Snape, who usually tells Hermione off for being a know-it-all.
Hermione ended her day behind papers and books as usual, while Harry and Ron came up with Quidditch strategies for their upcoming game on Saturday. Usually Hermione would tease them, but tonight she remained quiet, since she enjoyed hearing the sounds of their voices. It made her feel at home.
After everyone left the common room, Hermione laid back on the couch, to finish reading her muggle romance novel. She was in tears when she closed the book. Not because of the sad ending, but the fact that their love was so powerful and so perfect.
It reminded Hermione once again at what she didn't have: a knight in shinning armour. A man who would sweep her off her feet, and they would go riding off into the sunset. What Hermione thought was strange is she didn't really care about falling in love in the last few years. Now… it was like it is Hermione's top priority, above her schoolwork; and that was saying something.
She decided not to go up to her dormitories just yet, since her sobbing would wake up Lavender and Parvati.
She cuddled even more into the sofa, and looked out the large window. She looked at the stars, and asked them to send her someone. Any guy, who would bring her out of her loneliness.
The song 'Somebody to Love' started going through her mind and she drifted off to sleep, looking out to the starry night sky.
Hermione was having a very odd dream.
She was standing in Dumbledore's office, watching the Headmaster himself as he was starring out to the night sky.
"Stars are very unpredictable, Miss Granger. They have a funny way of controlling things. This makes me question myself… why they are sending you on this mission."
Silence filled the room
"What mission, Professor?" she asked him.
He slowly turned around to face her. "A mission… so I'm told… could completely define your future and the others' futures as well."
"What do you mean, sir?" she asked him again, feeling totally frustrated.
"You will soon find out, Miss Granger. I just hope everything will turn out alright."
Dumbledore stepped closer to her, and put a hand on her right shoulder. "It is time now… good luck, Miss Granger. Remember… the stars are counting on you. Or else… you could lose everything."
The room started to spin around her, and her Headmaster faded away. Hermione felt like as if she was clinging onto a porkey, as she felt dizzy and sick.
After that, everything turned into darkness.
Hermione opened her eyes.
She had to blink a couple of times, to adjust to the darkness of the room. Making out the shape of the things around her, Hermione realized she wasn't staring up to the ceiling of the Gryffindor common room.
She was laying in an extremely large four poster bed, with a canopy top. There was a gigantic fireplace in the corner, along with a couple of sitting chairs.
Where am I? she thought, starting to get panicky in her mind.
She sat up a bit more, and realized she wasn't wearing any clothing. And the covers beside her looked ruffled.
She quickly got out of the bed, wrapping a throw blanket around her. She saw bits of clothing on the floor. Even though she didn't recognize the items, she quickly put them on anyways.
It was a knee length dress, one that Hermione questioned on how it fit so perfectly.
What on earth happened to me? she thought, but then… she saw a pair of men's boxers on the floor.
Tears formed in Hermione's eyes, realizing what must of happened. She had to get out of there, and quickly.
She put a pair of shoes on, and ran out of the large room.
She was so distracted, she didn't realize she was wearing a large diamond ring on her left hand… with the inscription: "My love is forever yours, my beautiful Malfoy."
:O You'll find out in the next chapter what happened to Hermione, and I hope you all review so I can write about it!
Thanks for reading! ~aegirl17