Through Another's Eyes
By: Kellyx0x
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter I wouldn't be wasting my time on here, now would I?
A/n: I just wanted to let you all know that, Updates on here and ETCAS will be slower because I want to finish Pandemonium first.
Enjoy.
The last class of the day ended and Hermione found herself walking up to Gryffindor tower with Harry and Ron flanked on either side of her. They parted at the top of the staircase, the boys heading towards the Fat Lady Portrait while Hermione headed towards one down the opposite Hallway. A portrait of a rose with a fairy mingling about appeared in front of her and she whispered the password to it.
"Bloody Rose"
When she entered nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Draco was lounging on the couch staring at the fire, the books she had opened earlier today were strewn across the floor still right where she left them, and her painting still seemed to be intact. Life was going smoothly.
Hermione tossed her backpack on her bed and jogged towards the door leading out to the corridor. Harry and Ron would be waiting for her in the Entrance Hall.
"Remember Granger, Tonight after dinner in the library."
"Uh, yeah right. I'll be waiting by the Potions section. Bye Malfoy."
"Later Granger"
That had to be the most civilized conversation they ever had, Hermione pondered jumping down the steps two at a time, towards Ron and Harry. Ron looked rather annoyed in having to wait. That boy and his food, they had to be inseparable. Harry merely looked amused while watching Ron fidget around but kept insisting they wait for Hermione. Maybe this was Harry's means of torturing Ron.
How cruel.
How funny.
Ron scowled at Harry, play punching him in the arm. The duo laughed and Hermione smiled as she joined them at the doors.
"Took you long enough 'Mione"
Ron grumbled, practically running to the House table. Harry stayed next to Hermione, lazily walking to the table. It was a time to relax. Ron was already digging in by the time they reached the table, which was only moments after Ron did, mind you.
"Ronald Weasley! Slow down before you choke!"
Commanded Hermione in a voice eerily similar to McGonagal's. Ron and Harry simultaneously shivered then laughed. Hermione just rolled her eyes sticking her tongue out in a child-like gesture.
After dinner the boys offered to walk her back to the Head Dorm, but Hermione told them that she had to go to the library to meet Malfoy, and no they didn't need to join her and no they didn't need to beat him up for her. Hermione had to promise to let them know if he did anything right away, before they would let her go. But that's what you get for having best friends who are guys. Over-protectiveness.
This must be what Ginny feels like. Hermione felt a pang of pity for her and made a mental note to talk to her about getting them off her back. It was a wonder any guy dare approach her with Ron around. Him and that damn temper. It must run in the family.
Walking slowly, Hermione found her self in the Potions section of the library. Malfoy was no where in site. Typical Malfoy, always dawdling. Waiting till the last minuet to get something done, right? Well that's what just about every guy she knew was like.
Since he wasn't there Hermione figured she'd go over to the section on spell making and grab a few books. That way they wouldn't have to venture away too far and Malfoy wouldn't wander off. Boys had the tendency to do that too.
Obviously, Hermione didn't know Draco very well.
Upon returning Hermione found Malfoy leaning back in his chair with his legs propped up on the desk. He was occasionally flicking some invisible dusk particles off himself. She found herself staring.
"I know I'm irresistible Granger, I think we have established that already but please do sit down. Your staring truly does make me uncomfortable. And either way we need to get to work. I can always get you a photograph, they last a lot longer and move. Oh what's that saying you muggles use? Kill two owls with one stone? Oh something like that."
Apparently, Malfoy like to ramble on. Probably just to hear himself talk.
"Well did you hear me? SIT!"
And Hermione found herself complying, whether it was out of curiosity or astonishment, we may never know.
"Yeah, yeah well I got us some books on spell making, in case you don't know how and I believe we will find everything we need her for the potion aspect of our project. As you said I want to get this done as quickly and as painlessly as possible."
When she finished talking Draco was staring at her, looking as if he was in another galaxy. What happened to the Malfoy she say a few seconds ago?
"Earth to Malfoy"
She waved her hand in front of his face. He grabbed it.
"Don't do that"
"And why not? You were zoning out"
"Because I said so"
"And when do I ever listen to anything you say?"
"Since now"
"Oh that's just great Malfoy, think I'm going to listen. Ha!"
"You'll listen when I make you"
He squeezed her wrist just hard enough to make it hurt.
"Stop it Malfoy, that hurts"
"Why should I?"
"Because I said so! And it hurts!"
"And when do I ever listen to anything you say?"
Hermione growled. Bad sign. She realized what he was doing and didn't like it one bit. He was backing her into a corner, making it so she looked like a hypocrite. Oh this wouldn't do, not one bit. Hermione wretched her wrist from his grasp and rubbed it, egging the pain away.
