Good Morning everyone!! I just had a cup of hot chocolate and about an hour
before I have to leave for classes!! YEA!!! So, shall I get on with the
next installment?? ^_^
Hermione finished reading the chapter she needed and looked up and Draco, who didn't seem to be reading anything at all. "I really hate to sound mean and everything, but why are you being nice to me? Is this some sort of a prank? It's not going to work if it is."
"Prank? No. It's not. I just, realized you were right. I've been a jerk all these years, and I DO need to grow up," he admitted, blushing.
Hermione couldn't help but laugh. "I'm sorry Malfoy, but I don't believe you can change that quickly. I'll believe it when I see it."
"Alright then. I guess I'll have to prove it."
"I guess so. I have to get going. Have a nice night," she said, standing and taking her books.
"Wait! Can I walk you back to your room?"
"And find out where Gryffindor is? I'm sorry, but I don't trust you."
"I understand. Maybe later?" He asked, hopefully. Hermione couldn't help but feel bad for him. She looked at him thoughtfully, admiring the way the fire turned his hair a pale, glowing orange.
"I'll think about it, if I see you've REALLY changed."
Draco smiled and turned back to his book, grinning at himself. Hermione turned and left, walking slowly back to Gryffindor, expecting him to follow, but he didn't.
Once she got back to the common room she smiled at Harry and Ron who were waiting for her.
"Why do you look so happy? Have a brilliant idea?"
"No. Just, happy. Can't I be happy?"
"Well, of course Hermione, but you usually look worried after you've missed a class," Harry pointed out. Hermione shrugged.
"I dunno. I'm tired though. I'm going to bed. See you guys in the morning."
"Tired? It's only eight o'clock!" Ron said after she left. "What's going on with her?"
"I don't know. Maybe we should just leave her alone. It might be that potion she said Madame Pomfrey gave her. Ron nodded.
A while after Hermione left the library, Draco stood up to leave to, walking back to his room after he returned the book, in confusion. 'Do I really like her? Or is this just some silly infatuation because a dream?'
'Of course you like her! Like I said before, you realize the error of your ways! It's time to step down off that throne of yours and realize you are NOT better than anyone else,' an unknown voice said in his mind.
'But father always said-'
'Don't listen to your father. He's a Death Eater. A simple servant. You don't want to be a servant too, do you?'
'Of course not! I am not THAT low!'
'Then why would you continue to obey him?'
'Because he's family. And we are one of the few Pureblood family's left adhering to tradition.'
'But will you be happy? Hermione makes you happy, doesn't she?'
'Well as of recently, I guess. Hey! Aren't you in my head? Why are you asking me these things?'
'I am merely trying to get you to acknowledge your emotions. Open up. Start being nice.'
'I can't around my friends.'
'Maybe not yet. And maybe not to that boy Potter and Weasley. But you can start being nice to her, and get close to her. Show her you're changing.'
'I don't want to hurt her. What if something happens, and I have to go with my father? That would not be nice, now would it? And how can I trust you? How do I know you aren't someone sneaking into my head to get me to join my father?'
The voice laughed. 'Because, I am you. I'm a part of you. I'm your conscience. Yes, even YOU have one.'
'Then why haven't you ever spoken before?'
'Because you never cared enough to need me, and quite frankly, would you have listened before?'
'Probably not.'
'Exactly. Now, you care about Hermione. We've established this.'
'Yes.'
'Then be nice to her. Do something nice and sweet, that will get her to notice you.'
'I think she does notice me.'
'OH COME ON DRACO!! WAKE UP! I meant in a different way. Notice YOU, the REAL you, not the superficial jerk that has been calling her a Mudblood for the better part of five years.'
'Alright, alright! I'm going to get some sleep now, is that alright with you?' The voice didn't answer again and Draco shook his head. "This must be because of that potion. I shouldn't be talking to myself."
He entered the Slytherin common room and walked by Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle. "Draco? Is everything alright?"
"Yeah, I'm just tired. I'm going to get some sleep." He muttered, walking up to the room he shared with the other sixth year boys. Pansy sighed.
"Something's going on, and I intend to find out," she told Crabbe and Goyle. They just looked at her confused.
The next morning Hermione and Draco had woken up, showered, dressed, and headed to the Great Hall with their friends. Hermione sat across from Harry and Ron and started eating her breakfast, laughing at some stupid joke Ron had said when Draco walked by with his friends. Hermione looked up at him, the smile on her face gone, and he stared at her as he passed, not making a comment.
"Look at the Mudblood, sitting with Potty and Weasel," Goyle laughed. Draco pushed him.
"Knock it off. Grow up," Draco said, audibly. Harry spun around.
"Did I just hear what I thought I heard? Or am I going insane?"
"If you're going insane, then I think we all are," Neville Longbottom said from a few chairs over. "I think he's finally lost it."
"What gives?" Crabbed asked, sitting down. Everyone around had heard him tell his friends to stop making fun of the three people he loved to torment.
"I don't want to hear that this early in the morning."
