Fic: When I Look At You (Draco/Hermione)
Title: When I Look At You
Chapter: 1
Author: Natalyyyaa
Category: Harry Potter
Pairing: Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger
Genres: Romance, Humor, Drama, Suspense, Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: Post War
Rating: PG-13 [For Now]
Summary: Draco Malfoy&Hermione Granger. What would happen if Draco was on his way to Azkaban and he had to leave the love of his live clueless to the situation he is in behind. Set during the 7th year after the war. (in my story all of the battle happened in the 6th year)
"Everybody needs inspiration
Everybody needs a song
A beautiful melody
When the night's so long
Cause there is no guarantee
That this life is easy"
When I Look At You- Miley Cyrus
~Draco Malfoy~
I stare at the girl I see in front of me. Her structured face that seems to be perfect in every way; her chocolate brown eyes that are underneath her lavish black eye lashes; her clear skin that most teenagers dream of having; her splendid white teeth that are covered with natural red lips; on top of her head lays the long brown curls that fall down past her chest. I take my eyes off her head and look at the rest of her body. Her body is no longer in that awkward stage, it has reached its final destination. She has curves in all of the right places and legs of a dancer. She walked into the room with grace and confidence like no other. She looked marvelous.
-Hermione Granger.
She parted her lips to speak but I caught her off before she could say anything.
"A summer sure can change a person." I muttered.
She raised her eyebrow in confusion but dropped it quickly when she understood what I was talking about.
"What are you doing here?" she asked coldly.
"I should be asking you the same." I replied in annoyance.
"I hope you know that this is the head's compartment. I believe your friends are in the other compartment that is at the back of the train." she stopped and looked at me as I took a seat on the couch.
"Why are you even here? Your not going to Hogwarts are you?" she asked wide eyed. I expanded my arms on the top of the couch and relaxed.
-I'm on the Hogwarts train aren't I?
"What do you think?" I said.
"B-but," She started.
"Can you do us both a favor and stop talking? Your voice is quite vexatious." I said.
She glared at me with those brown eyes of hers and to my surprise, she kept quiet.
"That's more like it." I yawned.
I was just about to lay my whole body on the couch but then the compartment door opened and Professor McGonagall walked in.
"Welcome to your last year at Hogwarts." She said with smile.
-Finally.
"Now as you two well know, you're this years Head Girl," she looked at Granger. "and Head Boy." she looked at me.
"W-What! How can this be? Draco Malfoy, Head Boy? This has to be a mistake" Granger exclaimed.
"I'm just as surprised as you are." I muttered under my breath.
"Hermione there is no mistake. Professor Dumbledore choose him." Professor McGonagall replied calmly.
I rolled my eyes of the thought of having Professor Dumbledore back to his traditional position as the headmaster in ghost form. Surely having a ghost as a headmaster is un heard of, but apparently Hogwarts didn't want to have any headmaster other than Professor Dumbledore. Granger shut her mouth and listened to the rest of Professor McGonagall's speech. She spoke about the rules, regulations and duties of a being a head. I was barley listening to her and started to doze off a bit.
"New…rule…. share…. dormitory…"
I completely jerked awake.
"What? Can you please repeat that?" I asked while rubbing my eyes. I glanced at Granger. She was still as stone and pale as snow. Face emotionless.
"Nice of you to come back to us. As I was saying before, you and Hermione will be sharing a dormitory this year. It is a new rule your headmaster assigned."
"Your joking right? Me share a room with a 'mud-blood'? No way in hell am I doing that." I scoffed and crossed my arms.
Granger jerked away from her moment and glared at me.
"I can't share a room with Malfoy! Who knows what he'll do!" She yelled.
I rolled my eyes.
-What can I possibility do with you?
"Enough! If you two are willing to be the first ones to have house points taken away then so be it, if not then I insist you to give it a rest."
We both kept quiet.
"Thank you. What I said is final, I can't do anything about that. That dormitory is only used for the Heads. Not even a prefect can go in it. It's a big honor and I don't want you two to take advantage of it. The password is 'forbidden lily'." And with that, she got off from the couch and walked towards the door. She glanced back at us, sighed, and then she left. Silence filled the compartment. Neither of us said a word.
