Title: To wish upon an Angel
Disclaimer: I don't own the HP characters, and hopefully I didn't copy
anybody's story.
Summary: Hermione Granger is an angel trying to earn her wings; Draco is a
depressed kid. Hermione's mission is to make him happy. Impossible? Maybe
or maybe not. First fic! Please R&R
Students attending Angel Academy, a school for angels, wore white robes and carried leather bound books, walked to their next class. One student with curly brown hair flowing down her back and brown eyes walked with small steps but turned around when her name was called.
"Hermione, wait up!" They waited till a messy black-haired boy and a red haired boy ran up to her, all out of breath.
"You guys wouldn't be out of breath if you didn't oversleep." Hermione scolded.
"Hey, we're not all as smart as you, Hermione, that homework was hard!" The red head explained through quick breaths.
"Oh, Ron, if you would at least pay attention in class in class it wouldn't be that hard." Ron rolled his eyes.
Hermione checked her watch. "We have to hurry! We only have five minutes till class starts." Her friends watched as she hurriedly walked down the hall, turning the corner at the end.
Ron turned to his black-haired friend. "Harry, do you know why she's so...so, you know anxious today?" Harry shrugged.
"She's always anxious." Ron looked at where Hermione just was.
"Yeah, but today she seems more anxious than normal." Harry nodded and both of them walked toward their class.
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Harry and Ron came in and sat next to Hermione just as the teacher walked in. "Class, I know you are all excited about today-" The teacher was cut off as the class started talking elatedly. The teacher typed her ruler on her desk. "Class, now listen and listen carefully. As you all know, this year you'll be getting your assignment. Once completed, you will get your first wings. As most of the older students have said, helping a human find happiness can be easy or not, it depends on what kind of human. There is no time limit, you will stay with your human until he or she has regained happiness or hope. Do not worry about where you will live or eat, for all is provided. There will be no packing, you will each be giving money to start out and it will last you for the whole assignment. You will be separated around the world, there will be no contact between angels, we don't want anybody getting help from their friends," Hermione looked at Ron and Harry. "Now, I will pass out your assignments and you will be leaving in 30 minutes."
The teacher walked around and handed out pieces of parchment to everyone. When Hermione got hers she read it quickly, excited on who her human was.
ANGEL: HERMIONE GRANGER
MARCH 28, 2004
HUMAN: DRACO MALFOY
EYES: BLUISH GRAY
HAIR: BLOND
HEIGHT: 6.3'
WEIGHT: ...
BIRTHDAY: DECEMBER 17, 1988
AGE: 16
HOME: ENGLAND
DESCRIPTION: DEPRESSED, FATHER THROWN IN JAIL AND MOTHER IS SEVERLY
ILL.
Hermione reread several times, so her human was Draco Malfoy huh? She frowned when she read about his family. No wonder he's depressed. This might be a little challenging but she liked challenges. She turned around when somebody tapped her on the shoulder.
Harry and Ron stood next to her, Ron grinned. "We have been trying to get your attention for hours! Your human must be pretty interesting." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Ron, if you have been getting my attention for hours then we would have already been on our missions." Her two friends laughed.
"Yeah, yeah. So Hermione who did you get?" Hermione took a quick glance down at her paper.
"Draco Malfoy. How about you guys?"
"Lavender Brown."
"Ginny Weasley." Hermione glanced at Ron.
"Ron, is she related to you?" Ron shrugged.
"I don't think so." Hermione nodded and glanced at her watch.
"Only nine more minutes till we leave. I'm going to miss you guys."
"Yeah, and we're going to miss you too." They shared a group hug before separating.
"Now class, it is time for you to go to your new homes." Everybody said a quick goodbye before they were transported to their new home.
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Hermione was transported in front of a small one-story white house with a small red roof. Surrounding the house was a miniature garden; with many beautiful flowers in full bloom for it was spring. A short fence with a gate enclosed it in a small rectangular shape yard. Opening the gate, which squeaked on unoiled hinges, Hermione walked down the small path that led up to the front porch. Taking out a small key that was giving with the parchment she unlocked the door. A small cloud of dust flew out of the house and into Hermione, which caused her to cough.
The house, which looked small on the outside, was quite big on the inside. There were nicely painted white walls and a shelf near the front door. There was a living room that had a ceiling fan and a small black TV. Small square windows with red curtains faced the front yard. There was a fireplace underneath a brown mantle made of oak. A small end table sat at the...end of a red couch, complete with gold trimmed pillows. Paintings adorned the walls giving it a homey look. On the opposite side of the windows was a door that led to the kitchen.
