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8 Christmases: Third YearShe pushed open the door of the great hall carefully; she didn't know how to act this year. So much had changed; he was a harsh person who no longer seemed to remember the Christmases they had spent together. Their eyes locked across the hall and his eyes seemed to show he was just as nervous as she was. There were a few more students staying for Christmas this year but they were in Ravenclaw and Hermione didn't seem to know any of them. Taking a deep breath she walked over and plonked herself next to Draco. They sat in an uncomfortable silence while they both ate8 Christmases: Third Year by jh1359
She broke the silence with a question. "Why?" she asked so softly that if he weren't watching her mouth out the corner of his eye, he probably wouldn't have heard it
"Why what?" he didn't let venom seep into his voice as he normally did, he didn't hate her when he was harsh but it was just a normal reaction to her.
"You promised. You promised me Malfoy" he didn't miss the teary glaze that washed over her eyes, before she scru
8 Christmases: Second YearHe watched her enter the Great Hall and wonder how she would react this year, he was again the only one from their year, still at school. Last year they had been friends for the day, but that had changed this year. He had put a divisible line between them. When he had gone home for summer break and his father had heard about the small friendship he had made with her, he went ballistic, sprouting on and on about blood purity, it was hard for the message not to sink in. it had been an accident, he hadn't meant to call her a mudblood, but she was defending Potter so adamantly.8 Christmases: Second Year by jh1359
He watched her slowly walk over to him, with a small smile gracing her features
"Hi" he looked up at her in surprise, she was talking to him
"You're talking to me?" he asked confused, he knew he should have spat an insult at her. But it was Christmas and he couldn't bring himself to hurt her. He knew he had made her cry the times he had said it before and he didn't want that reaction today
"I told you last year. I d
8 Christmases: First YearFirst Year8 Christmases: First Year by jh1359
Hermione walked into the Great hall on Christmas morning, to see the normal 4 long house tables had disappeared and had been replaced with small round tables for year groups. She slowly made her way to the first year table, the only person sitting at the table was a boy with slicked back white blonde hair and an unamused expression plastered on his face. At least she wasn't the only first year staying over Christmas.
She slowly approached the boy
"Hi, I'm Hermione Granger, Do you mind if I sit next to you?" the boy looked up from his food and gave her a slight smirk
she sat down, and both sat in a uncomfortable silence, until she couldn't stand it anymore
"So what's your name?"
"Draco" she smiled at him
"That's an interesting name" again he smirked at her
"So is Hermione"
"You're a Slytherin aren't you? I've seen you in some of my classes"
"Yea I'm a Slytherin and proud, my family has been in Slytherin for century's" he replied arrogantly "And what of your family?
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