I Couldn't Ask For More
*I don't own a thing. As hard as I tried to make the plot original, chances are, it has already been used. Please don't sue me!
Ch.1 Starlight Kisses
He placed his finger on her lips to keep her from protesting. "Shhh," he whispered, "Trust me." His blazing blue eyes made her melt to the very depths with in her. He held her hand and led her to his Firebolt broomstick. She gave Draco a look of nervousness and resisted him a bit when he picked up the broom. He looked at her again with his beautiful eyes, and pulled her in front of him. They kicked off from the ground and flew into the night sky. Draco kept his strong, defined arms around Hermione as they rode out into the horizon. She began to relax, leaning into Draco some. She looked around her, the stars were shining brighter, the moon was bigger, and off in the distance was the subtle glow of the sun's last rays of light. Draco stalled the Firebolt in the air and let them sit in the sky. "Why have we stopped," Hermione asked. "Hermione, from the moment I saw you, I knew I wanted you. I dreamt of each moment that I would be able to touch your lips and kiss you, when I could hold you in my arms and smell your hair, and now I can. I want you Hermione Granger." Draco turned her face towards in, and slowly began to bring his mouth to hers.
Hermione awoke in the Hogwarts Express with a start. Ron and Harry were too preoccupied with their chocolate frogs to notice her movements. She looked out of the window of the train, gazing into the dreary open hills of England. She was to begin her 7th year at Hogwarts as Head Girl. News of who the Head Boy was had yet to travel to their compartment.
Hermione blinked several times; this was not the first dream she has ever had of Draco Malfoy. And something deep inside of her knew it would not be the last. She stretched and walked out of the compartment, ignoring Harry and Ron. She walked to the ladies' lavatory and splashed her face with cool water. "Get a hold of yourself, girl. He is your mortal enemy. He hates muggle borns, loathes Gryffindor, and would find any excuse to anger and humiliate you."
She walked out of the bathroom and walked down the hall, not watching where she was going, and ran into something, or rather someone. Her head still down, she muttered an apology and tried walking passed the person.
"Watch it, Mudblood!" It was the undeniable voice of Malfoy himself. Hermione looked up into his scorching blue eyes. She scrambled past him back to the safety of her compartment. She sat down exasperated and blew out a huge sigh. Harry and Ron both stared at her.
"Alright there, 'Mione?" Harry asked.
"Just a run in with Malfoy," she answered. She looked out again into the horizon. They would be arriving at Hogwarts shortly. She would find out who the Head Boy would be, and would avoid Draco at all costs, she would study hard for her N.E.W.T.s, and she would graduate with an invitation to become a teacher at Hogwarts. Yes, she though. The perfect plan to keep her mind off of Draco Malfoy.
*I don't own a thing. As hard as I tried to make the plot original, chances are, it has already been used. Please don't sue me!
Ch.1 Starlight Kisses
He placed his finger on her lips to keep her from protesting. "Shhh," he whispered, "Trust me." His blazing blue eyes made her melt to the very depths with in her. He held her hand and led her to his Firebolt broomstick. She gave Draco a look of nervousness and resisted him a bit when he picked up the broom. He looked at her again with his beautiful eyes, and pulled her in front of him. They kicked off from the ground and flew into the night sky. Draco kept his strong, defined arms around Hermione as they rode out into the horizon. She began to relax, leaning into Draco some. She looked around her, the stars were shining brighter, the moon was bigger, and off in the distance was the subtle glow of the sun's last rays of light. Draco stalled the Firebolt in the air and let them sit in the sky. "Why have we stopped," Hermione asked. "Hermione, from the moment I saw you, I knew I wanted you. I dreamt of each moment that I would be able to touch your lips and kiss you, when I could hold you in my arms and smell your hair, and now I can. I want you Hermione Granger." Draco turned her face towards in, and slowly began to bring his mouth to hers.
Hermione awoke in the Hogwarts Express with a start. Ron and Harry were too preoccupied with their chocolate frogs to notice her movements. She looked out of the window of the train, gazing into the dreary open hills of England. She was to begin her 7th year at Hogwarts as Head Girl. News of who the Head Boy was had yet to travel to their compartment.
Hermione blinked several times; this was not the first dream she has ever had of Draco Malfoy. And something deep inside of her knew it would not be the last. She stretched and walked out of the compartment, ignoring Harry and Ron. She walked to the ladies' lavatory and splashed her face with cool water. "Get a hold of yourself, girl. He is your mortal enemy. He hates muggle borns, loathes Gryffindor, and would find any excuse to anger and humiliate you."
She walked out of the bathroom and walked down the hall, not watching where she was going, and ran into something, or rather someone. Her head still down, she muttered an apology and tried walking passed the person.
"Watch it, Mudblood!" It was the undeniable voice of Malfoy himself. Hermione looked up into his scorching blue eyes. She scrambled past him back to the safety of her compartment. She sat down exasperated and blew out a huge sigh. Harry and Ron both stared at her.
"Alright there, 'Mione?" Harry asked.
"Just a run in with Malfoy," she answered. She looked out again into the horizon. They would be arriving at Hogwarts shortly. She would find out who the Head Boy would be, and would avoid Draco at all costs, she would study hard for her N.E.W.T.s, and she would graduate with an invitation to become a teacher at Hogwarts. Yes, she though. The perfect plan to keep her mind off of Draco Malfoy.