"I think that stuff you drank made you a little loopy, Draco," Pansy said, sticking her nose in his business.
"I'm perfectly fine. The potion did nothing but make my headache go away," he said to her rather annoyed.
Just then there was a screeching of owls and a flurry of wings as the morning mail was delivered. Draco got a small package of candy from his mother, which he gave to Crabbe and Goyle to fight over. He looked over to Hermione to watch her.
Hermione had the Daily Prophet delivered, almost dropping into her bowl of cereal. Hedwig flew in just to say hello and steal a piece of meat from Harry. Harry shooed her away, when another owl landed in front of Hermione, holding its leg out.
"Hello. Is this for me?" She asked. The owl hooted and she untied the ribbon.
"Hey, this is a school owl," Ron noted. Hermione frowned and nodded.
"So it is. Who in this school would send me a note by owl and not just give it to me?"
"A secret admirer?" Harry laughed. Ron turned red.
"That's not funny. Open it Hermione," he urged after the owl flew off. She nodded and rolled the small parchment open.
Hermione,
The fire blazing through your hair last night was like the halo of an
angel, and warmed my cold heart. Once again I can see clearly now,
after all those years of misunderstandings. Please allow me to see you
again soon.
"Its not signed," Ron said. Harry reached over and bopped Ron on the
head.
"Well hello! Of course it isn't going to be signed! It's from a secret admirer. So it was someone who saw you last night. Do you remember seeing anyone at the library?"
"What? Oh, no. I didn't see anyone," she said, blushing. Ron looked furious.
"This is a horrible prank to play on someone."
"Oh Ron, come off it. It's probably some first year. Right Hermione?"
"Yeah," she said, glancing at the Slytherin table while they continued their bickering. Draco wasn't looking up but she watched him, and within seconds he turned and looked at her, his face darkening to a shade of red. Pansy looked at him and touched his forehead with her hand, while he jerked away. Hermione blushed.
'There is no way this if from him.'
'Yes it is, and you know it. Give him a shot. If he wants to change, let him. Help him.' Her own little conscience said. She didn't ask it anyway questions.
'Maybe I will.'
"Hey! You coming Hermione? We have to get to get to Hagrid's hut for Care of Magical Creatures this morning." Ron called she nodded and stood.
"Oh great, its double with Slytherin. I forgot about that," Harry groaned.
"Only one of the classes with Hagrid is double. The other one isn't," Hermione said, with a final backward glance at Draco, but he was too busy fending off Pansy.
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Hermione finished reading the chapter she needed and looked up and Draco, who didn't seem to be reading anything at all. "I really hate to sound mean and everything, but why are you being nice to me? Is this some sort of a prank? It's not going to work if it is."
"Prank? No. It's not. I just, realized you were right. I've been a jerk all these years, and I DO need to grow up," he admitted, blushing.
Hermione couldn't help but laugh. "I'm sorry Malfoy, but I don't believe you can change that quickly. I'll believe it when I see it."
"Alright then. I guess I'll have to prove it."
"I guess so. I have to get going. Have a nice night," she said, standing and taking her books.
"Wait! Can I walk you back to your room?"
"And find out where Gryffindor is? I'm sorry, but I don't trust you."
"I understand. Maybe later?" He asked, hopefully. Hermione couldn't help but feel bad for him. She looked at him thoughtfully, admiring the way the fire turned his hair a pale, glowing orange.
"I'll think about it, if I see you've REALLY changed."
Draco smiled and turned back to his book, grinning at himself. Hermione turned and left, walking slowly back to Gryffindor, expecting him to follow, but he didn't.
Once she got back to the common room she smiled at Harry and Ron who were waiting for her.
"Why do you look so happy? Have a brilliant idea?"
"No. Just, happy. Can't I be happy?"
"Well, of course Hermione, but you usually look worried after you've missed a class," Harry pointed out. Hermione shrugged.
"I dunno. I'm tired though. I'm going to bed. See you guys in the morning."
"Tired? It's only eight o'clock!" Ron said after she left. "What's going on with her?"
"I don't know. Maybe we should just leave her alone. It might be that potion she said Madame Pomfrey gave her. Ron nodded.
A while after Hermione left the library, Draco stood up to leave to, walking back to his room after he returned the book, in confusion. 'Do I really like her? Or is this just some silly infatuation because a dream?'
'Of course you like her! Like I said before, you realize the error of your ways! It's time to step down off that throne of yours and realize you are NOT better than anyone else,' an unknown voice said in his mind.
'But father always said-'
'Don't listen to your father. He's a Death Eater. A simple servant. You don't want to be a servant too, do you?'
'Of course not! I am not THAT low!'
'Then why would you continue to obey him?'
'Because he's family. And we are one of the few Pureblood family's left adhering to tradition.'
'But will you be happy? Hermione makes you happy, doesn't she?'
'Well as of recently, I guess. Hey! Aren't you in my head? Why are you asking me these things?'
'I am merely trying to get you to acknowledge your emotions. Open up. Start being nice.'
