Hope - Dramione

Hope Part-1

A/N: Hello everyone! This is another Dramione short story by me, overall my second dramione short story, and third dramione fanfic. Thank you guys so much for reading my other Dramione fanfics. So, I don't know from where I got the idea of this short story, but I remember I had decided on the title, before I planned the story line. Hope you'll like it. On with the story!

First year...

"I can't believe I just met Harry Potter! I am probably-" 

Before she could finish her sentence, she bumped into something, or rather someone. She bent down to pick up her wand, but before she could even touch it, the person she had bumped into, picked it up. She looked up, and saw a smirk on that person's face.

"Nice wand." He said. 

Hermione held out her hand and said, "I am sorry for bumping into you. Can I have my wand back?" 

"What's your name?" He asked. 

"Hermione Granger." She said. 

"Granger? I haven't heard of that last name before. Are you a half blood?" He asked her.  

Hermione, who was getting more and more irritated by the second, glared at him. But, before she could answer, they heard someone calling him. 

"Crabbe? What are you doing?" 

The student, Crabbe, turned around to see his leader. Hermione looked over his shoulder to see a blonde haired boy, who was walking towards them. 

"Nothing, Draco. Just bumped into this new girl here. We were simply talking." Crabbe replied. 

"Talking? I think it was you irritating me, and me trying my hardest not to punch you." Hermione said. 

The new boy who had walked over to them, smirked and turned towards Crabbe. "Who's wand is that?" 

"It's mine." Hermione answered.

He nodded and said, "Give me her wand, Crabbe. And, go find Goyle." 

Crabbe did as he was told, and then it was just the two of them in that corridor. That boy turned to her, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Will it hurt you to give me my wand, and instead introduce yourself first?" Hermione asked him.

He just smirked in return, and Hermione tried her hardest to not scream at him. Instead, she looked away from him, while tapping her foot impatiently. 

"What are you thinking about?" He asked her.

"Ways to punch you and not get in trouble." Hermione answered.

He laughed and asked, "How many have you come up with till now?"

"More than you can count." Was her reply.

He caught her off guard by tossing her wand back to her. She caught it as he started muttering some thing.

"What are you saying?" She asked him.

He looked at her and said, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine..."

"Wait, what? Why did you just start counting?" She asked him.

"Well, you said you have come up with ways more than I can count, so I wanted to tell you till which number I can count, and then ask you if you still have more number of ways than that."

Hermione just stared at him for a moment, and then burst out laughing. Draco stared at her with a sheepish look, scratching the back of his neck.