So here we go! It's taken two years but I've finally gotten my laptop so here is the first story I've written and there will by many more to come! Enjoy and don't forget to R&R! Thanks!
THE SWEETEST THING Ch. 1
Draco's POV
"Stand still
Watch
Interference is not an option
Don't do anything you'll regret later on
But how can I not help
Not do anything and everything
In my power to prevent
Pain
When not helping
Only causes myself
Pain
Jump up
See
Speak out..."
Krista Everett
Draco quickly shut the door, trying to block out the image in his mind. So the rumours were true. How could she not have heard a whisper about it yet? It seemed the weasel and his little mistress had gone further than the rumours were aware of. Draco shook his head as the picture of Ron Weasley snogging and...well...attacking Lavender Brown's inadequate breasts with his hand crept back into his mind. It was disgusting. And not just that it was the pathetic weasel who was getting some when he, the king of the school wasn't. Oh, no. To top it all off, Weasley had two girls he was involved with; Lavender was his behind-the-scenes lover and during the day he had hold of the smartest girl in the school, one who had much more adequate breasts...
Draco shook his head again wondering where that thought had come from. Maybe it was because deep inside he had a tiny crush on the girl he was supposed to despise and maybe it wasn't so tiny after all. Was that the reason why he felt like bursting back through the door and hexing Weasley's ass to oblivion and beyond? He felt his wand itching to be used in his back pocket but walked quickly away instead.
Hermione Granger was a muggle-born, a mudblood. Most of all she was in the Gryffindor House and he was a Slytherin. Natural enemies. Not to mention she was best friends with Harry Potter, the boy who lived. Oh, and she beat him in every single test no matter what the subject was. The list kept going but suddenly, there she was walking towards him. Should he warn her? No, besides she wouldn't believe him anyway. He continued to walk in her direction wondering if he should say something mean, turn into a different classroom before he reached her, or just ignore her all together. She wasn't looking at him so he assumed she had lots of things on her mind.
As they neared, Draco finally settled on a course of action. When they got close enough to touch, Draco raised his hand to slap the books she was carrying out of her arms. She looked up at him right before he slammed his arm down and he saw a mix of surprise and worry in her warm chocolate eyes. She obviously was concerned about something and deep inside he didn't want to cause her any more trouble than what she was unknowingly dealing with already.
Instead of completing his cruel thought, he shouted, "Hey!" to an invisible friend, pretending to wave in recognition. She kept walking as though nothing had occurred and he silently cursed himself for giving up such an easy opportunity. The thought crossed his mind to pull his wand out and jinx her while her back was turned but the memory of Professor Moody turning him into a ferret the last time he had tried to do that jumped to the front of his mind and he cast away the idea.
Sighing, Draco decided to go back to the Slytherin common room to terrorize a few first years before dinner. His homework load was somewhat light this weekend; only McGonagall and Trelawny had assigned homework today. He never did Divination work anyway, though he probably should practice transfiguring a chair into a toilet. Professor Snape had let him off the hook for the weekend though all the other students had a foot long paper to write.
A door slammed suddenly behind him and Draco was startled from his thoughts. Someone was running down the corridor toward him and a moment later he felt a slight brush against his shoulder as someone ran past him. Gaining distance away from him was a girl with slightly bushy hair who was clutching something to her chest and he knew that Granger had walked in on the weasel. He wanted to follow her and comfort her but it would be a mistake. There was no way such complete enemies could work together, even be friends.
"Hermione! Wait!" Weasley's voice carried down the corridor and Draco felt his heavy steps chasing after her.
Filled with loathing, Draco stuck his foot out at exactly the right time and caught Weasley mid-stride. Weasley fell hard on the stone floor and groaned.
"Watch where you're going, Ginger," Draco sneered at him sprawled on the floor.
"Oi! Ferret! Keep your paws to yourself, eh?" Ron stood up and towered over Draco by a few inches. He turned to see where Hermione had gone.
"Looks like your girlfriend doesn't want to have anything to do with you, weasel. She must have seen your hideous face and fan away!" Draco laughed at his joke and turned to leave a fuming Ron behind him, trying to decide if he should go after Hermione or attack Draco right then and there. When Draco didn't feel a fist against the back of his head he figured the flaming-haired Gryffindor had given up. Weasley wasn't good enough with spells to try to jinx him so Draco wasn't worried about being attacked.
Draco's mind returned to think about Hermione. He couldn't help but be captivated by her captivating eyes, alight with intelligence and curiosity. The light freckles scattered delicately across her nose and cheeks. They were difficult to notice but he loved how they accented her bright smile. She could make an entire room smile with her when she grinned. If only she wasn't a muggle-born. If only there was a way to capture her heart without making the whole school wonder if the world had turned upside down. If only she needed him.
Draco suddenly turned around. She did need him. He could convince her to get revenge on the weasel. He would be the answer and the whole school would think...what would they think? Who cared? No one would question a Malfoy. He would tell a few people it was a dare, to capture the Gryffindor princess's heart. Yes. And he knew that she never heard rumours. Or if she did she didn't believe them, otherwise she would have heard about Weasley's cheating almost two months ago.
As Draco's plan came together he headed to the one place he knew she would be comfortable. He knew he probably shouldn't get involved with anything to do with her but he couldn't turn back now that his idea was hatched. Though they were enemies, Draco did have a heart, and he couldn't watch silently as she got hurt over the pathetic ginger. So he would go to sit, concoct his plan some more, and wait for her to come...to him.
Well there's Ch. 1. I hope you liked it! I was originally planning on writing it all and then putting it all up but I'd rather hear what you all think about it! Thanks for reading! Ch. 2 is up now so enjoy!