Draco's Angel

*By Cyber Gal*

Disclaimer: Okay one little thing before the story gets started. All Harry Potter characters belong to the genius J. K. Rowling but all other characters that I want to make up (like Professor Silver) belong to me. Oh yeah here's a little info on my story. It takes place in Hermione and Draco's 7th year at Hogwarts and the story started off on the day before they're about to leave for Christmas break. I hope you enjoy the story!

Draco Malfoy awoke to the sound of his alarm clock ringing. He reached across his four-poster bed and turned it off, trying to remember the dream that he had been having. It was a rather pleasant dream for Draco because in it, he has just beat Potter and Quidditch. The whole student body of Hogwarts was clapping and Hermione Granger was there, standing at his side. Wait a minute, Draco thought to himself. Hermione Granger at his side? Draco shuddered, trying to push the girl out of his mind. But he couldn't for some reason. The thought of him and Hermione Granger, the one person he despised over Potter, made Draco want to scream.

Draco smiled to himself as he headed for the shower for once happy that he was Draco Malfoy. The attacks of Voldemort were getting more and more frequent lately. Draco could see on the teacher's faces that they were afraid he would attack here. But that was no matter for Draco. Since his father had gotten quite close to Voldemort over the past years, Draco knew he wouldn't be harmed. Now that would be Potter, Draco thought remembering how badly Voldemort wanted Potter out of the picture and gone forever. For once, he was happy that he didn't have a life like Potter's. Draco certainly didn't love his life, but for today, Potter was worse off. At least Draco didn't have a powerful dark wizard chasing after him. But on the matter of having no parents, Draco was sure that Potter had a better life. Even though he would never admit it, Draco wished he were an orphan like Potter. It would be better then living in this hell, Draco thought dreading tomorrow when he had to return to the Malfoy Mansion for Christmas break.

After taking his shower and getting changed, Draco returned to better sprites when he remembered what class he had first, Potions. He always had gotten a kick out of watching Snape torture Potter and his friends. It was the best moment of his day.

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Hermione Granger tossed and turned in her bed. She couldn't sleep any longer so she decided to get ready for her class. Oh great, Hermione thought as she remembered what class she has first, Potions with Snape and the Slytherins.

"What a great way to start my day!" she said sarcastically. Hermione could tell this wasn't going to be a good day. And on top of that, her relationship with Harry wasn't going as planned. Hermione was fed up with boys. She didn't understand them at all. At one moment they were so sweet and charming and them the next, the mean and cruel. Her relationship with Harry had started off so well, and them he grew colder and started to forget about her. And Hermione could have sworn she saw him with Cho Chang a couple of times.

Hermione sighed as she climbed into the shower, trying to leave her thoughts behind her. But she knew it was going to be a long day.

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It was a cold, crisp morning among the Hogwarts grounds as a cloaked stranger made her way towards the old castle. She knew exactly what he had to do, she had to complete her mission for her master. This would prove her loyalty to her master once and for all and she would rise higher, higher then all the other Death Eaters.

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Draco Malfoy made his way to the Potions classroom eagerly awaiting for Snape to torture Potter yet again. As he walked into the classroom, Draco didn't see Snape but instead a young female teacher standing in his place. When all the students had assembled into the classroom, she spoke.

"Good morning students," She said cheerfully. "My name is Professor Silver and I'll be your substitute teacher. Snape was called away on a little emergency so I'll be taking over this class for today." Draco scowled. This new teacher ruined his morning happiness.

"Well for today you'll be learning how to make the potion Trichifism. When the Trichifism Potion is placed over someone that has been injured, it will cure any of the injures they might have. Now you will need a partner form this exercise, but don't go looking for someone just yet. I will assign you a partner." The class groaned.

"Well let's see here. How about Mr. Potter with Mr. Goyel. Harry groaned and Goyel just looked confused. Draco felt relieved that he wasn't partnered with Potter. But his happiness stopped when Draco heard his name called next. "Mr. Malfoy," Professor Silver announced. "And Miss Granger. Draco looked as if he could kill someone and Hermione just put her head in her hands. Seeing her was just enough, Draco thought. But being partners with her was too much to handle. Miss perfect always had to have things her way. Professor Silver finished assigning partners and then everyone set to work.

