366 prompt: Spell

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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry - Muggle Studies: Write about something that is constantly changing, like someone's personality, seasons, age, ect (Prompt used: Hermione/Draco)

My First Draco/Hermione - any feedback on how I've written them would be very helpful. :)

Under His Spell

Hermione/Draco

It was becoming increasingly difficult to recognise Draco Malfoy these days, Hermione decided, looking at the long-haired Wizard, thoughtfully.

The years had changed him drastically.

Gone was the boy who took delight in Harry's misfortune, the word 'mudblood' rolling off his tongue with such ease, along with the other slurs.

Gone was the Draco who had strutted around, thinking he was the best of the best; The Draco who could do whatever he wanted, because he was the son of Lucius Malfoy - a man who held so much of the power in the Wizarding World.

Gone was the Draco who had wanted to be like his father. The teen who had been dragged into a war, so puffed up with pride that he had been tasked with what he considered an honour by his Lord. A teenager who had a quick lesson in what exactly he had been preaching over the years, and, for the first time, understanding the choices that he had made and where he was wrong.

Gone was the Draco who had run away from Hogwarts, and who had hidden behind his wand, too scared to tell his aunt to 'stop' because he didn't believe she was right, but unable to hand his classmates over to Voldemort.

No. This was a new Draco. This Draco wasn't weak or scared like he had been. This Draco may have still hidden behind a mask, acting like he was better than the others; but this Draco didn't have slurs falling from his lips, and no matter how he acted, this Draco was actually trying to right the wrongs that he had made over the years.

Without hype, without showing off. The cheques were silently handed over and the man would roll up his sleeves and work along-side others, just trying to make a difference - trying to fix the Wizarding World, one brick of Hogwarts at a time.

"Granger... are we still on for that coffee later?"

Hermione blinked a few times, her gaze focusing on Draco, who was watching her in amusement.

"Sure thing, Malfoy," she replied, trying not to smile. She turned back to the blue-prints of their section of Hogwarts and began to examine it again.

It wouldn't do to get caught staring at Draco again - and once they had finished the bit of wall they were working on, they could go and get something to drink, as they had done every afternoon.

She wouldn't say it was a date, but it was a consistent social outing where they would sit close and talk, and Draco would kiss her hand when he left her, leaving her feeling like she was under some sort of spell.

The old Draco would never have been seen in her company for coffee, and this Draco would, Hermione reminded herself - and that was why she was going. Because this was a whole new Draco, and he was changing for the better, and Hermione wanted to see the next step with her own eyes.

500 Words

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