title rating/warnings part i: the confession Another day at Hogwarts, Harry glanced out of the window the sky was a misty grey and snow was falling steadily past the window. What was going to happen today? He didn't know whether it would be a turn out for the worst or the best, strange things always tended to happen at Hogwarts so for Harry each day was a new adventure. Harry stepped out of the deserted common room which was still littered with rubbish from the night before, they had been celebrating because Ron had once more put on a spectacular show of his keeping skills and everyone had celebrated Gryffindors success of winning the Quidditch Cup and Harry, who had pretended that he was really tired, had gone to bed with his scar hurting. He walked down the marble staircase and into the Great Hall, he sat down next to Hermione, "Anything strange happened?" "Actually yes!" Hermione pulled a letter out of her pocket and gave it to him, "Read this and prepare to be shocked!" Harry looked at the writing and started to read aloud, "Dear Hermione, I know we don't get on that well but I have three confessions I wish to make to you and I wish for you to hear me out so please meet me by the lake after breakfast. Yours Draco. Ok then are you gonna meet him?" "Well I might aswell hear what he has to say! Well I best go now I want it over with, I was scared when I didn't see the words "filthy mudblood" in there!" Hermione got up from the Gryffindor table just as Draco rose from the Slytherin table, they walked the length of the entrance hall and the grounds to the lake in complete silence not daring to look at each other, all of a sudden Draco stopped and flopped down in the snow, Hermione followed suit but in a more graceful manner. "Ok listen, after each confession please comment because I hate silence." "Ok. I intended to anyway." "Good, right well... confession number one: I don't really like my father and I wish to be on Harry and Dumbledore's side because I don't want to be a Death Eater like him personally I don't think having a scar burning on your arm is much fun... do you think I should tell my father?" "No. You shouldn't tell your father because you could be like Professor Snape, a Death Eater but really a spy for our side." Draco grinned, "Yeah I could do that, at school I just put on a facade so I seem like I'm something I'm not, evil but good. Anyway thanks for that simple bit of advice but it'll get harder." Hermione laughed, "Cleverest witch in the year you're talking to... try me." "Fine. Confession number two: I really really like you as in I fancy you and wanna go out with you. I was upset when you slapped me in the third year but still... I deserved it." "Wow... you've stumped me there..." "Which leads to confession number three, from your little statement, I know I don't have a chance with you because of Ron." "RON?! What has he got to do with it?!" "He fancies you, it's quite obvious." "No. We're friends." "Whatever." "You know Draco, I'm actually enjoying sitting here with you!" He grinned and took her hand in his, she looked into his eyes, her heart beating like mad as her face flushed. "Hermione?" She stood up quickly and looked around to see who had called her, Harry and Ron where walking towards the lake. "Sorry I have to go." "Will I see you again?" "Yes... yes I suppose you will." she gave him a small smile. "Very well." he kissed her hand, "as we french say, Au Revoir!" //We'll see Hermione... we'll see who the better wizarding family is... I shall have you.// Thought Draco watching her walk away from him.
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