A Story With No Name by dennisnmike
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“Well, that’s too bad because this mudblood doesn’t want to talk to a stuck up prick like you!” Hermione screamed as she picked up pace. Draco felt terrible. “Hermione, wait . . .” Draco said just loud enough for Hermione to hear. Hermione stopped and turned, “What?” she snapped, growing more angry. “I’m sorry” He said. She turned and walked away.
Why do I have the sudden urge to kiss her? Draco asked himself. Though, he didn’t have time to answer this question because he immediately felt Hermione’s arms around him. Surprised, Draco slowly wrapped his arms around her and hugged her back. Am I imagining this?
“Hermione, who are you writing?” Harry asked, walking into the room. Hermione quickly folded up the letter and turned to Harry, “Oh, um, I was just writing my mum to tell her I made it safely.” “Oh, well, we were just wondering what was taking you so long . . .” “Okay, I’ve just finished, but do you think I can borrow Hedwig?” “Ya, that’s fine.” Harry said. As Hermione passed him, Harry caught a glimpse of Draco’s name on the front of the letter.
A Letter and A Sob Story
But things were different now. He no longer wanted to please his father by pretending to be anything. For once in his life, he wanted someone to like him for who he really was. He wanted someone to like him because they wanted to, not because they were afraid of what would happen if they didn’t.
I Love You
“Her-Hermione. What are you doing here?” he asked, clearly surprised, “I thought you were at the burrow. . .”
At this moment, Hermione hated Ron more than anyone in the entire world . . . as a matter of fact . . . she’s never been this angry at anyone. But she couldn’t tell Ron that . . . she could never tell anyone that . . . so she was forced to take all her anger out on the person she cared about most . . . Draco Malfoy.
Finding Comfort in the Wrong Arms
Hermione stared at Draco before reaching up to touch the spot where his hand made contact with her cheek.
“Does it matter?” Hermione screamed, “Do you really care?”
Caught Off Gaurd
Hermione looked down at her hands.
Everything's Gonna Be All Right
Hermione walked along the corridor, wondering where Ron could be. She had checked her common room, the Gryffindor common room, the Great Hall, the library (even though she seriously doubted he was in there), outside by the lake, and asked Harry to check all the boy’s lavatory’s. She couldn’t find him anywhere. Now she was just wandering through all of the corridor’s hoping she would bump into him.
A Strong Message
“It’s just one thing after another with you, isn’t it?” he yelled, “First you say we can’t be together because of Ron. When he finally comes around and you and I can be together, this happens, and we suddenly can’t be together anymore! I’m starting to think you just don’t want to be with me!”
You Scream Out My Name
“We may share the same name, but Lucius Malfoy is no father of mine”
Almost Too Late
“Um . . .” she started, trying to think of a good lie as quickly as possible, but soon being defeated by her lack of imagination. “I’m going after him” she confessed.
Back at Hogwarts
“Don’t talk down to me” he ordered, rolling his eyes, “I’m not a baby”
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