Blanket
First I would like to thank all my reviewers:
Dragonfly-child: thankies Haley! Draco fics are awesome; I like writing, and im glad you like it.
Laura buzali: yes I know it was short, but. . . I couldn't help it. LoL
Tiani Lunaris: Coffee. . . LoL Yay I am brilliant! Whoo!
Life, Love Sanity: Yeah, I guess it is a different perspective for Draco. I never really thought of that, hm. . . . LoL. Thanks!
Lady Lirimaer Malfoy: yeah I probably should get a beta, but im too lazy. Haha
Stlpujols: well now im updating so you will find out! Thanks
And thanks to no name who said: more :
You have no idea how much this means to me. I really appreciate it, a lot.
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything
A/N: yeah, sorry that last chapter was only like 5 words. That was kinda weird. But oh well, im making up for it now.
Chapter 2:
Hermione's POV
He always looks at me, but I don't mind. Can't deny that I don't think he's handsome. With his striking metallic grey eyes, boyishly long blonde hair, muscular arms, and tall body, he was one of the most handsome boys in school.
But I have this sense that he likes me. Doesn't bother me one bit, it used to though. When I first figured it out, I was really disturbed, because I felt that I hated him. But I now realize that I like him as well.
At the Halloween feast, he was looking at our table the whole time. Not even paying attention to his friends, who finally snapped their fingers in his face to get his attention. I laughed at that. I bet my friends thought I was crazy, for just laughing all of a sudden.
I had detention with Malfoy one night. We got into an argument in transfiguration. Shockingly, Professor McGonagall didn't make us do anything. I think she just wanted us to try and get along. We didn't make an effort though. He just sat on one side of the room, pretending to read a book on famous wizards of our time, whereas I sat on the other side of the room knitting my blanket.
I worked very hard on that blanket. My mother had given me some of her old knitting tools the previous year, and I had finally found a use for them. I had read somewhere that knitting or crocheting will bring your IQ up. Ha, like I believed that rubbish, but I still needed some kind of hobby so I decided to learn. I learned fairly quickly, it wasn't as hard as some people claim it is. I guess I just have natural talent. I laugh at myself.
I used the Gryffindor House colors for the blanket, made out of soft wool. And I finally finished it. During that same detention I completed it. And I showed it to you just to see what you thought.
"It's nice Granger, real nice" you said plainly.
"Thanks" I said in reply
I could tell you liked it.
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A/n: How did I do? Not do badly I hope
Next chapter:
Draco attempts to retrieve Hermione's blanket. In Draco's POV
-seedy-
First I would like to thank all my reviewers:
Dragonfly-child: thankies Haley! Draco fics are awesome; I like writing, and im glad you like it.
Laura buzali: yes I know it was short, but. . . I couldn't help it. LoL
Tiani Lunaris: Coffee. . . LoL Yay I am brilliant! Whoo!
Life, Love Sanity: Yeah, I guess it is a different perspective for Draco. I never really thought of that, hm. . . . LoL. Thanks!
Lady Lirimaer Malfoy: yeah I probably should get a beta, but im too lazy. Haha
Stlpujols: well now im updating so you will find out! Thanks
And thanks to no name who said: more :
You have no idea how much this means to me. I really appreciate it, a lot.
***
Disclaimer: I don't own anything
A/N: yeah, sorry that last chapter was only like 5 words. That was kinda weird. But oh well, im making up for it now.
Chapter 2:
Hermione's POV
He always looks at me, but I don't mind. Can't deny that I don't think he's handsome. With his striking metallic grey eyes, boyishly long blonde hair, muscular arms, and tall body, he was one of the most handsome boys in school.
But I have this sense that he likes me. Doesn't bother me one bit, it used to though. When I first figured it out, I was really disturbed, because I felt that I hated him. But I now realize that I like him as well.
At the Halloween feast, he was looking at our table the whole time. Not even paying attention to his friends, who finally snapped their fingers in his face to get his attention. I laughed at that. I bet my friends thought I was crazy, for just laughing all of a sudden.
I had detention with Malfoy one night. We got into an argument in transfiguration. Shockingly, Professor McGonagall didn't make us do anything. I think she just wanted us to try and get along. We didn't make an effort though. He just sat on one side of the room, pretending to read a book on famous wizards of our time, whereas I sat on the other side of the room knitting my blanket.
I worked very hard on that blanket. My mother had given me some of her old knitting tools the previous year, and I had finally found a use for them. I had read somewhere that knitting or crocheting will bring your IQ up. Ha, like I believed that rubbish, but I still needed some kind of hobby so I decided to learn. I learned fairly quickly, it wasn't as hard as some people claim it is. I guess I just have natural talent. I laugh at myself.
I used the Gryffindor House colors for the blanket, made out of soft wool. And I finally finished it. During that same detention I completed it. And I showed it to you just to see what you thought.
"It's nice Granger, real nice" you said plainly.
"Thanks" I said in reply
I could tell you liked it.
*****************************************************'
A/n: How did I do? Not do badly I hope
Next chapter:
Draco attempts to retrieve Hermione's blanket. In Draco's POV
-seedy-