Title: Secret Desires
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything else associated with the books.
Summary: Alternate Universe. (Hr/D) Hermione is a Malfoy and a Slytherin. Draco is a muggleborn Gryffindor whose best friend is Harry Potter. What happens when these two enemies start having feelings for each other?
Chapter 1: Malfoy's Laugh
Malfoy. The name alone represented power, wealth, and privilege. These attributes were intensified in the presence of a Malfoy, especially Hogwarts own Head Girl, Hermione Malfoy.
Hermione was a tall and slender girl with piercing chocolate eyes and pale skin. Her every action seemed to be full of grace and purpose. Every look, movement, and word that left her poisonous mouth had an intention.
As she walked into the Great Hall, many of the Hogwarts students looked at her. She was beautiful, no one could deny it. However, she had something else that attracted people to her. She was simply magnetic.
Hermione walked with poise towards the Slytherin table, which was full of people she had been sharing a common room with for over six years. She sat down opposite her best friend, Ron Weasley. The Weasleys were one of the most influential and powerful wizarding families in England. Because of their parents' great and famous friendship, Ron and Hermione had known each other all of their life. They knew everything about each other and would quickly come to each other's aid if any problems arose.
When Ron saw his best friend sit down, he smiled. She wasn't as evil as most people believed her to be. She was tough, but not evil. Hermione had to be tough to survive with a strict father like Lucius and a cold mother, like Naricissa. "Hey Hermione! What do you want to do today?"
Hermione looked at Ron as if he had just declared that he felt like buying a pretty new pink dress for himself. "Are you crazy Ron! Tomorrow our potions essay is due and we have a Transfiguration test."
"But Hermione it's a Sunday", Ron whined as he put his best sad puppy dog face on. He knew she would eventually crack, he would just give her some time.
"Ron don't you have any other friends. Look around, there has to be someone else you can stand to be around" Hermione said while looking over her Transfiguration notes.
"Her-mio-ne", Ron continued to plead. "You can't be serious. I had to spend the entire last weekend with Crabbe, Goyle and Pansy. Even at Hogsmeade they're boring. We went to the Three Broomsticks to drink butterbeers and Crabbe and Goyle did not say a word. They were too entertained with a coin they found on the street. You know how they are with shiny objects."
"What about Pansy?"
"Pansy was worse. She wouldn't shut up at all". Ron sat up straight with his hands on his hip trying to imitate Pansy. "Oh how do you like my dress Ron? I bought it last week. Isn't it amazing? How do you like my hair? I found a potion that leaves it shiny all day. Why are you placing your hands on your ears Ron? Is there something wrong? Ron are you all right? Ron what about blah blah blah..." Ron stopped mocking Pansy and spoke with his normal voice again. "I couldn't take it Hermione. I thought my head was going to burst open, my brain spill out, and the last thing I would hear before my awful death is Pansy's annoying voice calling out my name.
Hermione let out the laugh that she had been holding back with her hand. "Aren't you being overly dramatic Ron?" Her rambling, beet red best friend glared at her.
"What's so funny?"
"Oh nothing", Hermione said between giggles. "What about Blaise? He's not that bad."
"Hermione, Blaise freaks me out. I swear last time we played chess he leaned over to try to kiss me. Not that I blame him or anything. If I were someone else, I would try to kiss myself too, but that's not the point."
Hermione started to laugh again, "Ron he was moving his pieces."
"That's what he wanted people to think, so you see you're my only hope. Please Hermione! I'll buy you anything your little heart desires."
"I'm a Malfoy, I could get anything I want."
"Come on Hermione! Pleaaaasss..."
"Ok, stop! I'll spend the day with you, but if I get a low grade on the test or the essay, I will come after you", Hermione smiled with her last statement. She knew she could never do any harm to Ron. He was more than a friend, he was a brother and she loved him for that.
Ron smiled triumphantly at Hermione. "Thanks Hermione! You're the best."
"So what do you plan to do with me at Hogsmeade?"
"I'm thinking that we should go to the Quidditch shop. I've been aching to buy a new broom."
"Ron, do we have to?"
"Yes, because you said you were going to spend the day with me, so now you'll have to."