It was tiled floor kitchen with a small mahogany table for eating and mahogany cabinets. There was a silver sink and right above of it was a window, overlooking the small garden. There was a stove and pots and pans were in the cabinets. Silver ware and plates were stocked in the cabinets. She walked into another room, the bedroom.
In the middle of the bedroom was a large king-sized bed with velvet blankets and big soft white pillows. There was a dresser and a mirror. Two average sized lamps sat at both tables beside the bed. There was a small alarm clock next to it, which read, 8:38AM in red digits. There was a small white door that connected it to the bathroom. The bathroom had enough room for a toilet, sink and shower. There was a red soft carpet and towels in there.
Hermione walked back out of her bedroom and to the laundry room, she saw a dryer and washer. Then there was a back door in there too. She opened it and walked out side down a path surrounded by roses and lilies and many more flowers. There was also a bench under the shade of two trees. It looked very peaceful indeed. There wasn't a lot of noise because it was not a very busy neighborhood.
After looking around the house, Hermione began to clean it. There was dust everywhere and just to be safe she cleaned all the sheets and coverings. She scrubbed the floor and washed the windows. Once she was done with the inside of the house, she went outside and watered the plants, rested on the dusted bench and went back to weeding the garden and arranging the flowers.
Hermione's clothes were already transported into the newly cleaned drawers. She wanted to plant a small vegetable garden; it could save some money.
It was 10:00PM when she finished cleaning. She took a long warm shower before crawling into bed, falling asleep instantly. Tomorrow she would go to school.
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Hermione opened the door to the principal's office, walking in. She slowly closed the door and turned around to find nobody at the front desk. She walked up to the desk, carrying her books and schedule; she rang the bell. A small plump women came from a door to the side, she smiled at Hermione.
"Hello dear, you must be Hermione Granger, the new exchange student?" Hermione smiled and nodded.
"It's so nice to have an exchange student here," She saw Hermione raising her schedule. "Oh, don't worry about your schedule, we have a student with the same classes as you, he will be showing you around. Oh! And here he is!" Hermione heard the door click shut and turned around to meet her new tour guide.
"Hermione meet Draco Malfoy, Draco meet Hermione Granger. You will be showing her around the school for the first week, tell her about everything in the school. Now here's a note for the teacher. Now off you go." She hurried them out the door and into the hall.
"Hello Draco, it's nice to meet you." She held out her hand. He looked at her hand with the utmost disgust before swiveling around walking down the hallway. Okay...maybe he wasn't a people person. She quickly caught up to his fast pace.
"Um...so...how is school life? Is it hard?" He didn't answer, just kept an emotionless mask and kept on walking. Hermione looked down at the tiles at her feet before looking back up.
"So...seen any good movies?" He continued to ignore her as she continued to talk.
"Is that a natural color or did you bleach it?"
"Umm...are you deaf or mute?" Draco took one glance at her.
"I would be happy if I was deaf." He saw Hermione brighten up considerable.
"Would you?" He raised an eyebrow in question, so she continued. " Would you be happy if you're deaf?" He stared at her.
"Sarcasm is a foreign language to you isn't it?" Hermione blushed.
They continued to walk in silence until they reached a door. Opening it, Draco walked in, leaving Hermione behind. She glared at his back before walking in and seeing him hand the note to the teacher then walking to his seat. She looked up as the teacher motioned to her. As she walked across the room she could feel everybody's stare bearing down her back. Whispers filled the air as she made it to the platform. The teacher turned to look at her, with a kind smile on.
"Hello Hermione, would you like to say something about yourself?" His voice echoed off the quiet room.
"Hi," She said turning to the crowd of students. "I'm Hermione Granger, I am 16 years old and was born on August 28, 16-um-1988. I love books and spend most of my time at the library. My favorite color is blue and I like cats." She rushed through the rest, hoping that nobody caught her slip-up. She looked around the class, it seemed like nobody did; and then she saw him. She watched as Draco Malfoy's eyes narrowed as he looked at her, but turned away. She gulped.
"Well," the teacher exclaimed, making Hermione jump. "Its nice to meet you Hermione, I hope you like your stay here. You may sit...uh...right in front of Blaise Zabini. Blaise raise your hand." A boy with brown hair coming behind his ears, a little longer than Draco's, raised his hand. He had average sized brown eyes that seemed to sparkle with mischief. He smiled at her and she smiled back. He seemed nice enough. She thought as she sat down in front of him, oblivious of the look she received from Draco.
