Summary: Draco and Hermione have always been childhood enemies...until now
that is....but will someone get in the way of their budding relationship?
Only time will tell..(he he, I love knowing things the reader doesn't. Yea,
I know evil isn't it? LOL!)
Rating: PG - for my language in coming chapters, and for some..err...surprises.lol! But you will have to wait a while until we get to those!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Harry Potter, even though I would love to own him...or rather him own me *growl* - lol! Anyway, he is J.K. Rowling's. (Damn!) she is SOOOOOOOOO Lucky!
Thanx to: Kaycee for helping me when I had writers block! And for coming up with the title of this chapter, and also coming up with a good plot! And read her fic, it's now called Diary of Draco Malfoy, Not a Boy Not Yet a Prefect. So READ IT!! After you read mine of course. She's in mine, I'm in hers (I'm ashlynn in her story).
Anyway.ONWARD WITH THE STORY!!
Chapter Four: Girls Will Gossip
Hermione was up earlier than the boys as usual. She waited in the common room for them while checking over her Potions Essay for about the fifth time; she wanted to make sure there were absolutely no errors in her essay that Snape could torment her about.
About ten minutes later, Harry and Ron came bustling down the stairs leading to the boy's dormitories. Hermione got up to greet them, and they left the common room together, talking avidly as they went.
As they entered the Great Hall, Hermione felt like someone was watching her. Hermione thought she had an idea of who it might be. She glanced quickly over to the Slytherin Table, skimming it for the blonde wizard, and sure enough, locked eyes with him. He was watching her every move very carefully. This made Hermione nervous. She sat down at the Gryffindor Table, her back towards Draco.
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Draco groaned slightly.
Damn! He thought to himself. Now when she gets the letter, I wont be able to see her reaction!
Draco anxiously awaited mail time. He didn't have to wait long. Soon enough, he heard a loud noise from above, looked up and saw hundreds of owls all flying to their destinations.
This is it, Draco thought. It's too late to back out now. What's done is done. I just hope she takes it well!
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Hermione looked up watching all of the owls, and looking for the one carrying her Daily Prophet. But the other owl that soared towards her surprised her. It surprised her very much indeed. It landed right next to the owl carrying the Daily Prophet. As she unattached the letter from the owl, she couldn't help thinking
This looks to me like Draco's owl. Naw, it couldn't be. Why would he be writing to a mudblood like me. But no one else can afford this type of owl.
A squawking owl brought her back from her whirl of thoughts. The daily prophet owl was hooting, and squawking rather loudly. Hermione gasped as she realized why the owl was carrying on like this. She quickly dug into her robes pocket, pulled out a knut, and stuck it in the owl's pouch. The owl dropped the paper, and flew off. She looked around the table. Good. Everyone had taken their attention off of her, and were engrossed in a serious conversation about Quidditch. Hermione took this opportunity to open the letter. She read the letter. She reread it. Then she read it over again. Then she quickly got out of her seat, and ran out of the Great Hall leaving her paper on the table. Harry, Ron, Neville, Seamus, Dean and Ginny stopped talking, and looked at the bushy head running towards the entrance hall.
"Wow!" Ron said loudly. "She didn't even read the Daily Prophet yet; this must be serious."
"Not necessarily," Ginny piped up. She is probably just going to the Library like she always does. That's like her little hang out or something."
"Yeah, your probably right Ginny."
Little did they know, they were very very wrong.
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O shit. SHIT SHIT SHIT!!! I knew she wasn't going to take it well! Why the fuck did I do that?! She woulda been better off not knowing! I am such an idiot! I love her! Why would I put a thing like this on her!
He too ran out of the Great Hall. He needed to find Hermione. He needed to talk to her. He needed to calm her down. Oh hell, he just needed Hermione. But hmmm.where to go. Well, the obvious of course! The library! He checked the Library. No Hermione. Well, he couldn't check the Gryffindor common room, he was a Slytherin.
Think Draco, think.
He checked the Prefects Common Room. No Hermione. He even went down to the Kitchens because he knew that she liked the elves. No Hermione there either. When Draco was about to give up, he thought about the Owlery.