'I can't around my friends.'
'Maybe not yet. And maybe not to that boy Potter and Weasley. But you can start being nice to her, and get close to her. Show her you're changing.'
'I don't want to hurt her. What if something happens, and I have to go with my father? That would not be nice, now would it? And how can I trust you? How do I know you aren't someone sneaking into my head to get me to join my father?'
The voice laughed. 'Because, I am you. I'm a part of you. I'm your conscience. Yes, even YOU have one.'
'Then why haven't you ever spoken before?'
'Because you never cared enough to need me, and quite frankly, would you have listened before?'
'Probably not.'
'Exactly. Now, you care about Hermione. We've established this.'
'Yes.'
'Then be nice to her. Do something nice and sweet, that will get her to notice you.'
'I think she does notice me.'
'OH COME ON DRACO!! WAKE UP! I meant in a different way. Notice YOU, the REAL you, not the superficial jerk that has been calling her a Mudblood for the better part of five years.'
'Alright, alright! I'm going to get some sleep now, is that alright with you?' The voice didn't answer again and Draco shook his head. "This must be because of that potion. I shouldn't be talking to myself."
He entered the Slytherin common room and walked by Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle. "Draco? Is everything alright?"
"Yeah, I'm just tired. I'm going to get some sleep." He muttered, walking up to the room he shared with the other sixth year boys. Pansy sighed.
"Something's going on, and I intend to find out," she told Crabbe and Goyle. They just looked at her confused.
The next morning Hermione and Draco had woken up, showered, dressed, and headed to the Great Hall with their friends. Hermione sat across from Harry and Ron and started eating her breakfast, laughing at some stupid joke Ron had said when Draco walked by with his friends. Hermione looked up at him, the smile on her face gone, and he stared at her as he passed, not making a comment.
"Look at the Mudblood, sitting with Potty and Weasel," Goyle laughed. Draco pushed him.
"Knock it off. Grow up," Draco said, audibly. Harry spun around.
"Did I just hear what I thought I heard? Or am I going insane?"
"If you're going insane, then I think we all are," Neville Longbottom said from a few chairs over. "I think he's finally lost it."
"What gives?" Crabbed asked, sitting down. Everyone around had heard him tell his friends to stop making fun of the three people he loved to torment.
"I don't want to hear that this early in the morning."
"I think that stuff you drank made you a little loopy, Draco," Pansy said, sticking her nose in his business.
"I'm perfectly fine. The potion did nothing but make my headache go away," he said to her rather annoyed.
Just then there was a screeching of owls and a flurry of wings as the morning mail was delivered. Draco got a small package of candy from his mother, which he gave to Crabbe and Goyle to fight over. He looked over to Hermione to watch her.
Hermione had the Daily Prophet delivered, almost dropping into her bowl of cereal. Hedwig flew in just to say hello and steal a piece of meat from Harry. Harry shooed her away, when another owl landed in front of Hermione, holding its leg out.
"Hello. Is this for me?" She asked. The owl hooted and she untied the ribbon.
"Hey, this is a school owl," Ron noted. Hermione frowned and nodded.
"So it is. Who in this school would send me a note by owl and not just give it to me?"
"A secret admirer?" Harry laughed. Ron turned red.
"That's not funny. Open it Hermione," he urged after the owl flew off. She nodded and rolled the small parchment open.
Hermione,
The fire blazing through your hair last night was like the halo of an
angel, and warmed my cold heart. Once again I can see clearly now,
after all those years of misunderstandings. Please allow me to see you
again soon.
"Its not signed," Ron said. Harry reached over and bopped Ron on the
head.
"Well hello! Of course it isn't going to be signed! It's from a secret admirer. So it was someone who saw you last night. Do you remember seeing anyone at the library?"
"What? Oh, no. I didn't see anyone," she said, blushing. Ron looked furious.
"This is a horrible prank to play on someone."
"Oh Ron, come off it. It's probably some first year. Right Hermione?"
"Yeah," she said, glancing at the Slytherin table while they continued their bickering. Draco wasn't looking up but she watched him, and within seconds he turned and looked at her, his face darkening to a shade of red. Pansy looked at him and touched his forehead with her hand, while he jerked away. Hermione blushed.
'There is no way this if from him.'
'Yes it is, and you know it. Give him a shot. If he wants to change, let him. Help him.' Her own little conscience said. She didn't ask it anyway questions.
'Maybe I will.'
"Hey! You coming Hermione? We have to get to get to Hagrid's hut for Care of Magical Creatures this morning." Ron called she nodded and stood.
"Oh great, its double with Slytherin. I forgot about that," Harry groaned.
"Only one of the classes with Hagrid is double. The other one isn't," Hermione said, with a final backward glance at Draco, but he was too busy fending off Pansy.
Well I hope you liked this one too! You know what to do if you liked it! If there is something you REALLY want to see here let me know in a review and I'll see what I can do, like if you have any awesome ideas. I have tons, but I want to know what you guys think. ^_^ Later!!!