Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all related material belong to J.K.Rowling.
Author's notes: Well erm... this is my first Harry Potter Romance ^.~ actually, it's the first romance i've ever written, but I hope you enjoy it! I dunno why, but I decided to to a Malfoy falling for Hermione fic, cos for some reason I love storys when the evil falls in love with the bad ^.~
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Chapter one
The classrooms throughout Hogwarts seemed to be drooping at this time on day and year. The sun had just left it's throne of the highest in the sky, and was slowly descending back towards the horizon; while the 'History of Magic' class stared longingly at it's afternoon beauty through the window.
"And that is why," echoed Professor Binns' continuous drone "we use use Floo Powder, instead, of Fire Crab Skin." The transparent teacher swivelled around on the spot, and began scribbling swirly letters onto the old black-board.
"Harry, what's the time?" Ron yawned. He had his own watch, but the fact that he was half way through double history of magic seemed to have drained all of his energy.
"Two 'clock." Harry yawned back, now resting his head on his other hand. He didn't bother looking at his watch because he'd already done so about thirty secounds before.
"What??? Only Tw-" Ron quickly stopped, realising that he had called that out a tad too loud; most of the class were looking at him.
It took a few minutes for Harry to realise that he and Ron were the only ones not doing anything. He had been staring at a portrait of a fat wizard in red robes holding a frog; Ron was just staring out of the window.
"Er... Ron?" Harry nudged his friend.
"Wha..?" Ron replied lazily.
"Does something tell you we're meant to be doing something?" Ron ripped his gaze away from the window and started to look around the room. Harry was right; everybody apart from them was scribbling away with their quills; apart from a small wizard with brown hair who was picking his nose.
"Oh for goodness sakes you two!" came a voice from a girl next to Ron "We're supposed to be summarising everything Professor Binns has just been talking about!" Hermione finished, whispering furiously.
"Er... what was he talking about...?" moaned Ron.
"Hey Harry, Ron you can copy mine!" Seamus whispered. He was sitting next to Harry so he slid his parchment across the table a little, giving Harry a better view.
"Thanks." Harry answered.
"Yeah, thanks." Ron started to copy off Harry's work. Hermione glared at them. She disapproved of them copying off someone else's work. She sighed and quickly caught Malfoy's eye (Malfoy and the other Slytherins were glaring at her and Harry.) She ignored the Slytherins and continued with her work.
About half an hour later ("Half and hour??... more like half a year!!" Ron exclaimed after asking Harry how much further into the lesson they were), Professor Binns cleared his throat and started to talk again in his incredibly boring tone of voice -
"I am to set you a project of the invasion of the South-Turkish Merpeople. You will be working in pairs... which I will be setting Ronald Weasley!-" Ron let go of Harry's robes, clearly upset that he couldn't go with his best friend.
"-I have placed all your names within this glass globe. When I release the names, they will reassemble into pairs. Those pairs will be pairs in completing your project." Professor Binns pointed to a glass ball, about the size of a basketball, with all of the student's names dancing about inside. He lifted the lid of the glass ball and instantly all of the names rushed out, quickly finding another name to float beside. Finally, there was a beautiful display of shining gold names, floating in front of Professor Binns; all of them had seemed to match themselves with a fellow name.
"Aha! The pairs are as follows!... Mr. Longbottom, you will work with Miss. Brown!..." The Professor went on and on, calling all the student's names out, each time receiving high moans as everyone was paired up with someone they didn't like very much. Finally- "Mr. Weasley and Miss. Parkinson...("Eeeewww!" Pansy shrieked) and Mr. Potter with Miss. Patil... oh yes, and Miss. Granger with Mr. Malfoy."
Hermione went white. Malfoy's anger was obvious-
"But sir!!!" he stood up, crashing his chair into the wall, his eyes blazing.
"Mr. Malfoy sit down!!" barked the Professor. Malfoy grabbed his chair, slammed it on the ground in front of his desk and landed as heavily as he could on it, crossing his arms and glaring at him.
