The Forbidden Love Chapter One
Hermione finally reached the library after fussing with herself for the whole time that it took her to walk to her destination. 'Don't be nervous, it's just Malfoy.' She took a deep breath and went inside. There were just two students there, studying quietly in a corner, but no signs of Draco. She checked her watch and it read 6:45 P.M. 'Guess I'll catch up on some reading.' She strided over to her favorite study table and sat down. As she reached in her school bag, she peered outside from the small, oval window next to her. "What a beautiful summer night it is." She sighed happily as she removed a new copy of "Venturing into the Future" by Bernard Hopkins. As she turned the first page in her book slowly, she thought, 'What a waste of time, Divinition. Trealwney doesn't even know what in the hell she is talking about. Hmph, predicting Harry's death in every class, what a phony. The only people I believe that can see into the future are Seers and I highly doubt that there are any in this school.' She giggled recalling how nervous Professor Trealwney was back in her fifth year when The High Inquister or also know as the all-time biggest bitch in the magical world, Umbridge, questioned her Divinition professor's ability to see into the future and almost got fired. She rolled her eyes and started to read.
Draco walked out of the Great Hall, striding with long. Slow steps, heading towards the library. 'It's either now or never. I have to tell her the truth, why I called her a Mudblood and why I pretended to hate her these last six years. I don't want to live my life thinking and saying what if things were different.' Draco took several deep breaths as he ascended the stairs to the fourth floor and then turning into the left corridor, ending up at the library. He closed his eyes and said to himself, "Draco, it's not hard, just get it over with." After slighty motivating himself, he entered the library. He saw Madam Pince, sitting at her desk and two fellow students studying in a corner, who were in his own house, Pansy Parkinson and Milicent Bulstrode. They didn't notice him, so he carefully paced away from them and hid by a bookshelf. He checked if they were looking at him and then he let out a sigh of relief. As he turned around, there she was, sitting at the hidden corner table, reading as always. He grinned as his heart started the feel like it was beating irregularly, but in a good way of course. He saw her face glistening in the moonlight coming from the window, shining down at her making her look angelic. 'Wow, she's beautiful, more than I have ever seen her.' Draco wiped the grin off his face and waited for it to be exactly five minutes after seven.
Hermione had gotten to the fourteenth page when she checked her watch again. 'He's late, that stupid bastard stood me up!' Hermione was angered because she thought that he wasn't coming, so reluctantly she calmed down a little and pulled her knees up to the table and continued to read onto the fifteenth page.
Draco quietly went over and said, "Didn't think that you'd show, Granger." He smirked.
Hermione dropped her legs instantly on the ground and stood up. "Malfoy, you should be the one talking. You're late," she said pointing to her watch.
He did an evil smirk and said, "Well, Granger, I was fashionably late, I came late on purpose to see what you would do. I was standing by the bookcase for a few minutes to see if you would come after me or something like that, not that I want a mudblood like you to touch me or anything." He glared at her.
Hermione took a deep breath and didn't say anything. "Why did you call me up here, Malfoy? Cut the bullshit so that I can leave to study in peace." She glared at him like she wanted to kill him then and there.
He crossed his arms and said, "Well, you might as well sit down, it'll take a while." He pointed towards her seat and watched her as she reluctantly sat down and crossed her arms in front of her chest. 'Don't stare, you git!' Draco's eyes wandered somewhere else and this subconscious thought coming to him.
Hermione looked puzzled. "Well?"
Draco calmly said, "I just wanted to tell you something, but if you don't want to hear it you may leave."
"I can't choose to leave or not, Malfoy. Now, cut to the chase."
He said to her, "I don't think that you'll take this well, but well.. er.. I like you a lot. Actually, I'm fond of you. I didn't tell you these past six years because you were in the Wonder Trio of Gryffindor and I couldn't tell you and you hated me, but I've never hated you honestly, I just said those things because if my father found out that I liked a muggle-born bloody brilliant witch, he would kill me with the Killing Curse. It's a different situation now though. I don't care what my father think of me anymore and I don't care about the other Slytherins or Gryffindors. I just wanted to confess that I.. um.. love you, Hermione Granger." He felt his face turn a deep crimson and then got up to leave.
Hermione was appualled. She never knew that Draco Malfoy would feel the same way about her. Hermione grabbed his hand before he could walk away and pulled him close and brought her lips to his, getting on her tip-toes. He was a good head taller than her and she wondered on how Draco would take this awkward, not expected kiss.
Draco's eyes went wide. 'Does she love me, too?' He was confused now, but he didn't care. He wrapped his hands around her slender waist and kissed her back with as much passion as ever. This went on for several minutes before they both came back into their senses. They both let go of each other, looking embarrassed and Hermione quickly said, "Um, I must get back to the Head dormitories, see you around, Draco." It was the first time that she had called him by his first name and Draco mouth almost formed a perfect "O" before he realized what he was doing. He said, "Sure, Hermione." Hermione was equally surprised as she heard this and responded by grabbing her school bag and made her way towards the door. Suddenly, she turned back and then walked back over to Draco. She kissed him on the cheek and swiftly left the library. Draco raised his hand to his lips and smiled. 'Did I just kiss Hermione Granger? Oh my God, I kissed her, or no she kissed me! She loves me!' Draco grinned and walked out of the library and headed into the head dormitories. "Password?" "Hogwarts." Draco walked in through the portrait hole and walked into his room and threw himself on his bed, smiling at the world. "Draco Malfoy, you're a changed man." He happily drifted off into a sleep which was filled with fantasies of Hermione.
