disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter... I would rename the books Draco Malfoy and Sirius would never die sigh.... but I don't.
A/N: So I'm trying to make this a good story... but apparently I have the maturity of a 5 year old so.
(this is not a Pansy/Draco story. Pansy just will be a vital character. It's defiantly Draco/Hermione....eventually)
P.S. Me no can spell me need Beta....Please
These tears you cry
have come too late
for all the lies you told us
the hurt, the blame.
And we will weep
to be so alone.
We are lost.
We can never go home.
(Gollum's song from LOTR) (I love LOTR.... go Aragorn you my hero) (Draco better)
Pansy watched Draco. She always watched Draco. She watched as he ate his breakfast, and as he read in the common room. She wasn't a stalker. No not really, more like a .... well she doesn't know. Pansy hated Hermione. Sure she hated a lot of people, Ron, Harry, but she especially hated Hermione.
Having a seventh year slytherin hate you, is rarely a good thing. But in Pansy's case never a good thing. Sure Pansy was a little Pug-faced. But it had turned into almost a cuteness over the years, although she would never admit it. She loves her blonde hair down to her shoulder, and her wide blue eyes. Pansy was short though. More like petite, but she hated being so petite. Then there was Hermione. She was talk, with brown eyes, and chocolate hair. She was everything Pansy wanted, most of all, she was head girl.
If Pansy had been head girl she would have been with Draco all year. The rumors are all untrue, Pansy and Draco never did anything. Pansy would be surprised if Draco knew her name. Pansy did not like surprises.
Blaise was walking towards Pansy. Sure Blaise was cute, but he wasn't Draco.
"Hey... ahh.... hi... so... Pansy what are you doing when school is finished?" Blaise asked
Pansy had power. She could control her house, and most of the people in it. Draco was above her though, and since Blaise was his best friend so was he. Of course in Pure-blood ways, males were always superior. Pansy had never accepted that. She fought against it, to get to where she was today. The slytherin queen, basically. Still, Draco didn't spare her a second glance. She was beginning to wonder if he was gay. NO DRACO WAS NOT GAY.
Then she remembered that Blaise was there, "Oh, I'm not sure. You?"
"Well my father is retiring, so I can take over his job in the ministry. Normally it takes years to get to that position, but I will be starting there. Maybe I'll be the Minister eventually, then I could make this world right." Blaise bragged.
Pansy rolled her eyes.
Make this world right, ya right. That would just involve a lot of killing. Most people thought Pansy wanted to be a Death Eater, or was one. She neither was one, nor wanted to be. Pansy personally thought that she belonged in another house. She didn't care or killing, and although she didn't like "mudbloods" she could stand them.
"Mudblood" that was a laugh. Every pure-blood had at least one muggle-born in it. Love apparently. Pansy didn't believe in love. It was way over rated. She didn't love Draco, it was more like tolerance, respect and lust. Or something.
Blaise muttered something about going to talk to Draco. Pansy rolled her eyes and decided to follow. On the way she tripped over the stupid weasel.
"Watch it!" Pansy glared.
Ron looked taken back. " Oh sorry let me help you up." Ron offered his hand. Pansy just stared at it. Why was he being so nice. He was notorious for his temper. If the situation had been reversed Pansy would have blown up on his. Finally Pansy took his hand and stood up.
"Sorry, I guess." Pansy muttered and walked towards the doorway that led to the garden.
"Wait." Ron yelled and ran to catch up. When he finally did he said, "You know we never really got along and I was wondering if we could just start over, and..." Ron was cut of when Pansy put her mouth on his. She felt like getting laid tonight.
Draco watched Ron run after Pansy. He laughed inside his head. Weasel didn't have a chance. Pansy broke guys hearts. She was a tease, although barely a slut. She didn't sleep around, at least not that he knew of.
Blaise walked up to Draco. "So you no longer have to share dorms with Granger. I no longer share dorms with anyone." Blaise turned around, "Hey where did Pansy go?"
Draco shrugged, "To the garden or something. Yepp, I get the Malfoy manor. My mom moved away to live closer to her sister after my dad died." Draco didn't know what he wanted to do with his life. He could work at the ministry like his dad. Draco didn't want to be his dad though. Maybe he could become a healer, or not that was to... girlie for the slytherin. He really wasn't a Death Eater. Since his dad had died, Draco had realized what he had become. Draco wanted to be nothing like his dad. Maybe he could be a auror. Ya right. Three more days at Hogwarts. Maybe he could go talk to the overrated headmaster. He'd think of something.
