A/N: Aha, you do love me! Never doubt me, I will keep writing until the fan fic is done. And to prove it, here's chapter 3!
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Emerald Flame
Chapter 3
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****Draco's POV****
I woke to my alarm clock buzzing next to my ear. I reached out a hand and knocked the thing of the small night stand, breaking it and silencing the dreaded alarm. I started to go back asleep, but a nagging voice in the back of my mind that sounded annoyingly like Hermione forced me to get up. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and got out of bed. I had an hour to get ready and get down to the Great Hall. I'm not looking forward to eating at the Slytherin table, but it couldn't be helped. It's not like I could transfer.
I forced myself to get to the bathroom and wash my face. I really -should- put bandages on the wounds. They keep breaking open while I sleep. But I'd rather show the scars then hide them. It's a pride thing. I had decided against using the Concealing Spell. Everyone already knew I had gotten the sense beaten out of me. Maybe I actually got the sense beaten -into- me. I don't class everyone as 'Mudblood' and 'Pureblood' anymore. Their just…people. The same decaying organic matter everything else on earth is made of.
I dressed quickly and stepped out into the Common Room. Everyone stared at me for a second before walking out the entrance towards the Great Hall. I just glared at them and walked on. I'm -not- a morning person. I made it to the Great Hall without further injury from the Slytherins and sat down at the very edge of the table. I felt the stares of the future Death Eaters boring into my back as I sat down , but I just tried to ignore them. Halfway through my breakfast Snape walked down the table and handed us our schedules. I glanced over it. First class was double Care of Magical Creatures with (who else?) the Gryffindors. Amazing. I got up and left when a roll whizzed past my head. Of course, Goyle threw it. He never could aim very well.
I started towards Hagrid's hut, but stopped halfway there. I still had thirty minutes until class, so I just climbed a tree next to the lake and sat there, hidden amongst the branches. Eventually, students started to file down towards the hut. I thought about just staying in the tree and skipping class, but then I saw Hermione and changed my mind. I jumped down and nearly broke my foot, but I kept going. I passed Potter, Weasly, and Hermione, and heard Weasly yell at me.
"Did you have a nice summer, Malfoy?"
I stopped dead in my tracks and balled my fists at my sides. I fought back all the insults climbing up my throat. I was going to be civil, or at least try as hard as I could to be.
"Stop it Ron," I heard Hermione say, "He's been through enough."
"After what he's said to you, what he's called you the past seven years?"
"Yeah Ron, just leave him alone."
Weasly shut up and I started walking again, mentally praising Hermione. She was a goddess in my book as of now.
I headed towards the hut and stopped at the very back of the group. My hearing was well enough. Besides, Hagrid's voice carried a long way. I saw Hermione glance back at me. I reminded myself to thank her later. That is, if I could.
****Hermione's POV****
I turned back to Hagrid and listened to him go on and on about Griffins. He led us to a pen near the forest and showed us a solid black one. It really was amazing. Of course, he didn't let us near it. It was extremely too dangerous. The class ended and I headed towards Ancient Runes. Draco was in that class as well. Oh no, I'm thinking of him again….Ugh….
I walked silently to class when Harry and Ron turned right to go up the stairs that led to the Divination Classroom. After 5th year Professor Trelawney and Firenze begun working together on Divination and I was really disappointed that I couldn't be in the class now. From what Harry and Ron told me it was excellent.
I rounded the last corner and stepped into the classroom, taking the seat directly in front of the teachers desk. The students started filing in slowly until Draco came in exactly five seconds before the bell. He headed for the very back of the class and slumped down in his seat. I managed to get through the whole class without looking back at him, though I felt the urge to do so many times throughout the class period. After that I had Charms, then Transfiguration, then finally lunch. I just grabbed an apple and headed towards the Library. I needed to brush up on Potions. I was -not- going to give Snape a reason to vanish away my potion like he had done to Harry and Ron so many times before.
I entered the Library and hid my apple in my pocket. Madam Pince really didn't like food near the books. I got a book and went to a table in the farthest corner away from the librarians desk. I didn't want Madam Pince to hear me eating. I dropped my bag next to the chair I was sitting in and propped my feet up on the table. I looked at my watch every five minutes to make sure I wasn't late, but other that that I was completely absorbed in my reading. I looked up when I felt someone sit across from me and dropped my book when I saw who it was.
****Draco's POV****
I smiled slightly when Hermione dropped her book but other than that I didn't change my expression. She looked at me with a shocked look on her face.
"It's not -that- bad now is it?" I asked, putting a hurt look on my face.
"No," Hermione shook her head and bent down to pick up her book, "Sorry, it's just…I didn't expect you to come here."
