I OWN NOTHING! THIS WHOLE UNIVERSE AND ALL THE CHARACTERS BELONG TO J. K. ROWLING!
Hey everybody. i have had an obsession with Draco/Hermione for a few years now. I love reading the fan-fiction stories on Wattpad, and now I have started one myself. I hope you guys like it! :) the first chapters will be strictly from Hermione's P.O.V. and it will be a little background on the secret friendship that was between Draco and Hermione when they were younger. Please be patient with me, this is my first fan-fiction story, but I know where I want it to go! :)
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Chapter 1 - First year
I woke up early that morning. That life-changing morning. The sun was already shining bright through my window. I opened my eyes and looked around in my room. My outfit for today lay neatly on the chair by my desk; books were spread all over the desk… and the floor. I smiled to myself, and got up. I started to get changed when I heard my mother yell from downstairs.
“Hermione dear! Are you up?” I yelled my “yes”, and ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. When I entered the kitchen an unusual sight met me. My parents were sitting down looking at an envelope. I had to cough loudly before they looked up. I couldn’t recognize the looks in their eyes; it was like a mix between pride, confusion and something I had never seen before.
“What is that?” I asked curiously, my parents looked at each other, then at the envelope, and at last, the looked at me. My father got up, and handed me the letter. It had my full name and address in front. I flipped it over and eagerly opened it. Two pieces of parchment was placed within the envelope. I pulled them out and began to read.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Hermione Jean Granger,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
I looked up from the letter and towards my parents. They looked concerned, and frightened.
“I’m a witch.” I whispered, my mother gasped and my father took the letter from me. I looked at the other piece of paper; it was a list over school supplies and other things I might need at this new school. It was crazy… a witch! I didn’t even know magic existed! I couldn’t believe it.
Well, before I knew it, my parents and I were going to Diagon Alley so I could get my new school stuff. The place was crazy, wizards and witches were all over the place, objects were flying through the air and I even saw a little kid flying around on a miniature broom.
The first place we went was Gringotts wizarding bank. Imagine being an eleven-year-old girl, who has never heard about magic before, and then meeting those goblins… yeah. They’re creepy; I was freaking out the whole time. But anyways, we got some of our money exchanged into galleons, sickles and knuts. We didn’t have that much time in Diagon Alley, so while my parents went to Flourish and Blotts to buy my schoolbooks, I went to Madam Malkin’s Robes for All Occasions to get my new school robes.
When I got there, Madam Malkin herself brought me into a little room in the back. She whipped her wand and several tape measures were flying around me, measuring every part of my body. While that happened, Madam Malkin brought another boy into the room. He had pale skin and almost white hair. His eyes were a clear grey colour, and his face was a little round. He looked rather friendly. He smiled shyly at me as he stood next to me with the tape measures flying around him.
“Hello. I’m Hermione.” I said while reaching out my hand towards the boy. He took it and studied me carefully.
“I’m Draco.” He said, “First year?” he then continued, I nodded, “Me too. But I can’t wait. My parents have told me so much about it!” he said excitedly, I smiled at him.
“Really?” I asked, I wished I knew something about the school, the boy, Draco, nodded eagerly.
“Yeah!” He said, “I hope I’m getting sorted into Slytherin. My whole family has been in that house for generations.” He continued, “Do you know which house you’ll be sorted in?”
“Uhm. No, I don’t.” I said as Madam Malkin came back into the room with my robes in a bag.
“Well, I hope to see you again soon. Maybe on the train?” Draco asked and smiled.
“Sure. I'll see you on the train!” I said before I left the room.
On my way out of the store I ran into another boy. This one had black, incredibly messy hair, and green eyes.
“Sorry!” He muttered, I could tell he was bewildered. He was probably new to this whole world as well.
“That’s okay.” I said, and left to go find my parents.
When I found them we went to Ollivanders Wand Shop, so I could get my wand. I had to try several wands before one of them finally chose me. 10¾" vinewood, and with a dragon heartstringcore. It was so cool! I tried talking my parents into giving me an owl, but they wouldn’t hear of it. I got the last school supplies, and we left Diagon Alley.
Only one week later I was sitting on the Hogwarts Express with Draco Malfoy, we had the compartment to ourselves.
“So, which house do you hope to be put in?” he asked curiously. I shrugged.
“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe Ravenclaw? I heard that’s where most of the really clever kids go!” I said and smiled to myself. I may be a little proud of myself, I do consider myself clever, and I have always gotten good grades. Draco snorted when I said Ravenclaw and I looked at him.
“Rawenclaw is for losers. You should come to Slytherin, that’s where I’m going to be.” He said.
“I thought no one knew where they were going to be sorted?” I said, confused. I had read so much about the school. I must have read Hogwarts: A History at least three times! I knew it by heart!
“They don’t. But my whole family has been in Slytherin for generations. So I’m pretty sure to be put there as well.” He said.
“But aren’t all people from Slytherin considered bad or evil?” I couldn’t help but ask. Draco laughed at my question.
“Maybe. But do you really think I’m bad?” he said. I tried to put on my most serious facial expression and studied him very closely.