"Ok, but just this once," Hermione warned Ron as he gave her a little smirk.
"Of course Hermione", although he knew that this wouldn't be the last time that he would bother her.
* * * *
On the other side of the Great Hall sat Harry and Draco at the Gryffindor Table. They had been friends since the first day of school when Ron called Draco a 'mudblood' and Harry came to his defense. After they had both tried to fight Crabbe and Goyle, which ended with Draco with a cut lip, Harry with a black eye and Crabbe and Goyle unharmed, they became best friends.
Harry and Draco were both eating. Well, Harry was eating and Draco was staring at something.
"What's wrong?" Harry turned around to see what Draco was admiring.
"Draco! Draco!" Harry sighed and placed his head in his hands. After about thirty seconds, Harry tried yelling out Dracos's name again. "Draco!!!"
Draco jumped in surprise. "What?" Draco asked, annoyed that his friend had caught him looking at Hermione. He had developed a huge crush on her the year before, but had kept it a secret. He didn't want Harry or the other Gryffindors to think he was an idiot for falling for a girl who couldn't stand the sight of him.
"You are looking at Hermione as if she was a brand new broomstick at a Quidditich shop", Harry said with a bit of laughter in his voice.
"I was not", Draco denied.
"Yes you were", Harry responded immediately. His friend was not going to get out of this one. Harry knew that Draco liked Hermione. Heck, half of the school had a crush on Hermione, but it was painfully obvious with Draco. Every time she was in their presence, Draco reverted back to this trance like state, focusing only on her. Harry just wanted him to finally admit that he wanted her.
"I was just surprised when I heard her laugh. She only laughs when she's around Weasley, but she never even smiles when she's around us."
Draco looked saddened by what he had just observed, but Harry did not know how to comfort him. "Draco you know it's different. He's one of them, a pure-blooded, wealthy Slytherin and we're not. We'll never make her smile because she will never allow us that opportunity."
"You don't know that for sure. Under that evil façade that she loves to display to the world, I believe that she might be a great person."
Harry looked at Draco as if he belonged in St. Mungo's. "Sure she is", Harry said incredulously "and what led you to believe this anyway?"
"Her laugh"
"Her laugh?"
"Yes. In the rare times, like these, when she laughs, it's so carefree. It's as if she's a child. Her whole face lights up and her eyes just seem to shine. An evil person would not be able to laugh in that manner."
Harry stared at Draco with an odd look. "What?" Draco demanded.
Harry tapped Draco on the head with his right index finger as he responded, "You are bloody bonkers mate!"
Draco was about to respond back when someone else interrupted him.
"Hey Potter" Hermione greeted Harry with a nasty scowl. "Are you checking to see that Granger has something in that atrocious thing he calls a head", She said referring to Harry incessant tapping.
"Just leave us alone Malfoy", Harry responded as his face started to get red with anger. He hated everything about Hermione, especially the way she always won their battles.
"I just wanted to tell you that there is no use. Everyone knows that mudbloods are dumber than Neville's frog", Hermione responded with a smirk. Who cares if she had to be in a Quidditch shop all day, her morning was looking up already she thought as she walked out of the Great Hall.
"Not evil huh", Harry said in disbelief as he looked at his troubled friend.
Draco gave him a small smile. "You never know Harry. Hermione might just surprise us one of these days. Stranger things have happened here at Hogwarts."
"Really? Name one." After a long, silent pause, Harry continued. "Yeah, I though so. Draco nothing is ever going to change. Malfoy is a nasty Slytherin who only cares about blood and money. It's how she was raised and no one will ever be able to change her."
Draco knew that what Harry said was true. She would never change and he will never get to know her like Weasley or Blaise. Observing his friend's sudden shift of mood, Harry tried to lift his spirits.
"Come on mate. Let's go to the Three Broomsticks and buy a couple of butterbeers and then pass by the Quidditch shop to see if any new broomsticks have arrived."
Draco knew that he could always count on his best friend to make him feel better. "What are we waiting for then? Let's go!" Draco and Harry left the Great Hall to get ready for the Hogsmeade trip oblivious to what would be awaited them there.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything else associated with the books.
