Title: Beauty and the Beast
Author: Mjade
Summary: Draco/Mione fic. One year after graduation. Ron and Harry go exploring and when they don't come back Hermione begins to worry. I know the title is corny but I named it that because the plot line is based on that.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and Walt Disney own Beauty and the Beast, the animation.
Rating: PG/Romance
Author's Note: Right! I've been on vacay so don't yell at me! The Charmed One- Thanks for the information. I don't know where I got the idea he had black hair. ~ NAIRA- Thank you! Thank you! That is a lot of adjectives! ~Arwen- Heh, heh! You made me laugh. ~Beauty Full- Ron is adorable when he is thickheaded, isn't he? ~Draco's silver tabby cat girl- I will do the dancing scene, don't worry! ~Orange-No I didn't think I missed anything. I would never miss my two favorite songs! Thanks so much to kaitlin, VanillaLily, JamieGirl, DarkIllusion, and Elven Josefine. I hope I didn't leave anybody out!
Okay this chapter is slightly different—okay maybe a whole lot different since it isn't in the movie. It's my original chapter because it wouldn't make sense if Hermione falls in love with Draco soon. So I hope you respect my judgment. Here (gulp) it is!
Dawn had commenced and the first few drops of rain had frozen, white crystals formed in the air, and soon it was snowing. The sun slowly came upon France and light pursued the last of darkness away. Still, Hermione Granger felt the coldness of the mansion, but for the first time in days, uneasiness grew the slightest bit less.
Hermione, have woken up before dawn, gazed at the falling snow. She remembered Ron and Harry, and her heart ached.
~During her Hogwarts days, when snow carpeted the ground, she, Harry, and Ginny would form snowballs and prepare to attack Ron, Fred, and George on the opposite side of the playground.
She had beaten Ron so badly that she felt sorry for him, until her world record broke when she found her face covered with snow. Ron then went back to throwing snowballs against Harry. Ginny was helpless when four snowballs were flying from George and hit her on the face, stomach, and knee. Hermione and Fred seem to be matching each other's attack, until Ron fell accidentally and knocked Fred down. They had won that day. Ron wouldn't talk to her until he needed help with his charms homework. "Uh, Hermione. . . I –I"
"Ron, I thought you weren't talking to me," she had said.
"What? What ever gave you that idea?"
"Well, you haven't talk to me at all since the snowball fight."
"Come on, 'Mione, I need help on my charms homework. I think you've gotten used to me talking to you all the time. The world doesn't revolve around you, Hermione." ~
She smiled at that memory, then sighed frowning. Harry and Ron were probably out in the snow right now. After all, they didn't need her to have fun in the snow. "Why does Malfoy want me here in the first place?" Hermione said to herself, but there was less bitterness in her voice. 'Could he be different somehow? Did he change?' Hermione thought silently, as she went out the door. 'At least he said your welcome. He's tone seemed sort of. . . kind?'
Hermione shook her head. Was kind the right word for his behavior last night? Hey, this was still the same Malfoy, even though he said your welcome with some. . . tenderness? She shook her head for the second time. *Me, and wishful thinking. *
She walked downstairs, little did she know, someone was watching her.
***
~ A cold cruel laugh echoed in the west wing. Draco stood up from the ice- cold stone floor. The bitter laugh became more distinct. Was it Voldemort? No, he knew that laugh only too well.
"Father. . ." Draco started.
"Draco, my boy, I hear a rumor that we have a new guest in the mansion," a voice said. The figure of a death eater came out from the shadows. The torn up curtains were lifted by the wind.
Draco gritted his teeth. "Go away, Lucius."
"Ah, Draco. You know that's not the way to treat another Malfoy."
"Leave now!"
"Temper, temper. Draco, my boy, I will leave as soon as I get what I need. . ." the death eater smirked under the hood.
"I don't care what the hell you need! Collect it and get the hell OUT OF HERE!" Draco yelled at him.
Something cold slapped his face.
"Oh you will care, Draco, after I take your precious mudblood into my possession." Lucius knew that that must have hit a nerve. Draco was silent. . . then slowly opened his mouth.
"You—you leave her alone. . ." His voice trembled. "Don't you dare—dare go near her."
"Oh, I assure you. She will come to me, somewhere dark—let's say the dungeons," Lucius smirked.
"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HER!!" Draco screamed at him.