-Me sharing a room with her? What the fuck.
I tilted my head back and it hit the wall behind it. I didn't move, I just let the pain sink in and felt the blood pool in my head. After a while, I couldn't bare anymore of this silence. I got off from the couch and walked towards the door.
"Where are you going?"
I turned around and saw Granger look up at me.
"Away from you." I said and left.
~Hermione Granger~
A few moments earlier:
I look out the window and see all of the parents wave goodbye to their children that are boarding the train. I take in the last moment I will be seeing that from the inside of the Hogwarts Express. I felt a hand lightly touch my shoulder.
"Hermione are you okay?" asked Harry.
I snapped out of my daze and smiled.
"Sure am. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Maybe because of the look on your face a few seconds ago." Ron said.
I looked at my two best friends. They look the same as they always have. The only thing that you might consider different is their bodies. Let's just say, these two have been working out a lot lately.
I laughed.
"I'm fine. Really"
Harry and Ron just shrugged their shoulders.
"So, we have made it through six years of blood, sweat and tears. No more Lord Voldemort to worry about. Tell me, how does it feel knowing that this year it's going to be different. We will actually have a normal school year." Ron said.
I looked at Harry for his response.
"Hmm. It feels damn good." He replied delightfully.
Ron faced me.
"Well Ron, I'm sorry to burst your bubble but this year still wont be normal." I said.
"How so?"
"Well firstly, Dumbledore is back, as a ghost. Secondly this is our last year which means we will be having a lot of tests and activities scheduled for us, thirdly.."
"And thirdly, Hermione is going to be this years Head Girl." Harry finished.
I blushed.
-That was not what I was going to say but okay.
Ron and Harry started to applaud for me. I felt my cheeks burn up more.
"I can't wait to visit Dumbledore again." Harry said after the clapping ended.
"Can I come with you? I want to ask him some questions." Ron said.
"Like?" Harry asked.
"I always wanted to ask how it feel to be a ghost." Ron said.
I slapped him behind his head.
-Idiot. Does he have any feelings?
"What? " Ron yelled.
"Ron when you die, I will find you so I can ask you how it feels to be dead." I replied.
"Touché" mumbled Ron.
All of us started to laugh again. Suddenly Luna Lovegood opens the door and sticks her head in.
"Hi everybody!" Luna says.
"Hello Luna" we all reply at the same time.
"Hermione, Professor McGonagall told me to tell you to start making your way to the front of the train to the Heads compartment."
I grab my bag and wave bye to Harry and Ron as they wave back. I started to follow Luna to the front of the train. While walking I take some time to examine the other students, they where all happy and talking among their friends. We stop in front of the compartment door with a sign that says 'Heads Only'. Luna gives me a hug and wishes me luck. I take in a deep breath and open the door. I enter the compartment and right in front of me stood a boy. He has pale blonde hair that looks quite messy, his eye's are cold gray, face looks like he hasn't slept in 2 days, his skin is pale as if he hasn't been out in the sunlight at all, tie hung low, his white button shirt was half tucked in on one side while the other side was out and his expression was cold and indifferent. I looked down on one of his arms and right there was the Dark Mark. Despite all of the flaws, he looked extremely attractive. The boy that was standing in front of me was the one and only Draco Malfoy.
~Draco Malfoy~
I stare at the Hogwarts train in front of me.
-Another year of plain torture awaits me.
I made my way to the entrance and as I was walking I felt people staring at me. Not only that but I heard whispers.
"He can't hurt us anymore. Since He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is no longer alive, he's weak." said some 1st year behind me. I whipped around, wand poised at the ready as my chest heaving, eyes crackling with anger as I plastered the most menacing sneer perfected during the reign of the Dark Lord and wanted to thoroughly throttle the insolent First Year.
-Weak. Who the hell dares call a Malfoy weak?
"You think I'm weak now?" I said yelling at the word 'weak'.
