I have returned with yet another one of my stories. This is a DM/HG fic and I hope you all like it.
Summary: Hermione and Ron are dating, but little does Ron know that Hermione secretly wants to kill him. Draco is madly in love with Hermione.
Rating: M
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the plot. Obviously.
Chapter One: Thoughts on People
Hermione and Ron. That's what they all said. Never Hermione. Never Ron. Just Hermione and Ron. You never would have guessed it, but this infuriated me. I wanted nothing more than to wring that little swine's neck. Of course, I never showed anything towards him except affection, adoration and love. Hopefully this year, things will change. It will change from being Hermione and Ron, to Hermione. Just me. I would rather be alone than be with a boy who does not understand a girl's emotions. I was many things to him: a sex object, a teacher, a friend, a girlfriend, an advisor, a wardrobe co-ordinator and, occasionally, a cook. I cannot take this any longer. I will make sure that by the end of this year; Ron and I will be nothing to each other. He already is nothing to me but a master, and I am his slave.
I will kill Ronald Weasley.
KILL.RON.KILL.RON.KILL.RON KILL.RON.KILL.RON.KILL.RON.KILL.
Well, here goes another year. Its not like I hate school or anything, I just don't like the idea of having to go there again. Back to where my past haunts me. I still remember looking down at Dumbledore's pale, white face. I had woken up from a dream to find myself standing next to Dumbledore with Snape trying to get me to run. I hadn't even realised what I had done until Snape explained to me that I had been under the Imperious curse, a curse which my father had placed on me. I have not forgiven him since.
Now, as the school year looms closer, I, Draco Malfoy, am genuinely afraid. I am afraid of what my fellow students will think of me. I am afraid of what this school year might bring. But most of all, I am afraid that my father will come for me and kill me. I am not afraid of death, but I am still human. Death is something that we must all come to admire. Death is beautiful, even when it looks horrible…it still appears to be beautiful.
There was only one person who I compared to Death. She was not pretty, but she was beautiful in some exotic way. She is the one I admire, yet stay away from. She is one of the things in my life that I have come to fear.
She is Hermione Granger.
HERMIONE.HERMIONE.HERMIONE. HERMIONE.HERMIONE.HERMIONE.
I love the way she tosses her hair when she is full of pride. I love the way her eyes sparkle when she is excited. I love the way her nose twitches when she is aggravated. I love the way her mouth shrinks when she is mad. I love the way her forehead crinkles up when she is confused. I love the way her teeth show when she laughs. I love the way she swings her legs when she is bored.
But most of all, I love the fact that she is mine. All mine, forever and ever. She loves me as I love her. The new year is approaching and I will have her, all of her. She will be mine, truly. She will give me all of herself to prove her love for me. I would do anything for her, even kill myself. Sometimes she seems to be a bit distant, but I forget about it and think about how she will be mine next year.
Nobody else's, but mine. Hermione Granger is mine.
MINE.MINE.MINE.MINE. MINE.MINE.MINE.MINE.MINE.MINE.MINE.MINE.
Hope you liked the first chapter. I am a bit weird…so excuse any weirdness.
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