Sorry it took me so long to finally write this but here it is,
if you like it please tell me.
Its kind of short sorry
~Draka
DRACO P.O.V.
There was no way anybody could get me to go back to sleep. King Weasel, Harry, and the possessed girl creeped me out, a lot. I just want to think about Hermione Granger and how beautiful she is. She was in my dream too, i suddenly remember. She was King Weasel's queen.
Hermione Granger is my Queen, not Weasels. M-i-n-e, mine. Wait, why was Pansy here. Does she (gulp) like me?
I don't like her. Shes just a person to have around when you need something done. But me liking her? Shes not even cute. I would choose Hermione any day, no matter who she was competing with.
NARRATOR P.O.V.
Draco looked at the foot of his bed cot. There was a small Television. The T.V. was one of the newest Muggle thing used in the Wizarding World. The Ministry of Magic discovered how to use it and enchanted it to have their own channals. There was a strange show on the screen. It was called 'Harry Potter: a biography'
"Harry!" yelled a fat girl running in from the edge screen wearing orange robes and tons of lip gloss. Harry-who was sitting on chair reading looked up.
"What Hermione I'm busy finding ways to defeat --------" a high pich beep filled Draco's ears. They had said the dark Lord's name.
"But Harry it's important!" Hermione yelled frowning. Her fat cheeks hung over her mouth. Harry marked his book and shut it.
"What is it Mione?"
"Draco Malfoy asked me out!" a fat smile smeared across her face.
"Lovely." The Harry on the screen and the real Draco real Draco continued. "That's a great idea ask her out."
With that Draco shut off the Television and ran out of the hospital wing.
DRACO P.O.V.
I have to find her and tell her I love her. Got to keep running. Running, running, running... Must find my love! Running... Running... running... STAIRS!!!
NARRATOR P.O.V.
And so the cheerful Draco fell down the moving stair case. The fall lasted about 2.8 seconds. Draco hit the ground with a splat. A crowd of first years ran to Draco's limp body.
"Whoa did you see that?" a short red head boy asked the others.
"Yeah." some surrounding firsties replied.
"Who is that?" another short red head boy asked. A tall pretty girl turned to the short red heads.
"Thats Draco Malfoy. Hes a sixth year i think or maybe seventh." the short red heads looked at each other.
"I've heard of him." said the first.
"Yeah! Yeah! That Grangie girl was talking bout' him Yesterday." said the second.
"Granger? Her" scoffed the girl, "Draco would look better with me than her."
"I'd look better with her than Draco." said the second boy.
"I would take this girl. What's your name?" the first asked the tall girl.
"Levana." She whispered. Draco heared faint parts of this discussion. Sudenly Hermione, Ron, and Harry appeared and pushed their way through the firsties.
"Move it!" Ron yelled at them they scattered. Hermione glared at him.
"Shh Ron! Somebody is hurt." Her eyes filled with worry.
The second red head walked up to her. "Hey Hermione I'm Luke."
"MOVE!" Hermione yelled at him shoving him backwards. Harry was faster moving towards the body than the others.
"Its Malfoy" he laughed.
"he fell down the stairs." a firstie commented.
"Fell down the stairs," Ron scoffed, "Even I'm not that clumsy."
Draco started to sit up. His vision slowly focused on Hermione.
"Her...mio...ne..." he mumbled.
"Uh Huh" she rushed to his side.
"Will...you..." he glanced up at her.
"Yes what Draco?" she looked in his blood shot eyes.
"be...my..girlfriend?"He swayed dizzily.
"Yes! Of course!" then Draco collapsed. Before he hit the floor Hermione caught him in her arms and kissed his forehead.
"Sweet Dreams." She mumbled