A/N: Hello! I am soooooooo sorry for the wait!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Harry Potter related characters I do own Bella Portillo the Prophesy of Forbidden Love and Prophesies of Magic Volumes 1-3
Rating: PG-13 for language and maybe in later chapters a smidge of sexual content
Title: Prophesy of Forbidden Love
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 Four
Hermione moodily stabbed her scrambled eggs. She still couldn't get over what Draco had done. Secretly she felt a bit embarrassed that he had done that in front of Harry and Ron. Maybe, she thought, I wouldn't have slapped him if Harry and Ron weren't there. She glanced at her watch. It was around seven. Too early for her two best friends to wake up.
She took as sip of her orange juice. Warm hands came in contact with her sore shoulders. She set down her orange juice and turned to look. It was Harry.
"Harry! What are you doing down here so early?" Hermione questioned him.
"I should be asking you the same thing. C'mon! It's a Saturday; it's too early."
"Okay."
Harry held her elbow as she detangled herself from the bench. Her uneaten scrambled eggs and biscuits disappeared.
They hurried up to Gryffindor Tower with Harry's arm casually around Hermione's shoulders.
"So, what were you doing out of the Tower so early? Perhaps to meet a lover?" Harry asked teasingly, his emerald eyes sparkling mysteriously.
"Harry James Potter! How dare you suggest such a thing?" Hermione exclaimed loudly, earning many glares from sleeping portraits.
"Really though Hermione Evelina Granger, what were you doing down there alone? Why didn't you wake up me or Ron or Ginny?"
They reached Gryffindor tower. "Amore Vietato," Hermione muttered.
They stepped in.
"Well, Harry. I was getting breakfast and I wanted to think and I couldn't really with Lavender's heavy room spray clouding my thoughts as well as my nose."
"Okay then" Harry turned to go up the stairs to his dormitory.
Hermione reached for her quill and Prophesies of Magic Volume I, to finish her History of Magic essay.
"Don't forget Hogsmeade today" Harry called over his shoulder. Hermione absently nodded, scribbling away on parchment.
Hermione fell asleep after completing her essay.
~*~
Ron gently tapped Hermione's dreaming head.
"Hermione! C'mon wake up! Hogsmeade is waiting!" Harry shouted into her left ear.
Hermione shot up. "Harry, what in fresh hell do you think you're doing?!"
Harry chuckled at her reaction. "Trying to wake you up."
"Well, I'd like to hear the world I live in!"
Pause.
Ginny piped up cheerily, "Well we don't want to be left behind! Let's go!"
Hermione rushed up to her dormitory, grabbed her cloak and a black headband. She pulled it through her curly mass.
She ran downstairs cursing under her breath.
They headed to Hogsmeade.
~*~
Harry and Ron went off, muttering something about Quidditch.
Then they left Ginny begging Hermione to go shopping for dress robes for the Christmas Ball.
"Pleeeease Hermione! Please just one shop." Ginny pleaded desperately. "The ball is coming soon and you don't want to be caught without a dress!"
After fifteen minutes of debate, Hermione finally gave in.
"Fine, whatever. It's only a couple months and I would like to get it out of the way."
They headed to Madame Malkins.
After about fifteen dresses, Ginny found her dress.
It was a silky cerulean robe. It had a round neckline and white lace stitching on the neckline, hem and belle sleeves.
On the other hand, Hermione had just about had enough of shopping.
She hadn't found a robe yet.
Sighing in frustration, she tucked a purple robe behind the other rejected pink one. They she saw THE DRESS.
IT was perfect. IT was a dress practically made for her body.
"Ginny!" Hermione called excitedly.
"What?"
"Look at this robe."
Hermione dashed to the dressing room. She slipped into it like it was sewn just for her.
She stepped out from behind the changing curtain.
Ginny gasped.
The dress robe that Hermione wore was a deep emerald green with silver lining about the v-neck. It clung to her hidden curves.
Two linings of silver along her neckline trailed down to her waist, where it then split to show a silver skirt underneath.
Ginny said, "Well, despite the Slytherin colors, it's gorgeous. You picked well. You have an eye."
As the girls paid for their dresses, no one noticed the fallen snow. And Draco Malfoy standing in the middle of it, gazing at Hermione.
A/N: I'm done with this chapter. The next one will still be in Hogsmeade. It's gonna take awhile before I get the prophesy to come to life.
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