Full Summary: What would life be like if Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy had been friends at a young age? What would happen if Hermione was sent to Beauxbatons and not Hogwarts? What would happen when the two meet several years later aged 16 with hormones all rising? One thing can be said: Old love dies harder.
A/N: Unfortunately I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters nor the places that they appear; If I did- I wouldn't be sitting on my bed.
Chapter uno- Growing up
It had begun with a few boys pulling her brown frizzy hair for the friendship to grow. Although the Malfoy's lived on the edge of a rather rich country side; neither Narissca nor Lucius knew where their youngest and only Son disappeared too at the stroke of 12pm in the afternoon. The scenery was perfect; green hills that and a long winding pathway that lead down to the small village which the grand Malfoy Mansion looked over. A small river trickled through the hills, the sun dipping softly above them or behind them depending on the time. It was a child's paradise. But with no other siblings Draco Malfoy was lonely. It just happened to be one day in the summer that a young Hermione Granger was being tormented over the unruly hair that she had been cursed with.
Although both didn't realise it; they were both destined for greater things. A magical world that neither of them knew about; but only at the age of 11 would they realise this. It was a August afternoon and the sound of laughter filled the quiet hills.
"Come on Mione!" Draco called laughing as the blonde haired boy ran down the pathway.
"Draco- slow down!" A brown haired girl breathed in deeply from the top of the hill, before running after him, her poker dress fluttering around her knees. The sun was filtering down on the two, lighting up the bright green trees and lustrous green grass. The sky was painted the deep blue, not a speck of cloud in the way. As Hermione Granger ran to keep up with her blonde haired friend, she tripped rolling down the hill but laughing all the same. Turning around Draco Malfoy frowned seeing Hermione fall then roll, he laughed with her, laying down himself and rolling down the last of the hill, coming to a slow halt as the hill descended. He laughed breathlessly, only groaning as Hermione hit him in the side, she too coming to a stop.
"Oft- Sorry Draco-" Hermione said softly, her young voice echoing around them. She grinned happily to him, sitting up brushing the green grazes off her knees.
"Lets play a game" Draco said sounding bored all of a sudden he glanced to Hermione, she was pretty granted her brushy hair was a harsh contrast compared to his well-groomed white sheen of hair but she was not like the other girls he knew. He smiled faintly to himself, before Hermione glanced to him beaming. "Okay- House?" Hermione suggested, Draco groaned slightly.
"That's such a girls game-," He complained leaning back in the sun.
"Well I am a girl," She stated standing up hands on her hips looking down on him as the sun blazed on her young skin.
Draco stared up at her for a moment, before he rolled his eyes standing up "Fine- Fine Fine" He said smirking slightly to her, Hermione beamed happily clapping her hands, as she sat up on the small branch on the tree that leant over the small river.
"Right- so your just coming home from work; It's been a hard day for me, I've had to look after the children" She said grinning softly to him, before she pulled out the small book from her pocket. He watched her intently, his grey eyes watching her, before he bit his lip looking around him, he made his way over to her sitting on the branch, taking the book off her hands; and her natural pink lips came into a small but cute pout.
"Dra-" She complained, going to grab her book from him, Draco laughed
"This games much better-" He said smirking laughing once more, as Hermione lunged at him, both children falling too the floor with an 'oomph' Hermione on top.
She laughed lightly, Draco laughing with her, as he sat up slightly, his eyes looking to her, he tilted his head to one side watching her laugh, before he lent softly his lips brushing to hers.
Almost at once she stopped laughing feeling his lips on hers, she raised an eyebrow slightly, as he pulled back, a blush rising to her cheeks
"Um- Thank you," She said softly, smiling. Draco coughed slightly standing up pushing her off him.
"Don't mention it-" He stated, turning to walk off to the grand house that was on the other side of the patch of grass
"Dra-" Hermione called after him, brown eyes watching her friend walk off, she caught his arm
"No Hermione- I mean it, never talk to me again. " He snarled to her; suddenly feeling much like his father over his mother. When he had walked in one night on the pair arguing. He remembered the scene well, when his father had struck his mother for putting a toe out of line, the slap sound ringing through his ears as he thought of that moment when his father had kissed his mother and everything had been fine. But he barley had time to say a word to Hermione; perhaps he was too embarrassed. But the sudden rush that he was older, and wanted some power over her had taken in. Hermione stared at him, and almost at once she immediately dropped his arm tears in her eyes, before she turned on her heels stalking off.
Draco sighed watching her go. He was stupid
He bit his lip sighing, before he turned back to walk to his house.
Hermione stopped for a moment looking behind her a tear rolling down her cheek; and with that he turned and walked up the hill and out of sight, and out of her life.
A/N: Right; first story and I'm determined to stick at it. College life might get hectic at times. Reviews would be much appreciated to let me know what you all think of it :3 I'll give you a cookie in return if you do.
