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Chapter 2 That night he thought of Hermione again. He thought about her beautiful hair, her brilliant smile and her soft sweet lips. He longed so much to hold her and have him to himself forever. Soon he was asleep.
"You may kiss the bride," said the preacher. Draco lifted Hermione's veil and kissed her. The organ struck up the wedding song.
Family and friends threw rice at the newlyweds as they ran out of the church to the waiting Firebolt. Draco picked up his bride and placed her on the broom. He then climbed on behind her and off they went. They soared high over England. Higher and higher they flew so that below one would think they were a shooting star. Draco leaned forward and kissed Hermione lightly on the cheek and said, "I love you!"
Out of nowhere the Slytherin Quidditch team appeared.
"Looks like Malfoy's got himself a Mudblood for a wife!"
"Draco and the mudblood sitting in a tree…."
"Draco, sir, it is time for sir to get up and get dressed. He is going be late for Hogwarts train. He has to get up sir."
Someone prodded Draco awake.
"Hermione, is that you?" said Draco, still half asleep.
"No, s-sir I is only Chip and you is going be late!"
"Stop it guys. She's not a bad person. Only her blood is dirty."
"Sir, you is dreaming. Sir, you is must be waking up!"
"What?" said Draco now fully aware that it was all a dream.
"You is needing be getting downstairs. Mister and Missus Malfoy is waiting for you, s-sir."
"Ok, I'm up, stupid elf," replied Draco getting out to bed.
He quickly got dressed and started downstairs. He smiled at the thought of his dream. He hoped it would be real someday. Then he scowled at what his friends had done in the dream. He couldn't possibly tell her how he felt with them around. He would defiantly have to tell her in private. He needed to work out a plan to get her alone, away from Potter and Weasley.
"Ready to go, Draco?" said Lucius.
"Yes, but let me eat something first." Draco replied tearing himself from his thoughts.
"Oh all right, but make it fast. The train leaves in one hour and the results for your Apparation test should arrive this morning."
Draco gobbled down three hotcakes and drained a glass of orange juice in less than ten minutes. As they were leaving the house an owl flew up to them with a letter, nearly knocking Draco off his feet as it landed.
Lucius untied the letter and shooed the owl away. He began reading the letter.
Dear Mr. Draco Malfoy, We are pleased to inform you that you have successfully passed your Apparation test. Your diploma will be sent later in the day.
Signed, Alberta Majora
Head of the Magical Department of Transportation
"You actually passed your test. You exceed my expectations, son," said Lucius scornfully.
"Yeah, thanks, but father? Shouldn't we be heading for the platform now?"
"Ah, yes not much time left we'd better get a portkey!"
"Actually Father I was… um wondering if we could Apparate to the platform?"
"I don't see why not."
They then Apparated, each creating a small pop, directly to platform 9 and ¾. Draco dragged his trunk to the pile of trunks and said his goodbyes to his parents. He then hopped onto the train.
Draco walked back to the usual department that he, Crabbe and Goyle sat in every year. There he found Crabbe stuffing his face with Chocolate Frogs and Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. Goyle was snoring loudly by the window.
"Oi, you lazy gits! I have something important to tell you." Draco yelled.
"I mmmm hmm eard o mmade ead oy mmmm", Crabbe exclaimed with a mouthful of food.
"Err, whatever. I just wanted to let you both know that I have been made Head Boy this year. Now we can nail that Stupid Potter and his mudblood friend and that despicable Weasley!"
"But Draco, Hermione is Head Girl!" exclaimed Goyle from the window seat.
"Is she now?" replied Draco half smiling. "Well, I have a meeting with the prefects and Granger later. Don't let me forget about it."
"Okay, Draco." said Crabbe, after swallowing.
Draco went over to the window seat and stared out of it. He soon drifted off into a deep sleep. He hadn't intended on falling asleep he was just tired from his long day yesterday.
"Granger, I need to tell you somwthing?" asked Draco.
