The Rules of Attraction - A Dramione Love Story

DISCLAIMER - I OWE NOTHING, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. EVERYTHING BELONGS TO JK ROWLING AND HER CREATIVE IMAGINATION.

AUTHOR'S NOTES - I HAVE BEEN OBSESSING ABOUT THIS FORBIDDEN PAIRING FOR A LONG WHILE NOW AND I HAVE DECIDED ITS TIME TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. THE DRAMIONE PAIRING IS SO WRONG BUT AT THE SAME TIME IT'S SO RIGHT. iT'S DEFINITELY A RIGHT KIND OF WRONG :)

THIS IS MY VERY FIRST DRAMIONE FANFICTION AND I KNOW FULLY WELL THAT I WILL BE TOEING THE LINE OF CLICHÉ DRAMIONE PLOTS. I WILL HOWEVER TRY TO BE AS ORIGINAL AS POSSIBLE SO WE CAN ALL ENJOY IT. :)

AS USUAL, I WOULD APPRECIATE IT IF YOU READ, VOTE AND REVIEW OR DO WHATEVER IT IS YOU DO AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU ALL THINK. I OFCOURSE EXCEPT CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM BUT STRICTLY NO FLAMES. IF YOU HAVE NOTHING NICE TO SAY, DONT SAY ANTHING AT ALL :)

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CHAPTER ONE

"'Mione! Hermione!" Ron snapped his fingers in front of the witch's face to draw her away from her thoughts. Hermione continued to stare out of the window watching as the trees flew by as the Hogwarts Express sped past rolling hills, lakes, through tunnels, forests, and fog. Hermione's thoughts flew by behind her eyes like shadows, her lips slight pursed as she absent-mindedly twirled the Head Girl badge in her hands.

"Bloody hell, Hermione!" Ron shook the dazed-out witch, His fiery red hair skimmed messily over the top of his blue eyes and fanned out behind his ears, giving him a boyish and innocent look he definitely did not make up for in personality.

After the kiss they shared in the Chamber of Secrets, they both decided what happened in the Chambers stays in there and they never really took it any where else. They couldn't say they didn't try but their new profound relationship sort of just fizzled out, losing it's spark and so they just carried on with their friendship and remained best friends.

"What do you want, Ronald? I'm trying to think" Hermione snapped at the red head as she came back to reality.

"McGonagall is aking for you to go to the Prefect's Cabin" Ron huffed, crossing his arms over his broad chest. Ginny giggled and beamed at Hermione before burrying her nose back into the Daily Prophet.

"I wonder who is Head Boy?" Harry muttered as he ran his fingers through his unruly dark hair that was getting so long that it was sometimes hard to get a glimpse of his peircing emerald eyes.

"I'm surprised you're not Head Boy, Harry." Ron replied, soon forgetting about being in a huffy with Hermione.

"I dont think I want to be Head Boy, it's too much of a hassle. I just want a nice quiet year at Hogwarts" Harry sighed

"This is Hogwarts we're talking about mate, it'll never be quiet." Ron laughed ad soon enough the rest followed.

It's been a couple of months since the climax of the Second Wizarding War occurred in the Great Hall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and most of the former sixth years who's academic year had been disrupted by the dark months are being rounded up and made to go back to Hogwarts to finish their last year.

Hermione is happy that she's going back to Hogwarts to finish her N.E.W.Ts unlike Ron who's not pleased about the fact that he's going to be in the same year as his younger sister, Ginny.

Every one of their fellow students are coming back to Hogwarts, however only a handful of Slytherins are joining them. Most of the Slytherins have gone into hiding for most of them and their families have been involved with the Dark Lord, so naturally they choose to lay low for a while and not come back to Hogwarts.