Unexpected Love
Summary: A fic that takes place after Hogwarts. Hermione left the magical world behind
after a messy breakup with Krum and became a muggle teacher. Years later she
discovers that one of her new students is a Malfoy. What will happen when
Draco enters her life?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters. The ones you don't recognize
belong to me.
Chapter Three- Enemies Reunite
"Hermione?" asked the secretary, Josephine Burns the next morning. "Are you in there?"
"Yes Joey, come on in. What can I do for you?" inquired Hermione.
"One of your students fathers has requested a meeting with you. I booked him in after school today. Is that alright?" asked Josephine.
"Oh yes, thats fine," replied Hermione. "What's his name?"
"Oh I'm so sorry miss, but I seem to have misplaced where I wrote down his name."
"That's alright Joey, no harm done. I'll just ask him when he comes in," answered Hermione.
The bell rang then and Mrs. Burns excused herself. The day went by rather quickly and before she knew it, the bell for the end of the day was ringing. The children all filed out and Hermione was just sitting down to do some work when....
"My God Hermione, it is you."
Hermione's pen froze in midair and she recognized that voice, although it was different somehow. Then she realized that the voice that she had known for its cold drawl was now warm and friendly. Looking up she confirmed it.
It was Draco Malfoy. And even though they had been enemies, Hermione couldn't help thinking to herself, "He is so hot."
And it was true. His platinum blonde hair, so like Justin's, was no longer slicked back but hung freely around his well defined face. His eyes that had once seemed like a cold steel grey were now a warm, inviting grey. His lips were a soft pale pink, like two luscious pink clouds. She had a sudden urge to find out if they felt the way they looked.
"Get a hold of yourself Granger, it's Malfoy your thinking about!" Hermione thought. But she couldnt tear her eyes away from him, especially his body, which she could see, was very well toned. His arms were so strong, how she would love to be held in them. She ordered herself to stop thinking like that. This was Malfoy.
Across from her however, Draco seemed to be experiencing the same feelings. When Hermione had looked up he had noticed how gorgeous she was. The sun came in the window, shining on her chestnut brown hair which had lost all bushiness and was now a mass of ringlets falling to her waist.
Her waist. She was a thin person, not too thin though. Just perfect. Her waist led into long, lean legs. She looked like she could be a dancer. His eyes travelled back up to her face and locked onto her eyes.
Her eyes were the most captivating. They were a warm honey colour flecked with gold. They looked into his and Draco felt that he could see into the depths of her soul. They were warm and friendly, but Draco could see that there was also hurt in them. "She must have been hurt in the past," thought Draco. "But God, is she beautiful."
Tearing his eyes away from her he announced, "I can't believe it's really you! No one has seen you in nearly 8 years! Where have you been all this time?"
"Right here. I guess people just didn't look in the right places. But why are you here? You hate me remember? I'm just a filthy mudblood. We were enemies for 7 years, why come here just to see me?" questioned Hermione.
"Times change Hermione," Draco whispered softly, and Hermione realized that she had uttered those exact words not long ago. "Things happen, people change. Like you. Something must have happened to make you give up magic. You were the best in our class, you wouldn't have just forgotten all about it. You loved it."
His eyes were so hypnotizing that she felt she had to explain herself. "It was in our seventh year," she began. "As you know, me and Viktor Krum had been dating for quite a while. I loved him, and I thought he loved me. But he owled me one day to tell me that things were over. He met another girl."
Draco had sympathy for this poor girl. His eyes were so full of pain as she told him this that he wondered why she was if it hurt so much.
"Go on," he whispered softly.
Hermione took a deep breath and continued. "I was heartbroken, I thought I'd never get over him. I connected him so deeply to magic as I had known him for almost half of my time at Hogwarts. There were too many memories. Magic held to much pain. So I decided to leave it behind, forget everything. And everyone. I turned down a job at Hogwarts and came here, began teaching muggle kids. And that brings me to today."
"Wow," Draco breathed. "It's all starting to make sense now."
"But what about you, Mr. Malfoy? Why are you so interested in me? Why are you not insulting me instead? Telling me I'm a mudblood and I deserve it?"
