White Butterfly
Hi everyone! I'm Amberblaze, and is
kindda into D/H too! So I decided to write a D/H ficcy, after all, I haven't
had a Harry Potter fic in my stories! Flamez are definitely NOT welcomed!!!
Enjoy!
It was a lovely summer's day in the Muggle
world. Five year old Draco Malfoy was laying on the grass, feeling extremely
bored. Suddenly, a pretty girl with chestnut brown hair, wearing a violet dress
with white laces came over.
"Hello.
What's your name?" she asked sweetly.
Draco
hesitated. His father told him Muggles were stupid, cruel fools. But he replied
before he could stop himself.
"Draco
Malfoy." He replied.
"My
name is Hermione Granger. Nice to meet you." she said ever so politely.
Draco
was startled. His father was wrong about Muggles. Hermione was so sweet, soft
and well spoken. She looked pretty too.
"Do
you want to catch butterflies?" she asked. Draco nodded eagerly, wondering what
butterflies are.
But
he soon found out. They were beautiful fluttering insects, though none of them
could ever beat Hermione. All the butterflies seemed attracted to her, and it
was never difficult for her to catch one. Draco however couldn't catch any.
When he was about to be greatly disappointed, Hermione handed a handsome white
male butterfly to him. His face brightened up tremendously. Suddenly, it flew
up to his nose.
"Quick!"
Hermione cried, "Make a wish!"
He
closed his eyes and…
I
wish I can be friends with Hermione forever…
Then it flew away elegantly.
"My
mum says when a butterfly flies to your nose, you make a wish and it will come
true." She explained. Draco smiled up to her.
***
But
I'm afraid, that is only the beginning. Lucius Malfoy found out, and caned his
son cruelly.
"You
better stop seeing foolish muggles again," he growled evilly, "Or that girl
will die in the hands of mine!"
Draco
looked horrified. Slowly, he was badly forced to follow his father, calling
wizards or witches who were Muggle-borned "Mudblood". He forgot the girl who
was once named "Hermione", and carried on his life being a Slytherin at
Hogwarts.
***
It
was another Potions lesson on another complicated potion. Snape began to call
partners.
"Crabbe
& Longbottom, Potter & Blaise, Malfoy & Granger, Weasley &
Goyle…"
Hermione
groaned. She hated that moron Malfoy!
They
began working on it. Halfway through, when Draco was adding an ingredient, he
found Hermione drawing something on her notepad.
It
was a large, white, male butterfly. Draco gasped. Its wings got the same
patterns on the one that flew up to his nose!
"Err,
what butterfly is that?" he asked, trying to keep his voice calm.
"I
don't know. It's just familiar in my mind." She replied coldly.
It was her.
Trying to keep it off his mind, they continued working.
***
Later January
welcomed the next month. Draco was taking a walk outside before breakfast. He
accidentally bumped into Hermione.
"Sorry…"
Hermione apologized, and then realized it was Draco.
"Oh, it's you."
she snapped. Draco merely glared at her. Suddenly, a butterfly flew to
Hermione's nose {Hey readers, it's just a coincidence! }.
"Make a wise."
Draco said dully.
"How did you
know?" Hermione asked curiously, after it had flown away.
"A girl called
Hermione told me." He answered distractedly, then suddenly gasped. He revealed
something he should not have.
They stared at
each other, didn't know what to say. It was like eternity. Then, Hermione could
not take it anymore and finally ran away.
***
"Hermione,
what's wrong?" Ginny asked concernedly.
"Yeah, you're
not yourself today." Ron piped up.
They were in
the common room resting by the fire at night.
"Umm… I'm just
not feeling myself today." She stammered. "I think I'll go fore a walk. Don't
worry 'bout me, k?"
Hermione began
to walk out of the common room slowly, breathing the fragrance of the
sweet-smelling flowers. Then, from afar, she spotted a figure walking towards
her. It was Draco.
They stared at
each other as long as the staring contest in the morning. Then suddenly, Draco
pressed his lips against hers. He was taken back, but her lips were too
irresistible.
Hermione too,
was shocked but slowly, she melted in the warm kiss. Wrapping her arms around
Draco's waist, she felt she was in heaven.
I loved her all
along? Draco thought's pondered. For a while, he thought he was crazy. But
remembering how jealous he was of Krum going to the ball with her, thinking
she's an angel, he began to accept the fact.
They parted
after a while. Draco ran his fingers through Hermione's soft chestnut hair.
"Hermione, I
love you." Draco whispered.
Hearing this,
Hermione hugged Draco.
"We fallen in
love with each other when we're young." She whispered back softly.
Then they
kissed again, in true bliss, while a shining star swished across the starry
sky.
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