~From Night to Dawn~
Authoress: Temptation Sarrow
Summary: Romance. Short FF. Hr/Draco. Hermione and Draco's life is a "Night." After, the two become Prefects they get to know one another....how will their lives turn from "Night" to "Dawn"?
Authoress' Jargon: This is my third Fanfic but the only one I have under this name. Erm...I tend to write a good first chapter but continue it with a fairly poor chapter. I hope you are not dissapointed---I may not continue it anyway.
~Chapter 1~
One does not always find what they have ventured out to search for. They, may encounter the very last thing imaginable. I know this for experience. I was raised as a presentable and well-bred child. I was to do the very best. Top quality. Nothing less.
My surname brought fear amongst many. Father made sure of it. He inflicted fear like no one else. It was his way to feel power. How he longed for it....it was almost unbearable to live with a presence so power hungry.
I am still not quite sure why my mother married him. She was worth more than he could ever be. I knew for a fact that she wanted to marry a merry old bloke from her schooling years. I had discovered that at a young age. She would secretly talk to Magda (my Governess) about this young and handsome schoolboy. I could see her eyes twinkle in merriment everytime she spoke of him.
I did not take much care to the matter. I was a small child who only cared for presents and a joyful time. My mind was not perturbed by thoughts of love and the such. I did not waste my sweet time on harboring those rather silly emotions. I was not even aware of such feelings being of an existance.
I of course was bound to bump into this game we name Love. 'Everyone, does once in their lifetime' ....I remember my cousin Jensily tell me when I spoke of it's foolishness. She was always rather fond of opposing my beliefs.....but I think this time....she spoke with sincerity not competition. I almost came to believe that she was right....because she had come to feel it. Yet, that could not be true....the Capulet's were a family of tradition....they never married with love...their marriages were arranged at their birth.
Very, much like mine.
That horrid Pansy was to be my wife once I came of age. That wretch was to be the one I would live for the rest of my pitiful life. How absolutely grotesque!
Yet, I had to bare it. It was decided upon before our own births. What could I possibly do against it? Nothing. So, I did nothing.
I bit my lips...and went on with life.
Who would of thought this would lead to my bump in the long path of Love? I sure didn't. But it did....and there's no turning back. Than, again....why would I want to?
All, I ever wanted was a person to understand me and be there for me.
And I recieved much more..... a friend.....a companian.......... but most of all........................ A LOVER!
I suppose I should explain my tale. It would put things out more clearly to you. Alright, than....I will begin from the begining of everything.
My name is Draco Malfoy.....and this is my fairytale......
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A/J: Please review. Flames are excepted...just warn me of it.
" The best way to say something.....is to write it."
--Temptation Sarrow
Authoress: Temptation Sarrow
Summary: Romance. Short FF. Hr/Draco. Hermione and Draco's life is a "Night." After, the two become Prefects they get to know one another....how will their lives turn from "Night" to "Dawn"?
Authoress' Jargon: This is my third Fanfic but the only one I have under this name. Erm...I tend to write a good first chapter but continue it with a fairly poor chapter. I hope you are not dissapointed---I may not continue it anyway.
~Chapter 1~
One does not always find what they have ventured out to search for. They, may encounter the very last thing imaginable. I know this for experience. I was raised as a presentable and well-bred child. I was to do the very best. Top quality. Nothing less.
My surname brought fear amongst many. Father made sure of it. He inflicted fear like no one else. It was his way to feel power. How he longed for it....it was almost unbearable to live with a presence so power hungry.
I am still not quite sure why my mother married him. She was worth more than he could ever be. I knew for a fact that she wanted to marry a merry old bloke from her schooling years. I had discovered that at a young age. She would secretly talk to Magda (my Governess) about this young and handsome schoolboy. I could see her eyes twinkle in merriment everytime she spoke of him.
I did not take much care to the matter. I was a small child who only cared for presents and a joyful time. My mind was not perturbed by thoughts of love and the such. I did not waste my sweet time on harboring those rather silly emotions. I was not even aware of such feelings being of an existance.
I of course was bound to bump into this game we name Love. 'Everyone, does once in their lifetime' ....I remember my cousin Jensily tell me when I spoke of it's foolishness. She was always rather fond of opposing my beliefs.....but I think this time....she spoke with sincerity not competition. I almost came to believe that she was right....because she had come to feel it. Yet, that could not be true....the Capulet's were a family of tradition....they never married with love...their marriages were arranged at their birth.
Very, much like mine.
That horrid Pansy was to be my wife once I came of age. That wretch was to be the one I would live for the rest of my pitiful life. How absolutely grotesque!
Yet, I had to bare it. It was decided upon before our own births. What could I possibly do against it? Nothing. So, I did nothing.
I bit my lips...and went on with life.
Who would of thought this would lead to my bump in the long path of Love? I sure didn't. But it did....and there's no turning back. Than, again....why would I want to?
All, I ever wanted was a person to understand me and be there for me.
And I recieved much more..... a friend.....a companian.......... but most of all........................ A LOVER!
I suppose I should explain my tale. It would put things out more clearly to you. Alright, than....I will begin from the begining of everything.
My name is Draco Malfoy.....and this is my fairytale......
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A/J: Please review. Flames are excepted...just warn me of it.
" The best way to say something.....is to write it."
--Temptation Sarrow