Chapter 2: An Unlikely, Unknown Admirer
A/N: Yes, I know that this story is about Hermione. But uhh... is it OK if sometimes I put a paragraph or a little insert in Draco's POV? Of course, it's my story. But maybe I should change the title. Yeah. OK. From now until forever, this story will be called "Love By Silver". Now on with the story.
Little did Hermione know, an unlikely suitor had watched all of last night's escapade from underneath an Invisibility Cloak. Why had Draco Malfoy been stalking Hermione Granger from a distance? He was worried about her. That's all. Because, if there was something wrong with Granger, she might have to stay in the Hospital Wing or some other kind of hospital or place for a while. And then she wouldn't be there to tourment. That's it. Now shut the fuck up and leave me the hell alone.
Draco Malfoy awoke in his dormitory bed to find patches of sunlight streaming from his window. Shit. He had slept too late. Well who wouldn't? He had been up for a long time the previous night (morning, actually. Very early morning.). And he still couldn't believe what he saw. He sat up in bed, and drew the covers around his cold, naked torso. He ran the pale, strong fingers of his right hand through his platinum-blonde hair and frowned to himself. Impossible, wasn't it? Hermione Granger, in a Girl's bathroom at that time of night. On the floor. Calling herself strange names. High off of Vicodin. Cutting herself with a razor. It had to have been some other girl. No. It wasn't just another girl. She wasn't just another girl. She was beautiful, and very intelligent. Draco loved her. He had always loved her. Secretly. He covered it up by being horribly mean to her. Now, after all of these years, he felt he should do something about his love. What if Hermione-- I mean, Granger... started to date another guy? Perhaps, Potter or the Weasel? ThenI would be too late. Well, if not acting upon his love, at least find out why on earth she would do that. Maybe it was just one of those odd, one-time-only things. I can keep a closer watch on her for a little while longer. If she doesn't cut herself anymore, I can just forget about the whole thing. If she does, then I will have to act.
He had always thought of Hermione as almost... perfect. She was beautiful, smart, and had two great friends. Great parents. Or so he had heard. That was one of the reasons for his love. She knew how to live on the bright side of life. At least, that was what he thought. Perhaps there was another side to her that none of them knew.
Heh. It seems that most of my chapters might/will be about this length. I'm sorry about the long wait. I didn't quite know yet where I wanted to take the story. More on Hermione in the next chapter. I hope you liked it! (:
Watch for more updates in a few days (I hope).