It was then I noticed that the little shit didn't even have the courtesy to flinch. What the fuck? The rage I felt was barely contained and I swore to Merlin that I would be sent to Azkaban momentarily if he did. Not. Get. The. Fuck. Out. Of. My. Sight. NOW! It may have been the vein popping on my forehead or the fact that my eyes were cold as ice that caused the blighter to second-guess himself for it was another beat and the shit was on his way. Steadying my nerves I pulled at the hem of my jumper and closed my eyes in silent prayer. Welcome to fucking Hogwarts Draco Malfoy.
I jolt my head to get rid of the flashback of me this morning.
I looked back at the door and stared at the sign that said 'Heads Only'.
-Seriously?
I walk down the pathway of the train and then a blur of black hair flushed my face.
I felt her hands wrap around my waist. I realized that it was Pansy hugging me.
"You're here!" she shrieked. I untied her hands from my back and yanked her off of me.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Saying it meaner than I intended to. I saw hurt in her brown eyes and almost felt sorry for her.
"Hey."
Blaise walked up to me with Goyle.
"Blaise. Goyle."
"Draco."
The four of us stared at each other awkwardly.
"I saved a compartment for us." Pansy said after the long silence. We walked into a empty compartment and sat down. None of us said a word.
"Okay please someone talk." Said pansy.
"What's there to talk about? There's no point of saying anything about the dark lord since he's dead. This year is going to be boring and we all know it." Replied Blaise.
"And not to mention Crabbe is dead too." Murmured Goyle.
"Only if we do nothing. This is the last year. Let's make something out of it." Said Pansy, while looking at me the whole time.
"I got an idea why don't we fool around with some of the younger kids," said Goyle with a smile on his face.
"That will be more entertaining than just sitting here. I'm in."
Blaise and Goyle left the compartment and I could already here them tormenting a 1st year.
"Are you coming Draco?" Pansy said while standing in the doorway. I turned to her and saw her pleading brown eyes.
"Go without me. I have something I have to do." I replied. Pansy gave a concerned look and left. I looked out of the window and stared at the moving landscapes. After moments of doing nothing I returned to the heads compartment.
I open the door and see Granger putting on her Gryffindor robe. She didn't shriek, she didn't even move. She looked right into my eyes.
"Sorry but you came to late. No show for you." she sneered while fixing her robe.
I watched her put her muggle clothes in her bag and sit down on the couch. I walked back into my side of the room and sat down on the couch. I stretched my body out onto the couch and closed my eyes. Darkness was all I saw.
"How is it possible for you to be Head Boy?" I heard her even through the darkness and had to take in a deep breath before opening my eyes slowly. I'd asked myself the same question. How the hell would I know what the old coot was thinking? Why the hell should I care? I was beginning to get annoyed. She was sitting across from me now, cross-legged on the couch with a book in her lap as though it were permanently attached.
"I don't know and I don't care. I'm just happy that I get to have a dormitory from the rest of the school and to order students around," I drawled lazily, suddenly too exhausted to care about why Hermione Granger was a busy body know-it-all with nothing better to do than ask questions to which I couldn't possibly know the answers, "Now if you excuse me, I would like to return to my dream of darkness."
I don't know how much time had passed. It could have been two minutes or it could have been an hour, but I felt this presence burning a hole into my forehead. In my half dream state I almost thought it was the Dark Mark on my arm burning, but dismissed it when my eyes opened wide to see Granger looking at me with a grin that could rival the Cheshire cat.
"Drool much?" I smirked, wanting to get a rise out of her for disrupting my beauty sleep.
She quickly snapped out of it and returned to her reading. After a few attempts of trying to fall asleep, I gave up. Instead I stared at Granger's eyes moving rapidly from left to right on the page of her book. She was too oblivious to notice me doing so. I don't know how she survived the war being so bloody oblivious. Still, I couldn't help but look at her. Her now smooth hair fall down past her chest, her face set in concentration, and her body stiff as a board there was something...I couldn't put my mind to it because it was the last thing consciously thought before darkness finally pulled me back again.
