A/N: WOW! I was really surprised at how many reviews I got within the first
day of having this up here! You guys how no idea how happy it makes a
writer to see reviews, even bad ones... it means that people are reading
your work, and that's all they reward I need! I'll thank you guys
individually at the end of this chapter, so look for your name!!!
~Mandy
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even the idea to hook them together. In some way I do own the plot, but of course that also belongs to the many influences in my life. Sappy, sappy, sappy...
CHAPTER THREE: The Morning After
Hermione woke to the bright sun shining through her window. She never closed the drapes that hung around her bed on the side facing the window now that she had her own room, she like to wake up to a face full of sunshine (AN: As I do myself, thank you.). However, she made sure to close the side facing the door. She told herself it was because of Draco, in case he decided to barge in, but deep down she knew Draco would never do that.
She had realized long ago that it was just because she was afraid. Out of sight, out of mind. If she could not see a shadowy figure linger near the door, she wouldn't worry herself about it. Hermione had often wondered if her close connection to Voldemort had caused her to be so afraid of dark magic. She thought better not to linger on the subject.
Hermione sat up in bed. It was November, although there were only two students in the castle. With the death of Voldemort last June, Dumbledore had thought it best to delay the new school year to start after Christmas. He had sent letters home to all the students stating that it was a safety precaution, and to enjoy the extra vacation, but Hermione had suspected it was in celebration of the recent events.
Hermione had gotten two letters from Dumbledore that summer. The first was the letter stating that the start of school had been postponed, but the second was expected. Being a prefect during 6th year, Hermione qualified as a candidate for Head Girl. She had been anxiously anticipating the arrival of the letter that would tell her of her future and final year at Hogwarts. Of course, she gained the position, but also became aware of something even more exciting. As Head Girl, she would be given many new responsibilities.
Hermione had read and re-read the Head Girl handbook until she knew every word by heart, but, in her acceptance letter, Dumbledore had requested of her something not in the handbook. Both she and the Head Boy were invited to come to school as regularly on September 1st. Always wanting to please Dumbledore, Hermione hastily sent a reply that she would board the Hogwarts Express on the first as usual. She was all but beside herself with anticipation at spending four months at Hogwarts with the teachers.
Hermione had forgotten that the Head Boy, whose name she did not know, but would learn of at the traditional dinner on the first night of the new school year, would also be attending early. The Head Boy, however, had not forgotten about her.
* * * * * * * * * *
Draco had stood there on the balcony for about five more minutes before he finally began to head back to bed. It had begun to snow a little more, and he closed his eyes and faced toward the sky. Draco had always loved the snow, and rain. As a child he was constantly sick, always sneaking out of the Manor to stand in the rain with nothing more than his robes on (AN: once again, an action after my own, I guess I am accepting to all weather conditions, ;o) ). He spun around, a little too quickly, and felt the sick sense of blood rushing to his brain. As the sensation passed, he made his way past Hermione's door and to his own, looking at the ground the whole way.
Ironically, Draco had been thinking about the previous summer as well. He had gotten his letter informing him of his new found duties two months after his father's death. Draco's mother had showered him with praise and bought him a very expensive gift as reward. It was a rare Jumnwip feather. Jumnwips were dangerous beasts that were long thought to have died out, and haven't been seen in close to a century. These evil beasts had the head of a man, arms and torso of a large gorilla, and body of a snake. Sharp fangs are kept secret in their mouths, filled with ungodly poison. Rarely, but sometimes, dominant males would grow feathers from their backs when the females were in heat.
These feathers could be used to cure anything, and were only sold on the wizard black market. Draco's mother had received this feather as a wedding gift from Lucius' father, who was not nearly as cruel and cold hearted. The older Mr. Malfoy had told his daughter-in-law to give the feather to her first born when he or she came of age.
Draco had reluctantly taken the rare gift from his mother, only keeping her best intentions in mind. Then, he turned back to his letter. He knew who the mysterious Head Girl would be... Hermione Granger, of course. She had had the top grades in every class since first year, and although his weren't much lower, Draco had admired that aspect of her. The thought of the pretty girl he had slightly and secretly crushed since not long after his change of heart sent his mind racing. Four months alone with Hermione? How could I say no!? He left the kitchen, where he had been talking with his mother and returned to his own room to immediately start to pack.
A/N: I know this one is a little shorter, but not by much. Here are all my personalized reviewer feedbacks or whatever; lets call them PRFs, shall we?
Alexia - So do I, and of course! Hehe
SilverDragon - Here it is! And, I was planning on it ;o)
Helly120 - Thanx, I really appreciate that.
Lanielin-lover - Thanx. I know it's bitter-sweet now, but and I kind of did that on purpose. If this were true, I don't think they would just throw themselves at each other right off.... but I like it. The OCC-ness as I've said, and so have you, is just because I'm trying to make it as romantic as possible and still keep the bitter-sweetness, and that means making them that way. Thanx again!
CrazyKid2586 - Thanx, and I e-mailed you about the BETA thing, hope you can do it, I have no one else!