"Um, sure what's up?"
"Okay, this is rather hard for me to say. But, I'm just going to come out with it and tell you."
"Alright, what is it?" asked Hermione curiously.
"The thing is I like you a lot. I know I have been mean and cruel to you over the past seven years but it was only because I liked you. I am sorry for the way that I have treated you in the past."
"You, like me? But, I thought I was a filthy little mudblood?"
"Well, according to Father yes, you are. But to me you are as pure as the sun, beautiful as the stars, and as radiant as the moon!"
"That's very sweet of you Draco."
"You called me Draco."
"Yes, would you like to hang out with Harry, Ron and I at the first Hogsmeade visit?"
"Spend time with Potter and Weasley? I really don't think I can do that."
"Alright then what do you suggest we do then?"
"How about you and I meet at the Three Broomsticks at three?"
"Alright, it's a date."
Draco jumped as someone poked him hard in the side. Their voice sounded distant as they said, "Draco you're going to be late for that meeting thing you told us about."
"I have a date with her." Draco mumbled to the distant voice.
"A date with who?" asked Crabbe.
"Umm, Draco did you hear what I said?" Goyle said poking Draco harder.
"Hmm? No, didn't hear you… date… I have one… with her…" said Draco still dreaming.
"How are we going to wake him up?" Crabbe asked Goyle.
"Umm… uhh… we could slap him! I have always wanted to slap Draco!"
"Ha ha! Yeah do that!"
With that Goyle slapped Draco hard across the face. Draco jumped up furious, his wand at ready, and greatly annoyed that they had disturbed him. But, he quickly recovered from the shock of being slapped.
"Bloody hell Goyle that hurt! Anyways, why did you let me fall asleep?" Draco said furiously.
"Uh…" answered Crabbe and Goyle together.
With that Draco rolled his eyes at his moronic friends and left the compartment shoving Goyle out of his way and headed for the front of the train when the meeting was being held. When he got there Hermione was already in side waiting for him and the prefects.
"Oh, are you Head Boy, Draco?" she asked.
"Yes mudblood I am. Now, if you don't mind I would rather you not speak to me. I don't want to be getting your filthy little mudblood germs on me."
"Ugh, you really need to grow up Malfoy! It's no wonder no one but Crabbe and Goyle like you. They probably only like you because you give them food."
"Well, you, I…"
"Ha… well let's get this meeting started shall we?" Hermione said as the last of the prefects entered the room.
They went over the same stuff that the Head Girl and Boy had gone over with them the previous year.
"Remember you can take points away from those who disobey rules" Hermione importantly, eyeing Draco suspiciously. Draco scowled at her, but inside he was smiling he loved the way she took control of a situation.
"Ok, you all can return to your seats now." Draco told the prefects. "Hey, mudblood stay here I need a word with you."
"Err, Okay." Hermione replied. What on earth could he want to talk to me about? She thought. Oh god I hope he's not going to start anything. I'm so tired of fighting with him. God he's so immature.
"Ok now that we are alone. There's something I really need to say to you." Draco said in a whisper.
"Alright, what is it?" Hermione replied rather anxious and curious.
"I just wanted to apologize for all of the things I have said to you over the past seven years."
"What?" Hermione exclaimed completely shocked and taken aback.
"The reason I have always made fun of you and called you a mudblood is well…ummm…" Draco paused and stared at Hermione not knowing weather he could tell her his deepest secret.
"Go on you can tell me what ever it is."
"Well, Granger I have a…"
There was a long pause as Hermione stared at Draco, who was staring blankly at the floor.
"Hello, Malfoy, you have a what?"
"Huh, what?"
"You were about to tell me something?"
"Er yeah, you're a stupid mudblood why do you even exist? Why are you wasting your time at Hogwarts? Why do you hang out with Potter and Weasley?"
"Oh my God, you evil coach roach! Harry and Ron happen to be my best friends Draco! Why do you always have to be such a low life git?" said Hermione furiously and stormed out of the compartment.