"Now," Professor Binns continued "you have a week only to complete this project, same amount as usual. I give you permission to spend the rest of this lesson researching in the library. You may go."
Harry turned to his best friend "Hermione just don't pay any attention to what Malfoy says. He's just a stupid git." Harry placed his hand on her arm.
"Yeah," Ron added "besides, you don't have to work with him, just do it all yourself and leave him beggin'! Ha ha, yeah, that'll serve the bugger right!" Hermione let out a small laugh. She didn't look so white now.
"Thanks you too!" she hugged each of them "I'm off to the library then!"
"She's mad!" Ron laughed, watching her run out of the class-room "She wants to start it now??"
Harry sighed "C'mon Ron, let's go play some chess!" "Yeah!"
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Hermione sat with her dozens of books piled around her as usual. She was reading 'Merpeople: Betrayals through the centuries' so closely that her nose was almost pressed against the page. She didn't notice somebody walking up behind her.
"Granger!" Malfoy snapped, making her jump. He sniggered.
"I didn't expect to see you here, Malfoy." she sneered, her eyes remaining on the page.
"Neither did I!" Malfoy picked up one of her books and began flicking through the pages. "Just thought you might want some help!" he slammed the book back down onto the table.
"Don't do that!" Hermione shrieked "You'll damage it!"
"Oh I'm sorry, Granger!" he said sarcastically.
"Malfoy why are you here if you don't want to work!"
"I am going to work!" he snapped back at her. Hermione could have sworn that Malfoy gave a little shudder as he snatched up a nearby chair and placed it at the table. Hermione looked at Malfoy puzzled as he carelessly grabbed a book and plopped onto his chair.
After fifteen minutes, Malfoy threw down his old book and grabbed another one, just as Hermione did the same, this time choosing a much thicker book than 'Merpeople: Betrayals through the centuries.' She spotted him looking at her with his cold silvery eyes. He quickly looked back down at the book in his lap after noticing how she had caught his eye. He looked quite flustered. Hermione could see him out of the corner of her eye; he was looking at his book all right, but she could tell that he wasn't actually reading anything; his eyes remained on one spot of the page. He seemed to be lost in thought. he quickly glanced over at Hermione again, then back down at his book. Hermione noticed that for the first time ever, his usually pale cheeks had gone slightly pink.
He looked at Hermione again- "I knew you were clever Granger, but I never knew that you could read upside-down." he said plainly, snapping his book shut and placing it on the table. Hermione quickly turned her book the right way up, blushing furiously. She had been concentrating so much on watching Malfoy out of the corner of her eye that she hadn't realised that she had been 'supposedly' reading upside-down.
"Okay yes, that was a stupid thing I just did... but why am I blushing!!!" Hermione thought to herself.
Malfoy's cheeks were still pink and he looked like he was freaked out about something. He jumped out of his seat.
"See you, Granger!" he muttered nastily, turning around and bumping into Ron who had just come into the library. "Well, well, if it isn't Weasley... where's Potter then? Did he finally die?..."
"He's as Quidditch practise, something you Slytherins don't bother to do!" Ron said quietly, clenching his shaking fists.
"What a shame. Have fun with your, 'Boyfriend', Granger!" Malfoy spat, leaving her with Ron.
"Hermione, come to the common room with me! I'm a loner!" Ron whined. Hermione was in deep thought. "Wha-what...?" she stuttered, still staring at the library door from which Malfoy had disappeared to.
"Hellooo?..." Ron started to wave his hand in front of Hermione's face. "Oh no! What did he call you this time??" he finished, changing his tone of voice to that of a concerned friend.
"He didn't call me anything..."
"Oh yeah right! I bet he-"
"No honestly, he didn't! There's something wrong with him!"
"Oh well, who cares! C'mon Hermione, let's go, you've been working for ages!"
"I have been working for one hour Ron, that's not very much!" Hermione answered, she looked as if she'd been offended and her eyes were flaring at Ron.
"Hermione Come on!" Ron said angrily.
"Okay okay! Just let me put all of these books back..." but before she had a chance to, Ron grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the library.
