The Forbidden Fruit

Set in HBP

Hermione

I love him. He was my friend ever since 1st year. That's my secret we were friends. Gryffindor's princess was in love with Slytherin's Prince. Okay so here was how it happened…

Draco

She was my best friend, she understood me. I was myself around her. I loved her. I didn't know if she knew. I wish she did. It would make life so much easier. But my parents would not approve of her. All that blood-status crap, I know I act like such a prat around her, but she understands why I have to…

First year

On the first day of Hogwarts, Hermione was sitting in her compartment, alone and early. She couldn't believe that she had been accepted to Hogwarts. No one in her family had been asked to attend it. She hoped that this would be a chance for her to make friends. When, she attended Muggle School before she came to Hogwarts and the children in her class would make fun of her for being so smart. She was reading a book way beyond her years; Romeo and Juliet. She pushed her brown bushy hair out of her face and pushed it behind her ear. She caught a glimpse of a pale blonde boy looking at her book.

"Are you a muggle-born?" The boy strode in confidently, asked and sat beside her. He was eyeing her book. Hermione just stared into his watery grey eyes. He stared back into her eyes. He smiled and she smiled back. "Hi, my name is Draco. Draco Malfoy." He stretched out his arm and shook Hermione's hand gently.

"Malfoy? Isn't your family one of those people who care about whom they're friends with? I mean what type of blood your friends have." Hermione saw Draco lose his confidence and vulnerability filled his eyes.

"Hermione is it? Please don't judge me. I only act like this to other people because I have to. My family will be ashamed of me if I show them the real me. You think like me being limited to only choosing purebloods as my friends? It's not fun having to act so rude to people who aren't purebloods." Draco couldn't believe it. Here he was telling a girl he just met what he's been trying to tell his parents for years. He expected her to shout and tell him to leave but no. Hermione just stared at him. He looked up and she hugged him. He felt so safe, so warm. He hadn't felt like that in years.

"I know. It's not your fault. You have to obey your parents I understand. So I guess I have to leave then? I don't want you to get into trouble with your parents." As Hermione stood up, Draco grabbed her hand.

"No, don't go, I like you. Friends?" Draco wanted to be friends with her. She was so nice.

Hermione thought for a moment. Then, she sat down and nodded. "So, Draco, what house do you want to be in? I want to be in Gryffindor."

"Oh? I think I'll be in Slytherin. All my family is slytherins. They will kill you though if you're not."

"Oh so I guess it might be harder for us to maintain our friendship." Hermione looked disappointed. She thought for a second that she had actually made a friend.

"No, we can meet up around school. But we must do it in secret. If my father finds out that I have other friends, well let's just say I might not hear the end of it." Draco gave a little smile. Hermione was about to speak when two plump boys and a girl with black short hair entered the compartment. Draco looked horrified. Oh no, think Draco think… "So, once and for all get out of the compartment." Draco screamed at Hermione. Hermione hurt and confused left the compartment and glared at Draco. I'm so sorry Hermione.

They had finally gotten to Hogwarts. It was the Sorting Ceremony. Hermione had just been sorted into Gryffindor. Just like she wanted. Draco was anxiously waiting. When it was his turn, the sorting hat hadn't even touched his head when it shouted "Slytherin!" The Slytherin table roared with excitement. He had tried to make eye contact with Hermione, but he was avoiding her. I'm gonna make it up to you Hermione I promise.

It was nearly midnight. Draco crept out of the Slytherin dorm and tiptoed his way to the Gryffindor girl's dormitory. He lied to the portrait guarding the dorm that Professor Dumbledore had told him to do it. The portrait was too bored and tired to argue so he swung open for Draco. Draco went inside the common room to find Hermione sitting on the floor playing with her cat. When she saw him, she leapt to her feet. "Draco, you're not allowed in here." Hermione was trying to look cross for what had happened in the train.

"I know. I just came to give you this Hermione. I'm so sorry for just screaming at you. You understand? My friends were chosen for me. I can't act friendly around you. But I really want to be your friend, you make me feel real." Draco couldn't believe it. He just met Hermione and he already felt these things.

"Draco. I understand," She moved in closer to hug him. "Now go, before Mr. Filch catches you." Draco nodded, gave her the piece of parchment and ran outside. Hermione sat down on the couch and read the note:

Dear Hermione,

I am truly sorry for what happened earlier. I really want to be friends with you. Please give me another chance. We can't talk or at least talk nicely to each other while we're at school or if there's other people around. We could send notes like this, or meet up somewhere after lights out. How's that sound? We can meet up tomorrow at the Astronomy tower at 11 ish? I really want to get to know you, but one thing you should really know about me, my family is the type of people who judge you by your blood-status. So if I ignore you around my family, it's because I'm afraid…

Hope you forgive me,

Draco M.

Hermione felt wonderful. It was as if Draco had asked her out. But what did she know? She was just an 11 year old. But she did know, that this will be one of many nights she will be sneaking out for Draco…

A.N I've been wanting to write a fanfic about Dramione! Read and Review because I have a writer's block about their 2nd year :s