Anything for you. (Hermione + Draco love story)

First day back

It was great seeing everyone again, and watching the new commers be sorted into their houses. There were alot of Griffindors this year, or maybe, that was just my thoughts. As, me Ron and Harry entered the Griffindor common room, Draco, pushed passed us.

"Oh, look, back again I see." He smirked cruelly at Harry and Ron, then me, though I could have sworn his expression changed as he layed eyes on. But, he still frowned.

"No-one asked you to come by griffindor." Ron sneered, as Draco left. We entered the common room and went into our old bedrooms. There they were, nice as always. I practically jumped onto my bed, relaxing on the springy matress.

I un packed, with the wave of my wand and went in to the common room. It was great to catch up with everybody, but I really, I know it sounded wierd, but I wanted to just be with Draco.

Draco's P.O.V

I unpacked, and looked around the room. It was just as I had left it before the holidays. I went into the common room, smiling at everyone. I may be a slytherin, but hey, we have feelings too. I said hi to everyone, but all I could think of was hermione. I bet she was with Ron, thinking of how I hate them and how they hate me back. Sighing I looked into the fire place.

"You ok?" Goil asked.

"Yeah." I sighed again.

"You don't sound it."

"Well, I just wish I didn't have to come back to this dump." I lied. I actually loved this place.

"that's the Malfoy I know." Goil grinned and sat next to me on the sofa. "So what you get up to in the holidays?" Smiling, we talked about our holidays, forgetting totally about class.

I suddenly looked at the time.

"S**t!" I said, "We need to go, we're late for dark arts."

Me and Goil ran to the dark arts, which unfortuantely was upstairs. Panting, we stumbled up the steps and ran through the corridoor. We came to the dark arts, door, and trying to calm down, turned the knob. We watched as Nevil Longbottom failed in stopping Snapes spell. He flew to the back of the class room hitting the floor. Me, goil and most of the class gigled. When I say most I mean all of the class except Hermione.

She got up and held out her hand to Nevil, who took it gratefully. I saw Ron, frown slightly, before being forced to turn my head towards Snape.

"Malfoy, why are you so late?" Snape snapped at me and Goil, although not mentioning Goil.

"Erm, we forgot about the time." I said truthfully, realising, my voice had gone high and sqeaky.

"Oh, so that makes it ok does it?" He retorted.

Ignoring that reamark I went to my seat at the back next to Seamus. Everyone took it in turns to block Snapes spell, Hermione, Harry and Cho being the only ones who succeeded. After Defence against the dark arts, we had herbology, which was the usual boring stuff. After that I had my detention in DATDA (defence against the dark arts).

Me and goil sat the there half falling asleep, though we were supposed to be doing lines.  I took some paper out of my pocket and began to draw hermione, her long, wavy hair flowing down by her shoulders. No-one knew about my talent of drawing, and I knew to keep it well hidden. To the people in slytherin, drawing was soppy. I felt Goil watching me with suspision, so, with reluctance, I drew a beard and mustache on Hermione, along with Some devil horns. Goil sniggered.

"Never knew you could draw that well." Goil remarked.

"Fluke." I snapped, not wanting my secret to be revealed.

"You two, be quiet or I will make you write an essay instead of lines." I put the drawing back in to my pocket and carried on with my lines. I was let out eventually and went to my next lesson.

Hermione's P.O.V

I knew that someone like Draco would get a detention on the first day. I have never got a detention, but it seemed everyone else has. The lesson passed but I wasn't really focused. I was thinking about what Goil had told me.

Apparently, Draco had drawn a picture of me, Goil said it was beautiful, but when Draco looked up at Goil, he turned and drew a beard and mustache on me.

I thought this was a joke, but something in Goil's voice made me think it was true. Why would Draco draw a picture of me. It was clear that he only drew the beard and mustache because he didin't want Goil mocking him, but then, why would he draw a picture of me?

He hated me, I was just a stupid mud-blood in his mind, wasn't I?

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