Dark Nebula - First Year: Part One
Summary: One by one they will be hidden, behind an opaque scale of the amaranthine serpent. Drabble series.
A word of advice: if you want fluff run elsewhere. Just start running.
He was still looking at the open door even when the girl was gone. The girl who had introduced herself as, Hermione Granger; in the same breath showing a disinterest in his new-found friend, Ronald Weasley.
She had practically blundered in on their conversation: insulting Ron for his wand work, and the spell his brothers had given him to turn Scabber's fur orange - though, he had to agree with her that it probably hadn't been real in the first place. From what he could tell Fred and George were a pair of pranksters, not malicious ones like his cousin, but still... She had also flaunted her own magic, fixing his glasses with a wave of her wand - literally. It would be a useful spell for someone like him, with his glasses always breaking somehow.
He had wondered aloud if he would see her again, an idea Ron didn't seem particularly enamored with. As his friend had voiced his displeasure at seeing the 'know-it-all' anytime soon.
Harry, though; he found himself curious. Not because he felt a pull toward her, but because he had seen the look in her eyes. He knew she felt a pull towards him, and there was no doubt in his mind that he would see her again.
