Melt Me- Chapter 1
"Love is the only fire hot enough to melt the iron obstinancy of a creature's will"
- Anon
Hermione's pov.
His eyes are the window to his soul. It is in those icy gray depths where I see his endless pain, his frozen heart. We are complete opposites. We always keep our façade towards each other. It's almost an unspoken rule. We were declared rivals the moment we met on the Hogwarts Express in first year. The hatred only grew from there. He was the pureblood Slytherin prince and I was the bane of his existence. Miss know-I-all Granger, best friend of the boy who lived.
I can't exactly pinpoint the day, week, or even month it changed, but all o a sudden, I was tired of all that hatred. The wizarding world had already been plunged deep into chaos. Everyone scrambling to make things go back to how they once were. How I wish I could also drown myself in such blissful ignorance. However, that was not to be. They needed everyone and anyone with any sort of ability to fight against Voldemort and for me it was more then just that. Harry needed me as well.
So in seventh year, we officially joined the order of the Phoenix. That was of course expected. With the forces of Light and Dark about to clash at any moment, we were running on time we didn't have. Hogwarts has always been my home away from home. It is the one place where I could make a difference, where people loved me for being me. It was at Hogwarts where I met people who mean more then the world to me, and I would do anything to keep it safe.
It was eighth year, our last. There was no time to relax and enjoy what little time we had left. All of our concentration went to the impending war. Ever since the start, I have known that there would be a split in the houses. That some would go over to the dark side and others would choose to join us. It just never occurred to me that Malfoy would choose ours. I faintly recall Dumbledore calling us to his office one evening. A we sat waiting anxiously for news, the door clicked open and I found myself looking into the loneliest eyes that I had ever seen.
Malfoy's Pov.
The ugly ducking has grown. She still has that untouchable mane of…hair, but underneath that mess are the endless orbs of amber that won't allow me to turn away. She looks afraid, confused that I'm joining the order. She's right though. I'm not on her side. It's all a pretense. I'm on no one's side. The only side I'm on is my own.
I am the son of royalty, bred to be an aristocrat. NO mudblood is going to sway my set destiny. She doesn't understand. I will do whatever necessary to survive this war, the only interest I have is my own. When this reign of terror finally comes to an end, I will rebuild my heritage. Regain the family name and status. Lead the rest into a new age. No matter what position I hold, I was born to lead.
I've always admired her. She has a brilliant mind. It is a known fact that I hate her and she hates me, but that's just a cover.Chains unknow to her hold be back, will always hold be back fromwhat i truly dream, but i've come to accept it because there's no use fighting fate.Perhaps if situations and circumstances were different, we could have had something. Perhaps her fire could have melted me. However, that's just wishful thinking. There's no time for that nowadays, not anymore.
Authors note: this is really just an out of the blue inspiration…I originally planned this to be a one-shot, but I may just continue. I've written half of the second chapter, but I will want to hear comments before I post anything further. Hoped you enjoy…
