Everything in this fic is owned by the great J.K.Rowling
Pov Hermione Do you ever get that feeling, that someone is watching you? The hair on the back of your neck sticks up and you get this sudden chill that runs down your spine, then back up again but it doesn't finish there. You look around to find the person who is drilling there eyes into your back, fiercely looking around t find out who is bringing this discomfort upon you..... But then it's stopped. You brush it off your back as just a curious person inspecting what you are doing but it keeps happening and then you realise it isn't just a person mindlessly looking at you, it's someone who can't stop looking at you. Someone is looking at me and I don't know who it is.
Normal pov
Hermione Granger sat at one of the four tables found in the great hall at Hogwarts. She tried to nibble on the food that was currently located on her plate but she couldn't. Those dam eyes where at it again. Now Hermione Granger prides herself on being one of the greatest witches to ever pass trough Hogwarts and although this was true, Hermione's wits and intelligents couldn't give her answers to a question that had been plaguing her thoughts for the passed week. She could do any spell handed her way, answer any questions on ancient runes and potions, hell she could even help her best friend Harry defeat the dark lord last year but she had no dam clue to whom that stare belong to and to tell truth it annoyed her more than Draco Malfoy.
"Hermione, are you alright" asked Ron in between bites of a chicken wing.
"I'm fine Ron, just a bit distracted with all my head duties and stuff"
"Oh well at least you have Ernie to help you and you can always give that git Malfoy detention if you need to let some anger of" Harry replied, just joining in on the conversation.
"Harry you know good and well that's not honouring my duties as head girl, and plus as much as Draco Malfoy does annoy me, he did help with the war last year. It couldn't have been easy, leaving his whole life behind. His Mum and Dad, friends and not to mention power, poor boy must have been trough heaps"
"Geese Hermione never knew you felt that way bout the ferret. Before you know it you'll be popping out babies with bushy hair bucked teeth pale skin and deathly eyes" Ron paused for a minute before a visible shudder ran through his body. "Poor kid. Never knew what hit em"
"Oh shut up Ron my hair is not bushy. In fact I think it's calmed down quite nicely"
"Yeah well it wasn't before so your kids would still have to live a bit of there life with it"
"Ronald Weasly. You are without a doubt the most insulting, disrespectful, immature little git I have ever met"
"Oh come now Hermione, your future husband is a lot worse"
"Shut it Ron she might wallop you" Harry again decided to join the conversation, although he looked a bit timid to continue it.
"I've had enough. I'm going to the library to cool of. Don't come within ten feet of me Ronald or I will have to take action. Good day" Hermione pronounced dramatically as she left the great hall.
"What did I say' Ron asked, generally dumbstruck about his actions.
In the mist of all the kayos and confusion, the two boys didn't realise someone walk straight out after Hermione. The someone who belong to the staring eyes.
I know not a lot of Draco Hermione action but I promise there will be soon. It was just a chapter to start things off. The story will generally be dark and angst.
Pov Hermione Do you ever get that feeling, that someone is watching you? The hair on the back of your neck sticks up and you get this sudden chill that runs down your spine, then back up again but it doesn't finish there. You look around to find the person who is drilling there eyes into your back, fiercely looking around t find out who is bringing this discomfort upon you..... But then it's stopped. You brush it off your back as just a curious person inspecting what you are doing but it keeps happening and then you realise it isn't just a person mindlessly looking at you, it's someone who can't stop looking at you. Someone is looking at me and I don't know who it is.
Normal pov
Hermione Granger sat at one of the four tables found in the great hall at Hogwarts. She tried to nibble on the food that was currently located on her plate but she couldn't. Those dam eyes where at it again. Now Hermione Granger prides herself on being one of the greatest witches to ever pass trough Hogwarts and although this was true, Hermione's wits and intelligents couldn't give her answers to a question that had been plaguing her thoughts for the passed week. She could do any spell handed her way, answer any questions on ancient runes and potions, hell she could even help her best friend Harry defeat the dark lord last year but she had no dam clue to whom that stare belong to and to tell truth it annoyed her more than Draco Malfoy.
"Hermione, are you alright" asked Ron in between bites of a chicken wing.
"I'm fine Ron, just a bit distracted with all my head duties and stuff"
"Oh well at least you have Ernie to help you and you can always give that git Malfoy detention if you need to let some anger of" Harry replied, just joining in on the conversation.
"Harry you know good and well that's not honouring my duties as head girl, and plus as much as Draco Malfoy does annoy me, he did help with the war last year. It couldn't have been easy, leaving his whole life behind. His Mum and Dad, friends and not to mention power, poor boy must have been trough heaps"
"Geese Hermione never knew you felt that way bout the ferret. Before you know it you'll be popping out babies with bushy hair bucked teeth pale skin and deathly eyes" Ron paused for a minute before a visible shudder ran through his body. "Poor kid. Never knew what hit em"
"Oh shut up Ron my hair is not bushy. In fact I think it's calmed down quite nicely"
"Yeah well it wasn't before so your kids would still have to live a bit of there life with it"
"Ronald Weasly. You are without a doubt the most insulting, disrespectful, immature little git I have ever met"
"Oh come now Hermione, your future husband is a lot worse"
"Shut it Ron she might wallop you" Harry again decided to join the conversation, although he looked a bit timid to continue it.
"I've had enough. I'm going to the library to cool of. Don't come within ten feet of me Ronald or I will have to take action. Good day" Hermione pronounced dramatically as she left the great hall.
"What did I say' Ron asked, generally dumbstruck about his actions.
In the mist of all the kayos and confusion, the two boys didn't realise someone walk straight out after Hermione. The someone who belong to the staring eyes.
I know not a lot of Draco Hermione action but I promise there will be soon. It was just a chapter to start things off. The story will generally be dark and angst.