Hermione and Draco are two characters with contrasting personalities. All the better, though, when we think about the phrase "opposites attract", because that statement is very much true.

This is a story about the oddest of pairings in Hogwarts. I have told it from both Hermione and Draco's point of view. Hermione's view will be in red, while Draco's will be in green. Enjoy!

Hermione

The Great Hall rang with applause. I joined the clapping, but only half-heartedly. The Sorting Hat’s song was now laced with darkness. It was my fifth year at Hogwarts, and I wanted to make the best of it. I’d already been to a good start, since I was made a prefect.

Professor McGonagall, standing stiffly and reading names off a scroll, began the sorting. My mind meandered as each new, tottering student was called up. Soon, my eyes were wandering the Great Hall. The Hufflepuffs hadn’t changed much, maybe a new haircut or two, and neither had the Ravenclaws. I noticed Hannah Abbott giggling with her friends and Cho Chang trying to catch Harry’s eye. Gryffindor seemed the same as ever also, with the Weasley twins joking around at the end of the table and Parvati and Lavender curling their eyelashes with their wands.

My eyes rested on the Slytherin table. Nope, they appeared to be the harassing, spiteful group that they usually were. Pansy looked the same, but Malfoy looked a bit different. His face was slightly more angular now, and his hair was longer. And…he was staring right back at me. A weird sensation filled my stomach; not a bad feeling, but not exactly a nice feeling either. He smirked. I glared back at him and quickly turning my attention back to the sorting hat.

Quite a few students were put into Gryffindor, and they were welcomed warmly. I don’t remember ever being that small, but perhaps I used to be. I couldn’t get Malfoy’s smirk out of my mind for the rest of the sorting, something that bothered me greatly.

Once the sorting was finished, Professor Dumbledore rose from his seat to give his yearly speech. I pushed Mafloy’s face out of my head, for the time being anyway, and focused on what our Headmaster had to say about another fantastic year at Hogwarts.


Draco

Throughout Dumbledore’s beginning-of-the-year speech, I kept glancing towards Granger. I don’t know why I was staring at a Mudblood like her, but somehow I couldn’t help it. It seemed like she had grown older this summer. She seemed different somehow.

I couldn’t rip my eyes off her daintily carved face or her brownish curls, nor could I look away from her nut-brown eyes. This behavior angered me to a great extent. I’d never admit that I stared at a Mudblood to anyone, much less Granger.

That’s why I was so taken aback when her eyes met mine. Unsure of how to react, I scowled at her; the opposite of what I felt like doing. Of course, I was used to this so it wasn’t hard to pull off. I could sense her shuddering inwardly.

I tried to ignore this, of course. Soon old man Dumbledore finished his monologue and let us starving pupils eat. I promised myself that I wouldn’t look at her anymore tonight. Beside me, Crabbe and Goyle were stuffing their faces with food. Near me was Pansy Parkinson, who would bat her eyelashes at me every time I looked in her direction (I was looking at the food in front of her, not her). I concluded that I wouldn’t meet any girl’s eye contact for the rest of the night.


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Oh, it's finally up! *dances* Great start Cookie.

*cracks up* I love this part.

Keep up the good work!

Yay, you have another fic. Great start! Can't wait for more!
PAMS!

~Amy~

Thanks, Sabby!

Thank you! *wipes sweat off brow* Well, I'm glad I was in character. lol. I've never written a fic from a guy's point of view before...

Next post will be...hmmm, not sure. I'm leaving for another trip today and won't come back till Thursday, sadly.

ooooh this sounds so sweet! I can't wait til you post some more, you have got Hermione and Draco's characters spot on!

<3 gisele

so far so good, i love it... i love the way you keep the chatcer the same... i know in some story they changed draco*likemine story couch* but i like it hope to read more soon!

Amanda

Whoopee! I am such an D/H shipper. This is turning out to be a really good one! PAMS!
~Lara

wow this is going to be a great story!!! please post more really really really soon!

Cool I likeyour new fanfic this is just as good as I can't fall in love with you can't wait till Thursday when you've posted a new chapter good start by the way my favourite part was ( I couldn’t rip my eyes off her daintily carved face or her brownish curls, nor could I look away from her nut-brown eyes. This behavior angered me to a great extent. I’d never admit that I stared at a Mudblood to anyone, much less Granger.)

That was a good bit Fortune Cookie Fortune Cookie

This sounds like a very awsome story cant wait for the next post!!!
-Love Danielle

oh!!Fantastic!!!!!This seems like an interesting story!!!Please write more soon!!!!I really want to read more!!!!PAMSOID!!

Wow, thanks for all your comments, everyone! I hope this story is as good as you hope it to be!

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^ what they said

You started another fanfic!!
Great start!!

wow, nice start, post soon!!!

Lauren

i like it!!! very good! you got the parts perfectly!!!! keep going!!! I MEAN IT KEEP GOING!!

skool hater

Thanks for all your comments, everyone! Here's the bext part. Personally, it's one of my favorite parts.

Hermione

“Remember, class, practice your list of charms for next class,” Professor Flitwick squeaked above the din of students gathering their books and chatting.

I scribbled my homework down in my planner, not wanting to forget it. Then I grabbed my book bag from the worn, wooden desk and hurried after Ron and Harry, who had collected their things long before.

“Hurry up, Hermione!” Ron said over his shoulder. He slowed his gait a bit to let me catch up.

When I finally reached them, they were deep in discussion about Quidditch plans. “I need to be at practice this week, if I want to have any chance in our Slytherin match,” Harry was saying worriedly.

“It’ll be fine, mate,” Ron assured him. “You’ve beaten them before, so you can do it again.”

Harry shook his head. “I wanted to discuss some strategies with Angelina that we could use against them, even though their team is lacking some talent. I’ve tried to set up the Wonski Feint…”

On and on they went, talking as if I wasn’t there. I sighed. Shaking my head, trying to be content, I merely mumbled an unheard good-bye to them before taking off for my arithmancy class.

I was halfway to the classroom when suddenly my bag split open. Books, quills, and parchment spewed all over the floor. “What the—?” I shrieked, making a mad grab at my possessions.

A cold laugh coming from behind me met my ears. It belonged to none other than Draco Malfoy. “Trouble carrying your bags, Granger?” He taunted, flicking his wand back into his robes, a sneer etched across his face.

The only thing I could do was glare at him; my mouth was occupied by commanding “Accio quills”, so I couldn’t retort back until all my things were back in place. “You’re not even in this class,” I retorted, then turned my heel.

“I just like tormenting you, Mudblood, even if it costs me some inconvenience,” was the haughty reply.

Shaking my head angrily, I walked faster. I could only hope that I wasn’t late for arithmancy.

omgnesss!! it was so good!!! KEEP GOING!!!!!!!!!!!! ^ i agree! draco probly just wanted to LOOK at her if you get what i mean *wink**wink*

skool hater

Yes, well, I suppose they were too absorbed in Quidditch.

Heh heh. You shall see...

Thank you!

Thanks!