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Draco Malfoy was walking along Kings Cross Station. He was going back to Hogwarts once again. But was now carrying a secret...he had recently (and silently) formed a small liking for muggles. His father would know nothing of this dramatic change in attitude. Speaking of Lucius Malfoy, he was attending to a business situation at the moment. Narcissa Malfoy was on his left side. His parents had been having a few arguments lately. Anyways, he had told her about his little liking for muggles. She was surprised, but happy. Her husbands prejudice behavior and pure-blood pratness was unbearable.
Narcissa felt the same way Draco did. Over the summer, Draco seemed to have a change of heart. No matter how much he denied it...he found it harder to say the word "mud-blood" and to talk bad about muggles.
He could feel his Slytherin passion slipping from his grip. He felt tired all the time, spending hours into the night, wide awake, thinking.
He pushed his trunk and owl through the barrier and onto platform nine and three quarters . Draco put his trunk and owl onto the magnificent smoking train. He turned to give his mother a farewell.
"Good bye, mother." He said to his worried looking mother.
"Good bye, Draco. I love you." She commented.
Draco turned and pulled his trunk down the isle way. Carrying his owl in his left hand.
Numerous times when he passed an open compartment, the students inside stopped talking and stared at him. He walked along in silence. He found a humanless compartment.
He placed his trunk and his owl up on the luggage rack. He noticed that a trunk and a cat were already up there. The cat was orange and in a carrier.
He had already put up his things so he decided to just stay, and to kick out whoever had already been in here out.
Draco sat down, he looked out the window. He already had his school robes on. The green and silver colors made is blonde hair look even blonder.
The compartment door opened. He turned his head to see the one person he loathed as much as Harry Potter.
"I was here first." Hermione Granger exclaimed as she crossed her arms.
"Tough luck, Granger." He smirked.
She sat down opposite of him. "I'm not leaving." She stated.
Draco hadn't expected this. "Listen you filthy little mu..." He found himself unable to finish.
"Go on, call me a mud-blood. I don't care." She replied.
Draco felt a sudden liking for her. He tried to push it away put it only grew stronger. "Well?" She said, looking confused about how he hadn't started yelling at her yet.
"I..." He started. He had never noticed how beautiful she was until now.
"You what?" She said impatiently.
"I...can't." He said looking down at his shoes. He could feel his cheeks getting warm. She was staring at him with a look of concern and confusion.
"What do you mean you...can't?" She asked him.
A thousand thoughts filled his mind. "I...can't. I don't know why, Granger." He said looking up into her eyes. He looked concerned for him.
"I'm confused." She said, standing up and slowly sitting next to him. "What do you mean?" She asked.
He fell silent, he did not want to explain to her about how he now liked muggles.
"Draco?" She asked softly. He had never heard her call him by his first name. He looked into her eyes again. They were swimming with worry.
"I...besides my mother, you'll be the only person I've ever told this to. You won't tell anyone, understand?" He told her.
"Yes." She said softly. He shifted his body so that he was facing her.
"I...I have...developed...feelings, for...muggles." He whispered staring into her eyes. Hermione could see the fear and worry in his eyes and hear it in his voice. She had never expected this from Draco Malfoy.
"How exactly, do you feel towards muggles, and muggle-borns, now?" She asked him. He fell silent for a few seconds.
"The same way I feel towards wizards and witches." He said. Hermione was confused on this drastic change. She watched as he tensed up and looked out the window.
Draco didn't know why he chose to tell her. He just felt comfortable around her now. He was confused, thoughts going through his mind.
"If my father hears this, he'll kill me." Draco told Hermione. He felt her hand touch his. He held it in his hand as the train began to move.
The compartment door slid open. Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Neville were staring in disbelief. Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy...holding hands.
"Oi!" Ron exclaimed.
Ginny was smiling. Harry, Ron, and Neville looked like fish with their mouths hanging open.
"Hermione, you do know that hand your touching is Malfoy's." Ron said, shocked.
Draco tried to retract his hand but Hermione found it hard to let go, so she didn't. She could practically feel Draco's embarrassment.
She stood up, pulling him with her.
"Yes, Ronald. I know who's hand I'm touching. She used a summoning charm and both of their trunks and pets floated before them. She walked out of the compartment, dragging a dumbfounded and silent Draco with her.
"Where are you going?" Harry asked after her.
"Who knows!" She called back. Draco was still silent.
They went back to the very back of the train. It was cold back there. She opened a compartment and went inside. Closing and locking the door behind her and Draco.
"What are you doing?" He asked. "Making sure they don't barge in after us again." She replied. She made the trunks and pets float up onto the luggage racks.
"Why'd you bring me back here?" He asked. "Well, we were getting somewhere finally. After pure hatred since we were eleven, why did you confide this in me?" She asked. "I don't know. I'm just...comfortable around you, I guess. And don't ask me why!" He said sitting down at first then standing up again.
Hermione bit her bottom lip then sat down. Draco slowly and cautiously sat down, not taking his eyes off Hermione. He looked out the window. Hermione noticed how he wasn't as pale as used to be. He looked even more attractive now. She and Ginny had always talked about how he was hot, behind Ron and Harry's backs of course.
Draco looked over at Hermione. She was looking at him but turned away and blushed when she saw him notice her looking at him. Draco smiled. Hermione glanced up at him and his smile faded, it was replaced by a blush.
"Draco?" Hermione broke the silence.
"Yes?" Draco replied.
"Do you...want to...go to... Hogsmeade...with me?" Hermione asked. Draco felt happy, he smiled unwillingly.
"Um...yeah...why not." He told her.
Hermione smiled. "I'm glad we can be friends." She smiled. A light went out in Draco. "Yeah, friends" He said. Hermione stood up and sat down next to Draco. "Is that bad thing? You sound disappointed about that."
"No, it's fine, Hermione." Draco said.
Hermione smiled and started laughing. "What's so funny?" He asked. "I've just never heard you say my first name before."
They both laughed at this. Hermione bent over laughing. Draco turned to face her, laughing.
When Hermione sat up her and Draco were only inches away. They both leaned forward. Hermione felt a burst of happiness as his soft lips touched hers.
Draco felt the same burst, he found that his hands had placed themselves on her hips. Hermione put her hands on his cheeks. They broke apart, their foreheads put together. Draco looked at Hermione. She still had her eyes closed, she was smiling. Draco smiled, too.
"Talk about forbidden love." She whispered to him.
"Maybe." He replied.
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