Dragons Passion.
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Ch 1: Feverish Thoughts.
The Train slowly began to move, carrying its contents through the wilderness and into the tiny town of Hogsmead. Draco Malfoy was laid down on the seat of his compartment, his head in Pansy Parkinson's lap. She gleefully stroked his soft tendrils of hair, as he slept on.
The train was carrying him and the rest of the Hogwarts student far from their homes, back to their school. Hermione Granger was sitting in her compartment, alone at the moment, and thankful for that. She sat curled up in the seat, reading her favorite romance novel, The Notebook. She kept on thinking about a tall blond man, completely out of bounds to her, yet she was completely in love with him.
Draco slowly began to sweat, and Pansy tried to wake him up. His fever spiked to 119, and he was shivering. Pansy was shaking him hard, trying to wake him, but he slept on. Suddenly Hermione's heart bust in white hot pain that through her tot he ground. Screaming could be heard from further down the train. But she blacked out.
In the school, two student arrived on stretchers. Both pale and sickly looking. They were rushed to the hospital wing, and fixed instantly. But both were held. She woke first, completely confused. Where was she? How had she gotten there? And what had happened to her? She opened her eyes, but the room was very dark, and it was hard to see. She saw a angel laying in the bed next to her. She sat in the chair next to his bed, and stroked his face. He opened his eyes slowly. He was to weak to speak, but he motioned towards water with his finger.
Hermione grabbed the jug and filled the cup, then sat back in her seat. He was to weak to hold his cup himself, so she tipped the cup into his mouth. He whispered "thank you" to her, and took her hand. She was shocked. She was confused, but his hand felt so warm and so inviting that she could not let go. She looked into her green eyes, and she could not resist. She bent low and pressed her lips to his soft milky cheek.
She saw a scar that ran down his cheek, that was only visible this close up. Pansy probably knew it was there. He turned to her and kissed her lips. She felt a flame ignite in her chest. Then a click made her come back to reality. Someone was coming. The sun was rising. A high pitched scream was heard, and Pansy came running in, and tossed herself onto the unexpected Draco.
He looked longingly at Hermione. But Hermione was not looking. She was facing the other way, and could not help but cry softly.
Three days later classes started, and they were all very busy. Hermione only saw Draco at night, when they were both in their room. Her andhim were heads so they shared a common room, and a bath room. On their first night in the room together, Hermione spent her time in her room. Reading, with a warm cup of hot chocolate next to her. A knock at her door brought her back from her somber state.
"Hermione?" said his silky warm voice. She got up from her bed, and opened the door, feeling a slight breeze ruffle her long black hair. The tall blonde stepped in, pressing against her chest slightly, making him feel awkwardly warm. He looked down at her, and noticed her red silk shirt, that showed a lot of leg, and a lot of chest. She saw him lick his lips, and thought be was probably imagining her with out it on. Or wishing it was on Pansy instead, she thought bitterly. She sat on the bench at the end of her bed, and he sat next to her.
"She's not my girlfriend." He started. "She just desperately wishes she was. There is only one girl in this world for me. I'm just so sorry I never realized it sooner. Someone with such a mind, full of knowledge, such a spirit like mine, such dreams, such attitude. Someone so beautiful, only an angel could come even a bit closer to being so beautiful. I'm so sorry I had to hurt her so much before I realized my feelings for her. What I want... no need to know now is will she forgive me?" He said, taking her tiny hand in his strong one.
Hermione felt torn. He had been her enemy for so long, yet she had loved him longer. And that is why he hated her so long.
When they were younger, a lot younger, they had been best friends. Hermione's family had gone on a trip to the Hawaiian coast. Draco's family was there on business. Somehow both of them got lost, and sent to a orphanage in the Isles. They were there together for eight months. They were the only English speaking children in the house, so they shared a room.
They celebrated her fourth birthday together, and his fifth. He told her all about his world, and Hogwarts, and his hopes and dreams. She told him all about her life, her fears, her thoughts. The day her parents came was the saddest day of her life. She packed her stuff as her parents spoke with the head of the orphanage. His parents came as they were saying goodbye. As she was walking past the tall man, who look just like the son, she gave a note to Draco.
Draco,
Do you love me? Do you want to be my friend? And if you do then don't be afraid to take me by the hand if you want to. I think this is how love goes.
