Star Crossed
Hermione sat in the common room of Gryffindor Tower pondering on the events that had occurred that year. She had mixed emotions about its occurrences.
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When walking to the Great Hall for breakfast one morning she heard an all too familiar voice calling her name.
"Hermione! Hey, Hermione!" Draco yelled, running toward her, trying to get her attention, "Hermione!"
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Hermione asked, annoyed.
"Can we talk? But not out here, somewhere more… er…private, please?"
He sounded sincere enough so she agreed to meet him outside the room of requirement later in the day.
When she got to the room of requirement, Draco was already there.
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"Good, you're here! Let's go inside," Draco pleaded," I already told the room what we needed."
"Okay, Draco. Now, let's go inside before someone sees us!"
To Hermione's surprise, inside was a small courtyard with a quiet stream running through it and a small, concrete bench sitting in the middle of it. This place was so… peaceful!
Draco led Hermione to the bench and asked her if she'd "please sit down?" Hermione, bewildered by the sudden kindness and sincerity in his voice, obeyed, sat down, and listened to what Draco had to say.
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"Hermione, I know we haven't been the best of friends since we met, but I want to start over, I mean, if you don't mind!" Malfoy was either being sincere or he was a much better liar than Hermione thought.
"Just what exactly are you saying, Malfoy?" Hermione inquired.
"Hermione, what I'm trying to say is that I know we have our differences, but I'd like to be friends and, later on, if you'd like, maybe even, more!
"I don't want to hate each other any more. I'm sorry for making fun of you, and giving you a hard time, and calling you 'mudblood', and I want to be friends! I really, really, like you, Hermione. That's why I always picked on you before."
"Oh! Well... give me some time to think things through for now. Okay Draco? I'll talk to Harry and Ron first, and let you know on Saturday. 'Kay?"
"Yes, Hermione. Thank you," Draco replied.
