The Worst Way to Miss Someone
"The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them."
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except this plot. I don't even own Jordan anymore, it's sad!
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A/N This chapter is from Draco's POV, in case you forgot. It takes place right after Draco goes into his dormitory after he announces the "conspiracy" to Hermione.
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Chapter Five: The Head Girl
Draco walked into the Head Boy dormitory, feeling worn out and confused. As he entered, he cast his around the room. A four-poster bed with green curtains, just like he was used to, but there was an air of something different in the room. It was, well he wasn't sure exactly what it was, but it was different. Very different.
Draco sat down on the bed and sighed. This was going to be long year. He was Head Boy, Granger was Head Girl. Granger. He knew she would be, but secretly he was hoping that a miracle would take place and she couldn't do it. Or she wasn't selected. But really. Granger was going to be Head Girl. He had known it since First Year.
Draco stood up and went over to the window. He stared at the moon reflecting on the lake. It was a pretty awesome sight, one that you don't see unless you really look at it.
Draco stood at the window for nearly fifteen minutes, thinking about nothing at all. Suddenly he awoke from the dream world he was in and went over to his bed. He climbed in and found himself unable to fall asleep.
Draco began thinking about the day. He had arrived at King's Cross a half an hour early, only to find himself waiting for a very long time with McGonagall. The Head Girl hadn't shown up yet. He learned from McGonagall that the Head Girl was to be Granger.
Suddenly he had heard McGonagall hail someone, she had used the name 'Miss Granger,' so he assumed that it was the new Head Girl, but the girl walking toward them wasn't HER, was it.
The girl walking toward them was not the Mudblood that he had taunted in the past. She approached and Draco realized it was. But it wasn't.
She WAS Hermione Granger, but she was different somehow. Had he seen her on the street and not introduced himself, he would never have realized it was her.
She was different. It was her hair, it was not the same color it had been. But, no, that wasn't it. Maybe the raspberry tinted lip gloss. Yes, that had to be it. But, no, the lip gloss on girls changed as often as they changed their minds, so that couldn't be it. Maybe it was the way she was dressed; she wasn't in her usual jeans and t-shirt. But no, he had seen girls dress a lot better than Granger was dressed and they still didn't catch his eye.
She was just different. Then Draco figured it out. She carried herself differently. No longer was she slouched over with her eyes on the ground. Her head was high and he could see her eyes, which did not happen very often. She seemed to have gained a confidence over the summer that sustained her. She had this look in her eyes that said, "I know who I am and you better respect the heck out of that."
For once, Granger looked like she was someone to be reckoned with, someone who could kick his trash if only she was not above doing so. She looked as if she wanted something beyond her reach, but knew she would eventually get it. And she was willing to do what it took to get it. She had a strange glow to her face that Draco could not put words to, only that it made him want to laugh and cry at the same time.
Draco realized something with a jolt. This was the Mudblood he was thinking about. The MUDBLOOD! He had taunted this girl for her parentage for as long as he could remember, and he was spending his night thinking about her!
'Malfoy, wake up!' he thought as he shook himself mentally. Clearly the heat wave was getting to his head. Draco squeezed his eyes closed and finally drifted off to sleep.
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A/N How terrible was it? Oh tell me! Please review and leave any comments you want, whether they be good or bad. I even want flames, so send them if you want too. If you think it sucks though, please tell me why and how you would fix it.
Next chapter Draco and Hermione will get their schedules and begin their classes.
"The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them."
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except this plot. I don't even own Jordan anymore, it's sad!
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A/N This chapter is from Draco's POV, in case you forgot. It takes place right after Draco goes into his dormitory after he announces the "conspiracy" to Hermione.
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Chapter Five: The Head Girl
Draco walked into the Head Boy dormitory, feeling worn out and confused. As he entered, he cast his around the room. A four-poster bed with green curtains, just like he was used to, but there was an air of something different in the room. It was, well he wasn't sure exactly what it was, but it was different. Very different.
Draco sat down on the bed and sighed. This was going to be long year. He was Head Boy, Granger was Head Girl. Granger. He knew she would be, but secretly he was hoping that a miracle would take place and she couldn't do it. Or she wasn't selected. But really. Granger was going to be Head Girl. He had known it since First Year.
Draco stood up and went over to the window. He stared at the moon reflecting on the lake. It was a pretty awesome sight, one that you don't see unless you really look at it.
Draco stood at the window for nearly fifteen minutes, thinking about nothing at all. Suddenly he awoke from the dream world he was in and went over to his bed. He climbed in and found himself unable to fall asleep.
Draco began thinking about the day. He had arrived at King's Cross a half an hour early, only to find himself waiting for a very long time with McGonagall. The Head Girl hadn't shown up yet. He learned from McGonagall that the Head Girl was to be Granger.
Suddenly he had heard McGonagall hail someone, she had used the name 'Miss Granger,' so he assumed that it was the new Head Girl, but the girl walking toward them wasn't HER, was it.
The girl walking toward them was not the Mudblood that he had taunted in the past. She approached and Draco realized it was. But it wasn't.
She WAS Hermione Granger, but she was different somehow. Had he seen her on the street and not introduced himself, he would never have realized it was her.
She was different. It was her hair, it was not the same color it had been. But, no, that wasn't it. Maybe the raspberry tinted lip gloss. Yes, that had to be it. But, no, the lip gloss on girls changed as often as they changed their minds, so that couldn't be it. Maybe it was the way she was dressed; she wasn't in her usual jeans and t-shirt. But no, he had seen girls dress a lot better than Granger was dressed and they still didn't catch his eye.
She was just different. Then Draco figured it out. She carried herself differently. No longer was she slouched over with her eyes on the ground. Her head was high and he could see her eyes, which did not happen very often. She seemed to have gained a confidence over the summer that sustained her. She had this look in her eyes that said, "I know who I am and you better respect the heck out of that."
For once, Granger looked like she was someone to be reckoned with, someone who could kick his trash if only she was not above doing so. She looked as if she wanted something beyond her reach, but knew she would eventually get it. And she was willing to do what it took to get it. She had a strange glow to her face that Draco could not put words to, only that it made him want to laugh and cry at the same time.
Draco realized something with a jolt. This was the Mudblood he was thinking about. The MUDBLOOD! He had taunted this girl for her parentage for as long as he could remember, and he was spending his night thinking about her!
'Malfoy, wake up!' he thought as he shook himself mentally. Clearly the heat wave was getting to his head. Draco squeezed his eyes closed and finally drifted off to sleep.
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A/N How terrible was it? Oh tell me! Please review and leave any comments you want, whether they be good or bad. I even want flames, so send them if you want too. If you think it sucks though, please tell me why and how you would fix it.
Next chapter Draco and Hermione will get their schedules and begin their classes.