Author's notes: Well erm... this is my first Harry Potter Romance ^.~ actually, it's the first romance i've ever written, but I hope you enjoy it! I dunno why, but I decided to to a Malfoy falling for Hermione fic, cos for some reason I love storys when the evil falls in love with the bad ^.~
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Chapter one
The classrooms throughout Hogwarts seemed to be drooping at this time on day and year. The sun had just left it's throne of the highest in the sky, and was slowly descending back towards the horizon; while the 'History of Magic' class stared longingly at it's afternoon beauty through the window.
"And that is why," echoed Professor Binns' continuous drone "we use use Floo Powder, instead, of Fire Crab Skin." The transparent teacher swivelled around on the spot, and began scribbling swirly letters onto the old black-board.
"Harry, what's the time?" Ron yawned. He had his own watch, but the fact that he was half way through double history of magic seemed to have drained all of his energy.
"Two 'clock." Harry yawned back, now resting his head on his other hand. He didn't bother looking at his watch because he'd already done so about thirty secounds before.
"What??? Only Tw-" Ron quickly stopped, realising that he had called that out a tad too loud; most of the class were looking at him.
It took a few minutes for Harry to realise that he and Ron were the only ones not doing anything. He had been staring at a portrait of a fat wizard in red robes holding a frog; Ron was just staring out of the window.
"Er... Ron?" Harry nudged his friend.
"Wha..?" Ron replied lazily.
"Does something tell you we're meant to be doing something?" Ron ripped his gaze away from the window and started to look around the room. Harry was right; everybody apart from them was scribbling away with their quills; apart from a small wizard with brown hair who was picking his nose.
"Oh for goodness sakes you two!" came a voice from a girl next to Ron "We're supposed to be summarising everything Professor Binns has just been talking about!" Hermione finished, whispering furiously.
"Er... what was he talking about...?" moaned Ron.
"Hey Harry, Ron you can copy mine!" Seamus whispered. He was sitting next to Harry so he slid his parchment across the table a little, giving Harry a better view.
"Thanks." Harry answered.
"Yeah, thanks." Ron started to copy off Harry's work. Hermione glared at them. She disapproved of them copying off someone else's work. She sighed and quickly caught Malfoy's eye (Malfoy and the other Slytherins were glaring at her and Harry.) She ignored the Slytherins and continued with her work.
About half an hour later ("Half and hour??... more like half a year!!" Ron exclaimed after asking Harry how much further into the lesson they were), Professor Binns cleared his throat and started to talk again in his incredibly boring tone of voice -
"I am to set you a project of the invasion of the South-Turkish Merpeople. You will be working in pairs... which I will be setting Ronald Weasley!-" Ron let go of Harry's robes, clearly upset that he couldn't go with his best friend.
"-I have placed all your names within this glass globe. When I release the names, they will reassemble into pairs. Those pairs will be pairs in completing your project." Professor Binns pointed to a glass ball, about the size of a basketball, with all of the student's names dancing about inside. He lifted the lid of the glass ball and instantly all of the names rushed out, quickly finding another name to float beside. Finally, there was a beautiful display of shining gold names, floating in front of Professor Binns; all of them had seemed to match themselves with a fellow name.
"Aha! The pairs are as follows!... Mr. Longbottom, you will work with Miss. Brown!..." The Professor went on and on, calling all the student's names out, each time receiving high moans as everyone was paired up with someone they didn't like very much. Finally- "Mr. Weasley and Miss. Parkinson...("Eeeewww!" Pansy shrieked) and Mr. Potter with Miss. Patil... oh yes, and Miss. Granger with Mr. Malfoy."
Hermione went white. Malfoy's anger was obvious-
"But sir!!!" he stood up, crashing his chair into the wall, his eyes blazing.
"Mr. Malfoy sit down!!" barked the Professor. Malfoy grabbed his chair, slammed it on the ground in front of his desk and landed as heavily as he could on it, crossing his arms and glaring at him.