Hermione started laughing at something Harry said. She was so tired. She couldn't wait to get back to her dorm and sleep. Yes sleep would be good. Hermione looked at her parents. Hey were having fun. Joking and talking with the Weasley's. Hermiones mom caught her eye and motioned for her to come.
"Mione. I think it's about time I dragged your father home." Hermione's mom let out a small laugh. "We are getting old. Oh well can't be helped. Sides think I've had enough, amazing as this is it's a little overwhelming."
Hermione just blinked. She saw Harry and Ginny sneak out to the garden.
"That was good punch, you know that Hermione."
Hermione then realized something. Ahhhh the punch was spiked. Damn it. Hermione led her mom to her dad and sent them both home by a special fireplace they had set up just for that night.
"Goodbye dear, good luck." Her mom smiled. "Now I remember what I wanted to tell you. That blonde boy the one you were standing with at the front, he was quite cute and..." She was cut of as Hermione's dad threw in the floo powder and they disappeared to Hermione's home. Well her old home.
Hermione was going into the auror dept. Not as an auror though. She was going to be head of research and developments. What that meant she wasn't sure yet. But her astounding N.E.W.T.S. allowed her to do whatever she wanted. Hermione said good night to everyone and headed to her dorms.
Ginny and Harry were laying in the garden. And they weren't staring at the sky. In fact they were so involved in each other they didn't notice anything around them.
"Harry we need to talk." Ginny said as Harry got off from on top of her.
"Why?" Harry asked. "This is good the way it is."
"No it's not. Your leaving. And I don't want to have to be worried about you constantly."
"What are you saying? That you don't trust me!"
"No not at all! I just, I don't know. Promise you will owl me. And that you wouldn't do anything stupid."
"You don't trust me. I don't believe this. How do you not trust me. I would never do anything Ginny. I love you."
"What. I love you too." Ginny looked at Harry. It was the first time he'd said that.
"Do you want to go back to my dorm? It will be empty tonight" Harry suggested.
Ginny thought about it. She loved him. That was all that mattered. And he loved her. "Okay."
Silently they got up and walked towards the castle holding hands.
A/N I've always wanted to write a deep story. Unfortunately. This isn't it. This chapter is filling... but i like it... but i like montreal canadians what do I know.
Next Chapter. ..... More Hermione Draco
More about Blaise/Ron and Pansy
A little about the others
A new character is introduces....oooooo
spanks....
ALYNA
A/N: So I'm trying to make this a good story... but apparently I have the maturity of a 5 year old so.
(this is not a Pansy/Draco story. Pansy just will be a vital character. It's defiantly Draco/Hermione....eventually)
P.S. Me no can spell me need Beta....Please
These tears you cry
have come too late
for all the lies you told us
the hurt, the blame.
And we will weep
to be so alone.
We are lost.
We can never go home.
(Gollum's song from LOTR) (I love LOTR.... go Aragorn you my hero) (Draco better)
Pansy watched Draco. She always watched Draco. She watched as he ate his breakfast, and as he read in the common room. She wasn't a stalker. No not really, more like a .... well she doesn't know. Pansy hated Hermione. Sure she hated a lot of people, Ron, Harry, but she especially hated Hermione.
Having a seventh year slytherin hate you, is rarely a good thing. But in Pansy's case never a good thing. Sure Pansy was a little Pug-faced. But it had turned into almost a cuteness over the years, although she would never admit it. She loves her blonde hair down to her shoulder, and her wide blue eyes. Pansy was short though. More like petite, but she hated being so petite. Then there was Hermione. She was talk, with brown eyes, and chocolate hair. She was everything Pansy wanted, most of all, she was head girl.
If Pansy had been head girl she would have been with Draco all year. The rumors are all untrue, Pansy and Draco never did anything. Pansy would be surprised if Draco knew her name. Pansy did not like surprises.
Blaise was walking towards Pansy. Sure Blaise was cute, but he wasn't Draco.
"Hey... ahh.... hi... so... Pansy what are you doing when school is finished?" Blaise asked
Pansy had power. She could control her house, and most of the people in it. Draco was above her though, and since Blaise was his best friend so was he. Of course in Pure-blood ways, males were always superior. Pansy had never accepted that. She fought against it, to get to where she was today. The slytherin queen, basically. Still, Draco didn't spare her a second glance. She was beginning to wonder if he was gay. NO DRACO WAS NOT GAY.
Then she remembered that Blaise was there, "Oh, I'm not sure. You?"
"Well my father is retiring, so I can take over his job in the ministry. Normally it takes years to get to that position, but I will be starting there. Maybe I'll be the Minister eventually, then I could make this world right." Blaise bragged.