Chapter: 1
Author: Natalyyyaa
Category: Harry Potter
Pairing: Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger
Genres: Romance, Humor, Drama, Suspense, Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: Post War
Rating: PG-13 [For Now]
Summary: Draco Malfoy&Hermione Granger. What would happen if Draco was on his way to Azkaban and he had to leave the love of his live clueless to the situation he is in behind. Set during the 7th year after the war. (in my story all of the battle happened in the 6th year)
"Everybody needs inspiration
Everybody needs a song
A beautiful melody
When the night's so long
Cause there is no guarantee
That this life is easy"
When I Look At You- Miley Cyrus
~Draco Malfoy~
I stare at the girl I see in front of me. Her structured face that seems to be perfect in every way; her chocolate brown eyes that are underneath her lavish black eye lashes; her clear skin that most teenagers dream of having; her splendid white teeth that are covered with natural red lips; on top of her head lays the long brown curls that fall down past her chest. I take my eyes off her head and look at the rest of her body. Her body is no longer in that awkward stage, it has reached its final destination. She has curves in all of the right places and legs of a dancer. She walked into the room with grace and confidence like no other. She looked marvelous.
-Hermione Granger.
She parted her lips to speak but I caught her off before she could say anything.
"A summer sure can change a person." I muttered.
She raised her eyebrow in confusion but dropped it quickly when she understood what I was talking about.
"What are you doing here?" she asked coldly.
"I should be asking you the same." I replied in annoyance.
"I hope you know that this is the head's compartment. I believe your friends are in the other compartment that is at the back of the train." she stopped and looked at me as I took a seat on the couch.
"Why are you even here? Your not going to Hogwarts are you?" she asked wide eyed. I expanded my arms on the top of the couch and relaxed.
-I'm on the Hogwarts train aren't I?
"What do you think?" I said.
"B-but," She started.
"Can you do us both a favor and stop talking? Your voice is quite vexatious." I said.
She glared at me with those brown eyes of hers and to my surprise, she kept quiet.
"That's more like it." I yawned.
I was just about to lay my whole body on the couch but then the compartment door opened and Professor McGonagall walked in.
"Welcome to your last year at Hogwarts." She said with smile.
-Finally.
"Now as you two well know, you're this years Head Girl," she looked at Granger. "and Head Boy." she looked at me.
"W-What! How can this be? Draco Malfoy, Head Boy? This has to be a mistake" Granger exclaimed.
"I'm just as surprised as you are." I muttered under my breath.
"Hermione there is no mistake. Professor Dumbledore choose him." Professor McGonagall replied calmly.
I rolled my eyes of the thought of having Professor Dumbledore back to his traditional position as the headmaster in ghost form. Surely having a ghost as a headmaster is un heard of, but apparently Hogwarts didn't want to have any headmaster other than Professor Dumbledore. Granger shut her mouth and listened to the rest of Professor McGonagall's speech. She spoke about the rules, regulations and duties of a being a head. I was barley listening to her and started to doze off a bit.
"New…rule…. share…. dormitory…"
I completely jerked awake.
"What? Can you please repeat that?" I asked while rubbing my eyes. I glanced at Granger. She was still as stone and pale as snow. Face emotionless.
"Nice of you to come back to us. As I was saying before, you and Hermione will be sharing a dormitory this year. It is a new rule your headmaster assigned."
"Your joking right? Me share a room with a 'mud-blood'? No way in hell am I doing that." I scoffed and crossed my arms.
Granger jerked away from her moment and glared at me.
"I can't share a room with Malfoy! Who knows what he'll do!" She yelled.
I rolled my eyes.
-What can I possibility do with you?
"Enough! If you two are willing to be the first ones to have house points taken away then so be it, if not then I insist you to give it a rest."
We both kept quiet.
"Thank you. What I said is final, I can't do anything about that. That dormitory is only used for the Heads. Not even a prefect can go in it. It's a big honor and I don't want you two to take advantage of it. The password is 'forbidden lily'." And with that, she got off from the couch and walked towards the door. She glanced back at us, sighed, and then she left. Silence filled the compartment. Neither of us said a word.
