Believe

Chapter_3

Hermione's POV

On my way to the castle, I kept thinking about Draco, I don't know why I'm always thinking about him these days.
          I see good things in him, his attitude, looks, not bad at studies either but the worst part is he is a death eater and being who I am I can never be his and he can never be mine.
Gosh!! Hermione what are you thinking about?!? This is nonsense, you need to concentrate on your studies not Malfoy!
I shook my head as realisation suddenly hit me. Can't believe I'm such a fool, I am falling for that charming face and forgetting things that are a lot more important than him.

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Its already half past dinner time, I don't feel like going to the Great Hall, in other words I don't feel like eating. Told Harry and Ron that I didn't even touch my homework whereas I finished it yesterday, so they went down without me. Though I'm not sure they believed me as Hermione Jean Granger is not someone who keeps her homework untouched.
                      I feel I'm the luckiest person in this planet, some unlucky person would never get such good besties I believe. I know they know I was lying about my homework and I also know that they just nodded and went down because they wanted to leave me alone for a bit as they know everyone needs personal space.
        Speaking of personal space, I don't really need it 'cause in my case I have nothing personal I mean, most people need personal space because they need time to think about themselves forgetting the world in my opinion, but me, I don't need personal space because I don't really think about myself, just too busy studying. And to be honest I don't feel like studying these days, my brain loves thinking about Draco, I mean Malfoy.
                  It may sound crazy but this know-it-all nerdy Mudblood is in love, that too with a Death Eater, fascinating isn't it?
        Yes, I fell for that charming face. But....
                I have to stop thinking about him. I have to forget my first unexpected love before it gets extreme because if it does there would probably be no turning back. And to be honest I don't want to love someone because I know no one would ever love me back, I am just, a really ordinary girl, not as pretty as other girls in school, hate putting on makeup and taking extra care of my skin and hair, all I do is....read, which no one appreciates except for Harry, Ron and the professors probably.
I hear footsteps coming near me, dinners probably over. I think I should act like I fell asleep in the couch after doing my homework or something? I think I am gonna act like I'm sleeping.
"Hermi-"
"Sshhh, let her sleep, she's really tired I suppose"
I heard Harry whisper to Ron when he tried to wake me up.
Saying this for the second time today, I am the luckiest girl alive, Harry and Ron are the perfect best friends. Ron acts a bit immature sometimes but Harry, he is perfect, and probably 1000 times more sensible then Ron. But I would say, he cares too much, like too very much. Though it only makes him suffer, it's actually heartbreaking to see your best friend who cares for you like your brother suffer so much. I wish I could help him.
I felt a warm blanket around me before I drifted off to a dreamless siesta.

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I am sooo sorry guys!!! I know this is a really very short chapter but I still updated because I didn't update for ages. I'll try to update more often. Sorry again.
      And SORRY again for that crappy "personal space" part.
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