Prompts #1-3 || drabbles100 || D/Hr
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Title: First Glance
Prompt: #001 Beginnings
Word Count: 146
Rating: G
Summary: Hermione marvels at the wonder that is Hogwarts, and gets her very first glimpse of Draco Malfoy.
Bright brown eyes gazed in astonishment as the first-years were herded into the Great Hall for the very first time, and an eleven-year-old Hermione Granger tilted her head back as far as she possibly could to get a good look at the starry ceiling above her. ‘It does look real…’ she mused quietly, ‘even though it’s bewitched.’ She continued her perusal of the magnificent dining area, bushy head turning this way and that, not even really paying attention to where she was going. So astounded was she that she didn’t even notice the warning signs, and instead barreled straight into one of the small bodies in front of her.
Cold gray eyes turned to glare at her. “Watch your step, you filth,” the boy snapped.
Hermione glared back as fiercely as she could, but said not a word.
Clearly, their relationship would be a rocky one.
Title: The Importance of Curves
Prompt: #002 Middles
Word Count: 160
Rating: G
Summary: Hermione is conducting a close inspection of something when Draco walks in.
‘Great,’ the young witch thought unhappily. ‘Ginny was right. I’m not that curvy at all.
Hermione Granger was currently quite occupied with the reflection of her bare hips and midriff in the mirror. Chocolate eyes narrowed in annoyance as she (reluctantly) admitted to herself that yes, her curves were few. Feeling rather dejected, she sighed and turned around to inspect her right side.
'Same dilemma here apparently.'
“Perhaps some stretching would help your unfortunate figure, Granger.”
She turned abruptly, startled and irritated as she stared into the smirking face of her roommate. Her eyes narrowed further. Just her luck that Malfoy had to catch her in a state of insecurity, and even luckier that their head positions compelled them to share dorm rooms as well.
“No one asked your opinion, you snarky prat.”
With a huff, she straightened her clothes and brushed past him, doing her best to restrain herself from slapping that annoyingly knowing smirk off his face.
Title: How It Ends
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger
Prompt: #003 Ends
Word Count: 162
Rating: G
Summary: How did it come to this…
His tears flowed down his cheeks as he cradled her rapidly cooling body in his arms. Her small smile seemed frozen in place as she blinked slowly up at him, trying to get him into focus. Blood was flooding around her, soaking his clothes with warmth. Her beautifully pale skin was paling even faster still, and the lively sheen of her eyes was dulling.
How did it come to this…
He wept for the future they had planned and lost. He wept for his unborn child, who would never get its first glimpse of the world. He wept for her family and friends, who would never be graced with her sweet smile again. He wept for himself, for nothing would ever fill the gaping hole in his heart. But he wept for his dying love most of all.
Her lips parted, and his name tumbled from them one last time. Glassy eyes closed. Heavy body sagged.
This was it.
She was gone.
Title: First Glance
Prompt: #001 Beginnings
Word Count: 146
Rating: G
Summary: Hermione marvels at the wonder that is Hogwarts, and gets her very first glimpse of Draco Malfoy.
Bright brown eyes gazed in astonishment as the first-years were herded into the Great Hall for the very first time, and an eleven-year-old Hermione Granger tilted her head back as far as she possibly could to get a good look at the starry ceiling above her. ‘It does look real…’ she mused quietly, ‘even though it’s bewitched.’ She continued her perusal of the magnificent dining area, bushy head turning this way and that, not even really paying attention to where she was going. So astounded was she that she didn’t even notice the warning signs, and instead barreled straight into one of the small bodies in front of her.
Cold gray eyes turned to glare at her. “Watch your step, you filth,” the boy snapped.
Hermione glared back as fiercely as she could, but said not a word.
Clearly, their relationship would be a rocky one.
Title: The Importance of Curves
Prompt: #002 Middles
Word Count: 160
Rating: G
Summary: Hermione is conducting a close inspection of something when Draco walks in.
‘Great,’ the young witch thought unhappily. ‘Ginny was right. I’m not that curvy at all.
Hermione Granger was currently quite occupied with the reflection of her bare hips and midriff in the mirror. Chocolate eyes narrowed in annoyance as she (reluctantly) admitted to herself that yes, her curves were few. Feeling rather dejected, she sighed and turned around to inspect her right side.
'Same dilemma here apparently.'
“Perhaps some stretching would help your unfortunate figure, Granger.”
She turned abruptly, startled and irritated as she stared into the smirking face of her roommate. Her eyes narrowed further. Just her luck that Malfoy had to catch her in a state of insecurity, and even luckier that their head positions compelled them to share dorm rooms as well.
“No one asked your opinion, you snarky prat.”
With a huff, she straightened her clothes and brushed past him, doing her best to restrain herself from slapping that annoyingly knowing smirk off his face.
Title: How It Ends
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger
Prompt: #003 Ends
Word Count: 162
Rating: G
Summary: How did it come to this…
His tears flowed down his cheeks as he cradled her rapidly cooling body in his arms. Her small smile seemed frozen in place as she blinked slowly up at him, trying to get him into focus. Blood was flooding around her, soaking his clothes with warmth. Her beautifully pale skin was paling even faster still, and the lively sheen of her eyes was dulling.
How did it come to this…
He wept for the future they had planned and lost. He wept for his unborn child, who would never get its first glimpse of the world. He wept for her family and friends, who would never be graced with her sweet smile again. He wept for himself, for nothing would ever fill the gaping hole in his heart. But he wept for his dying love most of all.
Her lips parted, and his name tumbled from them one last time. Glassy eyes closed. Heavy body sagged.
This was it.
She was gone.