First Love Of A Long Year
Summery: They met and, after realising he'd changed, they became good friends but will it go further and how will they express their feelings without other people interfering, especially friends? Draco and Hermione.
Disclaimer: Don't own HP
A/N: My first story solo! Hope you like it and review at the end please. And it's supposed to be short ok? It is the Prologue after all.
Prologue
A once bushy-haired teen was walking down the main street of Diagon Alley, humming contently to herself. It was sunny, warm and nothing could possibly go wrong. Hermione Granger suddenly froze as she walked happily, her eyes narrowing at familiar blonde hair.
'Happy mood over.' She thought as she walked closer. But something about him wasn't right and she stopped in her tracks and stared astonished at the sight before her. 'What... how... who...'
There, lounged against the display window of Madame Malkins Robes for all Occasions, was her worst school enemy. He was none other than the so called Slytherin Prince, Sex God himself; known well to her as an imbecilic Ferret boy, (A/N: Man) whose proper name was Draco Lucious Malfoy.
But somehow he had changed.
He didn't have a smirk but a genuine smile as the sun bathed on his white, flawless skin. His eyes were shut as he relaxed, and Hermione Granger could hear smooth humming coming from his throat. Her own throat closed up slightly as her breathing hitched, her chocolate brown eyes catching site of the clothes the Slytherin was wearing.
He was wearing a tight white vest top (A/N: All girls faint) under a simple black, button-up shirt that had short sleeves and was undone. Seeing as his arms were sleeveless, the Gryffindor could actually see his structured biceps. 'Í wonder what his arms would feel like around me?' Hermione's eyes widened in shock as she shock her head; no she did not just think that... She should look away, and not look back at that muscular body of his...
'Quidditch had done him good,' She thought forbiddingly as she tore her eyes away from his muscular arms, before looking at what else he was wearing; a pair of black jeans with white trainers which, by the look of it – Hermione screwed her eyes – had the symbol of a snake on it
And (OH MY GOODNESS) he had spiked his hair, (A/N: Yes Spiked) just enough so that it looked windswept, just like after a game of Quiddetch, which just made him look sexier. Hermione shook her head again, trying very hard to keep her mouth closed as her mind battled against itself.
'Oh shit, shit I just called Malfoy sexy...'
But he is!
'I know but he isn't! He can't be; I can't be attracted to him after a change in his appearance... he's a sworn sexy enemy of mine.'
See? Sexy!
'Right, just shut up, I am not going to fight with myself over this!'
Sexy!
'Shut it.'
Sssseeeexxxxyyyy!
'SHUT UP!'
A/N: Well, the Prologue is done, just have to do Draco's POV next. Hope you liked Hermione's and now it's time to review. (please?)