He ran up to the 5th floor where the Owlery was located, and found Hermione there. He was out of breathe. Breathing heavily, he said:
"You are one hard girl to find."
She laughed, and asked "But how did you know to come here?"
"Well, I'd looked everywhere else!"
Hermione laughed again, a slight more nervous this time.
"Draco," she started.
"Yes Hermione?"
"Did you mean everything that you said in the letter that you wrote me?"
"Yes."
"Oh, Draco, you really like me then?"
"Hermione, I more than like you. I love you."
Before he could say anything else, she had put him into the liplock of his life. He felt his insides melt. This is what he had been waiting for. For Hermione Granger to return his affection. As they pulled away, she smiled at him and said,
"Well I better be going. My friends will be wondering where I went off to so fast."
"Ok, I'll see you around then?"
"Yes. Oh, and before I forget.here's the letter I came up here to send to you."
"Ok. Thanks," he said as she walked out and the door snapped shut. He looked around - a safety precaution even though he knew no one was in the room - and then proceeded to open the letter. As he read it, he smiled. Then, still smiling, he left the Owlery and headed back up to his Dormitory.
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Months passed and Hermione and Draco grew even fonder of each other. It was the end of November.December was the Yule Ball. She couldn't wait to go with Draco. She just knew he would ask her. Any day now he would. But he never did.
She had been keeping a diary since October. For the last couple of days, her entries hadn't been very pleasant. They were about her and Draco's relationship. She was no longer feeling that warm glow in her stomach when she saw him. She no longer looked forward to the time when Slytherin quidditch practice ended and she could snuggle with him. Infact, she no longer looked forward to seeing him at all. All of this was put into the diary. She talked about how if her friends were going to stay mad at her - which the certainly were - and all of this for staying with a guy who hasn't even had the courtesy to ask her to the Yule Ball yet? She was risking her friendship for him. Now, he was too of course, but he could make up for the shame with gracing everybody with his good looks and wealth. Hermione couldn't.
She felt like she was trying to hard, and if it was love, why wasn't it just working out on it's own? She put a lot of emotion into her diary, never dreaming that anyone would find out what rested beneath it's red and gold colors.
One night Parvati wasn't hungry. She left the great hall, and while everyone was enjoying their dinner, went up to her dormitory, and sank down onto her soft bed. She looked over at Hermione's trunk. The latch was mistakenly left open.
Hmm. I have always wondered what went on in Hermione's life. Parvati thought to herself. Maybe I will finally get some answers.
And what she got was more than what she had ever hoped for. She had read Hermione's diary. Every dripping detail of it. She was more than pleased. She was ecstatic! Hermione hadn't bothered to lock her diary, because her trunk was always locked. That was until tonight.
Parvati, no longer tired, ran down to the Great hall to inform Padma on the hot gossip she had just found. If you thought Parvati was excited, Padma was that times two.
"I have got to tell someone!" she paused, thinking about who she should tell. "I kno!"
Parvati watched Padma run over to the Slytherin Table. She saw Pansy's eyes widen as Padma whispered into her ear. Then Pansy leaned over and whispered something into Draco's ear. Draco's face went red, and he stormed out of the Great Hall. Hermione, who got worried when she saw Draco headed for the door, was almost on his heels. When they entered the Entrance Hall, Hermione squeaked,
"Draco, what is it? What's wron-
Draco had turned to face her now. She was shocked. She had never seen him this angry in her entire life.
"I know all about you little diary. Everything you ever thought about me that you wrote down I kno."
"But wha - how -
"Parvati read your diary, told Padma, Padma told Pansy, and Pansy told me. Well I am glad I finally know the way you truly feel about me. And soon the whole school will know as well."
"What? That can't be true Draco, this school is huge!"
"Hermione.Girls will gossip. As soon as you get back in there, everyone will already know. I guarantee you that. You know, I really loved you. It will take me a while to get over this. But bruises eventually heal."
"What are you trying to say Draco?"
"Hermione, you know exactly what I am trying to say. It's over between us."
And with that said, he departed from her, leaving her sulking in the middle of the Entrance hall. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
Ok, I hope you liked this chapter! So far, this one has been my favorite chapter to write! So I hope you enjoyed it! Please review! I am not putting up chapter five until I get at least 4 more reviews! So readers of this fanfic.get your friends to read and review or something if you want to read chapter five!