-Me sharing a room with her? What the fuck.
I tilted my head back and it hit the wall behind it. I didn't move, I just let the pain sink in and felt the blood pool in my head. After a while, I couldn't bare anymore of this silence. I got off from the couch and walked towards the door.
"Where are you going?"
I turned around and saw Granger look up at me.
"Away from you." I said and left.
~Hermione Granger~
A few moments earlier:
I look out the window and see all of the parents wave goodbye to their children that are boarding the train. I take in the last moment I will be seeing that from the inside of the Hogwarts Express. I felt a hand lightly touch my shoulder.
"Hermione are you okay?" asked Harry.
I snapped out of my daze and smiled.
"Sure am. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Maybe because of the look on your face a few seconds ago." Ron said.
I looked at my two best friends. They look the same as they always have. The only thing that you might consider different is their bodies. Let's just say, these two have been working out a lot lately.
I laughed.
"I'm fine. Really"
Harry and Ron just shrugged their shoulders.
"So, we have made it through six years of blood, sweat and tears. No more Lord Voldemort to worry about. Tell me, how does it feel knowing that this year it's going to be different. We will actually have a normal school year." Ron said.
I looked at Harry for his response.
"Hmm. It feels damn good." He replied delightfully.
Ron faced me.
"Well Ron, I'm sorry to burst your bubble but this year still wont be normal." I said.
"How so?"
"Well firstly, Dumbledore is back, as a ghost. Secondly this is our last year which means we will be having a lot of tests and activities scheduled for us, thirdly.."
"And thirdly, Hermione is going to be this years Head Girl." Harry finished.
I blushed.
-That was not what I was going to say but okay.
Ron and Harry started to applaud for me. I felt my cheeks burn up more.
"I can't wait to visit Dumbledore again." Harry said after the clapping ended.
"Can I come with you? I want to ask him some questions." Ron said.
"Like?" Harry asked.
"I always wanted to ask how it feel to be a ghost." Ron said.
I slapped him behind his head.
-Idiot. Does he have any feelings?
"What? " Ron yelled.
"Ron when you die, I will find you so I can ask you how it feels to be dead." I replied.
"Touché" mumbled Ron.
All of us started to laugh again. Suddenly Luna Lovegood opens the door and sticks her head in.
"Hi everybody!" Luna says.
"Hello Luna" we all reply at the same time.
"Hermione, Professor McGonagall told me to tell you to start making your way to the front of the train to the Heads compartment."
I grab my bag and wave bye to Harry and Ron as they wave back. I started to follow Luna to the front of the train. While walking I take some time to examine the other students, they where all happy and talking among their friends. We stop in front of the compartment door with a sign that says 'Heads Only'. Luna gives me a hug and wishes me luck. I take in a deep breath and open the door. I enter the compartment and right in front of me stood a boy. He has pale blonde hair that looks quite messy, his eye's are cold gray, face looks like he hasn't slept in 2 days, his skin is pale as if he hasn't been out in the sunlight at all, tie hung low, his white button shirt was half tucked in on one side while the other side was out and his expression was cold and indifferent. I looked down on one of his arms and right there was the Dark Mark. Despite all of the flaws, he looked extremely attractive. The boy that was standing in front of me was the one and only Draco Malfoy.
~Draco Malfoy~
I stare at the Hogwarts train in front of me.
-Another year of plain torture awaits me.
I made my way to the entrance and as I was walking I felt people staring at me. Not only that but I heard whispers.
"He can't hurt us anymore. Since He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is no longer alive, he's weak." said some 1st year behind me. I whipped around, wand poised at the ready as my chest heaving, eyes crackling with anger as I plastered the most menacing sneer perfected during the reign of the Dark Lord and wanted to thoroughly throttle the insolent First Year.
-Weak. Who the hell dares call a Malfoy weak?
"You think I'm weak now?" I said yelling at the word 'weak'.