“I don’t know yet. I'll get back to you on that one.” I said and winked at him, he laughed and we continued talking. At one point a chubby little boy interrupted us, his name was Neville, he had apparently lost his toad. Yuck, who would keep a toad as a pet? Oh well, we hadn’t seen it, so he left again. We started to change into our school robes. After a while I had to go to the bathroom, I met Neville again and I decided to help him look for his toad. So I started asking people if they had seen it. Because of this decision I met Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. After the meeting I quickly went back to the compartment where Draco was sitting, he had his eyes deeply focused on a book and didn’t notice me coming in again. I had to clear my throat a few times before he even looked up. When he saw it was me he put down the book again.
“Why did it take so long? I thought you were just going to the bathroom.” He asked with a curious grin spreading on his face, I was really starting to like this boy. He was being very kind to me.
“Well, I met a few other kids. Have you heard of Harry Potter? Well, of course you have. I mean, did you know he was coming to Hogwarts this year?” I blurted quite quickly, Draco’s expression changed dramatically.
“Yeah, I’ve heard some rumours about it. I didn’t think it was true though.” He muttered, I noticed the tone Draco had while saying this. He sounded annoyed, mad and jealous even.
“What’s wrong Draco?” I asked, but he waved me off and smiled at me.
“I really do hope you’ll be put in Slytherin though.” He said changing the subject and going back to our earlier conversation.
When the train stopped, Draco said something about him needing to find some of his friends before they got to the castle, and then ran off with a wave. I got out of the train pretty quickly myself only to be shocked when I ran smack into a huge man.
“Firs’-years! Firs’-years over here!” He yelled quite loud, and reluctantly all the first year Hogwarts students made their way towards him. I noticed Harry Potter giving him a quick hug before introducing his redheaded friend.
“Ron, this is Hagrid. Hagrid, this is my new friend Ron.” I heard Harry say, before we all started walking. But we were going a different way than all of the other students, I was about to ask one of the other kids why, but then I remembered reading about it in Hogwarts: A History. The first years were supposed to sail in small boats across the Black Lake. I was put in a boat with that Neville boy, a pair of twin girls and a boy with a thick Irish accent. The sight of Hogwarts with magnificent, it was the most beautiful place I had ever seen. It was a huge castle, and it stood out in contrast to the dark evening with all the lights streaming out of its windows. I really hoped I wasn’t the only one with my mouth hanging open.
When we got into the castle we were asked to wait outside a huge pair of wooden doors by an old lady with a witches hat on. While standing there I got my first glimpse of the many ghosts who roamed the halls of the school, but shortly after the old lady came back and brought us into the beautiful great hall. I couldn’t help but gasp; it was amazing! At least a hundred candles were flying around the room and the ceiling was more than I had ever expected. The girl next to me looked so confused at the sighting of the room.
“It's bewitched to look like the sky outside. I read about it in Hogwarts: A History.” I whispered to her. When we were standing up in front of the huge table at the end of the great hall, the lady from before put a chair with an old wizards hat on it in front of us. Everyone had quieted down as the hat began to sing.
When it was done the lady began talking. We were supposed to go up to the chair, and sit down with the hat on our heads and then the hat would sort us in the appropriate house. The sorting started out with the lady yelling “Abbot, Hannah!” the scared looking girl beside me started walking towards the chair. She sat down and put then hat on her head. Shortly after the hat yelled out: “HUFFLEPUFF.” And the girl went down to the table of her cheering housemates. People kept being called up, and at one point Draco caught my eyes and he winked at me mouthing the word ‘Slytherin’ and then smiled approvingly when my own name was called. I stumbled a little going up the few steps and then sat down with the hat on my head.
“Hmm… lots of wit I see, you’re a smart girl. You’d fit into Ravenclaw. But I see that you have a lot of the Gryffindor bravery as well.” A voice said in my ear and I had to bite my lower lip so I wouldn’t scream and embarrass myself, “Better be… GRYFFINDOR!” the hat yelled out loud. I took it off and started walking towards the Gryffindor table as the first sorted student so far. I was greeted by a lot of people and I sat down to watch the rest of the ceremony. My heart sank when Draco was put into Slytherin. He was my only friend.
As the year went by I grew close to Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. Though they always seemed to get into trouble, I became friends with them. The redhead seemed to take a dislike to me at first though because I was a know-it-all, and I must say I didn’t particularly like him either, but after he saved my life we forgot about that. I still saw Draco a lot. Mostly in secret, outside of classes and when none of his Slytherin friends could him hanging out with a Gryffindor. I noticed he was getting pretty jealous of all the attention Harry got, and he was very keen on winning the house cup. So I didn’t see him much towards the end of the year, but that didn’t matter to me. I had my own business with Harry and Ron. Ron and I basically helped Harry defeat the greatest wizard of all times, well except for Dumbledore, and that got Gryffindor a lot of points. So we ended up winning the House Cup, and Draco didn’t take that well. ‘He’s a bad loser’ I told myself when Draco avoided speaking to me the rest of the school year. He didn’t even come to sit by me in the train on our way home.
When we arrived at Platform 9¾ my parents were waiting for me. I looked for Draco on the platform and saw him looking for me as well. We got eye contact and he smiled apologetically and waved quickly at me before his mother engulfed him en a big hug. With that sight I left the platform with my parents.
(A/N: So this was Hermione's first year at Hogwarts. I know it ended pretty quick, but this story is not all about how they met. I just need to get these first years out, before the story can really start.)