Summary: Alternate Universe. (Hr/D) Hermione is a Malfoy and a Slytherin. Draco is a muggleborn Gryffindor whose best friend is Harry Potter. What happens when these two enemies start having feelings for each other?
Chapter 1: Malfoy's Laugh
Malfoy. The name alone represented power, wealth, and privilege. These attributes were intensified in the presence of a Malfoy, especially Hogwarts own Head Girl, Hermione Malfoy.
Hermione was a tall and slender girl with piercing chocolate eyes and pale skin. Her every action seemed to be full of grace and purpose. Every look, movement, and word that left her poisonous mouth had an intention.
As she walked into the Great Hall, many of the Hogwarts students looked at her. She was beautiful, no one could deny it. However, she had something else that attracted people to her. She was simply magnetic.
Hermione walked with poise towards the Slytherin table, which was full of people she had been sharing a common room with for over six years. She sat down opposite her best friend, Ron Weasley. The Weasleys were one of the most influential and powerful wizarding families in England. Because of their parents' great and famous friendship, Ron and Hermione had known each other all of their life. They knew everything about each other and would quickly come to each other's aid if any problems arose.
When Ron saw his best friend sit down, he smiled. She wasn't as evil as most people believed her to be. She was tough, but not evil. Hermione had to be tough to survive with a strict father like Lucius and a cold mother, like Naricissa. "Hey Hermione! What do you want to do today?"
Hermione looked at Ron as if he had just declared that he felt like buying a pretty new pink dress for himself. "Are you crazy Ron! Tomorrow our potions essay is due and we have a Transfiguration test."
"But Hermione it's a Sunday", Ron whined as he put his best sad puppy dog face on. He knew she would eventually crack, he would just give her some time.
"Ron don't you have any other friends. Look around, there has to be someone else you can stand to be around" Hermione said while looking over her Transfiguration notes.
"Her-mio-ne", Ron continued to plead. "You can't be serious. I had to spend the entire last weekend with Crabbe, Goyle and Pansy. Even at Hogsmeade they're boring. We went to the Three Broomsticks to drink butterbeers and Crabbe and Goyle did not say a word. They were too entertained with a coin they found on the street. You know how they are with shiny objects."
"What about Pansy?"
"Pansy was worse. She wouldn't shut up at all". Ron sat up straight with his hands on his hip trying to imitate Pansy. "Oh how do you like my dress Ron? I bought it last week. Isn't it amazing? How do you like my hair? I found a potion that leaves it shiny all day. Why are you placing your hands on your ears Ron? Is there something wrong? Ron are you all right? Ron what about blah blah blah..." Ron stopped mocking Pansy and spoke with his normal voice again. "I couldn't take it Hermione. I thought my head was going to burst open, my brain spill out, and the last thing I would hear before my awful death is Pansy's annoying voice calling out my name.
Hermione let out the laugh that she had been holding back with her hand. "Aren't you being overly dramatic Ron?" Her rambling, beet red best friend glared at her.
"What's so funny?"
"Oh nothing", Hermione said between giggles. "What about Blaise? He's not that bad."
"Hermione, Blaise freaks me out. I swear last time we played chess he leaned over to try to kiss me. Not that I blame him or anything. If I were someone else, I would try to kiss myself too, but that's not the point."
Hermione started to laugh again, "Ron he was moving his pieces."
"That's what he wanted people to think, so you see you're my only hope. Please Hermione! I'll buy you anything your little heart desires."
"I'm a Malfoy, I could get anything I want."
"Come on Hermione! Pleaaaasss..."
"Ok, stop! I'll spend the day with you, but if I get a low grade on the test or the essay, I will come after you", Hermione smiled with her last statement. She knew she could never do any harm to Ron. He was more than a friend, he was a brother and she loved him for that.
Ron smiled triumphantly at Hermione. "Thanks Hermione! You're the best."
"So what do you plan to do with me at Hogsmeade?"
"I'm thinking that we should go to the Quidditch shop. I've been aching to buy a new broom."
"Ron, do we have to?"
"Yes, because you said you were going to spend the day with me, so now you'll have to."
