Author's Note: I just wrote this in less than one hour! I wanted it be really fluffy and all, but it turned out to be like that. Hope you enjoy it though!
Disclaimer: Everything doesn't belong to me. Only the plot. Bwah.
Hermione Jane Granger was a smart five year old. She could count to hundreds, she could rattle off the alphabet backwards, in fact, she could do anything and everything a five year old could. Except one thing -the most important thing of all, she couldn't pronounce her name correctly. All she could say was Jane. Not that she detested that name, just that, it was her middle name. She wanted to be able to pronounce her first and given name, not just her middle name.
Hermione's mother tried every single day to help Hermione pronounce her name. She could see that it drove her daughter practically insane being unable to pronounce her name. But there was only so much she could do. Sometimes, she felt tired. Why did I ever give her that name, she thought.
Hermione Jane Granger was a frustrated five year old.
The sun shone again. Hermione sighed. Yet another day of opportunity, yet another day try to pronounce her name, yet another for failure. Yes, it was true. Hermione was about to give up and accept Jane as her name, accept that everyone she introduced herself to would call her Jane, accept that no one, least herself, could possibly pronounce the difficult name of hers. Don't get her wrong, Hermione loved her name. she loved how it sounded rolling off the tongues of her parents, trying, in vain, to get her to read her name right. Hermione. The name sounded so majestic, so beautiful.
Hermione was dressed by her mother and dropped off at the playgroup she was in. She looked around, smiling at her peers.
"Hiya Ginny!" she smiled happily, seeing her best friend.
"Hiya Jane." Yes. Even Ginny couldn't pronounce 'Hermione'.
Hermione flinched inwardly at the sound of 'Jane'. How she wanted to be able to teach Ginny her real name.
"Children! Gather round! We have a new playmate with us today!" a motherly voice was heard through out the room. Ginny and Hermione scrambled to the little circle forming around Mrs. Persephone, their playgroup teacher.
"Good morning people!" Mrs. P. smiled cheerfully.
"Good morning Mrs. P.!" a chorus of voices was heard.
"People, today we have a new boy joining us! I trust you will welcome him with open arms?" their teacher asked, pushing a boy with blonde hair forwards.
"Erm, hello? My name is Draco Malfoy."
Titters of voices was heard. Everyone was curious about this "new boy". As far as they were concerned, this Draco was an intruder to their peaceful world. An extra.
While everyone were busy chattering about the intruder, Draco looked around the room interestedly. His grey eyes landed on a girl whose brown eyes were staring back at him with eyes as intense as his. She nodded absently to the red headed girl beside her and then whispered something to her. The red headed girl's eyes widened and moved away from the girl.
The brown eyed girl walked towards him. Draco was surprised. He knew what his playmates were going on about. He was intruding on their privacy. And yet, this girl was coming to him with a friendly aura around her.
Upon reaching him, the girl smiled at him and said, "Normally I don't like introducing myself, but, I like you. So, hello Draco!"
Draco cocked his head curiously. In this speech of hers, the girl didn't even say her name. 'Weird' he thought.
"Hello! I was afraid I wouldn't have any friends just now! What's your name?"
The girl shuffled her feet sadly, "Come here, I'll show you."
Draco was surprised, again. He followed her to a table scattered with crayons and paper. The girl picked out a crayon and a piece of paper and wrote, 'Hermione'.
"Hermione." Draco stated clearly and confidently.
Hermione looked at him in shock. A five year old said her name!
Draco looked at her, as though he was wondering why wasn't she confirming his pronunciation.
"Hermione?" Draco tried again.
Hermione nodded and whispered, "I don't know how to pronounce my name."
Draco looked at her, his turn to be shocked.
"I'll teach you." he said confidently.
And thus began a beautiful friendship.
There! It's done! How was it? Review please! If you like it, I might do a sequel thing. Because i really wanted it be to all cute and romantic. Apparently, I can't do that.