Time for a Change

By Summer Lancaster

Chapter One: New Beginnings


Hermione's POV

I forced myself to look away. But I couldn't. Those mesmerizing silver-blue eyes just kept pulling me in. Yes, me, Hermione Granger, was falling for Draco Malfoy.

Don't make me repeat it.

"'Mione, you alright?" My extraordinarily brilliant best friend, Ginny Weasley, looked at me with raised eyebrows. She knew something was up.

I quickly glanced away and stared at the food in front of me. "Um, yeah. Everything's great. The food is amazing and we're all here together and what nice weather we've been having recently—"

"Hermione Jean Granger." Ginny looked at me with a smirk.

Oh, bloody brilliant. She must've seen me drooling over Malfoy. Well, my life is officially over.

"So, spit it out." Ginny lowered her voice to a whisper. It didn't matter anyways, since Harry and Ron were talking animatedly about Quidditch or another and would assume me and Gin were just gossiping. Still I didn't want to risk it.

"Later, Ginny, okay?" I hissed, shoving mashed potatoes in my mouth. Ginny only smirked.


Draco's POV

"Draco?"

"Oh, um, yeah?"

"What are you doing?"

I quickly turned to Blaise, who looked at me with a confused expression printed on his face. Crap. Hopefully he didn't see me staring at the mudblood Granger. I pushed that thought to the back of my mind.

"Oh, nothing. Just a little tired, that's all. You know, being Head Boy and all." I plastered a signature Draco smirk on my face and shoveled the rest of my food into my mouth.

Blaise grinned. "How's spending time with Granger going, huh? It must be terrible having to share a common room and bathroom with her and all. Does it reek of mudbloods?"

"Shut up, Blaise." I snapped back automatically. What the hell? Was I actually defending Granger? What was wrong with me?

"Could we not use the word "mudblood?" I added quickly. "You know, it just, reminds me of my father."

"Oh, okay." Blaise shrugged. He looked like he wanted me to elaborate, but I quickly got up.

"I'm going to go up to the dormitories. Finish up some work." I wasn't really sure what I was doing, but I found my way up to the Head common room.

While I walked up the stairs, my mind subconsciously began to think about Granger. The way her now soft, honey brown curls gathered in waves behind her shoulders, her warm, brown eyes that seemed to melt him instantly, the way her curvy body fit perfectly in those dresses she wore to the balls…

Draco! I snapped out of my trance. Stop thinking about… her. I swiftly opened the common room door and stopped in my tracks as I spotted Granger sitting on the loveseat.


Hermione's POV

After I told Ginny I'd explain myself later, I made my way to the common room so I could relax myself and read and take my mind off... Malfoy.

It was actually quite irritating that I couldn't stop thinking about him. Suddenly, everything about him seemed so perfect. I suddenly loved the way his messy, blond hair was tousled carelessly on his head, his silvery-blue eyes that sparkled when he smiled, and his gorgeous body. It was actually an accident when I saw Malfoy step out of the bathroom with only a towel. I knew I should've turned around and gave him privacy, but I was just… hypnotized.

He was so bloody muscular, that was for sure. I don't know why I hadn't noticed before, but I knew now. The only thing that snapped me out of my trance was the sight of Malfoy smirking as he saw me staring at his body. And I hated to admit it, even to myself, but even his smirk was annoyingly adorable.

And here he was now, stepping into our common room, looking amazing as usual.

Brilliant.

I was curled up on the loveseat, reading a thick book to keep my mind off him, and now he stood just before me.

I knew I should probably say something, but I just didn't know what. Even though we shared a common room and bathroom, that didn't make us best friends or anything. On the contrary, we avoided talking to each other. Not enemies, but not exactly friends.

Malfoy was the first to speak. And what he said surprised me.

"Hi… Hermione."

I looked up in surprise. He calling me Hermione? That was a first. Although I can't hide the fact that I actually kind of liked the way he said my name. I suddenly realized he was waiting awkwardly for me to reply.

"Oh, hi, Draco."

Wow. The way his name rolled off my tongue was kind of nice. I smiled at him. Although we'd been rivals the past six years, maybe people change. I saw something in him that was more caring, and if we had to share common rooms and a bathroom, maybe it was time for a change.


Draco's POV

Granger— Hermione was smiling at me.

It was a genuine smile too, and made her look a lot prettier. Even though she wore no makeup and insisted on wearing only the Hogwarts robes, she was beautiful. I really couldn't deny that. She was beautiful inside and out. She was intelligent, caring, thoughtful, beautiful, and honest.

And I liked her.

Maybe it was time for a change.


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