Authors Note:
This is the sequel to One Day, it is some sort of Cloud Atlas. He feels connected to Hermione and he cannot really remember why. A reminder that they were in love in their past life and Draco was ordered to kill her, leading him to suicide. Draco Malfoy has never met Hermione Granger, until the Yule Ball. The reason for this being that, he did not attend Hogwarts. I did some research and found that Draco said, "Father actually considered sending me to Durmstrang rather than Hogwarts, you know. He knows the headmaster, you see. Well, you know his opinion of Dumbledore — the man's such a Mudblood-lover — and Durmstrang doesn't admit that sort of riffraff. But Mother didn't like the idea of me going to school so far away. Father says Durmstrang takes a far more sensible line than Hogwarts about the Dark Arts. Durmstrang students actually learn them, not just the defence rubbish we do". So, Draco attended Durmstrang (Victor Krum's school) which means he will have no clue who Hermione is, until he attends the Yule Ball!
Enjoy!
PS: I am not sure if this is really a chapter, I know a prologue is supposed to be short but chapter one jumps a good five to six years, so this "chapter/prologue" is about their first encounter.
Bonnie x
Prologue
Hermione Granger sat anxiously as she waited for Durmstrang's school to make their entrance to boast for the Tri-Wizard tournament. The Great Hall doors slammed open with a loud thud, everyone's attention centred on their presentation. They marched in fiercely, with long sticks hitting the ground, creating a catchy tune. Hermione was captivated in their performance, as well was the other girls who attended Hogwarts. She particularly noticed a tall, white blonde haired boy. He was proud, fierce, courageous and very intimidating. His creamy skin glowed in the golden candle-lit light, his arms exposing his veins which popped out his arms.
As they began marching down the aisle, Hermione met the boy's hurricane-like eyes. The grey bounced off the light with drops of royal blue shooting across his iris. His eyes burned like fire, she blushed and tucked her thick bushy hair behind her ear.
Hermione sat quietly on the bench in the room where the cup had been placed, here you would throw your name written on a piece of paper, into the blue flames. However, Dumbledore had drawn a Age Ring which specifies a specific age may only pass. Hermione was consumed in her wizarding book, until the tall blonde boy entered the room. He stood, leaning against the stone wall watching Hermione. He was infatuated with her, Draco thought she was stunning. He noticed the other Hogwarts girls too, but they were all the same. Victor Krum entered his name into the cup and exited the room. Draco smirked at Hermione and following Krum.
Draco Malfoy stood dumbfounded at the pure beauty of his friends date. He hadn't plucked up the courage to ask Hermione Granger to the Yule Ball however, his friend, Victor Krum had. She had agreed reluctantly, although "The Boy Who Lived" and his redheaded friended disagreed strongly about her attending the ball with a Durmstrang. Hermione peeped around the corner and slowly began to take graceful steps down the staircase.
She was dressed in an exquisite pink gown that fitted her tightly on the top and cascaded in waves towards her ankles. Her hair was neatly done up with elegant makeup, she smiled wryly at Draco and walked towards Victor Krum. He had never gotten the opportunity to greet her or even ask her name, he had discovered all the details by Krum.
Draco could not help but feel as if they had met, he felt connected to this beautiful creature which gracefully swooped across the room. Why do I know you?
Draco stood talking to Victor as he waited for Hermione, who had gone to freshen up and grab refreshments.
"Hermione, I want you to meet my great friend, Draco Malfoy." Victor announced in his thick Russian accent, Hermione met Draco's gaze.
"Nice to meet you, Draco. Have we met?" she glanced at him up and down with a tingle of a smile spreading across her plump, rosy lips.
"I don't think so, you seem very familiar though."
"Shall we dance?" Victor took hold of her waist and she nodded, waving goodbye to Draco – the first and last time they spoke.