Draco Malfoy woke up with a start. He was sweating profusley and his white-
blonde hair was disheaveled.
"What was I dreaming about?" thought Draco as he poured himself some water from his bedside pitcher. Just as he started to take a sip, it all came back to him. He abruptly spit his drink out as he remembered what he was dreaming. He was kissing that mudblood Granger! But in hte dream, he had actually enjoyed it! And yet, the thought of even touching her repulsed him.
Draco tried to get back to sleep, but found himself thinking more and more about that poofy-haired rat Hermione. "God, why can't she just get out of my head? It's not like I like her." But then another little evil voice in the back of his head reminded him of something he had tried so hard to forget.
"Remeber first through fourth year when you had a crush on her?" It was indeed true, the reason he had teased and ridiculed her was because he had a crush on her. But in fifth year, he decided it was stupid to like her and now, he really did hate her....or so he thought. Plus, Lucias had already told Draco what he was going to do.
Draco was to marry a death-eaters daughter such as Pansy Parkinson and join the ranks of Voldemort. "And look where it got you!" said Draco aloud thinking of his father rotting away in a cell in Azkaban where he resided now. Draco never had the father-son relationship with his father that he had always wished to have. And as for his mother, she was very quiet and didn't say much.
Draco finally drifted off to sleep, with visions of caramel eyes and brown bushy hair haunting him. And just as Draco fell asleep, in the very same castle, Hermione awoke from a very similar dream about kissing a certain blonde haired death-eaters son.
Harry hurried down the Hogwarts corridors. He was late for potions again! Harry was running so fast he didn't relize he had bumped into someone and fallen. Harry felt a soft warm hand pick him up. And he heard a dreamy voice say:
"Oh sorry Harry! I didn't see you there! Are you alright?"
Harry looked up into the baby blue eyes of Luna Lovegood. "Oh, thats ok, it's my fault. I was in a hurry to get to potions, wasn't looking where I was going." replied Harry.
"Well, I gotta go Harry, I'll see you around though!"
Harry watched her walk away with a dazed look on his face. She flipped her long dirty blonde hair, and Harry suddenly relized there was something very attractive about her. Harry mentally slapped himself. He couldn't think Luna was pretty, after all, she was loony.....right?
Draco sat in the Slytherin commen room doodeling on a spare peice of parchment. He heard a voice from behind him.
"Whatcha doin?" came the whiny voice of Pansy Parkinson. "And my father wants me to marry this cow?" Draco asked himself in his head.
"Absoloutly nothing." mumbled Draco
Pansy shrieked. "No! Your drawing that idiot mudblood Granger!"
Draco looked down at his picture and relized it was her. He knew he was drawing some girl, but he hadnt relized how much it resembeled her.
Pansy sighed. "Well, it must have been a mistake, either that or you were just about to draw her getting killed right?" Pansy laughed (which sounded like a mix between a snort and a neigh)
Draco sighed. "Ah...right."
"So when are you going to get your dark mark?" asked Pansy in an undertone.
"I don't know."
Pansy giggled. "Im getting mine next month!"
"greeeat." said Draco, very uniterested.
"Someones Mr. Grumpy pants!" said Pansy as she stalked off.
Draco was glad for some peace and quiet. He needed to think about these feelings he had gotten for Hermione. He felt some of the feelings he used to have for her rushing back. But not in the same way. These were more serious. But he couldn't like Hermione, I mean she was a stupid mudblood.......right?
"Ron? Does Luna look a bit more, womenly to you?" Harry asked Ron at dinner the next night.
Ron gave him a wierd look. "Uh...no.........."
"oh."
Boy, did Harry have some feelings to sort out.
"What was I dreaming about?" thought Draco as he poured himself some water from his bedside pitcher. Just as he started to take a sip, it all came back to him. He abruptly spit his drink out as he remembered what he was dreaming. He was kissing that mudblood Granger! But in hte dream, he had actually enjoyed it! And yet, the thought of even touching her repulsed him.
Draco tried to get back to sleep, but found himself thinking more and more about that poofy-haired rat Hermione. "God, why can't she just get out of my head? It's not like I like her." But then another little evil voice in the back of his head reminded him of something he had tried so hard to forget.
"Remeber first through fourth year when you had a crush on her?" It was indeed true, the reason he had teased and ridiculed her was because he had a crush on her. But in fifth year, he decided it was stupid to like her and now, he really did hate her....or so he thought. Plus, Lucias had already told Draco what he was going to do.
Draco was to marry a death-eaters daughter such as Pansy Parkinson and join the ranks of Voldemort. "And look where it got you!" said Draco aloud thinking of his father rotting away in a cell in Azkaban where he resided now. Draco never had the father-son relationship with his father that he had always wished to have. And as for his mother, she was very quiet and didn't say much.
Draco finally drifted off to sleep, with visions of caramel eyes and brown bushy hair haunting him. And just as Draco fell asleep, in the very same castle, Hermione awoke from a very similar dream about kissing a certain blonde haired death-eaters son.
Harry hurried down the Hogwarts corridors. He was late for potions again! Harry was running so fast he didn't relize he had bumped into someone and fallen. Harry felt a soft warm hand pick him up. And he heard a dreamy voice say:
"Oh sorry Harry! I didn't see you there! Are you alright?"
Harry looked up into the baby blue eyes of Luna Lovegood. "Oh, thats ok, it's my fault. I was in a hurry to get to potions, wasn't looking where I was going." replied Harry.
"Well, I gotta go Harry, I'll see you around though!"
Harry watched her walk away with a dazed look on his face. She flipped her long dirty blonde hair, and Harry suddenly relized there was something very attractive about her. Harry mentally slapped himself. He couldn't think Luna was pretty, after all, she was loony.....right?
Draco sat in the Slytherin commen room doodeling on a spare peice of parchment. He heard a voice from behind him.
"Whatcha doin?" came the whiny voice of Pansy Parkinson. "And my father wants me to marry this cow?" Draco asked himself in his head.
"Absoloutly nothing." mumbled Draco
Pansy shrieked. "No! Your drawing that idiot mudblood Granger!"
Draco looked down at his picture and relized it was her. He knew he was drawing some girl, but he hadnt relized how much it resembeled her.
Pansy sighed. "Well, it must have been a mistake, either that or you were just about to draw her getting killed right?" Pansy laughed (which sounded like a mix between a snort and a neigh)
Draco sighed. "Ah...right."
"So when are you going to get your dark mark?" asked Pansy in an undertone.
"I don't know."
Pansy giggled. "Im getting mine next month!"
"greeeat." said Draco, very uniterested.
"Someones Mr. Grumpy pants!" said Pansy as she stalked off.
Draco was glad for some peace and quiet. He needed to think about these feelings he had gotten for Hermione. He felt some of the feelings he used to have for her rushing back. But not in the same way. These were more serious. But he couldn't like Hermione, I mean she was a stupid mudblood.......right?
"Ron? Does Luna look a bit more, womenly to you?" Harry asked Ron at dinner the next night.
Ron gave him a wierd look. "Uh...no.........."
"oh."
Boy, did Harry have some feelings to sort out.