I will teach you how to love.
Chapter 4
By MissIntelligence.
Disclaimer: JKR owns all the characters of Harry Potter.
Draco was playing with his breakfast. He had decided to forget about everything, and go back to his normal life.
He had Herbology with the stupid Hufflepuffs, and then Potions with the Gryffindors... he didn't want to go, but if he didn't show up, Granger will think he's a coward, he had to go.
He had 30 minutes to think. He stood up, and he made his way out of the Great Hall didn't dare to look at the Gryffindor table. Although he felt Granger's eyes burning on his skin, but he didn't dare to look.
How many times he had seen those brown eyes burning, but with anger and hate.
For the first time in days, the fresh air hit his face, it made it more cold than it was. It was freezing outside but he barely notice. He needed this time alone.
How he had gone so confused,he didn't know who he wanted to be, he didn't know who he was. Someone cold, someone who ignored every feeling he could ever feel?,or someone who wanted to be loved and learn to love?.
He had two personalities, but he knew that only one was real.
He ran a hand through his blond hair, shoving it back from his face.
He surprised to find that he could still feel exactly what had happend two nights ago. The touch of her hand in his. He shut his eyes so that the feeling would intensify, and it did. It felt unreal, it just couldn't be real he had forbbiden to touch her again, if he wanted to be Draco Malfoy, he had to forget her.
The morning had warmed up considerably, but it felt as his insides had turned to ice. Just what he wanted, but it felt wrong. He pulled his knees, hugging them close to his body. He suddenly remembered he had class.
He never stoped thinking, while he made his way back to the castle.
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Hermione was taking notes at Transfiguration, she had decided to stop every feeling about Malfoy in her heart. And the best way was, working on something really hard. And this was very hard.
She ,the brightest witch in Hogwarts, finished her work in thirty minutes.
Now she had all the class to do whatever she wanted to do.
She was sitting by Ron, but he was busy trying to figure out the problem in his parchment.
Her thoughts started to work, but she was glad that none of them were about Malfoy, all of them were about Ron. She could hardly belive that he was really trying to work this time.
"Trying hard?", she interrupted him, admiring the way he bit his low lip when he was concetrate, "Is not that difficult when you finally got it".
"Well that would never happen", he said dropping his quill, "I don't have brain for this".
"You didn't try that hard", Hermione knew that was to good to be true, "So, if you dont use your brain for this, I mean,does it have a use?"
"Yeah, maybe Quidditch, chess.. Dunno"He said looking the sealing "It has always been useless for me"
"That's not true, and you know it",looking at the wonderful way he ran a hand through his red hair.
"So, anything new in you life?", he said obviously changing the subject "A bad mark perhaps?"
"Nope", she started, "My life is... well as always, what about you?"
"Nothing new", he said. Great!, now we don't anything to talk about, she thought.
"Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, would you please let you other classmates work?", professor McGonagall yelled at them.
"Sorry professor", Hermione said. She heard Ron said something like "Big cow", and then he went back to his impossible problem.
Hermione for the first time in her life was getting bored in a class!, something weird happened to her, someone appeard in her mind, a blond, sweet boy.
Oh, no Hermione!, DO NOT, start again, she yelled to herself (in her mind).
Malfoy is a jerk, he is definetly not sweet, she hated him and he hated her.
But he had seemed really worried about her the other night. Maybe it hadn't been real. She wasn't sure, all that she was sure about was that she liked the feeling of touching him.
She closed her eyes trying to remember every detail of that night.
Suddnly a voice inside of her head yelled at her, 'You are crazy, it wasn't the great thing, you are taking this too seriously, 'you are right, Hermione answered to the voice, he just had helped her, something weird on him, though.
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Draco was getting near to the dungeons. He had been thinking of Herm.. er, Granger all the class, he even got detention for that night. And all because of her. She was driving him crazy!!, he couldn't let her, but nobody had ever touch his heart this deep. He was afraid.
"Malfoy?", the deep voice of Goyle said, "If you keep walking you are going to crash in the wall.
"Wha..?, Oh yeah", he said stopping a few feet from the wall.
He didn't want to be near to Grager, so he took the last seat in the classroom.
He took his face in his hands, he didn't want to look at her either.
Then he heard them, Potter, Weasley and her were laughing at something, but when they saw him they stopped. For his luck they took the first deskfar from him.She was far from him. With Weasley and Potter. Physically she was far but she kept near him in his mind.
"Dont talk, dont ask and if is possible dont breathe!",Snape was in the room,"Copy this, now!".
He took his quill and parchment, though his hand was moving, he didn't know what he was writing.
She had definetly took his freedom, he a prisoner in his own mind.
Hello! I've decided to give Draco and Hermione more time and give me some time to think about the rest of this story!, Enjoy this chapter as much as I did¡¡
Review!!