Rating: PG - for my language in coming chapters, and for some..err...surprises.lol! But you will have to wait a while until we get to those!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Harry Potter, even though I would love to own him...or rather him own me *growl* - lol! Anyway, he is J.K. Rowling's. (Damn!) she is SOOOOOOOOO Lucky!
Thanx to: Kaycee for helping me when I had writers block! And for coming up with the title of this chapter, and also coming up with a good plot! And read her fic, it's now called Diary of Draco Malfoy, Not a Boy Not Yet a Prefect. So READ IT!! After you read mine of course. She's in mine, I'm in hers (I'm ashlynn in her story).
Anyway.ONWARD WITH THE STORY!!
Chapter Four: Girls Will Gossip
Hermione was up earlier than the boys as usual. She waited in the common room for them while checking over her Potions Essay for about the fifth time; she wanted to make sure there were absolutely no errors in her essay that Snape could torment her about.
About ten minutes later, Harry and Ron came bustling down the stairs leading to the boy's dormitories. Hermione got up to greet them, and they left the common room together, talking avidly as they went.
As they entered the Great Hall, Hermione felt like someone was watching her. Hermione thought she had an idea of who it might be. She glanced quickly over to the Slytherin Table, skimming it for the blonde wizard, and sure enough, locked eyes with him. He was watching her every move very carefully. This made Hermione nervous. She sat down at the Gryffindor Table, her back towards Draco.
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Draco groaned slightly.
Damn! He thought to himself. Now when she gets the letter, I wont be able to see her reaction!
Draco anxiously awaited mail time. He didn't have to wait long. Soon enough, he heard a loud noise from above, looked up and saw hundreds of owls all flying to their destinations.
This is it, Draco thought. It's too late to back out now. What's done is done. I just hope she takes it well!
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Hermione looked up watching all of the owls, and looking for the one carrying her Daily Prophet. But the other owl that soared towards her surprised her. It surprised her very much indeed. It landed right next to the owl carrying the Daily Prophet. As she unattached the letter from the owl, she couldn't help thinking
This looks to me like Draco's owl. Naw, it couldn't be. Why would he be writing to a mudblood like me. But no one else can afford this type of owl.
A squawking owl brought her back from her whirl of thoughts. The daily prophet owl was hooting, and squawking rather loudly. Hermione gasped as she realized why the owl was carrying on like this. She quickly dug into her robes pocket, pulled out a knut, and stuck it in the owl's pouch. The owl dropped the paper, and flew off. She looked around the table. Good. Everyone had taken their attention off of her, and were engrossed in a serious conversation about Quidditch. Hermione took this opportunity to open the letter. She read the letter. She reread it. Then she read it over again. Then she quickly got out of her seat, and ran out of the Great Hall leaving her paper on the table. Harry, Ron, Neville, Seamus, Dean and Ginny stopped talking, and looked at the bushy head running towards the entrance hall.
"Wow!" Ron said loudly. "She didn't even read the Daily Prophet yet; this must be serious."
"Not necessarily," Ginny piped up. She is probably just going to the Library like she always does. That's like her little hang out or something."
"Yeah, your probably right Ginny."
Little did they know, they were very very wrong.
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O shit. SHIT SHIT SHIT!!! I knew she wasn't going to take it well! Why the fuck did I do that?! She woulda been better off not knowing! I am such an idiot! I love her! Why would I put a thing like this on her!
He too ran out of the Great Hall. He needed to find Hermione. He needed to talk to her. He needed to calm her down. Oh hell, he just needed Hermione. But hmmm.where to go. Well, the obvious of course! The library! He checked the Library. No Hermione. Well, he couldn't check the Gryffindor common room, he was a Slytherin.
Think Draco, think.
He checked the Prefects Common Room. No Hermione. He even went down to the Kitchens because he knew that she liked the elves. No Hermione there either. When Draco was about to give up, he thought about the Owlery.
He ran up to the 5th floor where the Owlery was located, and found Hermione there. He was out of breathe. Breathing heavily, he said:
"You are one hard girl to find."