"You stupid git"
"You stupid mudblood"
"I thought I told you not to call me that!"
"I don't recall"
"Well then I'm telling you now! Don't! Now do you want to get this work done or not?"
"I don't know this is rather amusing. You getting all worked up."
"This is SO not funny Malfoy!"
"Yes it is"
"No it's not!
"Yes it is"
"NO ITS NOT!"
Madame Pince sent them a warning glare. Malfoy smirked back, before turning his attention back on Hermione. This was the highlight of his day. Annoying Granger. These stupid things really got to her didn't they? What did she care about what people thought of her?
"Yes it is"
"ARGH!"
Hermione slammed some books down, getting ready to say something else, but Malfoy cut her off.
"You know Granger, for such a bookworm, you should know by now that taking your anger out on books doesn't solve anything"
He finished with a yawn, folding his arms over his chest and grinning, yes grinning, at her. What was the world coming too?
"That's it Malfoy I'm leaving!"
Hermione hastily began throwing things in her bag. Malfoy stood up lazily and when she was about to turn to leave he grabbed her bag from her , holding it behind him.
"Malfoy give that here!"
Hermione hollered, If the librarian hadn't been in the other half of the library they would have been kicked out right away.
"Hmmm…No."
He threw a few more books in her bag.
"Look in these Granger, It'll do you some good to make notes on Spell making. I know how to do them, but obviously since you got the books, you need the help."
Hermione glared daggers at him and reached for the bag again, except this time Malfoy grabbed her pulling her body close to him.
"Malfoy you stupid git, let go!"
Her voice was furious as she peered up at him, eyes anger and fists clenched.
Malfoy found himself leaning down closer and closer to her face, their lips touched. Hers so soft against his, it was like an electric shock passing between the too. They brushed ever so softly again before he began to put a little more into the kiss, pressing ever so gently. Hermione seemed frozen standing there but her lips gave and moved slowly with his.
They broke off with a jolt at the same time and he tossed her backpack at her, looking as if nothing out of the ordinary happened. Hermione caught it and ran from the library.
Draco really wanted her to see, see everything from his point of view now. He wanted to take her along for the ride and show her what it was like to really have no place. Maybe then she'd understand him somewhat.
And he now had the perfect way.
Hopefully she'd talk to him again.
He sauntered from the library and headed towards the Slytherin common room where he would catch some well deserved R&R before the morning came once more. It always seemed to come. It the only constant in his life. No matter what, he knew that there would always be a tomorrow, the sun would always rise. With or without him.
And hours later, it did.
Draco's mornings consisted of books. Mounds and mounds of books. He was researching, finding what different ingredients would be used for and which ones would be helpful in the potion he wanted to make.
He wanted to make a somewhat diluted form of the Polyjuice Potion. But instead of drinking it and turning into another person's twin you wore it, it would be activated by a charm and you could change into whatever you liked. Something like a metamorphous and an Illusion charm combined.
It was brilliant. Absolutely brilliant.
And it just so happened that Hermione stumbled upon him in the library behind a pile of books. For a few moment's she stood and looked at him curiously. He seemed so deep in his book. She placed a note on top of one and left the library without a word.
Moment's later, when Draco was switching books he found it.
D.M.,
I don't know what you meant by the kiss last night, nor do I think I want to know. But I am telling you right now that none of that will happen again. We will finish this damned project as quickly and precisely as possible. What were you thinking when you did that? Did you think it would be funny to degrade a mudblood? Were you trying to make fun of me? What is your goddamn problem you stupid git! If Harry and Ron knew they would kill you! (Of course she brings the Weasel and Scar Head into it, Draco sighed) You better watch it Draco Malfoy. If you ever try touching me with your foul hands ever again I will not hesitate to hex you.
Meet me tonight in the library at 7 o'clock sharp. I will be waiting.
Truly NOT yours,
H. G.
Truthfully, Draco didn't know why he did it either.
But Seven O'clock it was. Draco checked out a few helpful books and headed towards breakfast. A nice cold cup of pumpkin juice sounded refreshing right about now.
A/n:
I had a lot of fun with this chapter but I'm not sure how great their first kiss was. -sighs-. But I know where this fiction is going now! Yeay! Well, I would make this longer but its 3 in the morning and I have to get up by 8. Later.
Ohhh, next day! I'm on here writing, again. I've decided that this fiction wont be based anything on HBP because it would contain spoilers then and what fun would that be for those who didn't read it yet?
Thank you: Morgan Lafey, Draco's girl, Five Star, Biofreak, and Alenor for the lovely reviews.