It was then I noticed that the little shit didn't even have the courtesy to flinch. What the fuck? The rage I felt was barely contained and I swore to Merlin that I would be sent to Azkaban momentarily if he did. Not. Get. The. Fuck. Out. Of. My. Sight. NOW! It may have been the vein popping on my forehead or the fact that my eyes were cold as ice that caused the blighter to second-guess himself for it was another beat and the shit was on his way. Steadying my nerves I pulled at the hem of my jumper and closed my eyes in silent prayer. Welcome to fucking Hogwarts Draco Malfoy.
I jolt my head to get rid of the flashback of me this morning.
I looked back at the door and stared at the sign that said 'Heads Only'.
-Seriously?
I walk down the pathway of the train and then a blur of black hair flushed my face.
I felt her hands wrap around my waist. I realized that it was Pansy hugging me.
"You're here!" she shrieked. I untied her hands from my back and yanked her off of me.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Saying it meaner than I intended to. I saw hurt in her brown eyes and almost felt sorry for her.
"Hey."
Blaise walked up to me with Goyle.
"Blaise. Goyle."
"Draco."
The four of us stared at each other awkwardly.
"I saved a compartment for us." Pansy said after the long silence. We walked into a empty compartment and sat down. None of us said a word.
"Okay please someone talk." Said pansy.
"What's there to talk about? There's no point of saying anything about the dark lord since he's dead. This year is going to be boring and we all know it." Replied Blaise.
"And not to mention Crabbe is dead too." Murmured Goyle.
"Only if we do nothing. This is the last year. Let's make something out of it." Said Pansy, while looking at me the whole time.
"I got an idea why don't we fool around with some of the younger kids," said Goyle with a smile on his face.
"That will be more entertaining than just sitting here. I'm in."
Blaise and Goyle left the compartment and I could already here them tormenting a 1st year.
"Are you coming Draco?" Pansy said while standing in the doorway. I turned to her and saw her pleading brown eyes.
"Go without me. I have something I have to do." I replied. Pansy gave a concerned look and left. I looked out of the window and stared at the moving landscapes. After moments of doing nothing I returned to the heads compartment.
I open the door and see Granger putting on her Gryffindor robe. She didn't shriek, she didn't even move. She looked right into my eyes.
"Sorry but you came to late. No show for you." she sneered while fixing her robe.
I watched her put her muggle clothes in her bag and sit down on the couch. I walked back into my side of the room and sat down on the couch. I stretched my body out onto the couch and closed my eyes. Darkness was all I saw.
"How is it possible for you to be Head Boy?" I heard her even through the darkness and had to take in a deep breath before opening my eyes slowly. I'd asked myself the same question. How the hell would I know what the old coot was thinking? Why the hell should I care? I was beginning to get annoyed. She was sitting across from me now, cross-legged on the couch with a book in her lap as though it were permanently attached.
"I don't know and I don't care. I'm just happy that I get to have a dormitory from the rest of the school and to order students around," I drawled lazily, suddenly too exhausted to care about why Hermione Granger was a busy body know-it-all with nothing better to do than ask questions to which I couldn't possibly know the answers, "Now if you excuse me, I would like to return to my dream of darkness."
I don't know how much time had passed. It could have been two minutes or it could have been an hour, but I felt this presence burning a hole into my forehead. In my half dream state I almost thought it was the Dark Mark on my arm burning, but dismissed it when my eyes opened wide to see Granger looking at me with a grin that could rival the Cheshire cat.
"Drool much?" I smirked, wanting to get a rise out of her for disrupting my beauty sleep.
She quickly snapped out of it and returned to her reading. After a few attempts of trying to fall asleep, I gave up. Instead I stared at Granger's eyes moving rapidly from left to right on the page of her book. She was too oblivious to notice me doing so. I don't know how she survived the war being so bloody oblivious. Still, I couldn't help but look at her. Her now smooth hair fall down past her chest, her face set in concentration, and her body stiff as a board there was something...I couldn't put my mind to it because it was the last thing consciously thought before darkness finally pulled me back again.