Unexpected
By Cherished Dreams

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

Draco

I opened my eyes. My body seemed to want to go back to sleep but seeing some light seep through the cracks of my curtains, I knew that I couldn't. I shook my head and rubbed my eyes. I noticed that I was in my room. I frowned slightly before remembering that Hermione had helped me into bed. I got up and changed for the new day. It was seven thirty in the morning when I trudged downstairs.

I walked over to the desk that I had been finishing my homework on and packed them into my book bag. I was late for breakfast but I decided to skip it for today. Today's classes started at eight, but I didn't seem to hear Hermione moving around upstairs. She was going to be late. I groaned, before going back upstairs and waking her up.

Her room was clean and tidy, and was filled with the Gryffindor colours and nearly every table had a stack of books on it. Typical Hermione. I walked up to her bedside. Her head was under the covers and I figured that she was the huge lump in the middle. "Granger.." I didn't want to shake her or anything.

A couple of bad experiences told me not to. She had been having a nightmare before, and I had woken from her screams. I shook her, and one of the most unexpected things happened. She leapt up from her bed, grabbed her wand on her bedside table and shot a 'Petrificus Totalus!', which just barely missed me.

I thought of something and grinned. "SLEEPING IN CLASS? MISS GRANGER WAKE UP!" She shot up from underneath the covers and started explaining herself. "…I-I'm so sorry Sir, it won't hap-" She looked around and glared at me in the process. "Why did you do that for Draco?!" I grinned and pointed at the clock on her bedside table.

Her eyes grew wide and she jumped out of bed and pushed me out of her room. "Out! I have to change!" I chuckled lightly and headed downstairs. Hermione and I always walked to the first class together on Thursdays, on the way talking about the Friday morning prefect meetings. We never seemed to find time on Thursday evenings planning it out. Apart from the morning we barely saw each other long enough on Thursdays to plan the meetings.

It was seven forty-five when I heard something stumble and fall down the stairs. I stood from a chair and looked at the bundle at the bottom of the stairs. I rushed over and helped Hermione up. She looked a mess. Her hair was sticking up in every direction, the bottom of her book bag seemed to have split open, her reading glasses broken and her robes barely hanging on her shoulders. She must've tripped over them.

I took out my wand and aimed it at her glasses. "Oculus Reparo!" The cracked glass was no longer cracked, and I continued aiming my wand at her book bag. "Semeus Reparo!" The stitching on her bag fixed themselves to hold her bag together. I looked at her hair and chuckled slightly, earning a frown from her. "Curlarus Retunous!" Her hair hesitated before falling down to her shoulders in curls.

She fixed her robes and lifted her book bag onto her shoulder. She picked up the other books on the carpet and cradled them in her arms. She smiled at me, and stomach churned. "Thanks Draco. Come on let's go." I nodded and stared at her as she turned to the portrait. I noticed that she had a small carpet burn on her cheek and I reached out and gently grabbed her wrist.

She turned back to me, with a surprised expression, her lips lightly apart and her chocolate coloured eyes wide. I could feel my heart racing and I reached up to her cheek. "Carpet burn." I murmured. Her hand flew up and touched my own. I pulled my hand away and pulled out my wand out from my pocket, my hand trembling and muttered a bandaging spell. A small bandage flew out of my wand and attached itself to her skin.

Her eyes drove me mad and before I could get a hold of myself I bent down and swept my lips on hers for a min-ute second. I pulled back, grabbed my book bag and walked quickly to the portrait. Once the portrait closed behind me, I smiled.

Who would've known that she would be the one to capture my heart?

'It was unexpected that I fall in love with you…'

It was so unexpected
I didn't see it coming
But now its here,
Now that I feel it in my very veins
I must admit
It was unexpected that I fall in love with you…

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