The Real Story
Loveydoveywriter93
Disclaimer-I own nothing around the subject of Harry Potter
The first encounter with my husband this year was the journey with my fake parents to Diagon Alley. It was very nice as we traveled around, though I think my "parents" were far from happy. They met Mr. Weasley for the first time and the whole family, I think they liked the family and discussed much with Mr. Weasley about Muggle culture. My belief is that they liked them because their difference in blood made them celebrities in Ron's dad's eyes. Then the worst thing happened. My lovely Draco showed up and his father got into a fist fight with Ron's dad. Draco insulted Potter and Lucius purposely insulted me on my supposed dirty blood. Draco was being a pervert, believe me. While his father insulted Arthur Weasley, Draco worked his fingers up and down my back, I shivered and tried to move away but he grabbed my hair and pulled me close. No one watched, no one cared about me and Draco whispered in my ear
"See you at school, my beautiful fiancé." I shivered again and the two scumbags left. I met Gilderoy Lockhart, who is very smart.
Our arrival to Kings Cross was planned very carefully. I went first, alone, and sat down, as soon as I sat, I would go outside the station and get a quill from Blaise, go back in and Blaise would follow with his mother. She would announce his departure. I snuck out and kissed her as well. I saw Blaise from the train smile and roll his eyes. As I entered the train, he pulled me into an empty compartment and we laughed for awhile about vacation. As we chatted, Draco entered the compartment,
"Zabini, Granger" he said and sat down easily,
"Hello Malfoy" I said cheerily, being in a good mood, "How was your summer?"
"Fine" he sneered, "How was yours?"
"Great" I said, forgetting who I was talking to, "I went to Blaise's house and met our mother and saw the house. It was great." He stood and straightened his robes, unusually smiling at me kindly,
"Well, have a good year Hermione" he said and left. I let my face turn to an expression of confusion,
"What was that about?" I asked Blaise, but he had no idea either. We parted for the year, me feeling a little forlorn. I started to feel a little nervous, I mean, where were Harry and Ron? I looked everywhere for them but there was no sign. Finally, when I ate alone at dinner, I knew something was wrong. I watched Ginny get sorted and clapped as she was sorted into Gryffindor. She sat with me and made little conversation as we ate. I stayed up in the Common Room until Harry and Ron got back. The year progressed with little sign of my counterpart, Draco. You know most of the year story, I suppose. Soon though, I had an encounter with my sweetheart on the Quidditch pitch,
"At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in" I said, raising my eyebrows,
"No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood" it was hard not to laugh as Draco said that, I'm not a Mudblood, after all. But the funny moment we shared was broken as Ronald messed up a spell about slugs. The next encounter was in Transfiguration class when I asked Professor McGonagall about the Chamber. Malfoy pretended that he thought I was going to get the Basilisk. I winked at him and could feel his eyes on me throughout the entire class. The year passed by with no real even besides Harry speaking Parseltongue, the Chamber being opened but it's all really irrelevant to the point. I was so annoyed when I asked Malfoy for some of Millicent Bulstrode's hair.
"You want it, why?" I could tell he knew I was making Polyjuice potion but he asked no question and pretended to be all cooperative and give me some hair. How was I to know it was a cat's hair? Later, I went to the Hospital Wing and during the night I had a visitor. Draco Malfoy came out of the dark and did who knows what to me while I slept and then woke me at 2 am.
"Yes" I muttered in bad temper
"Hello Hermione" I heard him say, "How are you doing, potion's mistress?" Despite myself, I laughed a little, he had known the entire time
"Smart of you to do that, let me assure you it was an interesting experience" I said in a joking tone. We smiled at each-other for the first time in ages and a blush crept across my cheeks. His smile, his real smile widened and without warning he kissed me lightly on the cheek and slipped a piece of paper under my pillow. I giggled and he disappeared into the night. I read the paper of course
Dear Hermione
I hope you feel better
Draco
That was the paper I hid from Ron and Harry when they visited me, not a letter to Gilderoy Lockhart. Then I was working in the library, and found out the biggest thing in my life. The monster in the Chamber was a Basilisk! From then until leaving the library, I carried a mirror with me. Then as everyone knows, I was petrified for the rest of the year. I thought a lot during my absence, about Draco mostly and our predicament and how mature he was by trying to make peace with me. Needless to say, I was un-petrified and the year ended with no exams. It was absolutely horrible! That train ride home was normal, some time with Harry and Ron and it was fun. That summer, I had to lie to Harry. I spent most of the time with Blaise and Draco. I also made friends with a neighbor of Blaise named Johanna. She was extremely nice and her hair was pure black, and her eyes were light blue. I loved swimming with her and taking all of sorts of classes with Blaise about etiquette and ballroom dancing, it was lovely. Draco and I got along extremely well; he constantly complimented me on my mature looks, which I found rather nice. Then, in keeping up my guise of being enemies with Draco and Blaise, I said good-bye to them all. I would miss them especially; they had become my friends over the summer, Draco and Blaise equivalent to Harry and Ron. Johanna and I sobbed for hours over losing each-other and promised to write to each-other over the year. I was dropped off in front of the Leaky Cauldron by my mom. I met up with Ron and soon Harry arrived. We all were on the Hogwarts Express together, the third year was starting.