"Getting beaten half to death by your father makes people change."
Hermione dropped her head and bit her lip uncertainly.
"I just came here to tell you thanks," I said.
Hermione looked up.
"For what?" She asked.
"For getting Weasly to back off."
"He's just looking for reasons to get back at you."
"Well it's not very hard to find them is it?"
Hermione smiled uncertainly.
"I'm not made of glass," I said after a second, "I can talk about it without breaking."
Hermione bit her lip again.
"It's just….Well…." Hermione trailed off.
"It's okay," I said quickly.
She nodded slightly and tried to smile. She looked at her watch and suddenly jumped up.
"We've only got three minutes until Potions!" She said as she put the book back on the shelf and picked up her bag. I stood as well and we nearly ran out of the Library. As Heads we were expected to be on time to every single class and I knew Snape would give us detention if we were late and I really didn't want to scrub floors.
We got to Potions in time. I let Hermione go in first then waited a few seconds and walked in behind her. If we walked in together the Slytherins would hassle me even more. Snape shot us dirty looks but other than that he couldn't do anything. Technically we weren't late, we still made it entirely into the classroom three seconds before the bell. So I spend an entire two hours brewing an advanced Invisible Potion. I think I made it well. I wouldn't know until Snape tested it.
I finished the rest of the school day and skipped dinner. I chose to shut myself up in my room and think instead. I closed my eyes and slipped into a dream-like trance, where I wasn't completely asleep but I wasn't completely awake. I didn't come out of the trance until someone knocked on my door. I sat up and blinked a second before I opened the door. Hermione stood there. This time I wasn't really surprised. She slipped in and closed the door behind her and I let her.
"Why are you here?" I asked more rudely than I meant to.
She didn't speak, but instead held out a napkin. I took it and unwrapped it. An apple and a chicken leg lay within the white cloth.
"Thanks," I muttered, rewrapping the food and setting it on the nightstand where my alarm clock used to be (It now lay shattered on the floor).
"You have to eat, you've skipped lunch and dinner."
"So you do care," I said sarcastically.
"Yes, I do, so you'd better eat it."
I looked at her with a shocked look on my face.
"Yes, you heard me, now eat."
I blinked and didn't move until she shoved my gently towards where I'd lain the food. I finally picked up the apple and took one bite out of it. She gained a look of satisfaction which made her look surprisingly like a cat that had just killed and eaten a mouse. I would've laughed, but if I had I would've probably choked on the apple. I swallowed the piece down and stared at her.
"Happy?"
"Not extremely content, but it'll do."
"You want to help me finish it?" I held the apple out to her and smirked. She rolled her eyes but actually took the apple and bit into it. She handed it back to me and I stared at her.
"What?" She asked around the piece of apple in her mouth.
"You don't usually eat after people, especially your greatest enemy."
"My greatest enemy is Voldemort. You're more like a…I dunno…Borderline."
"Borderline?"
"You're not a friend but your not an enemy."
By now she had taken a seat on the bed beside me and had a smile on her face. I think I had a smile on my face as well but I had put numbing spells on it so I couldn't feel the constant sting of the still healing wounds.
"Really? And when did this change come around?"
"When you agreed to call me Hermione."
"Wow, I think I made the right choice."
Hermione rolled her eyes but kept the smile on her face.
"At least you're better than Ron and Harry…"
"Oh, so they're pigs?"
"Harry's not so much but Ron talks about snogging every girl in his year that's in Gryffindor."
"Like we didn't see that coming…And what about Pott--Harry."
"He only talks about this girl in Ravenclaw…."
"Who? That Chang girl that graduated last year?"
"No," Hermione made a face, "No, not after fifth year. A different girl."
"Who?"
"No, I'm not telling you."
"Please?"
"No!"
"Please?"
She stuck her tongue out at me.
"If you don't put that away I'm gonna have to kiss you," I told her seriously.
"Tempting…." Hermione muttered, but she put her tongue back in her mouth.
"Oh, now who's the pig?"
"Shut it," She pushed me slightly and laughed a little. She glanced down at her watch.
"Bugger…" She muttered, getting up, "I have to go do homework. Night."
"Night," I told her as she left, yet again making sure no one saw her.
I finished off the apple she gave me, but I threw away the chicken leg. After that I showered, took off my shirt, repaired my alarm clock with a simple spell, and went to sleep. Well, tried. My thoughts kept drifting to Hermione. After an hour I finally got frustrated.
"You will -not- fall in love with Hermione Granger," I said firmly to myself. Then I was somehow able to drift into la-la land. Which was filled with Hermione's face. Tell me that's not fair.
