Love Notes
By Dark Rogue
Chapter 2- The Other Side of Things
A/N: Hello, again. Well, here's the next chapter. Thanx go out to my first two reviewers for this story, Felicity and Hermy-own-ninny. Well, read on, and then REVIEW!!!!!
Disclaimer- Shorter and correct this time, Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, not me.
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(Another quick A/N: This mostly involves Draco, and his thoughts, including one or two flashbacks.)
Slowly and stiffly, Draco arose form bed, wearing his velvet black pajama pants. He stretched, grabbed his bathrobe, and headed for the bathroom he and Hermione had to share. Before entering, he heard a lovely voice flow out of the shower and into his ears. This threw him into a memory of last year, and his and Hermiones' big chances for future lives.
**Flashback**
The Daily Prophet had a job opening and it had interested Draco. It wanted a young wizard student who knew all the happenings of Hogwarts and its students. To get the job, an article had to be written on a student form Hogwarts who was doing something very interesting at the moment. Hermione, Draco thought upon reading this in the paper. She had just gotten a record deal, a week ago, and was now recording her first album. Thank God for talent shows, Draco thought as he sat down at his desk to write the article.
**End Flashback**
Undoubtedly, he got the job, and she herself had liked the article when it was published, but never told anyone.
Suddenly, the shower had shut off, and snapped Draco back into reality. Ahh, what better time to walk in, he thought turning the handle and stepping into the bathroom. Unfortunately, for Draco, she already had her bathrobe on, and was standing at the sink. Pretending to ignore her, Draco waltzed up to the sink, and started brushing his teeth.
"Good morning," Hermione said, rather cheerliy, trying to start the day off with a good conversation.
" 'Morning," he answered rather hastily, while finishing on brushing his teeth, and giving up on pretending to ignore her. She seemed a bit down, after that, but didn't let it phase her, but she also seemed as if she didn't want to stay in that bathroom, either, because she carelessly left.
"Dang, didn't know I was that bad of a morning person," Draco said to the mirror, before getting into the shower. Ahh, she's probably just hurring so she can see Blaise, he thought to himself under the freezing cold water, but didn't seem to know how cold it really was. After about 20 minutes in the bathroom, he finally emerged into the common room. There, sitting on the green sofa in front of the fire, was the one person he despised a little less than Harry Potter, Blaise Zabini. Gods, I hate him, Draco thought, rushing up his staircase, and into his room. He's only dating Hermione for her fame, I know it, he thought, letting them travel back to her. Why do I have to have feelings for her now?
**Flashback** (year 4- Draco's P.O.V.)
As I emerged from the stairs from the dungeons, I saw her on the arm of.Victor Krum?! Not Potter, and definitely not Weasley, but Krum?! I could feel the jealousy burning through on my face. How I loved the way she looked that night, and how I felt bad and angered about the way I had treated her for the past four years. Right then, I knew I had to change, and how I promised myself that she would once be mine.
**End Flashback**
(Continuing with Draco's P.O.V.)
Now, well now, she was with that prat, Zabini. For a Slytherin, he was a real arse, and I was the only one that knew the real reason he and Hermione had started dating. I'll tell her, soon, I just have to wait for the opertunity to present itself.
**Draco sits down at desk, pulls out parchment and quill and starts writing.**
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A/N: Well, I hope this chapter explains a bit more than the last one, and I'll try to make Draco's article a seprate chapter of its own. Well, I gotta go, gotta help Draco write that article of his. **Grins wildly.** Lata.
Hermy-own-ninny: I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and thank you, no one has ever told me before that I have writing style. So, really thank you, and review again.
Felicity: I hope that this chapter answers your questions, and maybe even struck up new ones. Let me know, Okay? And review!
Chapter 2- The Other Side of Things
A/N: Hello, again. Well, here's the next chapter. Thanx go out to my first two reviewers for this story, Felicity and Hermy-own-ninny. Well, read on, and then REVIEW!!!!!
Disclaimer- Shorter and correct this time, Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, not me.
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(Another quick A/N: This mostly involves Draco, and his thoughts, including one or two flashbacks.)
Slowly and stiffly, Draco arose form bed, wearing his velvet black pajama pants. He stretched, grabbed his bathrobe, and headed for the bathroom he and Hermione had to share. Before entering, he heard a lovely voice flow out of the shower and into his ears. This threw him into a memory of last year, and his and Hermiones' big chances for future lives.
**Flashback**
The Daily Prophet had a job opening and it had interested Draco. It wanted a young wizard student who knew all the happenings of Hogwarts and its students. To get the job, an article had to be written on a student form Hogwarts who was doing something very interesting at the moment. Hermione, Draco thought upon reading this in the paper. She had just gotten a record deal, a week ago, and was now recording her first album. Thank God for talent shows, Draco thought as he sat down at his desk to write the article.
**End Flashback**
Undoubtedly, he got the job, and she herself had liked the article when it was published, but never told anyone.
Suddenly, the shower had shut off, and snapped Draco back into reality. Ahh, what better time to walk in, he thought turning the handle and stepping into the bathroom. Unfortunately, for Draco, she already had her bathrobe on, and was standing at the sink. Pretending to ignore her, Draco waltzed up to the sink, and started brushing his teeth.
"Good morning," Hermione said, rather cheerliy, trying to start the day off with a good conversation.
" 'Morning," he answered rather hastily, while finishing on brushing his teeth, and giving up on pretending to ignore her. She seemed a bit down, after that, but didn't let it phase her, but she also seemed as if she didn't want to stay in that bathroom, either, because she carelessly left.
"Dang, didn't know I was that bad of a morning person," Draco said to the mirror, before getting into the shower. Ahh, she's probably just hurring so she can see Blaise, he thought to himself under the freezing cold water, but didn't seem to know how cold it really was. After about 20 minutes in the bathroom, he finally emerged into the common room. There, sitting on the green sofa in front of the fire, was the one person he despised a little less than Harry Potter, Blaise Zabini. Gods, I hate him, Draco thought, rushing up his staircase, and into his room. He's only dating Hermione for her fame, I know it, he thought, letting them travel back to her. Why do I have to have feelings for her now?
**Flashback** (year 4- Draco's P.O.V.)
As I emerged from the stairs from the dungeons, I saw her on the arm of.Victor Krum?! Not Potter, and definitely not Weasley, but Krum?! I could feel the jealousy burning through on my face. How I loved the way she looked that night, and how I felt bad and angered about the way I had treated her for the past four years. Right then, I knew I had to change, and how I promised myself that she would once be mine.
**End Flashback**
(Continuing with Draco's P.O.V.)
Now, well now, she was with that prat, Zabini. For a Slytherin, he was a real arse, and I was the only one that knew the real reason he and Hermione had started dating. I'll tell her, soon, I just have to wait for the opertunity to present itself.
**Draco sits down at desk, pulls out parchment and quill and starts writing.**
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A/N: Well, I hope this chapter explains a bit more than the last one, and I'll try to make Draco's article a seprate chapter of its own. Well, I gotta go, gotta help Draco write that article of his. **Grins wildly.** Lata.
Hermy-own-ninny: I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and thank you, no one has ever told me before that I have writing style. So, really thank you, and review again.
Felicity: I hope that this chapter answers your questions, and maybe even struck up new ones. Let me know, Okay? And review!