"Oh Hermione, if I could take that back I would."
"Then why did you do it?" asked Hermione.
"My father influenced me a great deal. I had grown up believing that muggleborns werent as good as purebloods. He taught me all sorts of horrible things that were wrong, but I believed that they were right. It was my father, he wouldn't lie. But then at the end of seventh year, he died."
"Oh Draco, I'm so sorry, it must have been horrible."
"It was, I lost my father when I was just 17. But I still had my mother. She taught me that what my father believed WAS wrong. Muggleborns and halfbloods and purebloods are all the same. She had no influence in what I believed in growing up, my father made sure of that. But after he died, it was her chance. And she hoped she still had time to make things right. I eventually learned things from my mother and here I am, a new man. She died not long after Justin was born though," he finished sadly.
Hermione had listened closely and looked sympathetically at him as he finished. But she felt she had to know something.
"Draco, why are you married to Pansy? You couldn't stand her in school."
"Well," Draco began, "I can only tolerate her now. It was my fathers dying wish for me to marry Pansy and create an heir. So we went on with the arranged marriage that had been planned since we were young, and created Justin, who I must say is a fine boy."
"Oh yes, Draco, he's a little gentleman." said Hermione smiling.
Looking at Hermione's beautiful smile, Draco couldn't help himself.
"Hermione, would you like to go to Hogsmeade for a Butterbeer?" he asked.
Hermione's smile disappeared and she answered quietly, "I don't know if I can Draco. I haven't been to the wizarding world in nearly 8 years. I don't know if I can go back."
"Well, think about it. Will you please? asked Draco. "I would really enjoy it."
"I'll think about it," she promised. "But how will I let you know?"
"I'll send my owl, and she can bring me back your response. But I must be going now, Justin is waiting in the car. Hopefully I will see you this weekend." And with that he walked through the door, leaving a very conflicted Hermione behind.
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AN- Well, there's the next chapter! It's not as long as I expected it to be, but oh well. Please read and review, I've only got one so far! ~*~FieryPhoenix~*~
Summary: A fic that takes place after Hogwarts. Hermione left the magical world behind
after a messy breakup with Krum and became a muggle teacher. Years later she
discovers that one of her new students is a Malfoy. What will happen when
Draco enters her life?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters. The ones you don't recognize
belong to me.
Chapter Three- Enemies Reunite
"Hermione?" asked the secretary, Josephine Burns the next morning. "Are you in there?"
"Yes Joey, come on in. What can I do for you?" inquired Hermione.
"One of your students fathers has requested a meeting with you. I booked him in after school today. Is that alright?" asked Josephine.
"Oh yes, thats fine," replied Hermione. "What's his name?"
"Oh I'm so sorry miss, but I seem to have misplaced where I wrote down his name."
"That's alright Joey, no harm done. I'll just ask him when he comes in," answered Hermione.
The bell rang then and Mrs. Burns excused herself. The day went by rather quickly and before she knew it, the bell for the end of the day was ringing. The children all filed out and Hermione was just sitting down to do some work when....
"My God Hermione, it is you."
Hermione's pen froze in midair and she recognized that voice, although it was different somehow. Then she realized that the voice that she had known for its cold drawl was now warm and friendly. Looking up she confirmed it.
It was Draco Malfoy. And even though they had been enemies, Hermione couldn't help thinking to herself, "He is so hot."
And it was true. His platinum blonde hair, so like Justin's, was no longer slicked back but hung freely around his well defined face. His eyes that had once seemed like a cold steel grey were now a warm, inviting grey. His lips were a soft pale pink, like two luscious pink clouds. She had a sudden urge to find out if they felt the way they looked.
"Get a hold of yourself Granger, it's Malfoy your thinking about!" Hermione thought. But she couldnt tear her eyes away from him, especially his body, which she could see, was very well toned. His arms were so strong, how she would love to be held in them. She ordered herself to stop thinking like that. This was Malfoy.
Across from her however, Draco seemed to be experiencing the same feelings. When Hermione had looked up he had noticed how gorgeous she was. The sun came in the window, shining on her chestnut brown hair which had lost all bushiness and was now a mass of ringlets falling to her waist.