"Malfoy," Hermione scowled opening her textbook. "This isn't going to be the pleasantest class but I'm not going to let that stand in the way of letting me get a good grade."

"Don't worry Granger. The feeling is mutual," Draco replied smiling sarcastically. The rest of the class went on and Draco had to admit, it wasn't so bad working with her.

"Um Draco," Hermione said as he was about to pour a purplish liquid into the caldron. "If you do that, the potion is going to blow up into our face."

"Thanks," Draco said. Draco wanted to kick himself. He had said it again. What wrong with me? Draco asked himself. But then he felt a little different. She had called him by his first name and actually saved him from humiliating himself in front of the whole class. Draco sighed, shaking the thought out of his mind. It was definitely a weird day.

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Later, after Potions had finished, Hermione found herself walking alone towards the Great Hall for Lunch. Ron and Harry had been at Divination but Hermione was rather thankful for that. She and Harry weren't really on speaking terms. Hermione was glad she hadn't signed up to stay during Christmas break. It wouldn't have been any fun since Harry wasn't talking to her.

Hermione sighed as she took her usual seat at the Gryffindor table. The Great Hall was almost empty since most students were at their classes. But Hermione was thankful. She wasn't in the talking mood.

Hermione started to eat her sandwich. To her, it didn't really seem much like Christmas. As she looked up, she noticed Draco Malfoy sitting over at the Slytherin table by himself with his head in his hands. She felt and urge to go over and ask what was wrong, but Hermione put that thought out of her head. When she looked up again she noticed Malfoy staring at her with those sad blue eyes. She quickly looked down afraid she was going to blush. Afraid to look up again, Hermione finished her lunch quickly and head to the library.

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Professor Silver made sure there was no one around and then she opened up the door to a closet revealing Professor Snape all tied up and gagged with a handkerchief.

"Now Snape," she said to the man who was wriggling around desperately trying to loosen the ropes. "The more you move, they tighter the ropes become. Now be a good boy and stop moving. It's useless." Snape glared back at the women he thought he had known so well. It just didn't make any sense. "Now Serveus, I'm going to need some hair of yours for my little potion," she said smiling evilly. "I want to get this potion exactly right so I'll look just like you."

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It was the next morning and Draco Malfoy was dreading this day more then any other day. Today, he was going back to his home at the Malfoy Manor. But to Draco, it was more like going back to hell. And so the prophecy said, on a Malfoy's seventeenth birthday, he will prove his loyaqlty to his family by devoting his life to the dark arts. In Draco's case, that meant becoming a death eater. This tradition ran back thoughout the ages with his family, but Draco didn't want that. He didn't want to be death eater and he certainly didn't want to devote his life to working with Voldemort. Voldemort had caused Draco so much pain and grief that he in no way would ever work for him. Draco would die before turning over to his father's side and he had a bad feeling that he might never return to Hogwarts again.

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Hermione Granger had finished packing her things and saying her good-byes. She was about ready to leave Hogwarts when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Hermione," said Professor Snape. "May I have a word with you?"

"Okay," Hermione said wondering what Snape had to say. She followed him in a classroom and them all of a sudden she felt something hit her over her head and everything went black.

The End (for now)

Ok well that was the opening chapter to my story, Draco's Angel. It's not romance yet, but don't worry, it will be as the series goes on. The story is mainly about Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger in their seventh year at Hogwarts and what they have to go through together. If I get enough reviews I'll continue the series but if I only get a couple, it won't be continued. Please review because that means a lot to me to see that people actually like my stories. In my other series, Harry Potter and the Evil Twin, I've only gotten a couple reviews. I'm still writing it but if I had more reviews, I would have more inspiration and I could get the chapters out quicker. Thanks for reading my story. Until next time,

~*~Cyber Gal~*~