Check yes or no.
Love Hermione.
XOXO
She kissed him on the lips before she left. She didn't see Draco for several years, and when they say each other again, he was both arrogant and rude to her. Hermione was hurt by the way he treated her, and they things he called her. But after last year, after he gave her that note, she loved now more then ever.
Hermione,
I do love you, and I will hold you forever. I wish I could take you in my arms and never let go. I know this is how love goes.
Love Draco.
XOXO
Hermione was both shocked and confused when he left the note on her desk. She was dying to kiss him right now, but she took her hand back from him, and saw tears well in his eyes.
"I know we are meant to be together, and I know you will realize it soon enough." he said, walking out the door with out looking back. She felt terrible. But she knew she had to do.
A week went by, and Hermione was hard at work in the library full time. She spent little of her time with Ron or Harry, or in the dormitory. She was surprised how much she missed seeing Draco though.
She stayed with Ginny for most of the week, so she wouldn't have to see him at all. All of her mail was delivered to her room, so she had to go during her free class so check it. But on the Friday, she got let out early, so she went to grab her mail.
Sitting on her bed was a letter from her lawyer, a letter from the bank and a letter from Draco. She opened the two official letters.
Dear Miss Hermione Granger,
We regret to inform you that due to a tragic seven car pile up on the freeway, your parents were killed. Their blue van was found upside down in the irrigation ditch beside the road. You have inherited all of their belongings as you are the only other living relative. We will need to meet on the 17th of January at 3:25 pm.
All my regrets,
Mr Harvey Lanyard.
Hermione bust in to tears. What was she going to do? She was only seventeen, she could not live in that big house by herself. This was to much to handle. She took the other letter in shaking hands, and opened it.
Miss Hermione Granger,
Due to the death of your parents, you have inherited all of their belongings, including their dentistry office, their 36 vehicles, their cottage in Australia, their mansion in southern France, their villa in Spain, their bungalow in Holland, their ranch in Texas,
their hut in Hawaii, their house in the Alps, their mansion in Italy, their apartment in Tokyo, their villa in Greece, their mansion in southern Britain, their castle in New Zealand, their farm in Canada and their many bank accounts.
The keys and the numbers for all the accounts you will recieve upon arrival. We will meet on the 25th of November to pass the ownership of all these residences in to your name.
Sincerely Yours
Mr Artamus Potafor.
Hermione was in shock. They had never been to any of those places, well they never took her. She felt betrayed. They owned thirty-six vehicles and thirteen houses. How could they never tell her that! Not to mention how much money they had stashed away.
They had lived well, Hermione thought. They had a seven bedroom house in Greenville, Britain. But that was the north side of Britain. Meaning she now owned thirty-seven vehicles, including her own red sports car, and fourteen houses. She began to feel dizzy. She was in shock. She was in tears. She took Draco's letter.
My Hermione,
I know you don't want to see me, but I need to see you. We need to talk. Any spare time I spend in my room, so at what ever time you find this letter, I will be here. If you need to talk, or you need to be held, or you need to yell, I am here. I will take what ever you are feeling and make the pain go away. Please come to me. I need to see you.
Love Draco.
XOXO
Hermione took her letters, and walked to his room. She heard sobbing. She knocked lightly on the door. The sobbing stopped. Draco appeared in the door, blue eyes glistening, tears clinging to his lashes. She dropped her letters and embraced him.
What ever could make him cry so, must have hurt him deeply. Even when he was lost, he never shed a tear, in fact, he was happy. She still had tears in her eyes, and they held each other and cried to each other. Both revealing what was wrong.
"My Grandmother was found dead last night. My parents abandoned me with her when I was five. Just after I was found. They told me they had never looked for me they just followed your parents, until they found you, then they found me, but they didn't really care. I was so angry with you, because your parents had come looking for you, when my parents abandoned me to live with strangers for the rest of my life. So she took me in.
My parents were found dead the summer before last. I didn't care. But all of their stuff was left to my gran. Now she is dead. I have now got eleven houses to deal with, and thirty-two cars. I cant deal with this now." But when Hermione hear this, she confided her problem to him and he cried for her. He embraced her, and they cried some more. She could feel the pain melting away. She was not alone now. Not anymore.