Her waist. She was a thin person, not too thin though. Just perfect. Her waist led into long, lean legs. She looked like she could be a dancer. His eyes travelled back up to her face and locked onto her eyes.
Her eyes were the most captivating. They were a warm honey colour flecked with gold. They looked into his and Draco felt that he could see into the depths of her soul. They were warm and friendly, but Draco could see that there was also hurt in them. "She must have been hurt in the past," thought Draco. "But God, is she beautiful."
Tearing his eyes away from her he announced, "I can't believe it's really you! No one has seen you in nearly 8 years! Where have you been all this time?"
"Right here. I guess people just didn't look in the right places. But why are you here? You hate me remember? I'm just a filthy mudblood. We were enemies for 7 years, why come here just to see me?" questioned Hermione.
"Times change Hermione," Draco whispered softly, and Hermione realized that she had uttered those exact words not long ago. "Things happen, people change. Like you. Something must have happened to make you give up magic. You were the best in our class, you wouldn't have just forgotten all about it. You loved it."
His eyes were so hypnotizing that she felt she had to explain herself. "It was in our seventh year," she began. "As you know, me and Viktor Krum had been dating for quite a while. I loved him, and I thought he loved me. But he owled me one day to tell me that things were over. He met another girl."
Draco had sympathy for this poor girl. His eyes were so full of pain as she told him this that he wondered why she was if it hurt so much.
"Go on," he whispered softly.
Hermione took a deep breath and continued. "I was heartbroken, I thought I'd never get over him. I connected him so deeply to magic as I had known him for almost half of my time at Hogwarts. There were too many memories. Magic held to much pain. So I decided to leave it behind, forget everything. And everyone. I turned down a job at Hogwarts and came here, began teaching muggle kids. And that brings me to today."
"Wow," Draco breathed. "It's all starting to make sense now."
"But what about you, Mr. Malfoy? Why are you so interested in me? Why are you not insulting me instead? Telling me I'm a mudblood and I deserve it?"
"Oh Hermione, if I could take that back I would."
"Then why did you do it?" asked Hermione.
"My father influenced me a great deal. I had grown up believing that muggleborns werent as good as purebloods. He taught me all sorts of horrible things that were wrong, but I believed that they were right. It was my father, he wouldn't lie. But then at the end of seventh year, he died."
"Oh Draco, I'm so sorry, it must have been horrible."
"It was, I lost my father when I was just 17. But I still had my mother. She taught me that what my father believed WAS wrong. Muggleborns and halfbloods and purebloods are all the same. She had no influence in what I believed in growing up, my father made sure of that. But after he died, it was her chance. And she hoped she still had time to make things right. I eventually learned things from my mother and here I am, a new man. She died not long after Justin was born though," he finished sadly.
Hermione had listened closely and looked sympathetically at him as he finished. But she felt she had to know something.
"Draco, why are you married to Pansy? You couldn't stand her in school."
"Well," Draco began, "I can only tolerate her now. It was my fathers dying wish for me to marry Pansy and create an heir. So we went on with the arranged marriage that had been planned since we were young, and created Justin, who I must say is a fine boy."
"Oh yes, Draco, he's a little gentleman." said Hermione smiling.
Looking at Hermione's beautiful smile, Draco couldn't help himself.
"Hermione, would you like to go to Hogsmeade for a Butterbeer?" he asked.
Hermione's smile disappeared and she answered quietly, "I don't know if I can Draco. I haven't been to the wizarding world in nearly 8 years. I don't know if I can go back."
"Well, think about it. Will you please? asked Draco. "I would really enjoy it."
"I'll think about it," she promised. "But how will I let you know?"
"I'll send my owl, and she can bring me back your response. But I must be going now, Justin is waiting in the car. Hopefully I will see you this weekend." And with that he walked through the door, leaving a very conflicted Hermione behind.
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AN- Well, there's the next chapter! It's not as long as I expected it to be, but oh well. Please read and review, I've only got one so far! ~*~FieryPhoenix~*~