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Hermione had a summer that was long, without any news from any other friends other then Harry and Ron. She was terribly lonely, and she was prepared for it this 6th year as she had the years before to be the same. She sat without a lot of anticipation on the train ride to Hogwarts, for she knew it was going to be the same as the previous years. But after all, school was for learning, not socializing, right?
Hermione ran her slender fingers through her long, straight hair. Over the summer she had experimented with a spell that made her unruly hair become silky and curly. She found that she rather liked it, and that it somewhat flattered her appearance. The curtain opened and a figure with black hair came into her compartment. It sat down across from her, and smiled.
"Hermione! Someone is serving the best candy up at the front of the train. They got it from their trip to America." Harry noted Hermione wasn't looking at him, but she was looking out of the window sadly. "Just thought you might want to know." Hermione nodded, and Harry brushed hair out of her pretty face. She looked at him, and Harry's heart leapt. He couldn't bear to look into those big, brown eyes without feeling the urge to kiss her. He held back that urge, as then Ron stormed into the compartment.
"Hello, Hermione, hello Harry!" he said cheerfully but then his face turned into a frown after seeing Hermione so solemn. He was about to speak but Harry shot him a look that said, no----don't.
Hermione sighed, and Ron sat next to her. She looked at him, and smiled, wiping a tear from her eye. Ron put his arm around her, and even though Harry knew it was just a friendly gesture, he felt a strong feeling in his stomach. Ron sensed something as he looked at Harry, but Harry shot his glance away to the floor, trying to hide his jealousy. Ron frowned, and looked back to his friend.
They rode in silence through the rest of the way to Hogwarts. When they arrived, Hermione did not follow the boys into the Great Hall for the sorting, but she went straight to her room, alone. She walked quickly though the halls, noticing how dark they were, only lit by a few wall candles. She saw a dark figure coming in the opposite direction, and her muscles tightened. It was walking very fast and steadily. When it got closer, she could make out the shape of a tall, slender male. As he walked past her, she made eye contact with those of icy blue, chilling her bones and sending a shiver up her spine. He then walked on, leaving only Hermione behind watching him as he went. She lost her breath and she could not feel any part of her body. She continued walking, not believing what she had just seen. That was no Malfoy. That, who had just walked by her, was something…like the most beautiful creature she had seen. There was no word for him. Yes, she had noticed how Ron and Harry had grown over the summer and how they had changed, but they were nothing compared to Malfoy.
When she arrived at Gryffindor, she went right into her room and sat on her bed, holding her knees, thinking about him. Why was she acting like this? It was just Malfoy after all…but it wasn't. There was more. And she couldn't wait to go to sleep and get up the next morning, to see that heavenly creature again.
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Please review when you've done reading…I'd really appreciate it J!
Hermione had a summer that was long, without any news from any other friends other then Harry and Ron. She was terribly lonely, and she was prepared for it this 6th year as she had the years before to be the same. She sat without a lot of anticipation on the train ride to Hogwarts, for she knew it was going to be the same as the previous years. But after all, school was for learning, not socializing, right?
Hermione ran her slender fingers through her long, straight hair. Over the summer she had experimented with a spell that made her unruly hair become silky and curly. She found that she rather liked it, and that it somewhat flattered her appearance. The curtain opened and a figure with black hair came into her compartment. It sat down across from her, and smiled.
"Hermione! Someone is serving the best candy up at the front of the train. They got it from their trip to America." Harry noted Hermione wasn't looking at him, but she was looking out of the window sadly. "Just thought you might want to know." Hermione nodded, and Harry brushed hair out of her pretty face. She looked at him, and Harry's heart leapt. He couldn't bear to look into those big, brown eyes without feeling the urge to kiss her. He held back that urge, as then Ron stormed into the compartment.
"Hello, Hermione, hello Harry!" he said cheerfully but then his face turned into a frown after seeing Hermione so solemn. He was about to speak but Harry shot him a look that said, no----don't.
Hermione sighed, and Ron sat next to her. She looked at him, and smiled, wiping a tear from her eye. Ron put his arm around her, and even though Harry knew it was just a friendly gesture, he felt a strong feeling in his stomach. Ron sensed something as he looked at Harry, but Harry shot his glance away to the floor, trying to hide his jealousy. Ron frowned, and looked back to his friend.
They rode in silence through the rest of the way to Hogwarts. When they arrived, Hermione did not follow the boys into the Great Hall for the sorting, but she went straight to her room, alone. She walked quickly though the halls, noticing how dark they were, only lit by a few wall candles. She saw a dark figure coming in the opposite direction, and her muscles tightened. It was walking very fast and steadily. When it got closer, she could make out the shape of a tall, slender male. As he walked past her, she made eye contact with those of icy blue, chilling her bones and sending a shiver up her spine. He then walked on, leaving only Hermione behind watching him as he went. She lost her breath and she could not feel any part of her body. She continued walking, not believing what she had just seen. That was no Malfoy. That, who had just walked by her, was something…like the most beautiful creature she had seen. There was no word for him. Yes, she had noticed how Ron and Harry had grown over the summer and how they had changed, but they were nothing compared to Malfoy.
When she arrived at Gryffindor, she went right into her room and sat on her bed, holding her knees, thinking about him. Why was she acting like this? It was just Malfoy after all…but it wasn't. There was more. And she couldn't wait to go to sleep and get up the next morning, to see that heavenly creature again.
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