"Now," Professor Binns continued "you have a week only to complete this project, same amount as usual. I give you permission to spend the rest of this lesson researching in the library. You may go."
Harry turned to his best friend "Hermione just don't pay any attention to what Malfoy says. He's just a stupid git." Harry placed his hand on her arm.
"Yeah," Ron added "besides, you don't have to work with him, just do it all yourself and leave him beggin'! Ha ha, yeah, that'll serve the bugger right!" Hermione let out a small laugh. She didn't look so white now.
"Thanks you too!" she hugged each of them "I'm off to the library then!"
"She's mad!" Ron laughed, watching her run out of the class-room "She wants to start it now??"
Harry sighed "C'mon Ron, let's go play some chess!" "Yeah!"
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Hermione sat with her dozens of books piled around her as usual. She was reading 'Merpeople: Betrayals through the centuries' so closely that her nose was almost pressed against the page. She didn't notice somebody walking up behind her.
"Granger!" Malfoy snapped, making her jump. He sniggered.
"I didn't expect to see you here, Malfoy." she sneered, her eyes remaining on the page.
"Neither did I!" Malfoy picked up one of her books and began flicking through the pages. "Just thought you might want some help!" he slammed the book back down onto the table.
"Don't do that!" Hermione shrieked "You'll damage it!"
"Oh I'm sorry, Granger!" he said sarcastically.
"Malfoy why are you here if you don't want to work!"
"I am going to work!" he snapped back at her. Hermione could have sworn that Malfoy gave a little shudder as he snatched up a nearby chair and placed it at the table. Hermione looked at Malfoy puzzled as he carelessly grabbed a book and plopped onto his chair.
After fifteen minutes, Malfoy threw down his old book and grabbed another one, just as Hermione did the same, this time choosing a much thicker book than 'Merpeople: Betrayals through the centuries.' She spotted him looking at her with his cold silvery eyes. He quickly looked back down at the book in his lap after noticing how she had caught his eye. He looked quite flustered. Hermione could see him out of the corner of her eye; he was looking at his book all right, but she could tell that he wasn't actually reading anything; his eyes remained on one spot of the page. He seemed to be lost in thought. he quickly glanced over at Hermione again, then back down at his book. Hermione noticed that for the first time ever, his usually pale cheeks had gone slightly pink.
He looked at Hermione again- "I knew you were clever Granger, but I never knew that you could read upside-down." he said plainly, snapping his book shut and placing it on the table. Hermione quickly turned her book the right way up, blushing furiously. She had been concentrating so much on watching Malfoy out of the corner of her eye that she hadn't realised that she had been 'supposedly' reading upside-down.
"Okay yes, that was a stupid thing I just did... but why am I blushing!!!" Hermione thought to herself.
Malfoy's cheeks were still pink and he looked like he was freaked out about something. He jumped out of his seat.
"See you, Granger!" he muttered nastily, turning around and bumping into Ron who had just come into the library. "Well, well, if it isn't Weasley... where's Potter then? Did he finally die?..."
"He's as Quidditch practise, something you Slytherins don't bother to do!" Ron said quietly, clenching his shaking fists.
"What a shame. Have fun with your, 'Boyfriend', Granger!" Malfoy spat, leaving her with Ron.
"Hermione, come to the common room with me! I'm a loner!" Ron whined. Hermione was in deep thought. "Wha-what...?" she stuttered, still staring at the library door from which Malfoy had disappeared to.
"Hellooo?..." Ron started to wave his hand in front of Hermione's face. "Oh no! What did he call you this time??" he finished, changing his tone of voice to that of a concerned friend.
"He didn't call me anything..."
"Oh yeah right! I bet he-"
"No honestly, he didn't! There's something wrong with him!"
"Oh well, who cares! C'mon Hermione, let's go, you've been working for ages!"
"I have been working for one hour Ron, that's not very much!" Hermione answered, she looked as if she'd been offended and her eyes were flaring at Ron.
"Hermione Come on!" Ron said angrily.
"Okay okay! Just let me put all of these books back..." but before she had a chance to, Ron grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the library.