Dramione- Draco's a Veela (EDITING)

Chapter Two

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Part One  

The shock that could be seen on Draco's face as he watched Hermione was almost laughable. She struggled under his gaze looking a little unsettled at the lack of hate in his eyes. 

You practically hear the cogs turning in Draco's head. A match in intelligence. Yes. A match in grades. Yes. A challenge?. Yes. 

Pretty?

Absolutely beautiful!

I personally think that Draco Malfoy was stark mad at this point. Blame it on the enraged hormones that were deeply in love with the very confused Hermione Granger. 

Luckily he still had one braincell in his head that was still working. 

"Can I help you Malfoy?" She spoke coldly and you could see Draco flinch. Hermione saw it too and chose to ignore it. After all The Draco Malfoy wouldn't care what she thought, it would be simply illogical. Totally.

He was just watching her, observing her perfect curls and noticing each little freckle on her flawless face. Oh, the flawless face that was currently glaring at him with strong hate. Yet he had fallen in love.  He wanted to tell her everything. But he couldn't. 

Probably for the best really. Sounds a bit like an obsession. 

"You're in the wrong compartment." Draco states diplomatically. And that is why he isn't in Ravenclaw. At least he had the common sense to realise if he suddenly kissed her right at that second it would seem very odd. Perhaps a little strange? Oh and Pansy would explode. Not that Draco cared much for the latter. She enjoys to suck off his face at any given opportunity. 

"I am making a note of who I am taking points off as soon as we get to Hogwarts. These two idiots played a very nasty trick on a group of first years!" Hermione says coldly then scrunched up her nose in a way that Draco found cute. The idiots in question were looking far to amused for Draco's liking. 

Pansy burst out laughing and walked over to Draco wrapping her arms around him. He glared at her and pushed her away. Nott sniggered and stepped closer to Hermione. 

"We are just getting started, right babe?" Nott laughed. Draco let out a small growl under his breath. Seriously, why did he have such a git as a friend? A friend who was walking on HIS territory.

 "Get away from me. I am going to tell Professor McGonagall when we arrive that you are harassing me." Hermione turned around and stormed out pushing past Draco who was stuck between the actions of running after Hermione or punching Nott. And right now he was closing in on the latter. 

When Hermione walked out Draco was ready to bring pain to Theo. May the pain burn where the sun don't shine he thought darkly. An evil grin appears on his face as he faces the idiot. Love makes you do strange things. Any other day and he wouldn't even of blinked an eye of what had just gone down. 

"Nott...." he growled. 

Theo looked up at Draco meekly. His confidence died in a single moment. He knew he was in the shits. His family was near the bottom of the food chain. He couldn't even use the family name to help him. Oops.

"Draco." Theo replied lightly. Pansy had sat down in the corner and pulled out a fashion magazine. She had learnt that the best outcome comes from leaving them to do their 'boy thing'. Probably one of her 'better' moments when questioning the pug 'face's intelligence. 

"Why were you doing that?" Draco growled stepping towards Theo who hastily took two steps back. Little did lickle Theo know, there are four walls to a carriage. He ain't getting very far. Suppose it is the thought that counts?