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Looking at your Heart
Chapter 1
The new girl in town
Hermione was thoughtless as she roamed the halls. Her mind was drifting in and out of unimportant things. Not like her considering she was usually preoccupied with her homework, as well as the homework habits of her two close friends.
Harry Potter and Ron Weasley met Hermione in their first year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and after what was a few months of awkwardness they became fast friends, and have been inseparable ever since. They were just beginning their 6th year at the school, and after a busy summer of planning, studying and learning as many disarming, and defensive spells and hexes as they could cram into their brains, it made a nice change to be back in the halls of Hogwarts.
The year previously Ron and Hermione had been chosen as Prefects, which added to their already enormous pile of responsibility. Hermione was glad to be selected though. She had come from a non magic family, both of her parents being Muggles. She already possessed a strong desire to learn and expand her knowledge, but it was compounded by the drive to prove that she was just as smart and talented as any other witch or wizard there. People didn't dispute that Hermione was the smartest girl in the school, except for one person. The bane of her existence at Hogwarts. Draco Malfoy.
His family was Pureblood, and he relished pointing it out to anyone and everyone that Hermione's wasn't. They never got along, and her friends Ron and Harry spent hours in detention as a result of running to her defense when he attacked her verbally, which he did on a regular basis. His father had been named as a death eater the year before, by none other than Harry Potter himself, and since then Draco had become even more frequent and harsh with his jibes and taunts. He was intolerable, and it didn't help matters that they he had been selected the year before as Prefect for the Slytherin house. They ended up being thrust into situations where they had to interact with each other while doing their Prefect duties.
Hermione tried as hard as she could to remain calm and collected when he was around her. "Just ignore him." She would chant in her head, whenever he would mutter foul names under his breath or snicker with his other Slytherin chums when she would pass. But there was no denying that he got under her skin, and the fact that he was growing up to be a rather dashing young man didn't help. He was attractive, she knew it, and what's worse he knew it, which infuriated her to no end. She found herself staring at him across their potions class when he wasn't looking several times in the first weeks of their 6th year. He caught her once and raised an eyebrow at her as he looked back to which Hermione quickly turned her head back to her cauldron, and tried to ignore him the rest of the lesson. The fact that he caught her staring at him in class just seemed to fuel the fire, and give him something else to tease and jab at her about, which pleased him. He loved to get a rise out of her.
Hermione continued doing her curfew sweep of the halls dazedly walking around thinking how soft and warm her bed was, and how she would soon be in it. When she rounded a corner and almost ran smack dab into Hogwarts Head Master, Professor Dumbledore. She jumped out of her skin and unconsciously let out a little squeal.
"I'm sorry, Miss Granger", Dumbledore said with a smile. "I didn't mean to startle you."
Hermione grasped her heart which was beating with the fury of a hurricane, and said," I'm ok. I'm sorry I bumped into you, I was just preoccupied."
"I would like you to accompany me to my office. I need your assistance with something." He said as he turned, and she followed without a word.
When the ascended the spiral staircase to his office and entered the round room full of snoozing old wizards she was shocked to see two other people standing there. One was none other than her arch enemy, Draco Malfoy, and the other a girl, she had never seen before.
She could feel Malfoy bore his stare into her as she entered the room, but once again acted as unaffected as she always tried to where he was concerned. This time was different though, It wasn't his stare that was getting to her, but more the stare of the unknown girl. She chanced meeting the girls gaze, and when their eyes met, all of a sudden she felt naked, exposed. She hated it, and forced herself to look away. There was something about the girl's eyes that penetrated her very soul. She couldn't put her finger on it, she just knew she didn't like it.
Looking at your Heart
Chapter 1
The new girl in town
Hermione was thoughtless as she roamed the halls. Her mind was drifting in and out of unimportant things. Not like her considering she was usually preoccupied with her homework, as well as the homework habits of her two close friends.
Harry Potter and Ron Weasley met Hermione in their first year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and after what was a few months of awkwardness they became fast friends, and have been inseparable ever since. They were just beginning their 6th year at the school, and after a busy summer of planning, studying and learning as many disarming, and defensive spells and hexes as they could cram into their brains, it made a nice change to be back in the halls of Hogwarts.
The year previously Ron and Hermione had been chosen as Prefects, which added to their already enormous pile of responsibility. Hermione was glad to be selected though. She had come from a non magic family, both of her parents being Muggles. She already possessed a strong desire to learn and expand her knowledge, but it was compounded by the drive to prove that she was just as smart and talented as any other witch or wizard there. People didn't dispute that Hermione was the smartest girl in the school, except for one person. The bane of her existence at Hogwarts. Draco Malfoy.
His family was Pureblood, and he relished pointing it out to anyone and everyone that Hermione's wasn't. They never got along, and her friends Ron and Harry spent hours in detention as a result of running to her defense when he attacked her verbally, which he did on a regular basis. His father had been named as a death eater the year before, by none other than Harry Potter himself, and since then Draco had become even more frequent and harsh with his jibes and taunts. He was intolerable, and it didn't help matters that they he had been selected the year before as Prefect for the Slytherin house. They ended up being thrust into situations where they had to interact with each other while doing their Prefect duties.
Hermione tried as hard as she could to remain calm and collected when he was around her. "Just ignore him." She would chant in her head, whenever he would mutter foul names under his breath or snicker with his other Slytherin chums when she would pass. But there was no denying that he got under her skin, and the fact that he was growing up to be a rather dashing young man didn't help. He was attractive, she knew it, and what's worse he knew it, which infuriated her to no end. She found herself staring at him across their potions class when he wasn't looking several times in the first weeks of their 6th year. He caught her once and raised an eyebrow at her as he looked back to which Hermione quickly turned her head back to her cauldron, and tried to ignore him the rest of the lesson. The fact that he caught her staring at him in class just seemed to fuel the fire, and give him something else to tease and jab at her about, which pleased him. He loved to get a rise out of her.
Hermione continued doing her curfew sweep of the halls dazedly walking around thinking how soft and warm her bed was, and how she would soon be in it. When she rounded a corner and almost ran smack dab into Hogwarts Head Master, Professor Dumbledore. She jumped out of her skin and unconsciously let out a little squeal.
"I'm sorry, Miss Granger", Dumbledore said with a smile. "I didn't mean to startle you."
Hermione grasped her heart which was beating with the fury of a hurricane, and said," I'm ok. I'm sorry I bumped into you, I was just preoccupied."
"I would like you to accompany me to my office. I need your assistance with something." He said as he turned, and she followed without a word.
When the ascended the spiral staircase to his office and entered the round room full of snoozing old wizards she was shocked to see two other people standing there. One was none other than her arch enemy, Draco Malfoy, and the other a girl, she had never seen before.
She could feel Malfoy bore his stare into her as she entered the room, but once again acted as unaffected as she always tried to where he was concerned. This time was different though, It wasn't his stare that was getting to her, but more the stare of the unknown girl. She chanced meeting the girls gaze, and when their eyes met, all of a sudden she felt naked, exposed. She hated it, and forced herself to look away. There was something about the girl's eyes that penetrated her very soul. She couldn't put her finger on it, she just knew she didn't like it.