Hermione finally reached the library after fussing with herself for the whole time that it took her to walk to her destination. 'Don't be nervous, it's just Malfoy.' She took a deep breath and went inside. There were just two students there, studying quietly in a corner, but no signs of Draco. She checked her watch and it read 6:45 P.M. 'Guess I'll catch up on some reading.' She strided over to her favorite study table and sat down. As she reached in her school bag, she peered outside from the small, oval window next to her. "What a beautiful summer night it is." She sighed happily as she removed a new copy of "Venturing into the Future" by Bernard Hopkins. As she turned the first page in her book slowly, she thought, 'What a waste of time, Divinition. Trealwney doesn't even know what in the hell she is talking about. Hmph, predicting Harry's death in every class, what a phony. The only people I believe that can see into the future are Seers and I highly doubt that there are any in this school.' She giggled recalling how nervous Professor Trealwney was back in her fifth year when The High Inquister or also know as the all-time biggest bitch in the magical world, Umbridge, questioned her Divinition professor's ability to see into the future and almost got fired. She rolled her eyes and started to read.
Draco walked out of the Great Hall, striding with long. Slow steps, heading towards the library. 'It's either now or never. I have to tell her the truth, why I called her a Mudblood and why I pretended to hate her these last six years. I don't want to live my life thinking and saying what if things were different.' Draco took several deep breaths as he ascended the stairs to the fourth floor and then turning into the left corridor, ending up at the library. He closed his eyes and said to himself, "Draco, it's not hard, just get it over with." After slighty motivating himself, he entered the library. He saw Madam Pince, sitting at her desk and two fellow students studying in a corner, who were in his own house, Pansy Parkinson and Milicent Bulstrode. They didn't notice him, so he carefully paced away from them and hid by a bookshelf. He checked if they were looking at him and then he let out a sigh of relief. As he turned around, there she was, sitting at the hidden corner table, reading as always. He grinned as his heart started the feel like it was beating irregularly, but in a good way of course. He saw her face glistening in the moonlight coming from the window, shining down at her making her look angelic. 'Wow, she's beautiful, more than I have ever seen her.' Draco wiped the grin off his face and waited for it to be exactly five minutes after seven.
Hermione had gotten to the fourteenth page when she checked her watch again. 'He's late, that stupid bastard stood me up!' Hermione was angered because she thought that he wasn't coming, so reluctantly she calmed down a little and pulled her knees up to the table and continued to read onto the fifteenth page.
Draco quietly went over and said, "Didn't think that you'd show, Granger." He smirked.
Hermione dropped her legs instantly on the ground and stood up. "Malfoy, you should be the one talking. You're late," she said pointing to her watch.
He did an evil smirk and said, "Well, Granger, I was fashionably late, I came late on purpose to see what you would do. I was standing by the bookcase for a few minutes to see if you would come after me or something like that, not that I want a mudblood like you to touch me or anything." He glared at her.
Hermione took a deep breath and didn't say anything. "Why did you call me up here, Malfoy? Cut the bullshit so that I can leave to study in peace." She glared at him like she wanted to kill him then and there.
He crossed his arms and said, "Well, you might as well sit down, it'll take a while." He pointed towards her seat and watched her as she reluctantly sat down and crossed her arms in front of her chest. 'Don't stare, you git!' Draco's eyes wandered somewhere else and this subconscious thought coming to him.
Hermione looked puzzled. "Well?"
Draco calmly said, "I just wanted to tell you something, but if you don't want to hear it you may leave."
"I can't choose to leave or not, Malfoy. Now, cut to the chase."
He said to her, "I don't think that you'll take this well, but well.. er.. I like you a lot. Actually, I'm fond of you. I didn't tell you these past six years because you were in the Wonder Trio of Gryffindor and I couldn't tell you and you hated me, but I've never hated you honestly, I just said those things because if my father found out that I liked a muggle-born bloody brilliant witch, he would kill me with the Killing Curse. It's a different situation now though. I don't care what my father think of me anymore and I don't care about the other Slytherins or Gryffindors. I just wanted to confess that I.. um.. love you, Hermione Granger." He felt his face turn a deep crimson and then got up to leave.
Hermione was appualled. She never knew that Draco Malfoy would feel the same way about her. Hermione grabbed his hand before he could walk away and pulled him close and brought her lips to his, getting on her tip-toes. He was a good head taller than her and she wondered on how Draco would take this awkward, not expected kiss.
Draco's eyes went wide. 'Does she love me, too?' He was confused now, but he didn't care. He wrapped his hands around her slender waist and kissed her back with as much passion as ever. This went on for several minutes before they both came back into their senses. They both let go of each other, looking embarrassed and Hermione quickly said, "Um, I must get back to the Head dormitories, see you around, Draco." It was the first time that she had called him by his first name and Draco mouth almost formed a perfect "O" before he realized what he was doing. He said, "Sure, Hermione." Hermione was equally surprised as she heard this and responded by grabbing her school bag and made her way towards the door. Suddenly, she turned back and then walked back over to Draco. She kissed him on the cheek and swiftly left the library. Draco raised his hand to his lips and smiled. 'Did I just kiss Hermione Granger? Oh my God, I kissed her, or no she kissed me! She loves me!' Draco grinned and walked out of the library and headed into the head dormitories. "Password?" "Hogwarts." Draco walked in through the portrait hole and walked into his room and threw himself on his bed, smiling at the world. "Draco Malfoy, you're a changed man." He happily drifted off into a sleep which was filled with fantasies of Hermione.