Pansy rolled her eyes.
Make this world right, ya right. That would just involve a lot of killing. Most people thought Pansy wanted to be a Death Eater, or was one. She neither was one, nor wanted to be. Pansy personally thought that she belonged in another house. She didn't care or killing, and although she didn't like "mudbloods" she could stand them.
"Mudblood" that was a laugh. Every pure-blood had at least one muggle-born in it. Love apparently. Pansy didn't believe in love. It was way over rated. She didn't love Draco, it was more like tolerance, respect and lust. Or something.
Blaise muttered something about going to talk to Draco. Pansy rolled her eyes and decided to follow. On the way she tripped over the stupid weasel.
"Watch it!" Pansy glared.
Ron looked taken back. " Oh sorry let me help you up." Ron offered his hand. Pansy just stared at it. Why was he being so nice. He was notorious for his temper. If the situation had been reversed Pansy would have blown up on his. Finally Pansy took his hand and stood up.
"Sorry, I guess." Pansy muttered and walked towards the doorway that led to the garden.
"Wait." Ron yelled and ran to catch up. When he finally did he said, "You know we never really got along and I was wondering if we could just start over, and..." Ron was cut of when Pansy put her mouth on his. She felt like getting laid tonight.
Draco watched Ron run after Pansy. He laughed inside his head. Weasel didn't have a chance. Pansy broke guys hearts. She was a tease, although barely a slut. She didn't sleep around, at least not that he knew of.
Blaise walked up to Draco. "So you no longer have to share dorms with Granger. I no longer share dorms with anyone." Blaise turned around, "Hey where did Pansy go?"
Draco shrugged, "To the garden or something. Yepp, I get the Malfoy manor. My mom moved away to live closer to her sister after my dad died." Draco didn't know what he wanted to do with his life. He could work at the ministry like his dad. Draco didn't want to be his dad though. Maybe he could become a healer, or not that was to... girlie for the slytherin. He really wasn't a Death Eater. Since his dad had died, Draco had realized what he had become. Draco wanted to be nothing like his dad. Maybe he could be a auror. Ya right. Three more days at Hogwarts. Maybe he could go talk to the overrated headmaster. He'd think of something.
Hermione started laughing at something Harry said. She was so tired. She couldn't wait to get back to her dorm and sleep. Yes sleep would be good. Hermione looked at her parents. Hey were having fun. Joking and talking with the Weasley's. Hermiones mom caught her eye and motioned for her to come.
"Mione. I think it's about time I dragged your father home." Hermione's mom let out a small laugh. "We are getting old. Oh well can't be helped. Sides think I've had enough, amazing as this is it's a little overwhelming."
Hermione just blinked. She saw Harry and Ginny sneak out to the garden.
"That was good punch, you know that Hermione."
Hermione then realized something. Ahhhh the punch was spiked. Damn it. Hermione led her mom to her dad and sent them both home by a special fireplace they had set up just for that night.
"Goodbye dear, good luck." Her mom smiled. "Now I remember what I wanted to tell you. That blonde boy the one you were standing with at the front, he was quite cute and..." She was cut of as Hermione's dad threw in the floo powder and they disappeared to Hermione's home. Well her old home.
Hermione was going into the auror dept. Not as an auror though. She was going to be head of research and developments. What that meant she wasn't sure yet. But her astounding N.E.W.T.S. allowed her to do whatever she wanted. Hermione said good night to everyone and headed to her dorms.
Ginny and Harry were laying in the garden. And they weren't staring at the sky. In fact they were so involved in each other they didn't notice anything around them.
"Harry we need to talk." Ginny said as Harry got off from on top of her.
"Why?" Harry asked. "This is good the way it is."
"No it's not. Your leaving. And I don't want to have to be worried about you constantly."
"What are you saying? That you don't trust me!"
"No not at all! I just, I don't know. Promise you will owl me. And that you wouldn't do anything stupid."
"You don't trust me. I don't believe this. How do you not trust me. I would never do anything Ginny. I love you."
"What. I love you too." Ginny looked at Harry. It was the first time he'd said that.
"Do you want to go back to my dorm? It will be empty tonight" Harry suggested.
Ginny thought about it. She loved him. That was all that mattered. And he loved her. "Okay."
Silently they got up and walked towards the castle holding hands.
A/N I've always wanted to write a deep story. Unfortunately. This isn't it. This chapter is filling... but i like it... but i like montreal canadians what do I know.
Next Chapter. ..... More Hermione Draco
More about Blaise/Ron and Pansy
A little about the others
A new character is introduces....oooooo
spanks....
ALYNA