Thanx to everyone who read and didn't review too, you reading it makes it worth my while! Keep reviewing!!! You guys rock!
~Mandy
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even the idea to hook them together. In some way I do own the plot, but of course that also belongs to the many influences in my life. Sappy, sappy, sappy...
CHAPTER THREE: The Morning After
Hermione woke to the bright sun shining through her window. She never closed the drapes that hung around her bed on the side facing the window now that she had her own room, she like to wake up to a face full of sunshine (AN: As I do myself, thank you.). However, she made sure to close the side facing the door. She told herself it was because of Draco, in case he decided to barge in, but deep down she knew Draco would never do that.
She had realized long ago that it was just because she was afraid. Out of sight, out of mind. If she could not see a shadowy figure linger near the door, she wouldn't worry herself about it. Hermione had often wondered if her close connection to Voldemort had caused her to be so afraid of dark magic. She thought better not to linger on the subject.
Hermione sat up in bed. It was November, although there were only two students in the castle. With the death of Voldemort last June, Dumbledore had thought it best to delay the new school year to start after Christmas. He had sent letters home to all the students stating that it was a safety precaution, and to enjoy the extra vacation, but Hermione had suspected it was in celebration of the recent events.
Hermione had gotten two letters from Dumbledore that summer. The first was the letter stating that the start of school had been postponed, but the second was expected. Being a prefect during 6th year, Hermione qualified as a candidate for Head Girl. She had been anxiously anticipating the arrival of the letter that would tell her of her future and final year at Hogwarts. Of course, she gained the position, but also became aware of something even more exciting. As Head Girl, she would be given many new responsibilities.
Hermione had read and re-read the Head Girl handbook until she knew every word by heart, but, in her acceptance letter, Dumbledore had requested of her something not in the handbook. Both she and the Head Boy were invited to come to school as regularly on September 1st. Always wanting to please Dumbledore, Hermione hastily sent a reply that she would board the Hogwarts Express on the first as usual. She was all but beside herself with anticipation at spending four months at Hogwarts with the teachers.
Hermione had forgotten that the Head Boy, whose name she did not know, but would learn of at the traditional dinner on the first night of the new school year, would also be attending early. The Head Boy, however, had not forgotten about her.
* * * * * * * * * *
Draco had stood there on the balcony for about five more minutes before he finally began to head back to bed. It had begun to snow a little more, and he closed his eyes and faced toward the sky. Draco had always loved the snow, and rain. As a child he was constantly sick, always sneaking out of the Manor to stand in the rain with nothing more than his robes on (AN: once again, an action after my own, I guess I am accepting to all weather conditions, ;o) ). He spun around, a little too quickly, and felt the sick sense of blood rushing to his brain. As the sensation passed, he made his way past Hermione's door and to his own, looking at the ground the whole way.
Ironically, Draco had been thinking about the previous summer as well. He had gotten his letter informing him of his new found duties two months after his father's death. Draco's mother had showered him with praise and bought him a very expensive gift as reward. It was a rare Jumnwip feather. Jumnwips were dangerous beasts that were long thought to have died out, and haven't been seen in close to a century. These evil beasts had the head of a man, arms and torso of a large gorilla, and body of a snake. Sharp fangs are kept secret in their mouths, filled with ungodly poison. Rarely, but sometimes, dominant males would grow feathers from their backs when the females were in heat.
These feathers could be used to cure anything, and were only sold on the wizard black market. Draco's mother had received this feather as a wedding gift from Lucius' father, who was not nearly as cruel and cold hearted. The older Mr. Malfoy had told his daughter-in-law to give the feather to her first born when he or she came of age.
Draco had reluctantly taken the rare gift from his mother, only keeping her best intentions in mind. Then, he turned back to his letter. He knew who the mysterious Head Girl would be... Hermione Granger, of course. She had had the top grades in every class since first year, and although his weren't much lower, Draco had admired that aspect of her. The thought of the pretty girl he had slightly and secretly crushed since not long after his change of heart sent his mind racing. Four months alone with Hermione? How could I say no!? He left the kitchen, where he had been talking with his mother and returned to his own room to immediately start to pack.
A/N: I know this one is a little shorter, but not by much. Here are all my personalized reviewer feedbacks or whatever; lets call them PRFs, shall we?
Alexia - So do I, and of course! Hehe
SilverDragon - Here it is! And, I was planning on it ;o)
Helly120 - Thanx, I really appreciate that.
Lanielin-lover - Thanx. I know it's bitter-sweet now, but and I kind of did that on purpose. If this were true, I don't think they would just throw themselves at each other right off.... but I like it. The OCC-ness as I've said, and so have you, is just because I'm trying to make it as romantic as possible and still keep the bitter-sweetness, and that means making them that way. Thanx again!
CrazyKid2586 - Thanx, and I e-mailed you about the BETA thing, hope you can do it, I have no one else!
Thanx to everyone who read and didn't review too, you reading it makes it worth my while! Keep reviewing!!! You guys rock!