Lucius evilly laughed before disappearing into the shadows. Then Draco heard a voice say,
"HOW DO YOU KNOW IF SHE IS NOT ALREADY GONE?!"~
Draco's eyes shot open. Oh no. . . Hermione! He got up grabbed a robe, pushed open doors of the room and headed straight towards Hermione's bedroom door. Before he reached and turned the knob, he halted. What if she was still in her room? What if she was still asleep? He was being foolish and he certainly didn't want to wake her but he knocked quietly on the door.
"Hermione?" He whispered.
No answer.
"Hermione?" He said more urgently.
Nothing.
Oh come on! He was Draco Malfoy. And he was certainly not foolish. This was his mansion, he could do what he pleased.
He knocked harder on the door. "Hermione, I know you're in there!"
Draco got his wand, muttered "Alohomora!", and he turned the knob as quickly as he could.
"Hermione!" He looked at the bed and around the room. She was nowhere in sight! He went out of her room and searched a few bedrooms but he failed to find her.
* Oh god. Please no! * Draco was getting extremely worried.
"LUMIERE! COGSWORTH!" He called. Lumiere met him at the end of the steps and Cogsworth waddled behind sleepily.
"Yes, * yawn * master?" Cogsworth asked.
"WHERE IS THE GIRL?"
"The girl, Master?" Lumiere started.
"YES, THE GIRL! She's gone! I can't find her anywhere."
"Oh no," Cogsworth said. "Where could she be?"
Mrs. Potts came in, haven woken up from the noise, and said, "What is going on?"
"Have you seen Hermione?" Lumiere asked her.
"No. Heavens, could she have run off?" Mrs. Potts asked worriedly. Chip was stumbling after his mother and whispered something to her ear.
"WELL, what did he have to say?" Draco asked.
"Go on Chip, tell them."
Chip took a deep breath, "I saw her come down the stairs and head off over there."
Draco gazed in horror at where Chip was pointing. "Bloody h*ll" He swore under his breath. "She's heading to the dungeons!"
A/N: Okay, don't flame me and tell me it doesn't go well with the story, because I guess I know. Besides I wrote this like in 10 minutes after I got back at 10:00 at night and I didn't feel very well. But I'm sure a few reviews will make me feel a whole lot better. Well my first try on an original chapter. Oh, come on! Hermione can't just fall in love with Draco like that *snaps fingers *. It's more interesting if it's prolonged, but sorry anyways. Thanks for reading!
Author: Mjade
Summary: Draco/Mione fic. One year after graduation. Ron and Harry go exploring and when they don't come back Hermione begins to worry. I know the title is corny but I named it that because the plot line is based on that.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and Walt Disney own Beauty and the Beast, the animation.
Rating: PG/Romance
Author's Note: Right! I've been on vacay so don't yell at me! The Charmed One- Thanks for the information. I don't know where I got the idea he had black hair. ~ NAIRA- Thank you! Thank you! That is a lot of adjectives! ~Arwen- Heh, heh! You made me laugh. ~Beauty Full- Ron is adorable when he is thickheaded, isn't he? ~Draco's silver tabby cat girl- I will do the dancing scene, don't worry! ~Orange-No I didn't think I missed anything. I would never miss my two favorite songs! Thanks so much to kaitlin, VanillaLily, JamieGirl, DarkIllusion, and Elven Josefine. I hope I didn't leave anybody out!
Okay this chapter is slightly different—okay maybe a whole lot different since it isn't in the movie. It's my original chapter because it wouldn't make sense if Hermione falls in love with Draco soon. So I hope you respect my judgment. Here (gulp) it is!
Dawn had commenced and the first few drops of rain had frozen, white crystals formed in the air, and soon it was snowing. The sun slowly came upon France and light pursued the last of darkness away. Still, Hermione Granger felt the coldness of the mansion, but for the first time in days, uneasiness grew the slightest bit less.
Hermione, have woken up before dawn, gazed at the falling snow. She remembered Ron and Harry, and her heart ached.
~During her Hogwarts days, when snow carpeted the ground, she, Harry, and Ginny would form snowballs and prepare to attack Ron, Fred, and George on the opposite side of the playground.
She had beaten Ron so badly that she felt sorry for him, until her world record broke when she found her face covered with snow. Ron then went back to throwing snowballs against Harry. Ginny was helpless when four snowballs were flying from George and hit her on the face, stomach, and knee. Hermione and Fred seem to be matching each other's attack, until Ron fell accidentally and knocked Fred down. They had won that day. Ron wouldn't talk to her until he needed help with his charms homework. "Uh, Hermione. . . I –I"
"Ron, I thought you weren't talking to me," she had said.
