Sorry this chapter is short but I'll make sure my next ones will be longer!
Hermione and Draco, would that ever work? keep reading, hope you like it! xx
Hermione entered a grand hall, all lit up with the colour red, which she soon realised were small ladybirds, which gave her a warm exciting feeling. There was a small owl sitting on a teachers shoulder. The rest of the people walked in and stood in a line.
"Hello and welcome to Allander University! My name is Miss Orla, and now let me go through a set of rules before we start..." She said. Her owl was pure white and reminded Hermione of Hedwig. The teacher was somewhere in her thirties and she had brown hair tied in a bun. Her eyes were sharp blue.
Don't think of Ron! Don't think of Ron! Hermione kept telling herself, but just then another thought accured to her, she will need to find someone else to take her mind of him...and Draco looked attractive this morning... No, that will never work! Don't be stupid! He behaves like a nasty five year old! She thought to herself, when she realised that she was sitting in a classroom next to a pretty russian had a shiny long black plait. Her eyes were dark brown, her face pale white and she had a small nose. She looked very sweet and undoubtedly she was the prettiest girl in the class!
"Hi, I'm Angela Kirson, and your Hermione, aren't you? I've heard all about you. You're friends with The Boy Who Lived!" She said in a sweet voice that matched her looks. "Yes, that's me." Hermione replied and smiled. Miss Orla continued her talk
"...At the end of the year an award will be given to the one who has got the highest exam results in duelling! So everybody must try hard to win this prize, and most importantly, keep up with the work. If we feel you won't be able to cope, then unfortunately you won't be able to carry on learning here. That's why we will have exams halfway though the year."
"Hermione!" She turned around. "Harry! When did you get here?"
"Didn't I tell you? Oh, and you know who's here? Malfoy."
"Unfortunately." She said, just to cover up her newfound feelings towards him.
"...the prize would be the angel potion. This is a potion that let's you wish for whatever you want, and it will come true in immediately, but we trust our students that at the age of twenty, you should know what wishes are right and wrong to make."
What was that? Hermione said to herself. Anything I want! I could bring Ron back! This prize is mine! She smiled. During her thoughts, Draco was looking at her, wondering whether there was a sweeter or prettier smile in the entire world.
Stuff is going on... Stop liking Ron Hermione! Draco is your new boyfriend, he has the perfect blond hair and the fittest face ever!
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