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A/N: Click the button and tell me what you think please.
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Emerald Flame
Chapter 3
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****Draco's POV****
I woke to my alarm clock buzzing next to my ear. I reached out a hand and knocked the thing of the small night stand, breaking it and silencing the dreaded alarm. I started to go back asleep, but a nagging voice in the back of my mind that sounded annoyingly like Hermione forced me to get up. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and got out of bed. I had an hour to get ready and get down to the Great Hall. I'm not looking forward to eating at the Slytherin table, but it couldn't be helped. It's not like I could transfer.
I forced myself to get to the bathroom and wash my face. I really -should- put bandages on the wounds. They keep breaking open while I sleep. But I'd rather show the scars then hide them. It's a pride thing. I had decided against using the Concealing Spell. Everyone already knew I had gotten the sense beaten out of me. Maybe I actually got the sense beaten -into- me. I don't class everyone as 'Mudblood' and 'Pureblood' anymore. Their just…people. The same decaying organic matter everything else on earth is made of.
I dressed quickly and stepped out into the Common Room. Everyone stared at me for a second before walking out the entrance towards the Great Hall. I just glared at them and walked on. I'm -not- a morning person. I made it to the Great Hall without further injury from the Slytherins and sat down at the very edge of the table. I felt the stares of the future Death Eaters boring into my back as I sat down , but I just tried to ignore them. Halfway through my breakfast Snape walked down the table and handed us our schedules. I glanced over it. First class was double Care of Magical Creatures with (who else?) the Gryffindors. Amazing. I got up and left when a roll whizzed past my head. Of course, Goyle threw it. He never could aim very well.
I started towards Hagrid's hut, but stopped halfway there. I still had thirty minutes until class, so I just climbed a tree next to the lake and sat there, hidden amongst the branches. Eventually, students started to file down towards the hut. I thought about just staying in the tree and skipping class, but then I saw Hermione and changed my mind. I jumped down and nearly broke my foot, but I kept going. I passed Potter, Weasly, and Hermione, and heard Weasly yell at me.
"Did you have a nice summer, Malfoy?"
I stopped dead in my tracks and balled my fists at my sides. I fought back all the insults climbing up my throat. I was going to be civil, or at least try as hard as I could to be.
"Stop it Ron," I heard Hermione say, "He's been through enough."
"After what he's said to you, what he's called you the past seven years?"
"Yeah Ron, just leave him alone."
Weasly shut up and I started walking again, mentally praising Hermione. She was a goddess in my book as of now.
I headed towards the hut and stopped at the very back of the group. My hearing was well enough. Besides, Hagrid's voice carried a long way. I saw Hermione glance back at me. I reminded myself to thank her later. That is, if I could.
****Hermione's POV****
I turned back to Hagrid and listened to him go on and on about Griffins. He led us to a pen near the forest and showed us a solid black one. It really was amazing. Of course, he didn't let us near it. It was extremely too dangerous. The class ended and I headed towards Ancient Runes. Draco was in that class as well. Oh no, I'm thinking of him again….Ugh….
I walked silently to class when Harry and Ron turned right to go up the stairs that led to the Divination Classroom. After 5th year Professor Trelawney and Firenze begun working together on Divination and I was really disappointed that I couldn't be in the class now. From what Harry and Ron told me it was excellent.
I rounded the last corner and stepped into the classroom, taking the seat directly in front of the teachers desk. The students started filing in slowly until Draco came in exactly five seconds before the bell. He headed for the very back of the class and slumped down in his seat. I managed to get through the whole class without looking back at him, though I felt the urge to do so many times throughout the class period. After that I had Charms, then Transfiguration, then finally lunch. I just grabbed an apple and headed towards the Library. I needed to brush up on Potions. I was -not- going to give Snape a reason to vanish away my potion like he had done to Harry and Ron so many times before.
I entered the Library and hid my apple in my pocket. Madam Pince really didn't like food near the books. I got a book and went to a table in the farthest corner away from the librarians desk. I didn't want Madam Pince to hear me eating. I dropped my bag next to the chair I was sitting in and propped my feet up on the table. I looked at my watch every five minutes to make sure I wasn't late, but other that that I was completely absorbed in my reading. I looked up when I felt someone sit across from me and dropped my book when I saw who it was.
****Draco's POV****
I smiled slightly when Hermione dropped her book but other than that I didn't change my expression. She looked at me with a shocked look on her face.
"It's not -that- bad now is it?" I asked, putting a hurt look on my face.
"No," Hermione shook her head and bent down to pick up her book, "Sorry, it's just…I didn't expect you to come here."