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As class ended, Draco grabbed his books and left the classroom, not even bothering to wait for Hermione. Hermione rolled her eyes and ran after Draco, who was disappearing through the crowd of students filing out of their classrooms. Her shouts for him to wait were unheard through the talking of the students. She stopped suddenly when somebody stepped in her way; she looked up to come face-to-face with the boy, Blaise Zabini. He smiled at her.
"Hello, I'm Blaise. The boy you sit in front of." Hermione nodded and was just about to tell him whom she was when he held up his hand.
"Everybody knows who you are, Hermione. Can I ask you a question?" Hermione smiled.
"I thought you just did." Blaise chuckled.
"Can I ask you three questions?" Hermione nodded.
"Are you a fallen angel?" Hermione tensed up, but Blaise didn't seem to notice.
"W-why would you think that?" Blaise smiled kindly at her and took her hand.
"Because you have unearthly beauty." He was just about to lean down and kiss her hand when a book came sailing through the air and made contact with the back of Blaise's head.
Blaise slowly got up and closed his eyes, rubbing the back of his head and neck. Sighing he looked down at the book laying innocently on the floor. Reaching down he picked up the book, American History. "Honestly Draco, you can't always have books fight your battles," He turned the book over and traced over a dent. "You really threw that book hard."
Hermione watched as Draco came from behind Blaise, he gave him a long hard glare before grabbing Hermione by the elbow and dragged her away. Blaise smiled at her and gave her a wink. Making a phone with his pinky and thumb he put it to his ear and mouth. Hermione looked confused. She didn't even know his number. He then motioned her pocket in her jeans; with his free hand she reached in and felt a piece of paper. How did it-? She smiled at him before Draco turned the corner and she lost sight of him.
After a few more turns, Hermione glanced up at Draco. "You do know that you left your book behind with Blaise, right?" Draco halted to a stop.
"Damn it." He cursed under his breath as he snapped around and stomped back the way they came.
A/N: My so lovable sister, older by the way, read a couple of pages of my story. And she said that it sniff sucked. So I rewrote it! YAY! Hopefully it's better. Please Review!! Oh! And sorry if the characters are ooc.
Students attending Angel Academy, a school for angels, wore white robes and carried leather bound books, walked to their next class. One student with curly brown hair flowing down her back and brown eyes walked with small steps but turned around when her name was called.
"Hermione, wait up!" They waited till a messy black-haired boy and a red haired boy ran up to her, all out of breath.
"You guys wouldn't be out of breath if you didn't oversleep." Hermione scolded.
"Hey, we're not all as smart as you, Hermione, that homework was hard!" The red head explained through quick breaths.
"Oh, Ron, if you would at least pay attention in class in class it wouldn't be that hard." Ron rolled his eyes.
Hermione checked her watch. "We have to hurry! We only have five minutes till class starts." Her friends watched as she hurriedly walked down the hall, turning the corner at the end.
Ron turned to his black-haired friend. "Harry, do you know why she's so...so, you know anxious today?" Harry shrugged.
"She's always anxious." Ron looked at where Hermione just was.
"Yeah, but today she seems more anxious than normal." Harry nodded and both of them walked toward their class.
§Ä§
Harry and Ron came in and sat next to Hermione just as the teacher walked in. "Class, I know you are all excited about today-" The teacher was cut off as the class started talking elatedly. The teacher typed her ruler on her desk. "Class, now listen and listen carefully. As you all know, this year you'll be getting your assignment. Once completed, you will get your first wings. As most of the older students have said, helping a human find happiness can be easy or not, it depends on what kind of human. There is no time limit, you will stay with your human until he or she has regained happiness or hope. Do not worry about where you will live or eat, for all is provided. There will be no packing, you will each be giving money to start out and it will last you for the whole assignment. You will be separated around the world, there will be no contact between angels, we don't want anybody getting help from their friends," Hermione looked at Ron and Harry. "Now, I will pass out your assignments and you will be leaving in 30 minutes."
The teacher walked around and handed out pieces of parchment to everyone. When Hermione got hers she read it quickly, excited on who her human was.
ANGEL: HERMIONE GRANGER
MARCH 28, 2004
HUMAN: DRACO MALFOY
EYES: BLUISH GRAY
HAIR: BLOND
HEIGHT: 6.3'
WEIGHT: ...
