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Love and Desire	By : RedDawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 11991 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Draco awoke early and dressed quickly and quietly, hoping to not wake any of his dorm mates. He planned on going up to breakfast early and then get to the library as Professor McGonagall instructed to get his school books.
There were only a handful of students in the Great Hall when Draco entered. He quickly sat at the Slytherin table and helped himself to breakfast. As he reached for a slice of toast, an owl swooped down and delivered him his new schedule. He scanned the parchment and his stomach lurched. His first lesson was potions, which Potter and Weasley were sure to be in. Dread filled him, he was hoping it would at least be later this afternoon before he would have to face them. No longer hungry, Draco pushed his plate aside and proceeded to write down a list of books he would need from the library. He glanced over his shoulder at the Gryffindor table to make sure the coast was clear before crossing the hall and heading towards the library.
Draco stuck to the main corridors as he made his way to the library, assuming any older student would be using the secret staircases or shortcuts while navigating the castle. He passed only a few Ravenclaw girls that he did not know, seeing that the halls were still empty since everyone should be at breakfast.
Draco pulled the book list from his bag and proceeded to find the books among the stacks. As he turned the corner to retrieve the book for Ancient Runes, he saw a girl with wavy brown hair standing on tiptoe, reaching for a volume on the top shelf. He figured it wouldn’t hurt to help the girl and stepped up behind her and said, “Here, let me help you with that.”
He plucked the book off the shelf, handing it to the girl, catching a whiff of vanilla as she spun around to face him. “Thank y--- Malfoy!?” The girls face contorted into disgust as the book fell to the ground. Then recognition dawned on Draco.
“Granger?” Draco was dumbstruck. Hermione Granger seemed to have changed a lot since the last time he saw her. Her usually bushy hair was tamed into wavy curls and she was wearing the lightest touch of makeup, which he had only ever seen her wear before at the Yule Ball, nearly four years ago.
“What are you doing here?” Hermione snapped.
“I was trying to get a book but you were in my way,” started Draco.
Hermione narrowed her eyes. “No, I mean what are you doing here? As in Hogwarts?” she demanded.
“Well Granger, if you must know, I suppose I am here doing the same as you. I came back to complete seventh year,” he said coolly. He was trying to be a better person, knowing that his reputation was no longer worth anything, but he wasn’t about to start playing nice with Granger.
Hermione stared at him awestruck, apparently lost for words. He stared into her eyes, something he had never previously done. He had always been cautious to not appear too friendly towards any mudbloods. Now he didn’t care what anyone thought, least of all his father. He no longer sought his father’s approval. Still he knew he wasn’t about to become friends with Granger, but as he looked into her eyes he couldn’t help notice the gold flecks interspersed amongst the chocolate brown. Draco cleared his throat, “I, erm, will just go get the other books I need and come back once you’re gone.” He turned on his heel before she could say anything else and left.
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Hermione stood rooted to the spot, lost in thought. Malfoy was back. Why did he return for seventh year? Surely his mother inherited everything when his father was sent to Azkaban. If he was as rich as he always boasted, then why had he bothered to come back to school? It’s not as if he needed to finish school to get a decent job like the rest of the students who returned. Ha. Malfoy working! Now that was a funny thought. Yet here he was, back at school. He had to be up to something. Hermione snatched up the fallen book, stuffed it in her bag and raced to the Great Hall to tell Ron and Harry what just happened.
Hermione was panting when she got to the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall. Harry, Ron, and Ginny all looked up at her in surprise. “Whas srong ‘ermione,” asked Ron around a mouth of food.
“Malfoy! He’s back. I just ran into him in the library!” gasped Hermione.
“What?!” said the trio in unison.
“Are you sure it was him,” inquired Harry.
“Yes I’m sure! We were face to face Harry. He said he was back for the year. He has got to be up to something. Why would he, of all people come back?” ranted Hermione.
“Why were you in the library Hermione? We haven’t even had one lesson yet,” whined Ron.
“I was obviously getting a book Ronald, but that isn’t the point! I assumed this would be a great year, we would be rid of that snake and his cronies,” groaned Hermione.
“Well,” said Ginny “he was the only seventh year Slytherin last year that was missing from school, so he is bound to be the only one that returned. He won’t have any of his friends with him.”
“That’s not much of a consolation Ginn,” replied Harry. “But I guess there is only one thing we know for sure, we have to find out what he is up to.”
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Draco arrived at Potions early, despite dawdling in the library after running into Hermione. He did not want to risk running into her again. He was taken completely off guard. He did not see her last night in the Great Hall, and assumed she did not return with her friends. He figured he must not have recognized her immediately without her bushy hair. What does it really matter though, he thought. The Golden Trio was back together this year, he expected that to be the case anyway, and it didn’t change anything. Wait, it changed everything. Last night he had hopes that she wouldn’t be around and he could be head of the class. Those hopes were now shattered, but he still had to do his best, Professor McGonagall expected it from him. Besides without his friends or quidditch to distract him, he would have spare time to spend studying. With only a couple minutes until the bell, the classroom began filling up, distracting Draco from his thoughts. Determined not to turn around and see the Trio enter the classroom, Draco focused on the cover of his Potions book, until Professor Slughorn addressed the class.
“Welcome to seventh year Advanced Potions. You are all here because you have thus far maintained the required marks. I will not lie; this year is going to be extremely difficult but I will teach you everything you will need to know to pass your N.E.W.Ts.” said Professor Slughorn. “Today’s lesson will be a refresher, as it has been quite some time since some of you have touched a cauldron. We will be brewing Amortentia, a potion you should all be familiar with. As you know, this particular potion will require you to work in pairs and be sure to choose your partner wisely, as they will be your partner for the remainder of the year.”
