Fan Fiction, Dramione style!
Alohomora Hearts: The Forbidden Forever;
As the years at Hogwarts progressed, Draco and Hermione became uncommonly closer.
Enemies to friends to forever, together? Surely not?
Hermione had known Malfoy since birth, they lived and studied their lives away behind those beautiful castle walls, their school was their home. Draco didn't want to be the chosen one and he now despised his evil, narcissistic father. Turning to the last thread of forbidden hoped, seemed like the only thing left worth holding onto and fighting for. Over the last 6 months, Hermione had became, unknown as to a reason why, distant and confused, like she was reaching out for something more. She thought her two long lost best friends would understand her, but the brightest witch of her generation should have known better. So she had stopped talking to Harry and Ronald and turned to the only one who knew what it's like to be misunderstood, though first thought unlikely, Draco. But as for what awaited them both, at the end of this intertwined path, no one could have foreseen.
Are you ready for a Dramione love story that will unwind and explore a whole knew level of chaos within your mind? Then hold on tight, as I take you through the story of a forbidden love, like no other!
Para 1:
Walking down a once so familiar corridor, Hermione had never felt so alone.
As the months passed, Hermione started skipping classes and isolating herself away from Harry and Ron. Harry becoming worried, Ron oblivious as usual that anything was wrong with her.
She didn't know what she wanted anymore and home life was another trouble she'd rather toil. Stressed out she turned to an unlikely hero, Malfoy.
Looking up at Draco, puzzled and rather shocked, she asked if she could hide out in the Slytherin dorm for the night, Draco nodded, "You can stay for as long as you'd like, but please, come back to class..." He said, Hermione nodded, now more confused.
"Draco, nice? To me? Let alone notice me.... This must be a dream..." she whispered to herself,
Sleeping with the cunning Slytherin's for the night, she fell into her dream world.
Now asleep and unaware, Draco sat on the floor beside the spare bed in which she slept upon, glancing around, making sure they were alone., he sat there, looking at her.
Gently hovering his heavy arm, over her smooth, pale hand, sitting there.. Just sitting there, gazing as night fell.
Para 2:
As morning rose, the start of a new day began, and Draco was gone.
A note was left upon the chest of drawers beside her bed.
"Dear, Hermione, please don't skip anymore classes, you are an A+ student and classes aren't the same without you. I know this isn't you, Hermione. Please let me in... I'm sorry for the past, fresh start? At Quidditch practice just now, see you later.. And good morning. Malfoy. Xxx" the letter read, Hermione more confused and amazed than ever, she tried to shrug it off. Getting dressed and making her way to Transfiguration class. She faked a smile and stumbled through her day.
Pass this to Draco Malfoy, please! She asked, passing a note to some classmates, asking about the letter she woke to find, earlier that morning.
