Disclaimer: I didn't write Harry Potter. I'm just using the characters. No money is being made, and I am NOT, I repeat NOT J.K. Rowling. No infringement is meant by this.
I'll put a spell on you.
Prologue
She's beautiful. Lying there so still. Immobilized, Immortalized, Crystalline perfection. At least, to me. She's in no pain. I made sure of that, and while the hex I used is not exactly dark, it isn't entirely light either. It's about the equivalent of a petrificus totatlus, mixed with a stupefy, and a pain dulling charm woven between them. The pain duller is what is giving the professors and healers a hard time. It is woven so carefully into the hex, that it almost depletes the other two and makes it look like I created an entirely new hex. But I didn't. I want her to wake up, and a new hex might prove too hard for the healers to fix, and then she would be gone. So I kept to the old ways, and added a twist. They don't know who did it yet, and if my luck holds up, they won't know. Of course there are those who suspect, such as Golden Boy and the Weasel, that I had something to do with it, but of course, there is no proof. I am not as stupid as they hope I am. I left no trace, and there's nothing that could point the finger of blame to me, because, as with everyone, they checked my wand, and as with everyone it came up empty for any of the curses they were looking for. This is because I've had this planned since the end of 5th year. I'd learned, courtesy of the Restricted Section of the Library that your wand holds up to a years worth of spells in it. Any spell said within the last year is stored inside for anyone to peruse at will. All they would need to do is get a hold of my wand, and whisper a version of the revealus charm, and poof, I'd be carted away to Azkaban. Ahh, the Restriction Section, full of so many interesting tidbits of information.
Anyways, the spell will hopefully take away her hate and utter loathing of my being, and replace it, not with love, but indifference. Putting love there would cause way too much suspicion, but indifference, that would be fine, and it would give me a second chance, or first considering I never really tried to before, to win her love.
Its unnatural that I should feel this way. I mean, she's a Mudblood. But she's so beautiful. It's not even just her beauty, which is by far the greatest in the school, or even the world. She has a mind, and a brilliant one at that. It's why I have to have her. She's my equal. She's my half. She's my mate. She just doesn't know it yet. She will though. She will.
Soon Hermione, my love. Soon.
A/N: I always hate author notes, but I'm going to put a short one here. I need a beta, just like a I need a life, soooooo I need a beta really badly. I have horrific grammar. If your willing, let me know in an e-mail. Thanks! Please review. I'd like to know if I should continue it, and if/what I should improve on. The other chaps will be longer. Kbye.