Draco turned to the girl who sat beside him, who quickly looked away from him and to another Slytherin girl behind her. The class began to shuffle around, choosing their partners. He turned to look at the rest of the class, waiting for his new partner to come take the now empty stool next to him. There was only one person without a pair; Granger.
“Miss Granger, if you would kindly join Mr. Malfoy up front please,” requested Professor Slughorn.
Hermione looked over at her best friends, as if betrayed, snatched up her bag and walked towards Draco. She dropped her bag onto the floor and noisily dragged her stool to the far corner of the table before plopping down. Hermione looked over at Draco with piercing eyes before reaching into her bag for her textbook.
“The instructions are on the board,” said Professor Slughorn with a wave of his wand. “Please begin promptly, as this potion does take nearly 3 hours to brew. When you are finished, collect a vial and place it on my desk for grading.”
Again, Hermione turned to glare at Draco. “I intend on having top marks in this class and if you do anything to prevent that from happening Malfoy, I will jinx you,” spat Hermione.
“I should say the same to you,” retorted Draco. “I may not like you Granger, but I’m not going to sabotage myself. Now, I’m going to go collect some items from the supply closet and when I get back I assume you will be ready to get to work,” sneered Draco and he sauntered off.
Draco took a deep breath once in the closet, trying to calm his nerves. Why did he have to get paired with Granger? Of all the people, it had to be her. He planned on working extra hard to outshine her for once, but now that he was partnered with her he didn’t stand a chance. Not to mention he now had to suffer through the whole year with a partner that loathed him. Maybe coming back this year was a mistake. No, if he could endure growing up with his father, he could endure one more year at Hogwarts. He took one more deep breath, steeling himself before grabbing the ingredients and walking back into the classroom.
Granger had her supplies on the desk when Draco returned from the supply closet. He unloaded his ingredients onto the desk next to her and turned to look at her. “Look, neither of us want to be here but we need to work together to brew this potion correctly. Let’s just put our feelings aside and get to work, okay?”
Draco looked at her directly in the eyes, again close enough to see the gold flecks in them. He waited for her nasty reply but was surprised when she simply replied, “fine.”
Draco and Hermione worked together, talking as little as possible. The potion was almost complete, only 3 ingredients remained, which needed to be added simultaneously. Draco once again looked over at Hermione. “On the count of three?” he asked.
She looked over at him, finally without a scowl on her face, and nodded. “One. Two.”
“Three,” they said in unison, dumping the ingredients into the potion, which immediately turned a beautiful, shimmering silver. Draco inhaled deeply, wanting to smell the scents that attracted him the most, ensuring the potion was brewed correctly. He immediately smelled old parchment, pine, and… vanilla. Hmm that was new. He used to smell lavender not vanilla. Maybe they had made a mistake. He looked over at Hermione who was also smelling the potion. Her mouth turned up into a slight smile as she closed her eyes. She appeared to be satisfied, perhaps something had changed within him.
Deciding to ignore it, he picked up a vial and filled it with the potion. He put a stopper in it and walked it up to the desk. Turning back to return to his desk, he once again looked over at Hermione and caught her smiling. She looked up as him as he returned, still smiling, and held his gaze for just a moment before turning away to begin cleaning up. She had a nice smile, he thought. Wait what? He thought she had a nice smile? He was beginning to think he was going crazy. First he decided to turn his back on his family and now he thought Granger had a nice smile. Resigned to forget about it, Draco started packing away his things.
“Okay everyone, class ends in 5 minutes. Please make sure you leave a sample of your potion on my desk before you leave. Also be sure to read chapter one of the book for next lesson,” instructed Professor Slughorn.
Draco collected the unused ingredients from the desk and went to return them to the supply closet. He was crouched on the floor, returning a jar to the bottom shelf, when someone entered the closet. He looked up and saw Hermione looking down at him. “You missed this,” she said handing him another jar.
“Erm, thanks,” he mumbled.
“You’re welcome,” muttered Hermione, wringing her hands nervously. “I, erm, wanted to say thank you.”
“For what?”
“For suggesting we put our feelings aside and work together to brew a perfect potion,” Hermione said. “I’m also sorry for assuming you would sabotage it.”
“Well, I’m not so sure it was perfect. It didn’t smell completely right to me. I’m sorry if I made a mistake,” confessed Draco, running a hand through his hair.
“It smelled just right to me. Maybe it is you Malfoy, not the potion.”
“Maybe,” Draco paused. “And please don’t call me Malfoy.”
Hermione looked at him questioningly but just nodded her head and left the closet.
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Hermione was taken aback by Draco’s words. Draco had not only been civil with her all lesson, but he also apologized! He had seemed genuine, but this was Draco; Draco Malfoy. The same Draco Malfoy who called her a mudblood and supported Voldemort. Why was he pretending to play nice now; what was his end game? The bell rung, signaling the end of class. Hermione’s thoughts continued reeling as she left the supply closet to collect her bag.
Harry, Ron, and Ginny were waiting for her by the door. “Geez, I’m really sorry Hermione. I didn’t mean for you to get stuck with Malfoy,” said Ginny guiltily.
“That’s okay Ginny, it really wasn’t that awful,” admitted Hermione.
“Not that awful?” exclaimed Ron. “Malfoy is a nasty little git. Everything about him is awful. I swear if he does anything to you I will curse him.”
“I can take care of myself Ron, trust me he won’t be a problem,” said Hermione, still pondering Malfoy’s behavior. She felt somewhat guilty being short with Ron but she dismissed it as he didn’t seem to notice.
“Let’s just go to lunch,” suggested Harry, putting his arm around Ginny.
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