A/N: Here's chapter two, and hopefully I'll finish three tonight but I'm
watching "Selena" on VH1 and it always makes me cry. So I might get
distracted. Thanks to those who reviewed! You inspire me to write faster!
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It was five till eleven and the steam billowed from the Hogwarts Expressing, revving up for the journey ahead. Draco didn't even flinch as the train screamed a warning of departure. He stood silently, gazing at all the students, this was the last time he would be going to Hogwarts and the next time his feet would hit platform nine and three-quarters would mean he would never attend classes there again. If he was the kind of person who cried, maybe he would have, but remember this is Draco Malfoy.
A quick goodbye to his father and mother, his father giving him a look that said "You know what you have to do" and he got on the train. The corridors were crowded making progress slow as he searched the compartments to find dumb and dumber, also known as Crabbe and Goyle. Not the greatest people to actually have a conversation with, but excellent bodyguard, and that suited Draco just fine. Concentrated on pulling his trunk along he wasn't paying attention, and ended up accidentally running into a girl, knocking her over. Feeling more annoyed than sorry Draco looked to see who it was, and upon realization sighed in resignation.
It was Hermione Granger, the one who he had to make fall in love with him and just happened to have hated him since the day they had met. Normally he would have smirked and thrown her some nasty comment, but he couldn't do that. She needed to like him, and acting normal would not help Draco in accomplishing that.
Considering her in a different light Draco looked her up and down. Really, she was pretty, not awkward as in their first year, but he now noticed her large chocolate eyes, thin figure, and hair that had lost it's bushiness to soft curls. Noticing his stare Hermione propped herself up, rubbing a sore spot on her knee, throwing Draco disgusted looks.
"Malfoy." She said coldly, eyes flashing.
Instinct told him to walk by her with a cold stare but, ironically, his father's voice in his head told him to be kind. He offered his hand to help her up, but she looked at it like he was trying to trick her.
"Sorry," he said," Didn't see you, let me help you up."
Hermione's jaw dropped and simply stared at him, for once lost for words. Being an impatient person and deciding he should take the direct approach leaning down placed his hands on her shoulders and lifted her up easily to her feet. Still Hermione stared at him dumbly, more stunned than before.
"Well, see you." Said Draco, shooting her a half smile as he walked by, leaving Hermione there in silent disbelief. Once around the corner he laughed slightly to himself, he had made her speechless? Now, that was a first. It entertained him to think he had done something for which Miss- know-it-all did not have an answer. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad, kinda fun actually.
Anyways, he thought, she really was pretty.
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Back in the corridor a very confused Hermione stood leaning against the wall her heart beating wildly. Not one time in her six years at Hogwarts had Malfoy uttered a word to her that wasn't sarcastic or mean. But when he had knocked her over he apologize and helped her up, she could still feel his strong grip on her shoulders. Somehow he had changed; she saw it in the way he had looked at her. It had shivers down her spine and left her dumbstruck.
Before she could think about it anymore Harry and Ron appeared talking animatedly about how they were going to beat Slytherin at Quidditch this year. Ron had been made Gryffindor keeper in their fifth year and was actually really good. When they saw Hermione both their faces broke into wide smiles.
"Hermione! There you are!" They cried. She laughed and hugged them both. The three of them were best friends and she missed them so much during the summers. They had been through so much together and they were like brothers to her.
"Where were you?" asked Harry.
"Oh, just having trouble dragging my trunk, looking for you guys," said Hermione shrugging. She didn't really think they needed to hear about Malfoy.
"Well, let me get that for you," Ron said, acting all macho and trying to pick up the trunk by himself but when it was too heavy he said", Gosh! What do you keep in here?"
The three laughed and Harry helped Ron, Hermione following them giggling, all thoughts of what had happened with Malfoy flew out of her mind. Hermione was excited for this year and she had even been made head girl. Her parents had been very proud. Still, for an instant she thought she had seen a different, kinder side of him, and she liked it. Unwittingly, she was already beginning to fall under his spell.
