Through Different Eyes

There is always more than one side to a story, and in Draco Malfoy's case, one side changes everything. Draco and Hermione form a bond before their first year at Hogwarts that carries on through their passing years. There are two things it has always been: love and secret.

While everyone believes these two are opposites in every way - blood, houses, side of the war - they share so much in common. They both know the other. They are intelligent, stubborn, thoughtful, feisty, lonely, and they both depend on each other in a way that goes deeper than explanation.

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Hermione was lounging in an armchair in the back of the library, while Draco sat on the floor against it. Tucked away from the world - that was their favourite spot.

Through the corner of his eyes he could see a sliver of her skin where her shirt had ridden up as she stretched. Her hair covered her face when she reached down to grab a textbook from her bag on the floor. Draco didn't feel like doing much anything, so he just stayed still, a finger holding his place in the closed book on his lap and legs stretched out before him.

"Hermione?" It was her turn to hum. He didn't have anything to say so he didn't. Just listened to her breathing. After she had completed the first section she looked up, asking him what he said. "Oh, nothing. Just wanted to hear you, or say your name or something." His body shifted to lean sideways against the chair, facing her as she failed to hide her smile and went back to revising.

He would never get tired of looking at her.