A/N - YES! I FOUND IT! Seriously, this was being stupid and wouldn't let me find it, so I'm HAPPY NOW! THANKIES WILL HATER W.I.T.C.H LOVER! YOU FOUND MY FIC:D
DISCLAIMER - Do I really have to put this? You people are loffly enough to not to sue me, right? XD
Chapter One:
"Ron, would you mind stop staring down my top?" Hermione asked testily, writing quickly on her parchment. Ron leaned back in his seat again, a bit miffed that he'd been caught.
"Hermione, now why would I look down your top? I don't believe in violating a girls' privacy like that," he said.
"HA! Now, that, I'm not gonna believe," Ginny said from her position on the floor, reading the Daily Prophet while propped up against Harry's legs. "You never leave me alone,"
"Yeah, I'm meant to do that… It's in the big brother's contract," Ron said, wedging his elbows into the arms of his chair.
"Psht," Ginny and Hermione said, simultaneously rolling their eyes.
"How do they do that?" Harry muttered to Ron.
"Do what?"
"Do everything all… synchronised? It's freaky,"
"Dude. They're girls," Ron said.
"Oh, yeah."
"Ugh. We do have ears you know!" Hermione said, placing her quill on her parchment and getting up, stretching. She wasn't wearing her robes; just a tank top and short skirt. She was surprised that no-one had asked her out yet. Though that wasn't the purpose of these clothes. She didn't like anyone that was in the school. Or in Beauxbatons or Durmstrang for that matter. He had already left school, and she knew that Ron, Harry, or Ginny wouldn't approve of it. She looked at the three, Harry's hand resting casually on Ginny's shoulder, Ginny playing with Harry's shoelaces, and Ron, looking at them with concern etched on his face, his gaze frequently flicking to her. She watched as Ginny argued with him and Harry, digging in elbows when needed. She eventually got fed up of Ron looking at Hermione, and snapped. "Oh, for Merlin's sake! Ron! Just ask her out already! It'll at least stop the stupid puppy-dog eyes you keep doing," she said, rolling her own deep blue eyes. Hermione didn't move an inch. Her face stayed blank. Ron, on the other hand, was a completely different matter all together.
"What!" he spluttered. "I… I don't…" he tried to say, while watching Harry cover his face with his hands. "Harry. You told her, didn't you?"
"I only told Ginny. I swear," he said, cowering away from him.
Ron groaned. "I told you not to tell anyone!"
"It wasn't my fault! It was her! She kept talking about how you two would look cute together…"
"You do know I'm still standing here… right?" Hermione said, snapping out of her reverie.
"Yeah…" Harry answered.
"Ugh. Boys," she said, summoning her stuff and stalking off to her Head Girl Dorm.
"Well… that went well," Ron said, leaning back again.
Hermione sat on her bed, huddled in her blue pyjamas, writing a letter. It was almost the end of the school year, and she needed to know what to do. No, scrap that. She already knew what to do. She didn't know what to tell Ron, Harry and Ginny though. They were all under the assumption that she was going to go to be an Auror, but they were wrong. Hermione could never be someone like that. Not when she was going to have to fight them. Her thoughts continued to plague her, conjuring up various scenarios between them. Oh, by the way, I'm not going to be an Auror with you guys. I'm going to end up hating you and possibly even destroying you. Is that OK?
She shook her head. Somehow, she didn't think that it would bode very well. She heard the door open to her dorm. "Granger, you OK? Not on rounds?" Draco said, walking up to her.
"No. I'm on tomorrow, not tonight," she said, clearing a space for him on her bed. "And, I don't know what's wrong… I mean… I know what I want to do when I leave Hogwarts, but… It's complicated… my friends going off to become Aurors and all… It just interferes with my choice,"
"You're going to do… what?"
"I can't say,"
"Why not?"
"I dunno… 'cause it could get back to Ron and that, and unless you're good at Occlumency and heard my one sided convo, then it won't go well,"
"Well… yeah, I did hear that…" he said.
"I swear I don't get enough privacy around here," Hermione muttered, twisting her hair around her finger. Draco wasn't so bad once she got to know him.
"Yeah, well…"
"Yeah… can you go now? I need to do something," Hermione said, turning and staring out of the window.
"Yeah. See ya tomorrow. Isn't it Graduation tomorrow?"
"Yeah… we say bye bye to Hoggy and hello to the Dar- our new jobs," Hermione said, realising what she was about to say. She zipped her mouth and waited for him to go.
"Hermione. You almost said the Dark Lord. Didn't you?" Draco said, turning back around.
Hermione breathed in, and looked out of the window. She heard Draco close the door, but he hadn't gone. He sat on her bed again and made her look at him. "Show me your arm,"
A/N - R&R, I've written more. :D
