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Hermione tossed and turned all throughout her sleep. She had that nightmare that haunted her every second of the day. She finally woke up in the middle of the night and realized what time it was. She told herself to go to sleep but just couldn't force herself to go through that haunting experience again. She slowly got up from the bed and made her way to the balcony. Hermione opened the door and allowed this incredibly welcoming breeze caress her soft skin. She made her way to the end of the balcony and just stood there admiring the sky and the emptiness. She looked on her left and realized that she can see someone's bed and she suddenly remembered that she's sharing a common room with Malfoy, which means that that room is his and that must be his bed. As she was watching him she noticed that he tossed and turned in his sleep. Wondering why he's having trouble sleeping she decided to come and take a better closer look. She watches him closely, studying his face features and admiring his look without the hair gel and without that famous smirk he has.
She began to shiver and decided she should go back inside. Hermione stepped inside and closed the balcony door without noticing that she forgot to lock the door. She went to her bed and quickly fell asleep with a certain Slytherin's face on her mind.
Draco woke up at exactly 6 o'clock and decided to take a nice shower before going off to breakfast. He gathered his clothes and walked to the bathroom. Draco stepped into the shower and let the hot pouring water hit his face, hence causing him to completely wake up. He got out of the shower and decided to do his hair. Applied some hair gel into his platinum white hair and brushed his teeth. Once he was satisfied with the way he looked he opened the door only to find Hermione standing there with her arms crossed against her chest, and tapping her foot against the floor. She was wearing a tee-shirt along with some pants. She also wore this serious face.
"Well, are you just going to stand there and stare or would you rather move so I can have access to OUR bathroom which you were in for about AN HOUR!" screamed the grouchy Hermione.
"Never knew you weren't a morning person, Granger, oh and you should wear that more often" Malfoy said pointing with his finger to what Hermione was wearing and still not moving.
"What are you still doing standing there, Malfoy?" said Hermione in a some what normal voice.
"Just thinking how long do I have to stay here until I actually get to see some action happen" smirked Malfoy.
"Ugh, you're disgusting." Hermione said pushing him out of her way and slamming the door behind her.
Hermione drew herself a bath and applied some vanilla scent in it. She spent about 20 minutes in the bath until she realized she should get ready for breakfast. Hermione slowly took her time getting out of the bath and drying herself. She came out of the bathroom and entered her room. Took her skirt, blouse, tie, a pair of socks and put on her robe. She came out of her room and started walking down to breakfast. She really wasn't hungry but there was no where else she can go to other than the library. So she finally decided that she might as well go to the library and read some interesting books.
She opened the door and was met by the librarian who asked her why she wasn't at breakfast and Hermione replied politely saying that she just wasn't hungry. She went to the back of the room and picked out her favorite book. She sat in a wide comfortable chair and started to read.
Thirty minutes went by and it was already time for her first class which she dreaded the most. Potions.
She realized she was already 10 minutes late so she started running to Professor Snape's class. Hermione opened the door rather violently making quiet a disturbance.
"Sorry Professor I was ju-..." she started to explain herself when Professor Snape cut her off.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Head Girl being 15 minutes late to her class. Unacceptable Ms.Granger! 30 points from Gryffindor" bellowed Professor Snape.
Hermione looked around and found no seats available where the Gryffindor's sat and the only one that was unoccupied was by none other than Draco Malfoy. She looked at Harry and Ron and saw them mouth "sorry" to her and give her guilty face.
She sat by Malfoy telling herself that she wont get into a fight with him, especially not under Professor Snape's watch. She quickly looked at him and saw that he was sitting in a half laying half sitting position with his pen in his mouth and that famous smirk on his face was glued to his face. He was looking straight at her when she looked at him and smirked even more, if that was possible.
"Ms. Granger would you please stop giving Mr.Malfoy a hard time concentrating" said Professor Snape. She couldn't believe it. Did he not see the way Malfoy was looking at her?
As Professor Snape was talking about his upcoming potion Malfoy sat straight and took out a piece of parthment and started to write something down. Hermione tried to look at what he was saying. She didn't understand what it was because Snape wasn't instructing them to write anything down and even if he did, she highly doubted that Malfoy would write even then.
She looked at him and he had a serious face on and once again she remembered how he looked that night. To her he almost looked...angelic. With his blond hair and his fair skin he almost did look like an angel but that was all erased when she remembered exactly who he was. She started concentrating on the lesson rather than some Slytherin.
Draco saw how Hermione reacted when she saw him sitting there with his smirk on his face and he just couldn't get enough of it. "She looks nice when she's mad" he found himself thinking this.
He then started thinking about different things and completely not paying much attention to Snape. He remembered that how he just recently got his letter from breakfast saying that he should come home for the next weekend. He knew exactly what that meant. His father would give him the death mark because obviously he was "all grown up". But Draco didn't want to get that mark. Secretly he wished for Voldemort to lose his power and all the Death Eaters sent to Azkaban. He should come up with a plan to avoid this meeting. But he wont be able to do it constantly so decided that for right now, this should buy him some time.
He quickly sat up and started to write a letter to his father. Once he was finished he folded this parchment and mentally told himself to go to the Owelry after classes ened. Just in time the bell rang and student rushed out of class. He noticed that Hermione left some parchment on the table while hurrying through others to get to her next class.
Draco picked it up and was astonished by what he just read. What is wrong with her? He thought with a troubled face.
Most importantly... Who is doing this...?
Sorry its short but the next one will be long because you'll find out more of Hermione.
