I should work on Aurorae Iubaris but I had an urge to write this.
Hermione woke from her dream, he rarely remembered her dreams, and this one was no exception. All she could remember was something about Draco Malfoy.
"Good morning class!" Hermione said a she walked into the charms class. The students greeted her then started to talk amongst themselves, this was her usual schedule. She would start by giving them 15 minutes of class to get rid of all of their excess energy, and then she would teach them for the rest of the class.
Today's lesson was a more advanced spell than Wingardium Leviosa was. It was a spell that would give life to inanimate objects. Of course, this spell only works on small objects, for bigger objects, they would need a more advanced spell that students don't learn until Seventh Year.
15 minutes later, Hermione had gotten the attention of the class and was writing on the board when she dropped her wand, she went to pick it up and heard what sounded like ripping robes.
"Miss Parkinson, I would advise you wise up, or you will be seeing a lot more of Professor Dumbledore's office," Hermione advised, not even looking back, continuing to write on the board with her wand, "Now, the spell is Animo Inanimus! It brings life to inanimate objects, because your magic isn't strong enough, this spell will only work on small objects, you will learn it's counter-part to bring life to larger objects in Seventh Year. Now everyone try, the first person to successfully use the spell will receive 30 points for their house, and after Miss Parkinson's behaviour last class, Slytherin could do with the 30 back, it would put them in the lead for the House Cup."
The class burst into first years yelling Animo Inanimus, with no succession. Hermione was helping all the students having trouble.
A Slytherin put up her hand, "Professor Granger, could you please help me?"
All the Slytherins were either laughing and pointing, or snickering behind her back, she was one of Hermione's favourite students, how she was put in Slytherin, Hermione would never know.
"Noctua, come sit beside Natricis and we'll work it out." Hermione explained, leading the Slytherin girl to the desk beside Natricis, "Point your wand at the object, both of you, and then simply say, Animo Inanimus."
Both students did so, and their feathers that they had used the class before to levitate with, were beginning to move. The feathers started to walk across the table, turn around, then return in front of the students, and fell back down.
"Excellent, 15 points to Gryffindor and 15 points to Slytherin, minus the 15 points taken from Slytherin by Miss Parkinson's behaviour!" Hermione explained, "For homework, I want you to all be able to make 1 object of your choice move. Class Dismissed!"
Hermione levitated her books and work out the door, but Parkinson knocked it down, "You picked the wrong person to take points from Mudblood!"
"50 points will be taken from Slytherin and you will serve 7 more days of detention with Mr. Filch, good day Miss Parkinson," Hermione said and walked away with her book and papers.
"Hermione, you look so tired, what's wrong?" Draco asked, pouring her a tea.
"I am Draco; this work is getting to me, plus the harassment from Miss Parkinson. I know Dumbledore thought I could handle this, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to!" Hermione explained, noticing the caring expression on Draco's face.
"Hermione… I…" Draco began but was interrupted by Hermione.
"Call me Mione if you want."
"Ok, Mione, the beginning of the year is always the hardest, it'll get better, I promise," Draco, said, Hermione could tell he was being sincere.
"Thank you Draco, you seem so different then when we went to school," Hermione said, hoping to get some more information on why he was being so nice.
"Well I guess it's that I love you… I mean…" Draco said, his face flushed, "Good Night Hermione!"
Draco left the Common Room his face still flushed, embarrassed at what he had just admitted to Hermione not even 5 seconds ago. Hermione was left to think about what he had just said, he just admitted with no denying, that he was in love with her, was that why he wasn't married yet? Is that why she wasn't married yet? Were they destined for each other? Hermione asked herself all these questions, and fell asleep, with Draco Malfoy on her mind.
Sorry its short, but I was only inspired for a short while.