Draco and Hermione... Can the Boy change? Can She?

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Here is my newest Draco/Hermione, and no one at Emma-Rupert has seen it! I thought you guys should see it first!


The plot is:

Hermione must spend the last three months of her vacation with a Pureblood family (idea from Mad Eye Moody at Emma-Rup boards), and the Malfoys are chosen for her. Harry stays with Ron, and with the Malfoys. A mysterious woman-child stays with the Weasleys as well.

Draco has had 'the great misfortune' to fall in love with Hermione. He loves her, yet will not say, as he is afraid she has not the same feelings. Draco has a sister, one who's name is not spoken in Malfoy Manor. Harry stays for a month and a half, and then Hermione and the young Master Malfoy are left alone to deal with feelings neither knew exsisted.

This story will be long, complicated, and range from 6th year at Hogwarts, until both Hermione and Draco are 25 years. Please, please, tell me what you think. Oh, and it will be told from the POV of either Hermione or Draco. So if you see 'I' or 'me' that is why.


First Point of View: Hermione Granger, 6th year, Gryffindor:

Have you ever thought that you would go insane if you stayed one more day somewhere? I did. Have you ever thought that you would go on hating that one person until the day you died? I did. Have you ever fallen in love with that person? I did. Have you ever lost that person? I did. Have you ever gotten him back? I did. I’m Hermione Malfoy, or I will be. This is my story, starting from my sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, until I turned twenty-five, and my life was turned upside down. But, when it came to being me, nothing was simple…

I was dreaming, and of the most unusual person too. It was Draco Malfoy, and that was the strangest of all. Me? Dreaming of Draco? It was ludicrous! Yet, it seemed so very right. I must be insane. Of course, having friends like Ron Weasley and Harry Potter COULD make you insane.
“ I need water.” I muttered to myself, and slipped on my robe and slippers. I padded downstairs, and put the kettle on to boil. I was sixteen years old, and in the summer before my sixth year at my school. I’d decided on tea. I pulled out all the necessities, and began to wait. It was a silent night, one that calmed my nerves. I brushed back my now short straight/curly hair. It was mostly straight, the ends curled up and out, and sometimes in ringlets. I had changed a lot since my fifth year, and I was happy with the changes. My hair was one, I had started wearing make-up, just some, to help pronounce some of my good features, and I had lightened up on my clothing. Not a lot, but I would wear an occasional tank top.
I was so absorbed in my thoughts, that when my owl, Adam, came flying in, he startled me so much I dropped the cup I was holding, it shattering at my feet.
“ Adam! You scared me!” I whispered, picking up the bigger china shards. He hooted softly, nipped my finger, and offered his leg, which had letters attached.
“ Busy night?” I asked, and took them. One from Harry, Ron, Lupin, and THE MALFOYS? I dropped the other letters on the table, and looked at the one from the Malfoy family. What could they possibly want from me, a Mudblood who constantly beat their son in every class?

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Of course, having friends like Ron Weasley and Harry Potter COULD make you insane.

LOVe that line! Very good start.

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Thank you. Here is more Little Sis!:


“ I’d better get it over with.” I said, and opened the letter. Draco had written it, I could tell, though it was signed, ‘The Malfoy Family.’

Miss Hermione Granger—
Professor Albus Dumbledore has requested that you spend the rest of your summer break, three months, with us. We would be pleased if you would accept. Professor Dumbledore says it is so you may get used to living with a Pureblood family.
The Malfoy Family
“ ‘Used to living with a Pureblood family?’ I stay with Ron all the time!” I said angrily. How could Dumbledore do this to me? I hadn’t done anything wrong, and anyway, why couldn’t I stay with Ron? The kettle began to shriek, just like I wished I could. I HAD TO STAY WITH THE MALFOYS! I opened the joint letter from Harry and Ron:

[shadow=red,left,300]Hermione—
Uh…did you get a letter saying you had to ‘get used to living with a Pureblood family?’ So did I! Dumbledore must be mad! I have to split my time between The Burrow, and Malfoy Manor! What about you? This is so stupid! I have to go to Malfoy Manor tomorrow, and Ron is gonna come, to help make sure Malfoy doesn’t try to curse me as I walk in the bloody door. I’ll let Ron write now.
Harry[/shadow]


[shadow=blue,left,300]Hermione—
Harry told you about the time split, did he? Stupid ain’t it? Where you going? Not to Malfoy’s, I hope? Well, at least Harry gets to come here, you don’t! Why not, I wonder. Dumbledore knows my mum would be glad to take you AND Harry together. Well, I’ll let you go, and hope that I’ll get to see you soon. Oh, Dumbledore is making some new girl stay with Harry and me this year…uh… Vanessa Morgan, I think her name is.
Ron[/shadow]

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Dumbledore is making some what? Tea? Trouble? Potions? Muggle stuff? LOl

Very good Courtney. just take your time.

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I looked at the letter from Lupin, and read it. He said he was going to escort Harry and Ron to Malfoy Manor. I was to arrive by myself, and go on in. They would be late. He told me to be safe, be a good girl, and that he’d see me tomorrow.