"Getting beaten half to death by your father makes people change."
Hermione dropped her head and bit her lip uncertainly.
"I just came here to tell you thanks," I said.
Hermione looked up.
"For what?" She asked.
"For getting Weasly to back off."
"He's just looking for reasons to get back at you."
"Well it's not very hard to find them is it?"
Hermione smiled uncertainly.
"I'm not made of glass," I said after a second, "I can talk about it without breaking."
Hermione bit her lip again.
"It's just….Well…." Hermione trailed off.
"It's okay," I said quickly.
She nodded slightly and tried to smile. She looked at her watch and suddenly jumped up.
"We've only got three minutes until Potions!" She said as she put the book back on the shelf and picked up her bag. I stood as well and we nearly ran out of the Library. As Heads we were expected to be on time to every single class and I knew Snape would give us detention if we were late and I really didn't want to scrub floors.
We got to Potions in time. I let Hermione go in first then waited a few seconds and walked in behind her. If we walked in together the Slytherins would hassle me even more. Snape shot us dirty looks but other than that he couldn't do anything. Technically we weren't late, we still made it entirely into the classroom three seconds before the bell. So I spend an entire two hours brewing an advanced Invisible Potion. I think I made it well. I wouldn't know until Snape tested it.
I finished the rest of the school day and skipped dinner. I chose to shut myself up in my room and think instead. I closed my eyes and slipped into a dream-like trance, where I wasn't completely asleep but I wasn't completely awake. I didn't come out of the trance until someone knocked on my door. I sat up and blinked a second before I opened the door. Hermione stood there. This time I wasn't really surprised. She slipped in and closed the door behind her and I let her.
"Why are you here?" I asked more rudely than I meant to.
She didn't speak, but instead held out a napkin. I took it and unwrapped it. An apple and a chicken leg lay within the white cloth.
"Thanks," I muttered, rewrapping the food and setting it on the nightstand where my alarm clock used to be (It now lay shattered on the floor).
"You have to eat, you've skipped lunch and dinner."
"So you do care," I said sarcastically.
"Yes, I do, so you'd better eat it."
I looked at her with a shocked look on my face.
"Yes, you heard me, now eat."
I blinked and didn't move until she shoved my gently towards where I'd lain the food. I finally picked up the apple and took one bite out of it. She gained a look of satisfaction which made her look surprisingly like a cat that had just killed and eaten a mouse. I would've laughed, but if I had I would've probably choked on the apple. I swallowed the piece down and stared at her.
"Happy?"
"Not extremely content, but it'll do."
"You want to help me finish it?" I held the apple out to her and smirked. She rolled her eyes but actually took the apple and bit into it. She handed it back to me and I stared at her.
"What?" She asked around the piece of apple in her mouth.
"You don't usually eat after people, especially your greatest enemy."
"My greatest enemy is Voldemort. You're more like a…I dunno…Borderline."
"Borderline?"
"You're not a friend but your not an enemy."
By now she had taken a seat on the bed beside me and had a smile on her face. I think I had a smile on my face as well but I had put numbing spells on it so I couldn't feel the constant sting of the still healing wounds.
"Really? And when did this change come around?"
"When you agreed to call me Hermione."
"Wow, I think I made the right choice."
Hermione rolled her eyes but kept the smile on her face.
"At least you're better than Ron and Harry…"
"Oh, so they're pigs?"
"Harry's not so much but Ron talks about snogging every girl in his year that's in Gryffindor."
"Like we didn't see that coming…And what about Pott--Harry."
"He only talks about this girl in Ravenclaw…."
"Who? That Chang girl that graduated last year?"
"No," Hermione made a face, "No, not after fifth year. A different girl."
"Who?"
"No, I'm not telling you."
"Please?"
"No!"
"Please?"
She stuck her tongue out at me.
"If you don't put that away I'm gonna have to kiss you," I told her seriously.
"Tempting…." Hermione muttered, but she put her tongue back in her mouth.
"Oh, now who's the pig?"
"Shut it," She pushed me slightly and laughed a little. She glanced down at her watch.
"Bugger…" She muttered, getting up, "I have to go do homework. Night."
"Night," I told her as she left, yet again making sure no one saw her.
I finished off the apple she gave me, but I threw away the chicken leg. After that I showered, took off my shirt, repaired my alarm clock with a simple spell, and went to sleep. Well, tried. My thoughts kept drifting to Hermione. After an hour I finally got frustrated.
"You will -not- fall in love with Hermione Granger," I said firmly to myself. Then I was somehow able to drift into la-la land. Which was filled with Hermione's face. Tell me that's not fair.
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