The repetition world of slumber I
Harry Potter's world is not mine.
Italic: Thoughts
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Hermione wanders in an endless field of grass. She doesn't know why but she feels happy and light; as if she could fly in any minute. The feeling is delicious. It soothes her mind. Watching many birds flying in the blue sky, there are ducks and swans in the nearby lake. There are dozens of flowers in many parts of the field. The rich smell of red roses, the white jasmine swaying slightly due to the breeze, rainbow coloured hibiscus, beautiful lavender and lilacs, daisies, buttercup, lilies, you name it. There is a faint music far away. Hermione is not so sure where the music comes from but there is a hint of joyful in the melody. Many trees offer shades from the sun and a branch or two to be climbed. Hermione walks faster ecstatically.
Suddenly, sensing someone behind her, Hermione turns around. There, standing somewhere a kilometre away is a figure. That person is wearing a plain gray shirt with black trousers with a midnight blue robe. There is nothing special about the appearance except a pair of eyes belonging to that particular person. It's sparkling and simply dazzling. Hermione blinks thrice to make sure the other person in her personal haven is the one that she thinks. After debating with herself, she decided to go to him. So, what do you think Hermione does? Of course, she runs towards that person, too eager for certain reason.
Seeing the girl runs towards him, that person runs towards her. Both are running at full speed. Then, in front of an oak tree, they stop and stare at each other. "Here, there are some gifts for you." Feeling surprised, Hermione asks him why. He silently stares at Hermione. Slowly, under his breath he whispers, "It is very simple. I just love you." Hermione stands there, immobile. "I... I..." Unable to complete the sentence, Hermione looks at the eyes belong to a famous guy in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Draco.
"Argh!!!" Hermione screams and sits upright on her bed. Sweat from excess perspiration covers her face. Yuck! What is that dream? Why must it be Malfoy? Hermione ponders. Slowly, Hermione removes the tangled dark comforter from her legs and heads to the bathroom. In the bathroom, Hermione turns the tap and splashes water to her face. Feeling fresher, Hermione walks back to her room and checks out the clock. Gosh, it is only 3a.m.! I better sleep back. I got Advanced Potions test tomorrow. After praying to get a dreamless or a pleasant sleep, Hermione continues her sleep.
Unfortunately for her, the dream somehow continues to haunt her mind.
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My first chapter of Dramione pairing. If you are confused, this is a random story that I wrote a few days second part is something I wrote about a few hours before.
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Sneak peak:
"Come, my dearest, let us show the world what is LOVE about," Draco whispers huskily. Excitedly, Hermione accept his invitation and grabs his hand, albeit hesitantly.
~ZAZZY