BIRTHDAY: DECEMBER 17, 1988
AGE: 16
HOME: ENGLAND
DESCRIPTION: DEPRESSED, FATHER THROWN IN JAIL AND MOTHER IS SEVERLY
ILL.
Hermione reread several times, so her human was Draco Malfoy huh? She frowned when she read about his family. No wonder he's depressed. This might be a little challenging but she liked challenges. She turned around when somebody tapped her on the shoulder.
Harry and Ron stood next to her, Ron grinned. "We have been trying to get your attention for hours! Your human must be pretty interesting." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Ron, if you have been getting my attention for hours then we would have already been on our missions." Her two friends laughed.
"Yeah, yeah. So Hermione who did you get?" Hermione took a quick glance down at her paper.
"Draco Malfoy. How about you guys?"
"Lavender Brown."
"Ginny Weasley." Hermione glanced at Ron.
"Ron, is she related to you?" Ron shrugged.
"I don't think so." Hermione nodded and glanced at her watch.
"Only nine more minutes till we leave. I'm going to miss you guys."
"Yeah, and we're going to miss you too." They shared a group hug before separating.
"Now class, it is time for you to go to your new homes." Everybody said a quick goodbye before they were transported to their new home.
§Ä§
Hermione was transported in front of a small one-story white house with a small red roof. Surrounding the house was a miniature garden; with many beautiful flowers in full bloom for it was spring. A short fence with a gate enclosed it in a small rectangular shape yard. Opening the gate, which squeaked on unoiled hinges, Hermione walked down the small path that led up to the front porch. Taking out a small key that was giving with the parchment she unlocked the door. A small cloud of dust flew out of the house and into Hermione, which caused her to cough.
The house, which looked small on the outside, was quite big on the inside. There were nicely painted white walls and a shelf near the front door. There was a living room that had a ceiling fan and a small black TV. Small square windows with red curtains faced the front yard. There was a fireplace underneath a brown mantle made of oak. A small end table sat at the...end of a red couch, complete with gold trimmed pillows. Paintings adorned the walls giving it a homey look. On the opposite side of the windows was a door that led to the kitchen.
It was tiled floor kitchen with a small mahogany table for eating and mahogany cabinets. There was a silver sink and right above of it was a window, overlooking the small garden. There was a stove and pots and pans were in the cabinets. Silver ware and plates were stocked in the cabinets. She walked into another room, the bedroom.
In the middle of the bedroom was a large king-sized bed with velvet blankets and big soft white pillows. There was a dresser and a mirror. Two average sized lamps sat at both tables beside the bed. There was a small alarm clock next to it, which read, 8:38AM in red digits. There was a small white door that connected it to the bathroom. The bathroom had enough room for a toilet, sink and shower. There was a red soft carpet and towels in there.
Hermione walked back out of her bedroom and to the laundry room, she saw a dryer and washer. Then there was a back door in there too. She opened it and walked out side down a path surrounded by roses and lilies and many more flowers. There was also a bench under the shade of two trees. It looked very peaceful indeed. There wasn't a lot of noise because it was not a very busy neighborhood.
After looking around the house, Hermione began to clean it. There was dust everywhere and just to be safe she cleaned all the sheets and coverings. She scrubbed the floor and washed the windows. Once she was done with the inside of the house, she went outside and watered the plants, rested on the dusted bench and went back to weeding the garden and arranging the flowers.
Hermione's clothes were already transported into the newly cleaned drawers. She wanted to plant a small vegetable garden; it could save some money.
It was 10:00PM when she finished cleaning. She took a long warm shower before crawling into bed, falling asleep instantly. Tomorrow she would go to school.
§Ä§
Hermione opened the door to the principal's office, walking in. She slowly closed the door and turned around to find nobody at the front desk. She walked up to the desk, carrying her books and schedule; she rang the bell. A small plump women came from a door to the side, she smiled at Hermione.
"Hello dear, you must be Hermione Granger, the new exchange student?" Hermione smiled and nodded.
"It's so nice to have an exchange student here," She saw Hermione raising her schedule. "Oh, don't worry about your schedule, we have a student with the same classes as you, he will be showing you around. Oh! And here he is!" Hermione heard the door click shut and turned around to meet her new tour guide.
