Disclaimer: I think these are pointless so I'm only going to put one of
these in here. I don't own Harry Potter, J.K.R. does. I don't even own this
story, I found it on this lonely little site and since the author didn't
want to put it here they said I could. All I've done is make spelling and
grammar changes. So with that said...here goes the story.
A/N: This is my first time posting on here so please be patient with me. If you see something that either I could improve with or change how I'm putting this on here then please tell me. Reviews (positive and negative) and flames (whatever those are) are welcome. Thanks and enjoy the story.
An Unlikely Pair
Chapter One
Hermione stretched as she awoke from her warm bed. She wrapped her robe around herself and made her way to the shower. The steam from the shower made her drowsy and she almost fell asleep until she dropped the bottle of shampoo, which startled her. After she was clean she dried off, put on her jeans and a clean shirt, and sat down at her vanity. Her muggle aunt had sent her some makeup over the summer so she decided to experiment with it. Now she had become a pro at putting it on and it was now part of her daily routine. Once she curled her hair and made herself up, she went downstairs and ate breakfast.
She was home alone this week; her parents were at a dentist convention, so she had to find herself a cab to the Leaky Cauldron, where she would meet Harry and Ron. This was nothing new to her, however. She had become rather independent now that she was 17. So, she called the cab service, tucked her robe in her purse and awaited its arrival outside her house.
After a short cab ride she paid the driver and made her way to the leaky cauldron. She found a table and sat...and sat...and sat some more. This grew tiring so she decided to commence into Diagon Alley alone. It wasn't her fault they were late.
As she walked through the archway, she felt light and heavyhearted all at the same time. She thought of all the fun and excitement this year would bring and... How it would be her last. 'I mustn't think that way.' she mentally reprimanded herself. She reached into her purse to find her school supply list. When she finally found it and took it out, the wind snatched it away. She tried to recover it but the wind was too swift. When she saw it was gone she sat down on a bench gloomily.
"Looking for this?" A deep voice asked her, startling her out of her gloom. She turned around and gasped at the site in front of her.
The boy was tall and had a muscular, toned build. 'He must be a Quiditch player.' she thought to herself. His deep voice was quite firm but also had a tone of gentleness to it. But as Hermione looked to his face she gasped. She saw the blonde hair and gray eyes so deep you could get lost in them. 'He's really quite cute. And yet, he seems so familiar.' She thought. Then it hit her. Those were Draco Malfoy's features. 'EWWWWW... how could I have thought of HIM in that way? He's a MALFOY.' She mentally hit herself. 'Why is he being so nice though? I wonder what the catch is?' She thought to herself.
"Er-thanks." Hermione said in a confused voice. Draco stood there as if waiting for something else. "What?" asked Hermione.
"Nothing." Smirked Draco, "but now that I did something for you, sometime you will have to repay me."
"But all you did was save my school supply list." said Hermione.
"That's what you think." said Draco, "but look what you would have fell into if you had kept chasing your list." He signaled her to follow, and just five steps ahead of them was a deep hole in the road.
"It's the bottomless hole." said Hermione. "I've read about it, you just keep falling and falling."
"Now- you are in debt to me. " Said Draco. This phrase set chills up Hermione's spine.
"Well, what do you want?" asked Hermione.
"Oh- I'm going to save it until the time is right." Draco said as he walked away.
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When Hermione arrived back at home, many questions were going through her head. 'Why had Harry and Ron not been at Diagon Ally?...What was Draco plotting to use her debt for?...Had she finished all her homework for school tomorrow?...WHY was she thinking of Draco as physically attractive?' She just needed some rest to calm her nerves.
That night she had an odd dream; but all she could remember when she woke up was a bunch of chairs and roses everywhere.
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A/N 2: I'm going to wait for at least 5 reviews before posting again. If I don't get any then I'll get the hit that you guys don't like this and I'll delete it. Thanks--Jenn
A/N: This is my first time posting on here so please be patient with me. If you see something that either I could improve with or change how I'm putting this on here then please tell me. Reviews (positive and negative) and flames (whatever those are) are welcome. Thanks and enjoy the story.
An Unlikely Pair
Chapter One
Hermione stretched as she awoke from her warm bed. She wrapped her robe around herself and made her way to the shower. The steam from the shower made her drowsy and she almost fell asleep until she dropped the bottle of shampoo, which startled her. After she was clean she dried off, put on her jeans and a clean shirt, and sat down at her vanity. Her muggle aunt had sent her some makeup over the summer so she decided to experiment with it. Now she had become a pro at putting it on and it was now part of her daily routine. Once she curled her hair and made herself up, she went downstairs and ate breakfast.
She was home alone this week; her parents were at a dentist convention, so she had to find herself a cab to the Leaky Cauldron, where she would meet Harry and Ron. This was nothing new to her, however. She had become rather independent now that she was 17. So, she called the cab service, tucked her robe in her purse and awaited its arrival outside her house.
After a short cab ride she paid the driver and made her way to the leaky cauldron. She found a table and sat...and sat...and sat some more. This grew tiring so she decided to commence into Diagon Alley alone. It wasn't her fault they were late.
As she walked through the archway, she felt light and heavyhearted all at the same time. She thought of all the fun and excitement this year would bring and... How it would be her last. 'I mustn't think that way.' she mentally reprimanded herself. She reached into her purse to find her school supply list. When she finally found it and took it out, the wind snatched it away. She tried to recover it but the wind was too swift. When she saw it was gone she sat down on a bench gloomily.
"Looking for this?" A deep voice asked her, startling her out of her gloom. She turned around and gasped at the site in front of her.
The boy was tall and had a muscular, toned build. 'He must be a Quiditch player.' she thought to herself. His deep voice was quite firm but also had a tone of gentleness to it. But as Hermione looked to his face she gasped. She saw the blonde hair and gray eyes so deep you could get lost in them. 'He's really quite cute. And yet, he seems so familiar.' She thought. Then it hit her. Those were Draco Malfoy's features. 'EWWWWW... how could I have thought of HIM in that way? He's a MALFOY.' She mentally hit herself. 'Why is he being so nice though? I wonder what the catch is?' She thought to herself.
"Er-thanks." Hermione said in a confused voice. Draco stood there as if waiting for something else. "What?" asked Hermione.
"Nothing." Smirked Draco, "but now that I did something for you, sometime you will have to repay me."
"But all you did was save my school supply list." said Hermione.
"That's what you think." said Draco, "but look what you would have fell into if you had kept chasing your list." He signaled her to follow, and just five steps ahead of them was a deep hole in the road.
"It's the bottomless hole." said Hermione. "I've read about it, you just keep falling and falling."
"Now- you are in debt to me. " Said Draco. This phrase set chills up Hermione's spine.
"Well, what do you want?" asked Hermione.
"Oh- I'm going to save it until the time is right." Draco said as he walked away.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
When Hermione arrived back at home, many questions were going through her head. 'Why had Harry and Ron not been at Diagon Ally?...What was Draco plotting to use her debt for?...Had she finished all her homework for school tomorrow?...WHY was she thinking of Draco as physically attractive?' She just needed some rest to calm her nerves.
That night she had an odd dream; but all she could remember when she woke up was a bunch of chairs and roses everywhere.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A/N 2: I'm going to wait for at least 5 reviews before posting again. If I don't get any then I'll get the hit that you guys don't like this and I'll delete it. Thanks--Jenn