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A/N: so? What do u think? Any suggestions welcome!
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It was five till eleven and the steam billowed from the Hogwarts Expressing, revving up for the journey ahead. Draco didn't even flinch as the train screamed a warning of departure. He stood silently, gazing at all the students, this was the last time he would be going to Hogwarts and the next time his feet would hit platform nine and three-quarters would mean he would never attend classes there again. If he was the kind of person who cried, maybe he would have, but remember this is Draco Malfoy.
A quick goodbye to his father and mother, his father giving him a look that said "You know what you have to do" and he got on the train. The corridors were crowded making progress slow as he searched the compartments to find dumb and dumber, also known as Crabbe and Goyle. Not the greatest people to actually have a conversation with, but excellent bodyguard, and that suited Draco just fine. Concentrated on pulling his trunk along he wasn't paying attention, and ended up accidentally running into a girl, knocking her over. Feeling more annoyed than sorry Draco looked to see who it was, and upon realization sighed in resignation.
It was Hermione Granger, the one who he had to make fall in love with him and just happened to have hated him since the day they had met. Normally he would have smirked and thrown her some nasty comment, but he couldn't do that. She needed to like him, and acting normal would not help Draco in accomplishing that.
Considering her in a different light Draco looked her up and down. Really, she was pretty, not awkward as in their first year, but he now noticed her large chocolate eyes, thin figure, and hair that had lost it's bushiness to soft curls. Noticing his stare Hermione propped herself up, rubbing a sore spot on her knee, throwing Draco disgusted looks.
"Malfoy." She said coldly, eyes flashing.
Instinct told him to walk by her with a cold stare but, ironically, his father's voice in his head told him to be kind. He offered his hand to help her up, but she looked at it like he was trying to trick her.
"Sorry," he said," Didn't see you, let me help you up."
Hermione's jaw dropped and simply stared at him, for once lost for words. Being an impatient person and deciding he should take the direct approach leaning down placed his hands on her shoulders and lifted her up easily to her feet. Still Hermione stared at him dumbly, more stunned than before.
"Well, see you." Said Draco, shooting her a half smile as he walked by, leaving Hermione there in silent disbelief. Once around the corner he laughed slightly to himself, he had made her speechless? Now, that was a first. It entertained him to think he had done something for which Miss- know-it-all did not have an answer. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad, kinda fun actually.
Anyways, he thought, she really was pretty.
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Back in the corridor a very confused Hermione stood leaning against the wall her heart beating wildly. Not one time in her six years at Hogwarts had Malfoy uttered a word to her that wasn't sarcastic or mean. But when he had knocked her over he apologize and helped her up, she could still feel his strong grip on her shoulders. Somehow he had changed; she saw it in the way he had looked at her. It had shivers down her spine and left her dumbstruck.
Before she could think about it anymore Harry and Ron appeared talking animatedly about how they were going to beat Slytherin at Quidditch this year. Ron had been made Gryffindor keeper in their fifth year and was actually really good. When they saw Hermione both their faces broke into wide smiles.
"Hermione! There you are!" They cried. She laughed and hugged them both. The three of them were best friends and she missed them so much during the summers. They had been through so much together and they were like brothers to her.
"Where were you?" asked Harry.
"Oh, just having trouble dragging my trunk, looking for you guys," said Hermione shrugging. She didn't really think they needed to hear about Malfoy.
"Well, let me get that for you," Ron said, acting all macho and trying to pick up the trunk by himself but when it was too heavy he said", Gosh! What do you keep in here?"
The three laughed and Harry helped Ron, Hermione following them giggling, all thoughts of what had happened with Malfoy flew out of her mind. Hermione was excited for this year and she had even been made head girl. Her parents had been very proud. Still, for an instant she thought she had seen a different, kinder side of him, and she liked it. Unwittingly, she was already beginning to fall under his spell.
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A/N: so? What do u think? Any suggestions welcome!