"What? What ever gave you that idea?"
"Well, you haven't talk to me at all since the snowball fight."
"Come on, 'Mione, I need help on my charms homework. I think you've gotten used to me talking to you all the time. The world doesn't revolve around you, Hermione." ~
She smiled at that memory, then sighed frowning. Harry and Ron were probably out in the snow right now. After all, they didn't need her to have fun in the snow. "Why does Malfoy want me here in the first place?" Hermione said to herself, but there was less bitterness in her voice. 'Could he be different somehow? Did he change?' Hermione thought silently, as she went out the door. 'At least he said your welcome. He's tone seemed sort of. . . kind?'
Hermione shook her head. Was kind the right word for his behavior last night? Hey, this was still the same Malfoy, even though he said your welcome with some. . . tenderness? She shook her head for the second time. *Me, and wishful thinking. *
She walked downstairs, little did she know, someone was watching her.
***
~ A cold cruel laugh echoed in the west wing. Draco stood up from the ice- cold stone floor. The bitter laugh became more distinct. Was it Voldemort? No, he knew that laugh only too well.
"Father. . ." Draco started.
"Draco, my boy, I hear a rumor that we have a new guest in the mansion," a voice said. The figure of a death eater came out from the shadows. The torn up curtains were lifted by the wind.
Draco gritted his teeth. "Go away, Lucius."
"Ah, Draco. You know that's not the way to treat another Malfoy."
"Leave now!"
"Temper, temper. Draco, my boy, I will leave as soon as I get what I need. . ." the death eater smirked under the hood.
"I don't care what the hell you need! Collect it and get the hell OUT OF HERE!" Draco yelled at him.
Something cold slapped his face.
"Oh you will care, Draco, after I take your precious mudblood into my possession." Lucius knew that that must have hit a nerve. Draco was silent. . . then slowly opened his mouth.
"You—you leave her alone. . ." His voice trembled. "Don't you dare—dare go near her."
"Oh, I assure you. She will come to me, somewhere dark—let's say the dungeons," Lucius smirked.
"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HER!!" Draco screamed at him.
Lucius evilly laughed before disappearing into the shadows. Then Draco heard a voice say,
"HOW DO YOU KNOW IF SHE IS NOT ALREADY GONE?!"~
Draco's eyes shot open. Oh no. . . Hermione! He got up grabbed a robe, pushed open doors of the room and headed straight towards Hermione's bedroom door. Before he reached and turned the knob, he halted. What if she was still in her room? What if she was still asleep? He was being foolish and he certainly didn't want to wake her but he knocked quietly on the door.
"Hermione?" He whispered.
No answer.
"Hermione?" He said more urgently.
Nothing.
Oh come on! He was Draco Malfoy. And he was certainly not foolish. This was his mansion, he could do what he pleased.
He knocked harder on the door. "Hermione, I know you're in there!"
Draco got his wand, muttered "Alohomora!", and he turned the knob as quickly as he could.
"Hermione!" He looked at the bed and around the room. She was nowhere in sight! He went out of her room and searched a few bedrooms but he failed to find her.
* Oh god. Please no! * Draco was getting extremely worried.
"LUMIERE! COGSWORTH!" He called. Lumiere met him at the end of the steps and Cogsworth waddled behind sleepily.
"Yes, * yawn * master?" Cogsworth asked.
"WHERE IS THE GIRL?"
"The girl, Master?" Lumiere started.
"YES, THE GIRL! She's gone! I can't find her anywhere."
"Oh no," Cogsworth said. "Where could she be?"
Mrs. Potts came in, haven woken up from the noise, and said, "What is going on?"
"Have you seen Hermione?" Lumiere asked her.
"No. Heavens, could she have run off?" Mrs. Potts asked worriedly. Chip was stumbling after his mother and whispered something to her ear.
"WELL, what did he have to say?" Draco asked.
"Go on Chip, tell them."
Chip took a deep breath, "I saw her come down the stairs and head off over there."
Draco gazed in horror at where Chip was pointing. "Bloody h*ll" He swore under his breath. "She's heading to the dungeons!"
A/N: Okay, don't flame me and tell me it doesn't go well with the story, because I guess I know. Besides I wrote this like in 10 minutes after I got back at 10:00 at night and I didn't feel very well. But I'm sure a few reviews will make me feel a whole lot better. Well my first try on an original chapter. Oh, come on! Hermione can't just fall in love with Draco like that *snaps fingers *. It's more interesting if it's prolonged, but sorry anyways. Thanks for reading!