A/N: Sorry it took so long to get up! 

Disclaimer: I own no Harry Potter or Harry Potter related characters.  But I own Bella Portillo, the Prophesy of Forbidden Love, and the plot!

Summary: When Hermione falls upon a prophesy about her and Draco she learns that she must bear a child to save herself, Draco, Harry, Ron and all of the wizarding world. And her and Draco develop feelings, but what happens when Voldemort gives him an offer he can't refuse

Chapter: Three

Gaping Gryffindors and Smirking Slytherins

"Miss Granger!  Where is your essay?!"

"It's er…..it's not exactly finished," Hermione answered, turning eighteen shades of red. (My teacher always says that)

The whole class, Gryffindors and Slytherins alike, gasped.

"If I may ask, what prophesy is your essay on?"

"Il Profetizza di Amore Vietato"

        Professor Binns paled considerably.  "Are you aware of the meaning of that prophesy Miss Granger?"

Hermione answered with an innocent face, "Yes sir."

        Hermione's History of Magic professor gazed at her with such a penetrating look.  By looking at her he knew that she knew what she wasn't supposed to know, but knew anyway.  But he could also tell that she didn't know she was involved.  Hermione stared back uneasily.

        There was dead silence in the room.  The students were still getting over the shock that Hermione Granger, Gryffindor bookworm prefect had not turning in an assignment.  Gryffindors gaped and Slytherins smirked at the very thought.

"Read the class what you have. You have written something I presume?"

        "Yes sir," replied a timid blushing Hermione.

She started, "Il Profetizza di Amore Vietato is Italian for The Prophesy of Forbidden Love."  The class gasped at the thought that Hermione would pick such a topic.  Except Draco Malfoy, who merely raised an eyebrow, apparently bored.

        Hermione blandly ignoring her classmates, continued. "Magically, it's the joining of chosen er….Muggleborn and Pureblood.  The classic tale of controversial love.  A love that nobody wants.  According to the prophesy, an evil wizard –in present time that'd be You-Know-Who- would come to reign over the magical world.  Unless a child created by the Pureblood and MudBlood is able to destroy him.  The child is usually a male."

Hermione paused for a breath.

        "But if the child dies, which usually would happen, then it is conveniently up to the child's parents to save us from world destruction.  If they succeed, then all magical evil will be stopped for a century.  But in the process of terminating the evil, a great building will crumble and betrayal will come out to play."

Hermione stopped.  "That's all I have down," she mumbled.

"Very well Miss Granger.  Er….class dismissed."

        Slytherins and Gryffindors filed out of the musty classroom.

"Nice essay MudBlood," came a sneering voice to Hermione's retreating back.

Hermione froze.  She should've known he'd make a comment.

Suddenly a voice shouted to Draco's back, "Screw off Malfoy."  It was Ron and Harry.

        "Sorry Weasley, I don't walk down that path if you catch my drift." Draco started to circle around Hermione, making her a bit nervous.  "I do, however would just LOVE to walk down Hermione's path," Draco smirked as he trailed a pale slender finger down to the small of her back, taking his whole hand to wander elsewhere. 

        Hermione then spun around to face Draco.  She stared into his pools of icy pewter blue.  Then she promptly smacked his smirking face.

        "Touch me again like that Malfoy, and you'll lose your ability to make children," Hermione hissed.  She told Harry and Ron to hurry up as she picked up her bag and moodily stalked away.

Ron and Harry followed Hermione. 

Leaving Draco by himself in the corridor.

        A/N: I'm really sorry it's so short!.

Did I explain the prophesy good enough?

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