A/N: My first fanfic! Don't you just love Dramione? They're perfect.
Hermione had never told anyone this, but from the very first time that she had laid eyes upon Draco Malfoy, the 'Slytherin Prince", she'd been smitten.
The way his pure white hair caught the sunlight, the way his grey eyes sparkled when he laughed… Hermione loved it all. From that first, fateful sighting, she had made it her mission to observe and learn about him as much as possible.
At breakfast, she sat opposite the Slytherin table, so that she could stare at Draco's handsome profile without turning around. In class, she daydreamed about her love picking her up and flinging her over his shoulder, and carrying her away to a castle, where they could live happily ever after. At night, when she was trying to sleep, she tried out wedding dresses in her head and debated with herself what music would be most romantic for the wedding of their dreams. Maybe something classical, like Mozart… She thought dreamily. But what if Draco prefers modern music? 'White Wedding' then, she decided, and fell asleep with a smile on her lips.
Draco may have walked around like he owned the school, but what Hermione truly wanted was for him to realize was that he was already the owner of her youthful heart. It was pure agony for her to be away from him; that first Christmas away from Hogwarts had nearly killed her. Her only consolation during those dreary holidays that seemed to stretch for ages was that when she returned, she could return to fantasising over him from a distance.
She had no words to describe how perfect he was, or how much he meant to her. Hermione Granger would have flung herself into the heart of a dying star in an instant if it was to help her beloved in some way. And so, she watched and waited until the time came when she could come out of the shadows and into the light.
A/N: Review please! It would mean so much to me. :)
