Good Things do Happen to Good People
Chapter 1
Hermione held her books to her chest as she walked briskly to the Heads Dorm. Hermione Granger, Head Girl at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, former friend of the famous Harry Potter, and Ronald Weasley.
Former? Yes, former. During the summer they replaced her. Alana Versutus. Alana, average height, beautiful body, long, blonde, straight hair, big baby blue eyes; Hermione didn't understand why they ditched her. She was of average height, had a great body, her hair was no longer bushy, but a soft brown that fell gently down her back, her chocolate brown eyes, understanding and clever.
She was close to the dorm entrance, 'Hopefully I'll make it without anyone seeing me cry," she thought. She reached the door, said the password then rushed in. She dropped her stuff on the floor and ran to her room.
Draco came out of his room in time to she her turn and run to her room and slam the door. He frowned. Draco Malfoy, Head boy, tall, stood at about 6'5", well muscled because of Quidditch, he doesn't slick his hair back; instead he lets it fall gently into his stormy gray eyes. He changed after his father was put into Azkaban. He was quieter, nicer, and helpful. He went back into his room and opened the glass door to his balcony. He was about to walk out when he heard singing.
"Who's that girl? Where's she from? No she can't be the one. That you want. That has stolen my world. It's not real. It's not right. It's my day. It's my night. By the way...Who's that girl...livin' my life." After that he heard a soft sob. He walked out and saw Hermione curled up on the cold concrete balcony floor sobbing softly. He walked to her then knelt down and took her into his arms.
Hermione didn't care who it was. She cried into Draco's chest. He let her; he wondered what made her cry. He'd never seen her like this. After awhile she stopped. She opened her eyes a little.
"You have a beautiful voice Hermione," he said softly. Hermione nodded.
"Thank you for the compliment and um... for comforting me," she whispered as she let go of him and pulled away, although she didn't want to. He smiled.
"Want to tell me what's wrong?" he asked politely. She looked at him then out to the grounds. He waited for an answer.
"That would help me," she said then told him everything. How on the train she met Alana, how Alana had constantly tormented her, how evil Alana was and that she shouldn't be in Gryffindor. Draco just sat and listened to her, when she was done she was close to tears again. Draco wrapped his arms around her waist. Hermione laid her head on his chest and just sat there and let him hold her. Draco rested his chin on top of her head. Then head lifted his head up. Hermione looked at him.
"I just had an idea," he said. Hermione nodded. "Do you want to tell them how you feel?" he asked. She nodded again. "Why don't you tell them with a song. I have a band; we don't have a lead singer. You have a beautiful voice. So what do you think want to try it?" he asked. Hermione thought about it. She smiled then nodded.
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