Hehehe, I got 1 review so I'm continuing. And just to make the OC-ness less so, we're gonna take a little flashback and see how the first chapter happened, and so everything seems more plausible. So here we go.

And special thanks to catgurlfurreel for the review, I read two of your fics and they were great, I can't wait to read more from them:D

Stay With Me

Chapter 2

FLASHBACK TO THE SUMMER BEFORE 7TH YEAR

Hermione strolled down the streets of Diagon Alley with a, ice cream in hand from Florean Fortescue's Ice-Cream Parlour. As she passed Flourish and Blotts she hummed in interest at the shop's newest additions to the large collection of books. Throwing the remaining ice-cream cone into the rubbish bin nearby, she strode into the crumbling building, careful not to knock over any of the towers of books which filled most of the floor.

She went straight to the back of the shop and soon lost herself in some book entitled "Ancient Potions And Charms" by an old philosopher from Athens. Having read through the introduction and table of contents she closed the leather bound book with a sharp snap which sent dust flying around her head.

Her hand jerked towards her mouth, covering it as she coughed. She turned to leave the cloud of thick air, her eyes squinting, when she walked straight into what she thought to be a bookcase. Her hands came in front of her feeling for the passage between the bookstands, but instead she felt a light, expensive cloth covering something. The obstacle in front of her gave a grunt of annoyance and growing impatience which shocked Hermione, her eyes fluttering open, wide in surprise at the young man under her palms.

She looked into his eyes, expecting to see them glaring at her in disgust. But instead, the man's eyes followed the last falling dust particles rest on his shoulder. He lifted a hand with a grimace on his face and lightly swept away the residue off his cloak. Hermione's eyes darted from side to side, unsure of what to do. The man hadn't made any sign of her presence yet, however he suddenly cleared his throat loudly, snapping Hermione from her thoughts. His eyes were now on her hands which still lay on his chest, but she still stayed frozen.

The man raised his eyebrows, nodding slightly, and then he inhaled deeply, moving his chest as if he were trying to blow her hands away from him, but she still remained motionless. Her mind, in fact, had gone blank.

"Are you planning to remove yourself from me anytime soon?" He snapped angrily as he stepped away from her, straightening his back and looking down on her.

Hermione, quickly brought her hands to the side, looking anywhere but his eyes. He hadn't made any move to leave yet. A silence fell between them, and Hermione's eyes fell on the book she had picked up, which now lay open on the floor, the pages bent. She quickly dropped to her knees and picked it up before standing again, hoping to leave as soon as possible. The man watched her scramble, straightening the pages of her book between her shaking palms before she took off without a word, her head tilted down and her cheeks slightly flushed with embarrassment. His head turned to follow her out of the shop.

Rolling his eyes at the clumsiness of the foolish girl, he continued down the isle to find a book on ancient potions and charms, the same one in fact Hermione had chosen for her own personal reading interests.

Hermione rushed to the front desk and paid for the thick book which she held under her elbow and she fumbled through her purse. She quickly found the coins she needed, and handed them to the shopkeeper while threading her hands through her hair to pull in out of the way. She took her book in hand and turned to leave before she nearly ran into the man for a second time.

Before she could fall into him, she stopped herself with a jolt, her hand still in her hair. Her fingers tugged down, but became tangled among the thick, bushy curls. She pulled them again, but only tightened the knot around her fingers. Swallowing hard, she pushed her way past the man and made her way out of the shop as quickly as possible.

As she left she heard the shopkeeper place the young man's coins into the cash register before saying, "Will that be all Mister Malfoy?" His reply was drowned as she stepped back into the bustle of Diagon Alley, the bell above the bookstores entrance jingling as she left the door to fall back in place. Hurriedly, she made her way back to the Leaky Cauldron to meet up with Harry and the Weasleys for lunch.

As she walked she replayed her encounter with the young Malfoy in her mind, scolding herself for acting so silly in front of him. For a second she looked back through the large crowd in the streets towards Flourish and Blotts and saw him exit the shop. She silently admired him for everything he showed; strong, powerful, and intelligent, but the scowl etched on his face crumbled any positive feelings towards him. She sighed at the shame of a loss of such a bright mind wasted in hate before she looked straight on, turning away from him.

Weehee, chapter 2 up. I'm not sure about this chapter, nothing much happens… I'm not prepared to change it cause I'm lazy and I just want to get on with the story, but if it's too slow then tell me and I'll keep that in mind for the rest of it. Buhbye for now ;)