She laughed, and asked "But how did you know to come here?"
"Well, I'd looked everywhere else!"
Hermione laughed again, a slight more nervous this time.
"Draco," she started.
"Yes Hermione?"
"Did you mean everything that you said in the letter that you wrote me?"
"Yes."
"Oh, Draco, you really like me then?"
"Hermione, I more than like you. I love you."
Before he could say anything else, she had put him into the liplock of his life. He felt his insides melt. This is what he had been waiting for. For Hermione Granger to return his affection. As they pulled away, she smiled at him and said,
"Well I better be going. My friends will be wondering where I went off to so fast."
"Ok, I'll see you around then?"
"Yes. Oh, and before I forget.here's the letter I came up here to send to you."
"Ok. Thanks," he said as she walked out and the door snapped shut. He looked around - a safety precaution even though he knew no one was in the room - and then proceeded to open the letter. As he read it, he smiled. Then, still smiling, he left the Owlery and headed back up to his Dormitory.
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Months passed and Hermione and Draco grew even fonder of each other. It was the end of November.December was the Yule Ball. She couldn't wait to go with Draco. She just knew he would ask her. Any day now he would. But he never did.
She had been keeping a diary since October. For the last couple of days, her entries hadn't been very pleasant. They were about her and Draco's relationship. She was no longer feeling that warm glow in her stomach when she saw him. She no longer looked forward to the time when Slytherin quidditch practice ended and she could snuggle with him. Infact, she no longer looked forward to seeing him at all. All of this was put into the diary. She talked about how if her friends were going to stay mad at her - which the certainly were - and all of this for staying with a guy who hasn't even had the courtesy to ask her to the Yule Ball yet? She was risking her friendship for him. Now, he was too of course, but he could make up for the shame with gracing everybody with his good looks and wealth. Hermione couldn't.
She felt like she was trying to hard, and if it was love, why wasn't it just working out on it's own? She put a lot of emotion into her diary, never dreaming that anyone would find out what rested beneath it's red and gold colors.
One night Parvati wasn't hungry. She left the great hall, and while everyone was enjoying their dinner, went up to her dormitory, and sank down onto her soft bed. She looked over at Hermione's trunk. The latch was mistakenly left open.
Hmm. I have always wondered what went on in Hermione's life. Parvati thought to herself. Maybe I will finally get some answers.
And what she got was more than what she had ever hoped for. She had read Hermione's diary. Every dripping detail of it. She was more than pleased. She was ecstatic! Hermione hadn't bothered to lock her diary, because her trunk was always locked. That was until tonight.
Parvati, no longer tired, ran down to the Great hall to inform Padma on the hot gossip she had just found. If you thought Parvati was excited, Padma was that times two.
"I have got to tell someone!" she paused, thinking about who she should tell. "I kno!"
Parvati watched Padma run over to the Slytherin Table. She saw Pansy's eyes widen as Padma whispered into her ear. Then Pansy leaned over and whispered something into Draco's ear. Draco's face went red, and he stormed out of the Great Hall. Hermione, who got worried when she saw Draco headed for the door, was almost on his heels. When they entered the Entrance Hall, Hermione squeaked,
"Draco, what is it? What's wron-
Draco had turned to face her now. She was shocked. She had never seen him this angry in her entire life.
"I know all about you little diary. Everything you ever thought about me that you wrote down I kno."
"But wha - how -
"Parvati read your diary, told Padma, Padma told Pansy, and Pansy told me. Well I am glad I finally know the way you truly feel about me. And soon the whole school will know as well."
"What? That can't be true Draco, this school is huge!"
"Hermione.Girls will gossip. As soon as you get back in there, everyone will already know. I guarantee you that. You know, I really loved you. It will take me a while to get over this. But bruises eventually heal."
"What are you trying to say Draco?"
"Hermione, you know exactly what I am trying to say. It's over between us."
And with that said, he departed from her, leaving her sulking in the middle of the Entrance hall. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
Ok, I hope you liked this chapter! So far, this one has been my favorite chapter to write! So I hope you enjoyed it! Please review! I am not putting up chapter five until I get at least 4 more reviews! So readers of this fanfic.get your friends to read and review or something if you want to read chapter five!