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The Sorting hat shouts it's answer. "GRYFFINDOR!" the Gryffindor table explodes into thunderous claps and cheers. Hermione walks to the Gryffindor table with a new spring in her step. she shook hands with Percy Weasley, and quietly sat and watches the sorting. she was really happy to be put in Gryffindor.
Professor McGonagall looks at her list of names and announces "Draco Malfoy. " and holds the Sorting Hat high above the chair.
A pale blonde boy with Blue eyes rises from the crowd of first years, with a smirk traced upon his face and sits down in the wooden chair. the Hat barely touched his head when it screamed "Slytherin!" He walks confidently to the cheering Slytherin table. he sits and patiently tries to watch the sorting.
He turns his head and stared right into a big pair of innocent chocolate brown eyes staring at him from the Gryffindor table. Hermione quickly turns her head away, blushing beetroot red.
He didn't know why she was staring at him. yet there was something about her that made his eyes linger on her for a moment more after she had turned her head away.
Hermione was very embarrassed to be caught in the act. Her cheeks burned as she put her hand on them. she wasn't paying attention to the sorting until Ron Weasley sat down opposite her with a loud 'Thump'. He shook his brothers' hands vigorously and smiled at Hermione. she smiled back as Harry was called forward.
Whispers flew across the hall. each head was craning to get a good look at him. Draco rolled his eyes. his father had told him that Potter would be coming this year. He had tried to become his friend but has been rejected. later on, Draco was sure, Harry would have his own Fan club in the school. He watched Harry as he was sorted into Gryffindor, with the loudest cheers and claps from the Gryffindor table.
The day ended rather quickly, as the first years realised when they gone to bed. everyone was feeling nervous about the day ahead, while
all that filled Draco's mind was Hermione.
Draco arrived early for their transfiguration lesson alone since Crabbe and Goyle are still pigging out in the great hall. He waited outside the room, soon to realise that he wasn't alone. there stood Hermione, leaning next to the wall brows furrowed reading the Standard book of spells.
She did not seem to notice his presence. The book seemed like the only thing that mattered to her at the moment. he looked at her unruly brown hair that swept over her shoulders in frizzy waves. he suddenly felt a great urge to speak to her. But before he could, he heard footsteps thundering down the hall. He turned and saw Crabbe and Goyle with a mountain of cakes in their hands walking towards him, with the Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs and a small group of Gryffindors not far behind.
McGonagall let them into the classroom, but not before scolding Crabbe and Goyle for the pile of food they have brought. They sat down in their places and starts to read their Transfiguration books. Draco realised that Potter and Weasley were absent. He looked up, McGonagall had Transfigured herself to a cat and sat on the end of the table, much to their amazement.
Minutes later, Harry and Ron Scurried into the room with their bags flying behind them, talking frantically to each other. Hermione rolled her eyes at the careless boys. McGonagall had transfigured back into her original self and was criticising the boys, whom both had they head hung low. McGonagall returned to her desk, and the started the lesson. yet the only person that was paying close attention was Hermione, as her hand rockets upwards every time when McGonagall asks a question.
Yet, Draco wasn't paying attention to McGonagall at all, as he couldn't help but watched Hermione with interest. He had found the clever girl intensely fascinating.
The lesson finished in a blur. Harry and Ron had rushed to their next lesson, not wanting to be late for potions with professor Snape. Hermione watched them as they ran, and walked across the hall towards the stairs.
she could hear footsteps and laughter behind her as she climbed the stairs. she easily recognised the laughter. it belongs to Draco. She bit her lip and dashed up the stairs like a darting brown bird.
Draco was laughing with Crabbe and Goyle about a nasty joke about Cornish pixies. as they laughed, Draco noticed some breadcrumbs on his robes from breakfast, and hastily brushed them off with his forefinger. as they climbed the stairs, they got frightened looks from students scurrying past them.
They entered their potions room, Snape was away. The trio sat down in the front row, excited about having a lesson with their head of house. Hermione had seated herself in between Ron and Harry and was busily getting her parchment and quill out, getting ready. beside her, Harry was hurriedly scribbling away on a piece of parchment. Hermione felt proud. Harry was finally taking studying seriously. Just as she was going to tell him that he was doing a good job, Snape strode into the room.
An invisible hush fell over the room as Professor Snape began talking quickly about how to behave in his class, yet Harry seems like he wasn't paying attention at all as his quill scribbled ferociously across the parchment. Hermione nudged him impatiently with her elbow and flickered her eyes to Snape. Harry quickly gave Snape his full attention. Snape glared at Harry crossly for a moment and starts to ask him questions about potion making. Hermione's hand shot up into the air, eager to answer, but Snape, however, was not interested in her as he fired question after question at Harry, who looked nervous and embarrassed as shook his head continuously. Snape then teased him about being famous while Crabbe, Goyle and Malfoy sniggered quietly in the front row. Hermione glared at them bitterly, however, Draco did look back at her as he did yesterday in the Great Hall. Hermione turned her head and focused on her work.
She felt oddly disappointed, like how she felt when she got low marks in an exam. She wonders why she felt so. Was it because he didn't stare back at her? Was it because she missed staring into those sharp blue eyes? she wasn't sure.