Another Prophecy
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
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2,157
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2
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Welcom Back Dance
After an intense five minutes for Hermione and Draco, Dumbledore took notice of their silence. Before long, Dumbledore thought of a way that would get the two talking.
“Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Granger,” he said, taking their attention away from their meal. “I forgot to mention earlier that Hogwarts is having a Welcome Back Dance this year and you two are in charge.”
He watched as the wheels in Hermione’s head began to spin. Before she could ask any questions, Dumbledore answered, “The dance will be held the first Friday back and yes Ms. Granger, we did have a Welcome Back Dance in the past. But then I figured that we were asking too much from our heads, and to do this day I have no idea how two people were able to put on a dance in one week. Unlike the rest, you two will have two weeks and are also known as Hogwarts brightest students. I’m sure you’ll be able to handle it.”
“Yes Professor,” Hermione and Draco both answered.
“Good. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some work to do. Oh and might I add, the desert tonight is delicious,” he said as he picked up his pie before leaving.
As soon as Dumbledore mentioned the dance, Hermione had a dozen of ideas in her head. Usually a dance took two months to prepare with the help of the other prefects, but that was because everyone had classes or quidditch practice. Now it was just her and Malfoy. On the other hand, that was all she would be doing over the next two weeks, besides reading or studying for her NEWTs.
‘Oh bloody hell,’ she remembered. ‘Malfoy.’
At that moment she looked up, right into the pools of his silver eyes.
“So um,” Malfoy said, choosing his words very carefully. “Do you want to go back to the common room and discuss the dance?”
Hermione sighed, “Alright Malfoy, let’s go.”
Before Draco got up, he looked at Hermione’s plate and noticed that she hardly touched her food.
“Don’t you want to finish eating?” He asked.
Hermione was about to snap at him, but then she noticed the sincere look on his face. Since the death of her parents, Hermione didn’t care much for food.
“I’ll eat something later Malfoy,” and with that said, Hermione left.
Draco saw straight through Hermione’s lie. He watched her as she exited the great hall and noticed how much skinnier she looked. Right then Draco had decided something was wrong with Hermione, and that he was going to figure it out.
“Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Granger,” he said, taking their attention away from their meal. “I forgot to mention earlier that Hogwarts is having a Welcome Back Dance this year and you two are in charge.”
He watched as the wheels in Hermione’s head began to spin. Before she could ask any questions, Dumbledore answered, “The dance will be held the first Friday back and yes Ms. Granger, we did have a Welcome Back Dance in the past. But then I figured that we were asking too much from our heads, and to do this day I have no idea how two people were able to put on a dance in one week. Unlike the rest, you two will have two weeks and are also known as Hogwarts brightest students. I’m sure you’ll be able to handle it.”
“Yes Professor,” Hermione and Draco both answered.
“Good. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some work to do. Oh and might I add, the desert tonight is delicious,” he said as he picked up his pie before leaving.
As soon as Dumbledore mentioned the dance, Hermione had a dozen of ideas in her head. Usually a dance took two months to prepare with the help of the other prefects, but that was because everyone had classes or quidditch practice. Now it was just her and Malfoy. On the other hand, that was all she would be doing over the next two weeks, besides reading or studying for her NEWTs.
‘Oh bloody hell,’ she remembered. ‘Malfoy.’
At that moment she looked up, right into the pools of his silver eyes.
“So um,” Malfoy said, choosing his words very carefully. “Do you want to go back to the common room and discuss the dance?”
Hermione sighed, “Alright Malfoy, let’s go.”
Before Draco got up, he looked at Hermione’s plate and noticed that she hardly touched her food.
“Don’t you want to finish eating?” He asked.
Hermione was about to snap at him, but then she noticed the sincere look on his face. Since the death of her parents, Hermione didn’t care much for food.
“I’ll eat something later Malfoy,” and with that said, Hermione left.
Draco saw straight through Hermione’s lie. He watched her as she exited the great hall and noticed how much skinnier she looked. Right then Draco had decided something was wrong with Hermione, and that he was going to figure it out.