"Well, that didn't go as I had planned on it going." said Draco.
Draco returned to his seat with Crabbe and Goyle who were both eating chocolate frogs. He sat by the window and started out it for a while.
Moments later he heard voices in the compartment next to them. He sat on his knees and pressed his ear against the wall so he could hear better.
"After the meeting he was all like 'I have something to tell you'. When I asked him what it was he proceeded to call me a low life mudblood and all that shit." He heard Hermione saying.
"Wow, Hermione, Malfoy really has some issues. Don't let him get to you." Harry told her reassuringly.
"Yeah he's a stupid git!" exclaimed Ron loudly. Then even louder, "We know your listening Malfoy! So you know what YOU'RE A STUPID LOW LIFE GIT! YOU NEED TO GO AND GET A LIFE!"
"Ron, shut up! You're going to get us detention before we even get to school." Harry announced nervously.
Draco hearing this seized the opportunity to go over to the next compartment.
"Yeah Weasley you might want to watch your back this year! I have been made Head Boy!"
"Yeah? Well…" said Ron.
"Ha ha you don't even have a come back!" Draco replied triumphantly.
"Oh come off it Malfoy, Hermione is Head Girl. Don't abuse your power she can report you to Dumbledore!" said Harry.
"Right Harry how can I be reported to a dead guy?"
"He can't really be dead, I over heard someone in the order say that as long as Fawks, his Phoenix, was alive he would be alive."
"Oh, Harry! We had the funeral at the end of last term remember." Hermione told Harry sympathetically.
"Well, even still I will report you to the proper authorities Granger!" Harry stated in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Humph" was all Draco could say. He knew he was once again defeated but the Golden Trio returned to his seat.
Minutes later they arrived at Hogsmade Station he got up and went to supervise the loading of the carriages with Hermione. He glanced at her and smiled. She just rolled her eyes as she directed a first year towards Hagrid who was saying, "Firs years over 'ere!"
After the last of the students were loaded into the carriages, Draco climbed into the last one. Hermione followed. Draco could tell by her expression that she did not fancy riding up to the school in a carriage with him. He then decided he should try to redeem himself. He realized he was a bit rude earlier after the prefects meeting.
"Er, Granger?"
"Shut-up, Malfoy, I don't want to talk to you right now!"
Draco stared at her dumbfounded. He then crossed his arms and sat staring out the window.
He began to think about the dream he had on the train. If only that were real, why can I just tell her how I feel about her? I mean come on can it really is that hard to say hey Hermione I like you a lot would you fancy hanging out at Hogsmeade with me? Ugh, why can't I just get the guts and do it? His thoughts then drifted to the events of his six year at Hogwarts. Well; I can see why I couldn't do it. I couldn't even do what the Dark Lord had asked me to do last year. Professor Snape had to do it for me. Is it my fault that I only act mean? I don't think people realize what I have been through this summer. If I had know how much trouble not going through with killing Dumbledore would cause me I would have never taken the mission. Granted if I hadn't I would probably be dead. But then again, he did almost kill me when he found out Snape had to complete my task for me. He glanced at Hermione who was sitting staring at him as if he had just hexed her or something. He decided he would attempt to engage her in conversation once more, "Why are you staring at me?" he asked promptly.
"Well, I'm just trying to figure out why he-who-must-not-be-named gave you of all people the task to kill Dumbledore when you clearly are not near brave enough to do something like that."
"What?"
"You make yourself out to be this big shot. But admit it your all talk and you…"
"Okay, first of all what are you talking about? Secondly, I asked you why you were staring at me. Not what you thought of what I failed to do last term!"
"I am staring at you because…because well, there's nothing else to stare at."
Draco laughed to himself. He was thinking you can stare at me all you want.
"Yeah, well you can stop staring at me now. We are at the school."
"Good riddance." Hermione muttered as she hurried off the carriage towards a group of confused second years.
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