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Chapter 2 Morning Rituals
Hermione woke up the next morning with a massive headache. She stumbled over to her dresser to get a mug of coffee. Her mother had given her a coffee maker for a going-away present. Over the summer, Hermione had gotten seriously hooked on coffee. It was all her cousins Gwen's fault.
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Gwen had brought her to a little café called Le Bistro. Gwen had walked over to the counter and ordered two vanilla cappuccinos, flirting with the waiter the entire time. Walking back to their little table, she had placed a cup in front of Hermione triumphantly. They chatted while the coffees cooled. Finally, Hermione took a careful sip. She instantly fell in love.
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Hermione smiled a little at the memory. Glancing at the schedule that had come overnight, she sipped her black coffee. Transfiguration this morning, followed by Charms. Then lunch around noon. Her final class of the day was Arithmancy at 3. She looked over the rest of the sheet. Tuesday had Herbology, DADA with Professor Lupin again this year. Wednesday was Potions and Care of Magical Creatures. Thursday had History of Magic and Potions again. Friday was Transfiguration in the morning. She wasn't surprised at her light schedule. All the extra classes she had taken over the last few summers had really paid off. And, she was in all advanced classes, so they would be small, and Harry wouldn't be in them. That was a blessing in itself. She didn't want to face him, at least not yet. Too bad he had been made a prefect and they now shared a common room. Hermione frowned at that thought. She glanced at the clock; an hour until her first class started. She grabbed her bathrobe, drained her cup, and walked out the door.
Draco had gotten up early that morning. His first class was Advanced Transfiguration, so the class would be small and quiet. It also didn't start for an hour and a half. He headed for the bathroom he would be sharing with the Head Girl, Hermione Granger. After showering, he wrapped a towel around his waist, cursing his forgetfulness. Walking over to the mirror, he looked himself over. His damp hair was sticking up slightly. No bother, he would spell it when he got dressed. He looked himself over carefully, eyes resting for a few seconds on each scar, remembering how he received each one. His body was toned and strong from his summer job, unloading trucks and stocking shelves at a muggle supermarket. Now that he was back, he couldn't wait for Quidditch practices to start again. He hadn't been able to do much flying over the summer. Smirking slightly, he remembered the money he had made, all locked in a vault at Gringotts where his father couldn't touch it. He walked over to the sink, shaved carefully and brushed his teeth. With a final glance at the mirror, he turned to go out the door.
And that is chapter 2. Sorry its short. They get longer later in the story. I'm writing before I post in a notebook. I have 20 ½ chapters finished. Please R+R! Thankz loadz! ~W+L~
Disclaimer: You think we own these characters? *starts laughing hysterically and falls off chair*
Chapter 2 Morning Rituals
Hermione woke up the next morning with a massive headache. She stumbled over to her dresser to get a mug of coffee. Her mother had given her a coffee maker for a going-away present. Over the summer, Hermione had gotten seriously hooked on coffee. It was all her cousins Gwen's fault.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Gwen had brought her to a little café called Le Bistro. Gwen had walked over to the counter and ordered two vanilla cappuccinos, flirting with the waiter the entire time. Walking back to their little table, she had placed a cup in front of Hermione triumphantly. They chatted while the coffees cooled. Finally, Hermione took a careful sip. She instantly fell in love.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione smiled a little at the memory. Glancing at the schedule that had come overnight, she sipped her black coffee. Transfiguration this morning, followed by Charms. Then lunch around noon. Her final class of the day was Arithmancy at 3. She looked over the rest of the sheet. Tuesday had Herbology, DADA with Professor Lupin again this year. Wednesday was Potions and Care of Magical Creatures. Thursday had History of Magic and Potions again. Friday was Transfiguration in the morning. She wasn't surprised at her light schedule. All the extra classes she had taken over the last few summers had really paid off. And, she was in all advanced classes, so they would be small, and Harry wouldn't be in them. That was a blessing in itself. She didn't want to face him, at least not yet. Too bad he had been made a prefect and they now shared a common room. Hermione frowned at that thought. She glanced at the clock; an hour until her first class started. She grabbed her bathrobe, drained her cup, and walked out the door.
Draco had gotten up early that morning. His first class was Advanced Transfiguration, so the class would be small and quiet. It also didn't start for an hour and a half. He headed for the bathroom he would be sharing with the Head Girl, Hermione Granger. After showering, he wrapped a towel around his waist, cursing his forgetfulness. Walking over to the mirror, he looked himself over. His damp hair was sticking up slightly. No bother, he would spell it when he got dressed. He looked himself over carefully, eyes resting for a few seconds on each scar, remembering how he received each one. His body was toned and strong from his summer job, unloading trucks and stocking shelves at a muggle supermarket. Now that he was back, he couldn't wait for Quidditch practices to start again. He hadn't been able to do much flying over the summer. Smirking slightly, he remembered the money he had made, all locked in a vault at Gringotts where his father couldn't touch it. He walked over to the sink, shaved carefully and brushed his teeth. With a final glance at the mirror, he turned to go out the door.
And that is chapter 2. Sorry its short. They get longer later in the story. I'm writing before I post in a notebook. I have 20 ½ chapters finished. Please R+R! Thankz loadz! ~W+L~