"Ok, but just this once," Hermione warned Ron as he gave her a little smirk.
"Of course Hermione", although he knew that this wouldn't be the last time that he would bother her.
* * * *
On the other side of the Great Hall sat Harry and Draco at the Gryffindor Table. They had been friends since the first day of school when Ron called Draco a 'mudblood' and Harry came to his defense. After they had both tried to fight Crabbe and Goyle, which ended with Draco with a cut lip, Harry with a black eye and Crabbe and Goyle unharmed, they became best friends.
Harry and Draco were both eating. Well, Harry was eating and Draco was staring at something.
"What's wrong?" Harry turned around to see what Draco was admiring.
"Draco! Draco!" Harry sighed and placed his head in his hands. After about thirty seconds, Harry tried yelling out Dracos's name again. "Draco!!!"
Draco jumped in surprise. "What?" Draco asked, annoyed that his friend had caught him looking at Hermione. He had developed a huge crush on her the year before, but had kept it a secret. He didn't want Harry or the other Gryffindors to think he was an idiot for falling for a girl who couldn't stand the sight of him.
"You are looking at Hermione as if she was a brand new broomstick at a Quidditich shop", Harry said with a bit of laughter in his voice.
"I was not", Draco denied.
"Yes you were", Harry responded immediately. His friend was not going to get out of this one. Harry knew that Draco liked Hermione. Heck, half of the school had a crush on Hermione, but it was painfully obvious with Draco. Every time she was in their presence, Draco reverted back to this trance like state, focusing only on her. Harry just wanted him to finally admit that he wanted her.
"I was just surprised when I heard her laugh. She only laughs when she's around Weasley, but she never even smiles when she's around us."
Draco looked saddened by what he had just observed, but Harry did not know how to comfort him. "Draco you know it's different. He's one of them, a pure-blooded, wealthy Slytherin and we're not. We'll never make her smile because she will never allow us that opportunity."
"You don't know that for sure. Under that evil façade that she loves to display to the world, I believe that she might be a great person."
Harry looked at Draco as if he belonged in St. Mungo's. "Sure she is", Harry said incredulously "and what led you to believe this anyway?"
"Her laugh"
"Her laugh?"
"Yes. In the rare times, like these, when she laughs, it's so carefree. It's as if she's a child. Her whole face lights up and her eyes just seem to shine. An evil person would not be able to laugh in that manner."
Harry stared at Draco with an odd look. "What?" Draco demanded.
Harry tapped Draco on the head with his right index finger as he responded, "You are bloody bonkers mate!"
Draco was about to respond back when someone else interrupted him.
"Hey Potter" Hermione greeted Harry with a nasty scowl. "Are you checking to see that Granger has something in that atrocious thing he calls a head", She said referring to Harry incessant tapping.
"Just leave us alone Malfoy", Harry responded as his face started to get red with anger. He hated everything about Hermione, especially the way she always won their battles.
"I just wanted to tell you that there is no use. Everyone knows that mudbloods are dumber than Neville's frog", Hermione responded with a smirk. Who cares if she had to be in a Quidditch shop all day, her morning was looking up already she thought as she walked out of the Great Hall.
"Not evil huh", Harry said in disbelief as he looked at his troubled friend.
Draco gave him a small smile. "You never know Harry. Hermione might just surprise us one of these days. Stranger things have happened here at Hogwarts."
"Really? Name one." After a long, silent pause, Harry continued. "Yeah, I though so. Draco nothing is ever going to change. Malfoy is a nasty Slytherin who only cares about blood and money. It's how she was raised and no one will ever be able to change her."
Draco knew that what Harry said was true. She would never change and he will never get to know her like Weasley or Blaise. Observing his friend's sudden shift of mood, Harry tried to lift his spirits.
"Come on mate. Let's go to the Three Broomsticks and buy a couple of butterbeers and then pass by the Quidditch shop to see if any new broomsticks have arrived."
Draco knew that he could always count on his best friend to make him feel better. "What are we waiting for then? Let's go!" Draco and Harry left the Great Hall to get ready for the Hogsmeade trip oblivious to what would be awaited them there.