Title: Falling for you
Author: Evie DuGrey
Rating: PG-13 just for safety incase I wanna use it later
Paring: Draco/Hermione, Harry/Cho, Ron/Lavender
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Harry Potter except for this story and all my Tom Felton Posters (god he's hot)
AN: I know it's a really short chapter, but they'll get bigger as I go on but if you don't review, they'll be no more!! Now, enough with my babblings, on with the story.
Chapter One: The Dream
It was another typical night for Hermione and she was having the same old dream: She was walking down the corridors of Hogwarts when a dementor appeared. She made a patronus and it zoomed away, but when he went to look at what her patronus looked like, all she could see was a human figure and they always shone so brightly, that she couldn't make out any features. And every night before the patronus disappeared, it walked up to her and said, in barely a whisper, 'Don't worry, you're safe with me.'
Hermione awoke for the second time that night. Every night she had that dream and she still couldn't understand it. She had looked it up in her copy of Dreams: a dreamer's guide to the stars, but couldn't find anything like it. She'd even asked her best friend, Cho Chang's advice, but she had no idea what it meant either.
She turned on the light and looked at her calendar. It was September the first. Today was the day she would be heading back to Hogwarts on the Hogwarts Express.
She thought about her previous year at Hogwarts. Harry and Cho had finally got together, with a little help from Ron and Hermione. Hermione had become quite close to Cho because Cho had been spending so much time with Harry anyway. Ron had worked up the courage to ask out Lavender, at the beginning of the year, and they had been going out ever since. That just left Hermione. Still single.
She got out of bed and walked over to her trunk. She started to unpack and repack her things because she knew she wouldn't get back to sleep now. She was too awake. She stopped unpacking her things, when she got to her 'Head Girl' badge. It was a beautiful turquoise color with 'Head Girl' written in silver. She stared at it for a while and thought. She wondered who Head Boy was. With a bit of luck, maybe Harry or Ron had got it. She still hadn't told them about it yet. She just figured they had too much on their minds, what with Cho leaving Hogwarts and Ron's dad becoming the new Minister of Magic and all. *I'll tell them tomorrow*, she thought. Maybe they know who got head boy.
She finished repacking her things and walked over to her mirror. She smiled as she remembered the fun she and Cho had had giving Hermione a makeover for her birthday. Her once thick, bushy hair was now straight and sleek and cut just below her shoulders. Cho had given Hermione a make-up kit and she had just perfected the way to put it on; natural, but pretty. She hadn't told the boys about that either.
She walked back over to her bed and picked up her book; Hogwarts: a history, volume 2 and began to read and think about the coming day.
A/N: Love it? Hate it? Want more? Want me to die a firey death? Actually no, don't answer the last one. But I'll tell you what you can do! You can visit that little blue button that says review because it's lonely, and I need reviews! Please.
Author: Evie DuGrey
Rating: PG-13 just for safety incase I wanna use it later
Paring: Draco/Hermione, Harry/Cho, Ron/Lavender
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Harry Potter except for this story and all my Tom Felton Posters (god he's hot)
AN: I know it's a really short chapter, but they'll get bigger as I go on but if you don't review, they'll be no more!! Now, enough with my babblings, on with the story.
Chapter One: The Dream
It was another typical night for Hermione and she was having the same old dream: She was walking down the corridors of Hogwarts when a dementor appeared. She made a patronus and it zoomed away, but when he went to look at what her patronus looked like, all she could see was a human figure and they always shone so brightly, that she couldn't make out any features. And every night before the patronus disappeared, it walked up to her and said, in barely a whisper, 'Don't worry, you're safe with me.'
Hermione awoke for the second time that night. Every night she had that dream and she still couldn't understand it. She had looked it up in her copy of Dreams: a dreamer's guide to the stars, but couldn't find anything like it. She'd even asked her best friend, Cho Chang's advice, but she had no idea what it meant either.
She turned on the light and looked at her calendar. It was September the first. Today was the day she would be heading back to Hogwarts on the Hogwarts Express.
She thought about her previous year at Hogwarts. Harry and Cho had finally got together, with a little help from Ron and Hermione. Hermione had become quite close to Cho because Cho had been spending so much time with Harry anyway. Ron had worked up the courage to ask out Lavender, at the beginning of the year, and they had been going out ever since. That just left Hermione. Still single.
She got out of bed and walked over to her trunk. She started to unpack and repack her things because she knew she wouldn't get back to sleep now. She was too awake. She stopped unpacking her things, when she got to her 'Head Girl' badge. It was a beautiful turquoise color with 'Head Girl' written in silver. She stared at it for a while and thought. She wondered who Head Boy was. With a bit of luck, maybe Harry or Ron had got it. She still hadn't told them about it yet. She just figured they had too much on their minds, what with Cho leaving Hogwarts and Ron's dad becoming the new Minister of Magic and all. *I'll tell them tomorrow*, she thought. Maybe they know who got head boy.
She finished repacking her things and walked over to her mirror. She smiled as she remembered the fun she and Cho had had giving Hermione a makeover for her birthday. Her once thick, bushy hair was now straight and sleek and cut just below her shoulders. Cho had given Hermione a make-up kit and she had just perfected the way to put it on; natural, but pretty. She hadn't told the boys about that either.
She walked back over to her bed and picked up her book; Hogwarts: a history, volume 2 and began to read and think about the coming day.
A/N: Love it? Hate it? Want more? Want me to die a firey death? Actually no, don't answer the last one. But I'll tell you what you can do! You can visit that little blue button that says review because it's lonely, and I need reviews! Please.