Loving Can Hurt ~ Dramione

Chapter 4 | Maybe Someday

Chapter 4: Maybe Someday

POVs: Blaise, Hermione

There are about two hundred witches in our school, and my mind is only on her.

Why, you may ask.

But you see the thing is, I have no freaking clue. She's just... perfect! I don't get why people call her weird or odd. She's honestly brilliant, and I don't think anything's off about her.

I was able to see her from across her house table, there she was, in all of her Ravenclaw glory, completly engrossed in her book wearing some overlarge, colorful glasses with her hair all over the place. What I would do to run my hand through that golden hair of hers. Every time I start fantasizing about her, my mind pushes her away, reminding me that she's a Ravenclaw who doesn't give two flying dungs about bloodlines.

Not that I do, to be honest. I don't give two flying dungs either, not even walking ones. I think it's totally okay to marry muggles and muggleborns. They're just like us, some of them are brilliant, while others are as dumb as trolls. In fact, I don't know how I got caught up in all this chaos. I don't remember ever declaring that I have anything against them. But like most things that happen at Hogwarts, some things are best left unsaid. Either ways, back to our main topic, the witch!

You're probably wondering who I'm talking about by now. I was describing the brilliant Lovegood of course. I've been crazy about her ever since that day she told me how to sneak into the kitchen. I'm usually known for my smooth and flirty ways, but somehow when it comes to her, I lose the few brain cells I have and botch everything up. I thanked her after staring at her for thirty-two seconds. Yes, I counted.

I bet if you were standing in front such a beauty, you'd be lost in the seas that those eyes hold within them. She had the kind of eyes that seemed to hold endless mysteries in them, mystery mixed with a little mischief if you ask me.

Suddenly something happened that caused me to grow a pair of balls and go up to her. That something is a certain dark Gryffindor that was being a little... too touchy around her, and I didn't like that.

I didn't like that one, small bit.

Running a hand across my robes to fix them a bit, I tucked my hands into my pockets and walked up to them. Looking as nonchalant as possible and trying to hide the look of irritation on my face, I put on my best smile and greeted her.

"Hey Luna!" The second she looked up, I forgot how to breathe. I know it has something to do with oxygen and lungs and an exchange of some gases. But that second she looked up at me and smiled, it's as if the whole universe stopped, and everything centered around her.

Well, I'm doomed. And what's worse, is the fact I'm freaking happy about it.

Mr. Touchy Gryffindor finally got the hint that he should leave before I make him. Luna and I chatted for a long time and we talked about different topics in general, the amount of knowledge she has about all those creatures is just fascinating.

When it was time for my potions' lesson with the Gryffindors, I offered to walk Luna to her class. To my utter joy, she accepted.

A few minutes later, we both stood outside of Umridge's class as I fixed her blue and bronze scarf around her neck worried about her from getting cold. I was able to see her face redden which made her even more beautiful, just as I was about to leave she called my name. I turned to look at her as she kissed me on the cheek, then she took off.

I stood there alone, staring at the spot she was standing in a few seconds ago. touching my cheek.

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