Attraction of the Opposites
Disclaimer: Nope, sorry, not mine. I didn't come up with any of these characters, and I didn't come up with the concept of Hermione/Draco romance, either. I did come up with the general plot, though.
Summary: Opposites attract, right? Well Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger are just about as opposite as you can get, so the attraction must be pretty big. With a certain two opposites as Head Boy and Girl, this is bound to cause all kinds of problems, isn't it?
A/N More happens in this chapter, but it's shorter than the other. I would like to thank my two reviewers: laussica and elvish-warrior-princess.
Well, this complicates things doesn't it?
Damn it.
She should have known.
Of course Malfoy would get Head Boy.
Even though Lucius Malfoy was in prison, the Malfoys still had a lot of power over the wizarding world.
It made perfect sense that Malfoy was Head Boy.
But that didn't mean Hermione had to like it.
She walked into the compartment. Malfoy hadn't seemed to have noticed her yet. He was reading some magazine.
It wasn't until Hermione attempted to lug her trunk onto the overhead shelf, and only managed to lift it an inch off the ground, and immediately thumped it back down, that he noticed her presence.
'Hey, who are you?'
'I'm the Head Girl.' Replied Hermione with a touch of arrogance.
'Oh. Ok. Do you want some help with that?'
'Malfoy?'
'Granger?'
'Who'd you think?
'But... wow. You look... er... I mean... What do you think I thought? I thought... that you were Granger.'
'Right.' Smirked Hermione. This was pretty fun, watching Malfoy stutter and suffer.
'Right indeed.' Replied Malfoy, gathering his wits and managing to give Hermione one of his trademark smirks. 'So, do you want me to help you, or not?'
Hermione was taken aback, yet again, by his offer. It must have shown on her face, too, because Malfoy continued with 'You may be a Mudblood, but a Malfoy doesn't just withdraw an offer.'
'Ok, I suppose you could help then, but my trunk is really heavy.'
'No problem.' He picked up her trunk with only minor trouble, and Hermione couldn't help gawking at his muscles. 'Ok Granger.' Malfoy settled back down and continued reading his magazine.
Hermione got a book out of her bag (Not her trunk) and tried to read. But every time she just started getting into the book and the story, she would look up and become completely lost. And not just lost in anything, either, but Malfoy.
It was scaring her, too.
The thing was, he wasn't bad looking. She had always known that. In fact, he was the number one candidate for a silly fourth year crush. But she had always thought that she was not the type of girl to fall for a guy on the basis of looks. Sure, he was nice looking, maybe even hot, but she had always trusted that that didn't matter to her. And it hadn't.
Until now.
But, she kept telling her self, it's not like she actually liked him or anything. Just because she couldn't keep her eyes off him. Besides, he was a grade A fuckwit. It was common knowledge. And, up until two seconds ago, he had never, ever been nice to her.
This is seriously messed up.
Besides, she had always thought she liked Harry. He was just as good looking, and he was sweet, and really nice. So that settled that.
Once Hermione had figured this out, she went back to her book, satisfied with herself. But, she still couldn't shake off that voice in the back of her head that was telling her 'You're wrong.'
A/N I know, a shorter chap, but this was for kind of saying that there is an attraction between Hermione and Malfoy.
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