Once upon a Veela.

An Eventful morning (part3)

"Forgiveness is me giving up my right to hurt you for hurting me." - Anonymous

Hermione couldn't wrap her genius mind around the fact how one moment he was there in front of her, fire dancing in his pupils as his pretty face was twisted in a sneer and then he was being pulled away by Zabini in the next second, both disappearing to who knows where.

She was pulled out of her own world as Ron and Ginny joined them at the table. Ron still looked half asleep but awake enough to pile up food in his plate and shove it in his mouth eating like a starving pig. Ginny chewed on a marmalade toast which Harry had handed her, while lowkey glaring at Hermione to which the brunette could only reply back with a sheepish smile, hoping her best friend was not in the mood for hexing the life out of her. That girl valued sleep like the goblins valued their gold!

"Hermione.." she turned around to face the speaker finding blue eyes staring at her, a glint in them she couldn't quite recognize. She morphed her face into a blank, questioning expression urging him to continue.

" I was thinking that maybe, since we both have potions right now, we could sit together and you could help me with the lesson for I am quite awful in potions and from what I have got to know, the lessons here seem very intimidating. Potions is not my strong suite, and my old school didn't give much value to  it either. So what do you say?" Ivan asked with a hopeful expression.

Hermione perplexedly bit her lip, not knowing what to do. She was going to sit with Ginny, a plan set like the path of a river. But she did not want to turn Ivan down. He seemed to have gathered a lot of courage to ask her the simple question. She turned slightly when she felt a nudge on her elbow.

"Say yes...! If you don't, I'll hex you!" Ginny whispered excitedly trying not to be very obvious with her intentions but she was like an open book.

"Why are you trying to set me up with him?" Hermione hissed, asking Ivan to wait for a sec with her stare.

" Well, because he's good-looking and charming and cute. He seems quite interested in you, which you would've noticed if you didn't have your nose down in a book all the bloody time." Ginny replied exasperatedly. "Now quickly say yes to the poor boy already, 'mione. I'll sit with someone else." she whined.

"Fine..."Hermione grumbled. But she had to admit that Ivan did make her feel things she didn't know how to describe. His voice though not very deep, had a melodious tinge to it and made her heart flutter like never before. Except last night when Mal..

NO...!

 Hermione slapped her forehead mentally.  Don't think about him. Turning her gaze back towards the patiently  waiting blonde, she answered "Alright no problem. But just so you know I am quite a menace when it comes to studies. Don't expect me to go easy on you." she added playfully.

"Absolutely not." he replied with a grin showing off his cute dimple on the right cheek.

AWWwwww...........! Hermione cooed in her head.

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Draco entered the dungeons with Blaise both reaching for the back seat before sitting down. Potions had always been the easiest subject Draco liked and he relished the relaxing time he could have here. Also seeing Potter , Weasley and Longbottom mess up always added to the pleasure. 

But this time he could only remember the times Hermione had finished her potions perfectly, how she whispered instructions even though she got caught, how her messy tangles fell on her face while brewing and she huffed cutely pushing them back with the back of her hand.