lookie! lookie! a brand new story from me! YAY! does a happy dance this one my friend sleazy b (inside joke) read. she said she liked...but she could've lied to me. oh well...i'll let whoever reads this decide.
disclaimer--i wish i owned harry potter! that would be great...you think i could get tom felton over to my house as my servant if i did own those characters? maybe i'll just go with my original plan and stun him till he falls over unconscious...any who all i own is 2 sticks of gum... (for those of you who have read my other fanfic...i list mr. linty...begins to cry HE WAS TOO YOUNG! drowns herself cause she cried too much)
Draco's POV
I watched her run from Weasel, Potter and Weaselette, saying bye. It was the beginning of Christmas break, in our 6th year, and I had to spend it with my grandmother, who is a witch, but hates using magic. I sighed as I watched her curly brown hair bounce on her shoulders. I admit that Granger has filled out in her body. Those needed curves have come in. I would date her, if she were pureblood.
"Drakie!" I heard my grandmother call me, so I heaved my things and walked towards her.
"Hello, grams." I said as she engulfed me in a tight hug.
"I haven't seen you for months! My, have you grown. Come, come, and let's go back to the house." She walked extremely fast, as if she as in a marathon. I packed her things in her old car and we were off. "So how are things at Hogwart's?" She asked as we pulled out of the station.
"Fine. To be honest, I've been bored lately." I replied, staring at the muggle houses.
"Well, I'll try to make this Christmas break fun. Oh, there is a young lady next door, about your age. Maybe you two should meet. I'm sure you'll have fun with her." She replied.
"Okay what's her name?" I asked.
"I can't remember. I always called her 'Janie'" She replied.
"Okay." The rest of the ride was quiet.
When we got to my grandmother's house, she raced straight off to the phone. "Hello, Jane? Yes, it's Edna from next door. Well, my grandson's here for the holidays and I thought maybe your daughter could meet him…Yes…Okay…All right, then. We'll be over in 15 minutes. Uh-huh, take care. Bye."
"So, I'm meeting her soon?"
"Yes, go put your things upstairs. Your room is the last one, down the hall on the right. Then, we'll have a snack, then go." I nodded and headed upstairs. Maybe this break won't be so bad after all.
15 minutes later, we were standing in front of the house next door, waiting for the lady named, Jane. Suddenly, the door swung open and a slender young woman stood there, smiling.
"Oh, Edna, you didn't tell me he was this handsome!" She squealed.
"I guess I forgot. Anyway, this is my grandson, Draco. Draco, this is Jane,"
"Please, just call me Jane. But try not to get too confused, my daughter's nickname is 'Janie'. Come in, I'll go get her." She replied, showing us to the sitting room. We sat down and Jane ran off to get her daughter. "Janie?"
"Yeah, mum?" That voice, it sounds so familiar.
"Come here. I want you to meet Miss Edna's grandson." She yelled back up the stairs.
"Okay, hang on." Why does it sound so familiar?
Then this beauty was standing in the entrance of the sitting room. I was completely awestruck, until reality hit rock bottom, "Granger!"
Her smile faded, "Malfoy?"
"Oh, so you know each other, already?" Jane asked.
"Yeah, school." Granger mumbled.
"You go to Hogwart's, too? I had no idea! I went there myself." Grams said standing up. I was already standing form when Granger walked in. "What house are you in, Miss Granger?"
"Gryffindor." She replied.
"Ah, yes. Draco's in Slytherin, so you must not talk much. Those two houses are rivals. Well, maybe we can change that this Christmas." Grams smiled to the both of us. Personally, I don't think Granger and I could ever be friends.
this is short but review and i PROMISE i'll write more
