dramione one shots

Hate

Hate is a very strong word.
You can hate someone so much that even the slightest movement makes you want to scream.
You can hate someone in a way that you're forced to hate them because you're jealous.
Or you can hate someone.
Like Draco hates someone.
Not because their personality. Oh no not because of that.
Because you tend to hate what you can not get.
Or in other words, what doesn't want to be picked from you.
Draco Malfoy, he hates Hermione Granger, like no hate has ever been described.
He hates her because he loves her.
He hates her because he knows she'll never love him.
He hates her because he knows she'll never be his.
So that's why, as he sits at breakfast one morning, his face filled with anger, all directing to one person. But. And yes there's always a but. If you look into his eyes. Those piercingly grey eyes, that can shine up your day if you let it. You can see a warmth, a love like no other. Something so strong that if you're the one he looks at, with this look you'll never be able to look away.
And that's exactly what happened.

See readers, I myself, as other know me, is Luna Love good. Yet, I have the greatest chance to see true love as it tells infront of my eyes. I already know what's going to happen before them, why? Because these two are the most clueless lovebirds I've ever met. Anyways back to the story.

We enter Hermione's Point of veiw

I feel a stare that burns a whole through my head, a stare that makes my heart go wild. A stare that I should loath not love. As I lock eyes with whom I suspect it is, my heart beats faster, as though I've just run a marathon.

I see those eyes, those once again dazzling great eyes, and I know, no matter who comes to my life, no one could ever take my eyes off Draco.

I don't know, how and when I started to like him. Because there were too many things that happened that made me want to like him.

From him and I's long walks around the school, I mean obviously they weren't optional, they were because we are head prefects. But in those precious hours, he let his mask down, the mask he's wearing now.

Something I only ever see when it's just around me.

And he tells me about himself, the true self. But mostly I think he prefers to let me talk abour myself.

Multiple times he's heard something, and pushed me behind him, as though to protect me. Just the thought of that makes my cheeks turn bright red.

I feel a tap on my shoulder, and I turn around. I smile whne I see who it is.

Of course nothing is going to happen if I don't take action. I mean these two lovers, they're both in houses that are great, but they're both cowards when it comes to love, and that's why I. Luna love good. Take it my responsibility to help right one of the best love stories to have ever been written.

The moment when Granger locks her eyes with mine, I find it impossible to break it. I feel impossible to take anything from outside in. I feel it impossible to grt my heart racing back to a normal speed.

However, I doubt she finds it that hard. Because within a few minutes, Lovegood comes and taps her on the shoulder giving her a note. At that second an owl comes and lands right infront of me. A school owl? It doesn't look like any I've seen before.
I snatch the letter.

And hide it under the desk opening it and reading it.

It only had 3 words.

Astronomy Tower. 12am.

There was no signature. No nothing.

I look up and around.

Only one person I see, Lovegood, having an expression as though it was saying like you owe me.

And boy, did I ever.

And thus the story began, of two people who fate has planned the being together from the very beginning. Although fate may seem its not real, it is. Because sometimes you have to get through some hard times to teach the good. Sometimes you got to fall before you run.

Or sometimes, love can really conquer all.