A Match Made in Detention
A/N: Sorry I haven't updated this in a while. Had writers block I guess. Well here you go.
Disclaimer: I own, uh. . . professor Littlewood, I think that's it. I don't remember.
Chapter 5:
(Last time)
Hermione walked back to her common room. She had a feeling what Malfoy was trying to tell her back there. But she did not like the thought so she tried vigorously to think of something new. But before she knew it, she was standing in front of the fat lady.
"Why are you out so late missy, oh wait I remember now, you're a prefect okay, Password" The Fat Lady yawned
"Pumpkin Juice" Hermione said, and was let into the common room.
It was very late and not a soul was in the area. So deciding she was exhausted anyway, she went to her dorm, and said goodnight to the day.
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Draco walked absentmindedly down the hall to breakfast. He looked at his feet the entire time. He felt himself collide with another,
"Hmph. . . watch where you're going Malfoy!" It was Lavender Brown
"Mmm Kay. . ." Draco walked away.
"Wait? No 'Why don't you watch where you're going!'?" Lavender asked
"Not today. . ." Draco continued walking
Draco wasn't himself, and people were starting to notice. He only showered every other day, he didn't fix his hair, he didn't insult anyone, and he didn't march around acting like he was better than anyone else. He acted just like any other student at Hogwarts, and that worried people. It had been almost two and a half weeks since that detention with Hermione.
Draco entered the great hall to find it normal as can be. No one bothered to notice when he entered. And he was fine with that. No one looked up when they heard someone push the doors open. He was glad.
He looked over at the Gryffindor table. There they were laughing and having a blast. They were all friends with each other, every single one. They all knew how to laugh, how to love, and how to show their emotion. As while Draco hid his feelings from the world. Draco didn't know how to have fun or do anything but hate or live evil. He wished he wasn't the way he is. He blames Lucious.
He couldn't take this. He ate two or three pieces of bacon and barged out of the hall. This time people only in his own house looked over at him. But they just shrugged it off and went back to their meals.
Hermione was just about the only Gryffindor that noticed Draco's actions. She didn't care though, so talked to Ron and Harry some more.
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Soon it became dark; Draco hadn't left his room since breakfast. He liked Saturdays best of all. You could sleep in; you didn't have to go to class. You know that the next day you don't go to class so you can stay up later. He liked Fridays, 'cept for the fact that you have class that day; just that you didn't have it the next day. But Sundays he didn't really like, yeah it was good that you had a free day of learning, but you have to get up for class the next morning, so it is not good.
He suddenly found himself wandering the halls. He didn't even realize he was doing this. Then he saw her, with her brown curly hair, and her school uniform. It's amazing how a school uniform could look so pretty.
She turned around. They smiled at each other. Hermione started walking toward Draco, his heart pumped. She spoke-
"Hi"
"Um . . . hi." Draco stuttered
"Is something wrong?" Hermione asked
"Uh. . . no, nothings wrong. I am perfectly fine" Draco said a little too fast
"Well okay, how are you doing" Hermione said trying to make decent conversation
"Fine, and yourself?" Draco said
"Good, well, im a little tired, I think im going to go to bed. See ya later" Hermione stated
"Okay bye" And they both headed in opposite directions.
Draco turned around to see if he could see Hermione. But she was out of sight. He slumped and went back to his dorm.
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A/N: Well finally, an update. I was gonna write more, but I didnt. I don't know what to do! HELP ME!
This story is getting nowhere. . . yeah.
So give me some ideas.
Please tell me what you thought.
Love ya all. . . -seedy-
A/N: Sorry I haven't updated this in a while. Had writers block I guess. Well here you go.
Disclaimer: I own, uh. . . professor Littlewood, I think that's it. I don't remember.
Chapter 5:
(Last time)
Hermione walked back to her common room. She had a feeling what Malfoy was trying to tell her back there. But she did not like the thought so she tried vigorously to think of something new. But before she knew it, she was standing in front of the fat lady.
"Why are you out so late missy, oh wait I remember now, you're a prefect okay, Password" The Fat Lady yawned
"Pumpkin Juice" Hermione said, and was let into the common room.
It was very late and not a soul was in the area. So deciding she was exhausted anyway, she went to her dorm, and said goodnight to the day.
***********************************
Draco walked absentmindedly down the hall to breakfast. He looked at his feet the entire time. He felt himself collide with another,
"Hmph. . . watch where you're going Malfoy!" It was Lavender Brown
"Mmm Kay. . ." Draco walked away.
"Wait? No 'Why don't you watch where you're going!'?" Lavender asked
"Not today. . ." Draco continued walking
Draco wasn't himself, and people were starting to notice. He only showered every other day, he didn't fix his hair, he didn't insult anyone, and he didn't march around acting like he was better than anyone else. He acted just like any other student at Hogwarts, and that worried people. It had been almost two and a half weeks since that detention with Hermione.
Draco entered the great hall to find it normal as can be. No one bothered to notice when he entered. And he was fine with that. No one looked up when they heard someone push the doors open. He was glad.
He looked over at the Gryffindor table. There they were laughing and having a blast. They were all friends with each other, every single one. They all knew how to laugh, how to love, and how to show their emotion. As while Draco hid his feelings from the world. Draco didn't know how to have fun or do anything but hate or live evil. He wished he wasn't the way he is. He blames Lucious.
He couldn't take this. He ate two or three pieces of bacon and barged out of the hall. This time people only in his own house looked over at him. But they just shrugged it off and went back to their meals.
Hermione was just about the only Gryffindor that noticed Draco's actions. She didn't care though, so talked to Ron and Harry some more.
**********************************************************
Soon it became dark; Draco hadn't left his room since breakfast. He liked Saturdays best of all. You could sleep in; you didn't have to go to class. You know that the next day you don't go to class so you can stay up later. He liked Fridays, 'cept for the fact that you have class that day; just that you didn't have it the next day. But Sundays he didn't really like, yeah it was good that you had a free day of learning, but you have to get up for class the next morning, so it is not good.
He suddenly found himself wandering the halls. He didn't even realize he was doing this. Then he saw her, with her brown curly hair, and her school uniform. It's amazing how a school uniform could look so pretty.
She turned around. They smiled at each other. Hermione started walking toward Draco, his heart pumped. She spoke-
"Hi"
"Um . . . hi." Draco stuttered
"Is something wrong?" Hermione asked
"Uh. . . no, nothings wrong. I am perfectly fine" Draco said a little too fast
"Well okay, how are you doing" Hermione said trying to make decent conversation
"Fine, and yourself?" Draco said
"Good, well, im a little tired, I think im going to go to bed. See ya later" Hermione stated
"Okay bye" And they both headed in opposite directions.
Draco turned around to see if he could see Hermione. But she was out of sight. He slumped and went back to his dorm.
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A/N: Well finally, an update. I was gonna write more, but I didnt. I don't know what to do! HELP ME!
This story is getting nowhere. . . yeah.
So give me some ideas.
Please tell me what you thought.
Love ya all. . . -seedy-