"Hermione meet Draco Malfoy, Draco meet Hermione Granger. You will be showing her around the school for the first week, tell her about everything in the school. Now here's a note for the teacher. Now off you go." She hurried them out the door and into the hall.
"Hello Draco, it's nice to meet you." She held out her hand. He looked at her hand with the utmost disgust before swiveling around walking down the hallway. Okay...maybe he wasn't a people person. She quickly caught up to his fast pace.
"Um...so...how is school life? Is it hard?" He didn't answer, just kept an emotionless mask and kept on walking. Hermione looked down at the tiles at her feet before looking back up.
"So...seen any good movies?" He continued to ignore her as she continued to talk.
"Is that a natural color or did you bleach it?"
"Umm...are you deaf or mute?" Draco took one glance at her.
"I would be happy if I was deaf." He saw Hermione brighten up considerable.
"Would you?" He raised an eyebrow in question, so she continued. " Would you be happy if you're deaf?" He stared at her.
"Sarcasm is a foreign language to you isn't it?" Hermione blushed.
They continued to walk in silence until they reached a door. Opening it, Draco walked in, leaving Hermione behind. She glared at his back before walking in and seeing him hand the note to the teacher then walking to his seat. She looked up as the teacher motioned to her. As she walked across the room she could feel everybody's stare bearing down her back. Whispers filled the air as she made it to the platform. The teacher turned to look at her, with a kind smile on.
"Hello Hermione, would you like to say something about yourself?" His voice echoed off the quiet room.
"Hi," She said turning to the crowd of students. "I'm Hermione Granger, I am 16 years old and was born on August 28, 16-um-1988. I love books and spend most of my time at the library. My favorite color is blue and I like cats." She rushed through the rest, hoping that nobody caught her slip-up. She looked around the class, it seemed like nobody did; and then she saw him. She watched as Draco Malfoy's eyes narrowed as he looked at her, but turned away. She gulped.
"Well," the teacher exclaimed, making Hermione jump. "Its nice to meet you Hermione, I hope you like your stay here. You may sit...uh...right in front of Blaise Zabini. Blaise raise your hand." A boy with brown hair coming behind his ears, a little longer than Draco's, raised his hand. He had average sized brown eyes that seemed to sparkle with mischief. He smiled at her and she smiled back. He seemed nice enough. She thought as she sat down in front of him, oblivious of the look she received from Draco.
§Ä§
As class ended, Draco grabbed his books and left the classroom, not even bothering to wait for Hermione. Hermione rolled her eyes and ran after Draco, who was disappearing through the crowd of students filing out of their classrooms. Her shouts for him to wait were unheard through the talking of the students. She stopped suddenly when somebody stepped in her way; she looked up to come face-to-face with the boy, Blaise Zabini. He smiled at her.
"Hello, I'm Blaise. The boy you sit in front of." Hermione nodded and was just about to tell him whom she was when he held up his hand.
"Everybody knows who you are, Hermione. Can I ask you a question?" Hermione smiled.
"I thought you just did." Blaise chuckled.
"Can I ask you three questions?" Hermione nodded.
"Are you a fallen angel?" Hermione tensed up, but Blaise didn't seem to notice.
"W-why would you think that?" Blaise smiled kindly at her and took her hand.
"Because you have unearthly beauty." He was just about to lean down and kiss her hand when a book came sailing through the air and made contact with the back of Blaise's head.
Blaise slowly got up and closed his eyes, rubbing the back of his head and neck. Sighing he looked down at the book laying innocently on the floor. Reaching down he picked up the book, American History. "Honestly Draco, you can't always have books fight your battles," He turned the book over and traced over a dent. "You really threw that book hard."
Hermione watched as Draco came from behind Blaise, he gave him a long hard glare before grabbing Hermione by the elbow and dragged her away. Blaise smiled at her and gave her a wink. Making a phone with his pinky and thumb he put it to his ear and mouth. Hermione looked confused. She didn't even know his number. He then motioned her pocket in her jeans; with his free hand she reached in and felt a piece of paper. How did it-? She smiled at him before Draco turned the corner and she lost sight of him.
After a few more turns, Hermione glanced up at Draco. "You do know that you left your book behind with Blaise, right?" Draco halted to a stop.
"Damn it." He cursed under his breath as he snapped around and stomped back the way they came.
A/N: My so lovable sister, older by the way, read a couple of pages of my story. And she said that it sniff sucked. So I rewrote it! YAY! Hopefully it's better. Please Review!! Oh! And sorry if the characters are ooc.