Chapter 4
By MissIntelligence.
Disclaimer: JKR owns all the characters of Harry Potter.
Draco was playing with his breakfast. He had decided to forget about everything, and go back to his normal life.
He had Herbology with the stupid Hufflepuffs, and then Potions with the Gryffindors... he didn't want to go, but if he didn't show up, Granger will think he's a coward, he had to go.
He had 30 minutes to think. He stood up, and he made his way out of the Great Hall didn't dare to look at the Gryffindor table. Although he felt Granger's eyes burning on his skin, but he didn't dare to look.
How many times he had seen those brown eyes burning, but with anger and hate.
For the first time in days, the fresh air hit his face, it made it more cold than it was. It was freezing outside but he barely notice. He needed this time alone.
How he had gone so confused,he didn't know who he wanted to be, he didn't know who he was. Someone cold, someone who ignored every feeling he could ever feel?,or someone who wanted to be loved and learn to love?.
He had two personalities, but he knew that only one was real.
He ran a hand through his blond hair, shoving it back from his face.
He surprised to find that he could still feel exactly what had happend two nights ago. The touch of her hand in his. He shut his eyes so that the feeling would intensify, and it did. It felt unreal, it just couldn't be real he had forbbiden to touch her again, if he wanted to be Draco Malfoy, he had to forget her.
The morning had warmed up considerably, but it felt as his insides had turned to ice. Just what he wanted, but it felt wrong. He pulled his knees, hugging them close to his body. He suddenly remembered he had class.
He never stoped thinking, while he made his way back to the castle.
**************************************************
Hermione was taking notes at Transfiguration, she had decided to stop every feeling about Malfoy in her heart. And the best way was, working on something really hard. And this was very hard.
She ,the brightest witch in Hogwarts, finished her work in thirty minutes.
Now she had all the class to do whatever she wanted to do.
She was sitting by Ron, but he was busy trying to figure out the problem in his parchment.
Her thoughts started to work, but she was glad that none of them were about Malfoy, all of them were about Ron. She could hardly belive that he was really trying to work this time.
"Trying hard?", she interrupted him, admiring the way he bit his low lip when he was concetrate, "Is not that difficult when you finally got it".
"Well that would never happen", he said dropping his quill, "I don't have brain for this".
"You didn't try that hard", Hermione knew that was to good to be true, "So, if you dont use your brain for this, I mean,does it have a use?"
"Yeah, maybe Quidditch, chess.. Dunno"He said looking the sealing "It has always been useless for me"
"That's not true, and you know it",looking at the wonderful way he ran a hand through his red hair.
"So, anything new in you life?", he said obviously changing the subject "A bad mark perhaps?"
"Nope", she started, "My life is... well as always, what about you?"
"Nothing new", he said. Great!, now we don't anything to talk about, she thought.
"Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, would you please let you other classmates work?", professor McGonagall yelled at them.
"Sorry professor", Hermione said. She heard Ron said something like "Big cow", and then he went back to his impossible problem.
Hermione for the first time in her life was getting bored in a class!, something weird happened to her, someone appeard in her mind, a blond, sweet boy.
Oh, no Hermione!, DO NOT, start again, she yelled to herself (in her mind).
Malfoy is a jerk, he is definetly not sweet, she hated him and he hated her.
But he had seemed really worried about her the other night. Maybe it hadn't been real. She wasn't sure, all that she was sure about was that she liked the feeling of touching him.
She closed her eyes trying to remember every detail of that night.
Suddnly a voice inside of her head yelled at her, 'You are crazy, it wasn't the great thing, you are taking this too seriously, 'you are right, Hermione answered to the voice, he just had helped her, something weird on him, though.
******************************************************
Draco was getting near to the dungeons. He had been thinking of Herm.. er, Granger all the class, he even got detention for that night. And all because of her. She was driving him crazy!!, he couldn't let her, but nobody had ever touch his heart this deep. He was afraid.
"Malfoy?", the deep voice of Goyle said, "If you keep walking you are going to crash in the wall.
"Wha..?, Oh yeah", he said stopping a few feet from the wall.
He didn't want to be near to Grager, so he took the last seat in the classroom.
He took his face in his hands, he didn't want to look at her either.
Then he heard them, Potter, Weasley and her were laughing at something, but when they saw him they stopped. For his luck they took the first deskfar from him.She was far from him. With Weasley and Potter. Physically she was far but she kept near him in his mind.
"Dont talk, dont ask and if is possible dont breathe!",Snape was in the room,"Copy this, now!".
He took his quill and parchment, though his hand was moving, he didn't know what he was writing.
She had definetly took his freedom, he a prisoner in his own mind.
Hello! I've decided to give Draco and Hermione more time and give me some time to think about the rest of this story!, Enjoy this chapter as much as I did¡¡
Review!!