I informed my parents, who were ecstatic. They thought it would be a good learning experience. I didn’t, but I said nothing. I packed that morning, and dressed in a long denim skirt, passing my feet, a white tank top, a pink sheer long-sleeved slip cover over that, and a tan jacket OVER that. It was cold, so I was bundling, just not as I should have. I was so nervous that I was sweating. I had done my make up more carefully that I had since I had started wearing it; I wanted desperately to make a good impression. My hair was down, but I had twirled the sides and pinned them together.
“ All right. Here I go.” I said, and I grabbed my two bags, (my dad had packed my other bag, and my trunk for school already), and headed downstairs to where my parents where waiting.
“ Bye Hermione darling. I’ll miss you so much!” My mum cried, and pulled me in for a hug that I gratefully reciprocated.
“ Be a good girl my little Hermi.” My dad hugged me too, and I was sad that I had to leave. I wouldn’t get this type of love at the Malfoy place, I was sure.
“ Bye Mum, Dad.” I said, and I headed down to where the Knight Bus was waiting for me. I stepped up, and sat down.
“ Malfoy Manor, next stop!” the young boy manning the door shouted, and with a POP! we were off.


(Next chapter: Meeting The Malfoys)

[Botan]

I gotta read this! ;D

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Chapter Two: Meeting the Malfoys

I got off the Knight Bus a little shaken, but not hurt. They had magicked my trunks to the steps, and I waved cheerfully as I walked away. I carried my little bags, and I saw my trunks waiting for me on the steps up to the Manor. I set my others down, and knocked. No one came. I knocked again. No one. I knocked a third time. A bellow sounded inside the house.
“ ANSWER THAT d**n DOOR!” I recognised that voice. It was Draco Malfoy. No one answered it. Then I heard scurrying, and a very nervous looking girl answered.
“ H-Hello?” she said, stuttering.
“ Hullo. I am Hermione Granger. I was expected, I hope?” I said, hoping that the letter had not been a joke on Malfoy’s part.
“ Oh yes Miss, you are expected.” She clapped her hands twice, and three men appeared, who immediately grabbed my bags, and took them upstairs. I was left with only myself to look after.
“ CLOSE THAT DOOR!” Draco bellowed again. I looked up to see him, dressed like a Muggle. His eyes were different, they were hot with anger.
“ Y-yes Sir!” the girl said, trembling with fear. It made me mad, that Draco could get away with treating normal people like the crap he stepped in.
“ Ah. Miss Granger.” Draco said, and I looked up to see him staring intently at me, like I was something he had never seen before.
“ Malfoy.” I said, and turned when the door was knocked on again.
“ Answer.” Draco said seemingly not aware that it might be Harry. Did he know that Harry was to stay as well as I?
“ Hullo?” the girl asked, and I was overjoyed to see that is was Lupin, Harry, and Ron that stood there.
“ Hermi!” Harry cried joyously, and ran to pick me up in a hug. He spun me around, and I laughed. He set me down, and I gave him a smacking kiss. I did the same to Ron, who was smiling happily.
“ I was worried where you would be!” Ron said, holding me close to his side.
“ Yea, Dumbledore sent me to stay here, as you noticed.” I said. He had looked up to see Malfoy, who looked positively livid that Potter and Weasley were inside his house.
“ Hermione, I am so glad that you are here!” Harry hugged me again, and it was a pleasing hug, one that I was only too happy to reciprocate.
“ Miss Granger, Ron and I must go now, because we are welcoming Vanessa Morgan into the Weasley household this afternoon.” Lupin nodded at Harry and I, who started saying our good-byes to Ron. Harry shook his hand, gave him a clap on the back, and stood back to let me go. I gave him a hard hug, and there were tears, from me.
“ Oh, Hermione, don’t cry. I promise to visit.” Ron said, and seeing the smirk on Ron’s face, I knew that had made Malfoy positively boiling.
“ I—I’m sorry! I’m just going to m—miss you!” I wailed, hugging him tighter.
“ I’ll watch over her.” Harry said, and I stepped back to wave dejectedly at Ron and Lupin as they left to Apparate to The Burrow. My parents had expressly forbidden me to Apparate until I arrived at school. They were gone, and that left Harry and I…alone in Malfoy Manor with its young Master.

“ So, not only do I have to share space with a Mudblood, but I have to with Potter as well. Aislinn, please show Miss Granger and Mr. Potter to their respective rooms.” Draco said, and turned away, but was stopped by the girl asking,
“ Sir, where should I put the Potter boy?”
“ The room down on the second floor. Miss Granger is in the connecting room to mine. Unfortunately.” He hissed, and stalked away. Harry looked at me, and he finally seemed to register that I looked quite a bit different than last time he saw me.
“ Hermione! Your hair! It’s…wonderful! You look beautiful.” Harry glowed, and I smiled. Harry was such a sweetheart.

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my god, courtney you are so talented...

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Yawn...have already read this...yawn

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lol ;D

[Crookshanks]

OHHH this is getting interesting!

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She is a really good writer, but she won't admit it.

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I KNOW! Your great!

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You should become a perfecinal(sp??) and work with j.k herself!;D

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Very good court!