This is my very first attempt in writing. Since I've always loved Dramione fics, guess my first one will be based on them.
I've noticed that a lot of Dramione fics include both of them either being Head Boy and Head Girl or pairing up for a school project. Well, I thought I would try something different then. Wonder how will it work out though? I'm still unsure of what will happen throughout the story. So I'll just be making up the plot along the way.
As I mentioned earlier, this is my FIRST. So, have mercy!!!
And of course, reviews will be very much appreciated.
PS: Since I still don't have the whole story in my head yet so I don't know what to put as the title for it. Personally, I think a relationship between those 2 will be dangerous and explosive, so here it is. Playing with Fire.
Disclaimer:My name's not Rowling. Not related to a Rowling. And Harry Potter is not mine. Credit of the Wizarding world and its characters goes to her. (This disclaimer applies to every other chapter in this story.)
Playing
with Fire
Chapter
1: Robbed
Alas, the long-awaited letter arrived.
With trembling fingers, Hermione accepted the letter bearing the school's crest from the tawny, brown owl's beak. After ruffling its feathers tiredly, it took off through the kitchen window. Hermione felt something hard enclosed in the envelope. She opened the envelope while trying in vain to calm her erratic heart.
Is that the Head Girl badge???
Hermione had been dreaming of being Head Girl of Hogwarts ever since her first year there. It seems like her dream was about to come true. As the shiny badge dropped into her eagerly waiting hands, Hermione gave a delighted squeal. It's a badge!! My badge!!! She sang in her heart. A look of happiness and triumph was evident even in her eyes. But as the word 'Prefect' came into the line of her vision, Hermione's heart dropped.
No, it's okay. There must be some kind of horrible confusion…I already AM a prefect…
She unfolded her letter hurriedly, and scanned through it.
'…come to our attention…. prefects…. lack of communication…effort to increase efficiency during after-hours patrol… new badges… allows communication among prefects...'
Hermione stared at the paragraph in disbelieve. True, it was rather difficult for prefects to ensure that every corner of the castle is checked after-hours. But a hybrid between walkie-talkies and prefect badges??Must be something Dumbledore came up with… Fuming, she skipped to the last paragraph, wanting to know who managed to be appointed as Head Girl instead of her.
'…look forward to a new school year under the lead of our Head Boy and Head Girl, Harry James Potter and Pansy Rhonda Parkinson. '
Hermione blinked her eyes a few times. She reread the carefully printed words.Pansy Rhonda Parkinson.No! It's still there!! Hermione shook her head a few times, thoroughly convinced that her eyes were playing some kind of sick, twisted game with her. But as she saw that name for the third time, she was convinced. It wasn't a mistake. Disbelieve coursed through her entire body. Pansy? Pansy Parkinson? That stuck-up pure-blooded Slytherin? That… that… thieving bitch!!
"Arrrrgggghhhhhhhh!!!!"
Hermione's scream resounded throughout the house. A feeling of being robbed lurked amongst all the shock, anger and jealousy within her.
"Arrrrgggghhhhhhhh!!!!"
At the same time, a similar scream was also vibrating off the walls in the Malfoy Manor
Draco Malfoy crushed the parchment he held in his right hand. His usually immaculate blond hair was messed up, a torturous look on his face. He looked as if he's just received news of a close relative's death. Fuck! I should've known! That Scarhead being Dumbledore's pet and all… of course HE would be Head Boy huh?
The feeling of injustice soon faded away. Fury blazed from within. His pale cheeks flushed up in anger. A wild, burning look in his eyes.
What makes Golden Boy more suitable than me for the post? I have better grades and excellent academic profile! And who's more eligible to lead a wizarding school?? A student from an ancient, pure-blooded family background I'm sure. I even have the looks in which to represent the school! That old muggle-loving wacko is really off his hook this time!
Draco looked back at the prefect badge he was holding in his hands a few moments ago. A look of disgust flitted across his face. He couldn't believe that he actually thought it was his Head Boy's badge. He thought of the extra spell embedded into the badge. He sighed. He had to admit, the newly-improved badge really does help to overcome the problems the prefects were facing. Catching sight of the words 'Prefect', Draco's face darkened again.After all these years and here I am. Merely a bloody prefect. Wonderful. Just absolutely delighting.
Draco didn't even pause to admire his new Quidditch Captain badge. To him, it's just natural that the post was given to him. Who else in the Slytherin seventh year is qualified to even run for that post? He is after all, the best player on the team. But right now, Quidditch was the farthest thing possible from his mind.
Turning on his heels, Draco stomped out of his room, the crumpled piece of parchment lying on the soft, carpeted floor.
I am going to do something about this. Someone must pay. No one slights a Malfoy. I won't tolerate being… being… Robbed.
TBC.
Author's Note:
Phew, 1st chapter done! Haha, I'm feeling rather okay about it.
I didn't know who else to 'nominate' as Head Girl. The only person I thought of who could make the whole story even more interesting is Pansy. I guess she always seemed like those boy-crazy and Draco-loving type of person. But I'm rather sure that she was never portrayed as a dumb or unintelligent girl in the books was she??
Well, I'm not really clear on that, but never mind. This is MY story after all. Hehe.
I'm aware that it's a really short chapter. I personally don't like short chapters like this but I'm just starting out. I promise to improve in the next few chapters alright??
Any comments to give?? Post them!! I want to know what you guys think!!
