Drabble 13: Maybe pale boys were good fortune tellers.
Set: AU in Hogwarts.
Rating: T
Notes: I actually kind of like this one. (:
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Hermione didn't know what to make of that pale, strange boy.

She hadn't seen him at Hogwarts before which wasn't a common occurrence because everyone always knew everyone. She asked her friends about the pale boy with the pale hair and the pale eyes. They immediately knew who she was speaking of.

"Draco Malfoy,"One of her close friends Harry told her in a hushed whisper during a Potion's class,"He's another transfer. Heard his dad got caught in some bloody sticky business. Literally and figuratively." Hermione wasn't in on the joke, but Harry and Ron shared a laugh before Snape glared at them. They quieted and started whispering again after that.

"Real bad boy from what I've heard. Lavender says she's seen him at Hogsmeade a few times. You know how she sneaks off to those parties on the weekends,"He spoke in a dreamy sort of way. He had always wanted to sneak off to a party. She didn't know who or what was stopping him, but they kept him pretty tightly checked.

"Don't get any ideas in that big brain of yours,"Harry told her as he tapped her head with his finger after giving Ron a strange look,"He's not an experiment. Just leave him alone."

That wasn't possible however. The pale boy was stuck in her head. The ways their eyes had met had nearly zapped her to life, like she had been dead this whole time. Him being a bad boy made it that much more of a cliché, and she began to wonder if she'd be one of those girls. She had always been told the horror stories of the good, smart, innocent girls being submerged into the crazy, drug and alcohol filled world of the bad boy. Usually, the girl ended up dead, or worse.

It wasn't until a week later though that she actually saw him again. She had been climbing the steps to the Astronomy tower, notebook in hand. She had to study the stars' alignments and tell her future for a class that she thought was ridiculous. She figured it would be empty, but on the last step, she realized it wasn't. There, leaning against a wall drinking Fire Whiskey and smoking was the pale boy. She fought for words as he turned his head towards her. He didn't seem surprised to see her. Odd, she thought to herself.

"Drinking and smoking isn't allowed here,"She had just blurted it out without thinking, a habit of being a good girl. She let her mind wander to what smoking and drinking were actually like. She had never done either. Maybe one taste wouldn't hurt….

"Yet narcs are?"She was surprised at his retort and rolled her eyes.

"No one said I was going to tell on you." He seemed satisfied with that and turned away.

She opened her mouth to add something else but closed it and moved over to the other wall that he wasn't leaning on. She looked up at the stars, studying their alignment. She wrote some stuff down she had remembered reading in their text books.

"You don't actually believe that, do you?"His mouth was tilted up at the corners as he studied her writing,"It's pretty much saying that you're going to meet a dark, handsome stranger and go on some adventure." His eyes seemed to be laughing at her, and she frowned.

"It's for a class, not for fun." She saw him nod absendmindedly but continued reading what she had written. She could smell the alcohol and cigarette smoke on his breath as he moved closer. She could also smell a faint intoxicating scent that made her heart beat a little faster.

"I think you have your future wrong." She was snapped out of her thoughts by his voice. She rose a brow at him, eyeing his pale figure. "You aren't going to meet a dark, handsome stranger. You're going to meet a pale one. You aren't going to go on any adventures just yet. You're going to go to Hogsmeade. You're not going to say no to me. You're going to say yes."

So, Hermione Granger, the good girl of Gryffindor, ended up having her future told to her by the pale Draco Malfoy instead of the stars which was alright in her books. She decided as he pressed his thin lips to hers that he could tell her the future all the time.

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