~marina
Hermione tossed and turned all throughout her sleep. She had that nightmare that haunted her every second of the day. She finally woke up in the middle of the night and realized what time it was. She told herself to go to sleep but just couldn't force herself to go through that haunting experience again. She slowly got up from the bed and made her way to the balcony. Hermione opened the door and allowed this incredibly welcoming breeze caress her soft skin. She made her way to the end of the balcony and just stood there admiring the sky and the emptiness. She looked on her left and realized that she can see someone's bed and she suddenly remembered that she's sharing a common room with Malfoy, which means that that room is his and that must be his bed. As she was watching him she noticed that he tossed and turned in his sleep. Wondering why he's having trouble sleeping she decided to come and take a better closer look. She watches him closely, studying his face features and admiring his look without the hair gel and without that famous smirk he has.
She began to shiver and decided she should go back inside. Hermione stepped inside and closed the balcony door without noticing that she forgot to lock the door. She went to her bed and quickly fell asleep with a certain Slytherin's face on her mind.
Draco woke up at exactly 6 o'clock and decided to take a nice shower before going off to breakfast. He gathered his clothes and walked to the bathroom. Draco stepped into the shower and let the hot pouring water hit his face, hence causing him to completely wake up. He got out of the shower and decided to do his hair. Applied some hair gel into his platinum white hair and brushed his teeth. Once he was satisfied with the way he looked he opened the door only to find Hermione standing there with her arms crossed against her chest, and tapping her foot against the floor. She was wearing a tee-shirt along with some pants. She also wore this serious face.
"Well, are you just going to stand there and stare or would you rather move so I can have access to OUR bathroom which you were in for about AN HOUR!" screamed the grouchy Hermione.
"Never knew you weren't a morning person, Granger, oh and you should wear that more often" Malfoy said pointing with his finger to what Hermione was wearing and still not moving.
"What are you still doing standing there, Malfoy?" said Hermione in a some what normal voice.
"Just thinking how long do I have to stay here until I actually get to see some action happen" smirked Malfoy.
"Ugh, you're disgusting." Hermione said pushing him out of her way and slamming the door behind her.
Hermione drew herself a bath and applied some vanilla scent in it. She spent about 20 minutes in the bath until she realized she should get ready for breakfast. Hermione slowly took her time getting out of the bath and drying herself. She came out of the bathroom and entered her room. Took her skirt, blouse, tie, a pair of socks and put on her robe. She came out of her room and started walking down to breakfast. She really wasn't hungry but there was no where else she can go to other than the library. So she finally decided that she might as well go to the library and read some interesting books.
She opened the door and was met by the librarian who asked her why she wasn't at breakfast and Hermione replied politely saying that she just wasn't hungry. She went to the back of the room and picked out her favorite book. She sat in a wide comfortable chair and started to read.
Thirty minutes went by and it was already time for her first class which she dreaded the most. Potions.
She realized she was already 10 minutes late so she started running to Professor Snape's class. Hermione opened the door rather violently making quiet a disturbance.
"Sorry Professor I was ju-..." she started to explain herself when Professor Snape cut her off.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Head Girl being 15 minutes late to her class. Unacceptable Ms.Granger! 30 points from Gryffindor" bellowed Professor Snape.
Hermione looked around and found no seats available where the Gryffindor's sat and the only one that was unoccupied was by none other than Draco Malfoy. She looked at Harry and Ron and saw them mouth "sorry" to her and give her guilty face.
She sat by Malfoy telling herself that she wont get into a fight with him, especially not under Professor Snape's watch. She quickly looked at him and saw that he was sitting in a half laying half sitting position with his pen in his mouth and that famous smirk on his face was glued to his face. He was looking straight at her when she looked at him and smirked even more, if that was possible.
"Ms. Granger would you please stop giving Mr.Malfoy a hard time concentrating" said Professor Snape. She couldn't believe it. Did he not see the way Malfoy was looking at her?
As Professor Snape was talking about his upcoming potion Malfoy sat straight and took out a piece of parthment and started to write something down. Hermione tried to look at what he was saying. She didn't understand what it was because Snape wasn't instructing them to write anything down and even if he did, she highly doubted that Malfoy would write even then.
She looked at him and he had a serious face on and once again she remembered how he looked that night. To her he almost looked...angelic. With his blond hair and his fair skin he almost did look like an angel but that was all erased when she remembered exactly who he was. She started concentrating on the lesson rather than some Slytherin.
Draco saw how Hermione reacted when she saw him sitting there with his smirk on his face and he just couldn't get enough of it. "She looks nice when she's mad" he found himself thinking this.
He then started thinking about different things and completely not paying much attention to Snape. He remembered that how he just recently got his letter from breakfast saying that he should come home for the next weekend. He knew exactly what that meant. His father would give him the death mark because obviously he was "all grown up". But Draco didn't want to get that mark. Secretly he wished for Voldemort to lose his power and all the Death Eaters sent to Azkaban. He should come up with a plan to avoid this meeting. But he wont be able to do it constantly so decided that for right now, this should buy him some time.
He quickly sat up and started to write a letter to his father. Once he was finished he folded this parchment and mentally told himself to go to the Owelry after classes ened. Just in time the bell rang and student rushed out of class. He noticed that Hermione left some parchment on the table while hurrying through others to get to her next class.
Draco picked it up and was astonished by what he just read. What is wrong with her? He thought with a troubled face.
Most importantly... Who is doing this...?
Sorry its short but the next one will be long because you'll find out more of Hermione.
~marina
