Author- MoMo Uchiha and AlbusLily2011
Pairing- Dramione
Warnings- Unknown
Summary- What will happen with Hermione and Draco in control of most of the school, being heads and all, Hoping they dont mess anything up Mcgonagall put her trust in them. Will romance come to them this year or will they miss their opportunity?
A/N:
So here is chap two! Some poeple have been waiting for it!
Draco's P.O.V
Draco looked at the Granger girl, his stomach filling with nervousness. He had remember those years ago when he had insensitively called her a filthy mudblood, and many other things he did not even want to remember. He looked nervously down at his feet, trying to avoid her shocked, widened eyes. He didn't say anything, but waited, hoping she would speak first.
"Malfoy? I can't believe Mcgonagall put me with you." Hermione said as she said sat down as far away from him as she could. "What did you want anyway?" She snarled
"McGonagall told me that we had to have a meeting to talk about how we were going to do things. And there was no way we were going to be able to do this over the summer. So, I chose now. Look, I didn't want this job. I don't know why they even gave me this job. I mean- look at me. Everyone knows I'm not 'leader material'." He said, looking at her but avoiding her big, bushy hair and big chocolate brown eyes.
"Okay whatever let's just get this over with, I want to get back to my friends." Hermione sighed.
"Okay, look first of all i need you to know that I am over all of the blood crap." Draco stated.
As Draco spoke, Hermione just glared at him. He continued to avoid her stare, not being able to stand how gorgeous he found her, now that they were forced to be alone together. It was as if he had lost any recent memory he had of her, and his mind was completely changed.
She has been the center of his mind ever since the war. Seeing her with Weasley made something crack inside him. He wanted to have her, not anyone else just her. He liked the idea of her being his forever.
Althought their was one problem, she hated his guts. Everytime he remembered that it broke his heart, to know all of the bad things he did to her and called her.
It would take a while to even be on speaking terms with her. He would try though. He wanted to be someone in her life.
Hermione sighed in frustration. On one end, she wanted to be over it as much as he did. But after everything that had happened, it would take a long time. And would it really even be worth it? She turned away from him, biting her lip nervously.
"It's not that easy for me." She said, trying not to show how frustrated she was. Draco was silent for a moment.
"I can understand that. Look, I was a douche. And, honestly, I probably will always be a douche. But, I want to change that. I want to make it better. And- my actions- haven't always fully been my own. By now you probably know that." Draco tried to explain to her.
"Yeah, I know. But what about when you were little, huh? Why were you such a douche back then?" She asked him.
"Well you know my father..." Draco started.
"No...no I don't. The only thing I know about him is that he put his loyalty in the wrong person." Hermione snapped.
"Yes he did. When I was younger I made this muggle friend named Kaitie. When I got home the day I met her I was beat. My father told me that I was to never speak to her again. I, being stupid, asked why. He hit me again. I was told never to talk to Mud-...Muggleborns and blood traitors, that they were bad people. I never questioned him again, not wanting to be hit, until I met you first year. You changed the way I thought about them. You were so nice and caring that I wanted to be friends with you, but when you found out who my father was you wanted nothing to do with me." Draco was trying to hold back the tears that threatened to escape.
Hermione turned back around so she was facing him again. He gulped to hold back his tears. He didn't want to look like a fool, not in front of her.
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't realize-" She said, her voice cracking at the thought of someone being physically beaten at such a young age for just wanting to have a friend.
"It's alright. No-one else knows what's happened in my life in the past. Just you. And, I trust you'll keep it to yourself? If that gets out- I might as well be expelled." Draco said, his face turning much paler than it already was. Hermione took a step forward, trying to find a way to approach him, without making it awkward.
"You can trust me. And McGonagall is not going to expel you because of what your father did to you. Those weren't your actions. Now I understand why you've acted the way you have towards me and the others. And I'm sorry for thinking so terribly poorly of you for it." She said. At this time, they were both facing each other, and Draco was no longer afraid to look at her. He felt he could trust her.
Which was saying something because he could never really trust anyone. His father had really corupted him.
He looked her in the eyse and saw pity. He sighed.
"Hermione, I really don't need any pity. i'm okay now, I guess." Hermione looked at him.
After seeing the look in draco's eyes, she relaxed a bit. My god, his eyes. She would never dare tell them, but they were probably the most beautiful she had ever seen...maybe even more so then Ron's. And she could already sit and stare into his for hours. But Draco's, the cold icy blue made them seem as if she was looking through glass into the ocean. And right now, as he looked at her, they seemed more beautiful. But then again, she had never taken much time to look at him. More or less she had always been trying to avoid him. Especially looking at him.
Now was the very first time she looked at him for real. His hair wasn't slicked back like before the war, it was messy and fell infront of his eyes, it gave him some edge. His face was a more defined mans face. He was wearing his Hogwarts robes, like he was supposed to. But his shoes were muggle shoes, which confused Hermione emencly, his shoes her black converse. Hermione cocked an eyebrow at that and he laughed seeing what she was looking at.
"I took a liking to Muggle things over the summer." He stated.
Hermione was shocked. Ever since she had known him, he had hated muggles. Now he was- taking a liking to muggle clothing? "Did you hit your head during the summer? Or- lose your memory?" She asked, almost teasingly, yet worriedly at the same time. She smiled at him playfully.
"I figured you would say something like that. No. Hermione, I'm being serious. Look, after the war, I realized it wasn't far what we- my family, and the rest of the Death Eaters, had put everyone through. And, me and my mother- well, we've changed. Or at least- we're trying…" He said, awkwardly looking down at his feet. Hermione sighed, looking out the window. They were already half way to Hogwarts. btw, that's the bit that needs changed, where I said they sit down, but they were already sitting down.
Looking out the window, Hermione sighed. They were already half way to Hogwarts. "I want to make this work." She said quietly. No. What was she saying? It would never work. Ever. As soon as Draco smiled, however, she completely gave in.
"So do I." He replied in a soft, soothing voice that she had never heard him speak before.
A/N:
Hey this is the end of Chpater two. We know That it isn't very long but there is more to come, dont worry. Please review and We would lIke to say thnx to Miya Simusa.
MoMo Uchiha and AlbusLily2011 :)