Dramione: Who knew

Chapter 1(6th year)Why?

Today was the last Friday before going back to Hogwarts. It was a very rainy day at the Burrow and Harry and I had just arrived. "Ron!" I shouted, as we ran over to greet him. It was just before dinner and Mrs.Weasley was in the kitchen cooking away. "Hi Hermione, Hi Harry!" Ron replied hugging us. "Hermione, Harry dear, Welcome back!" said Mrs.Weasley, "Why don't you two put your things upstairs. Harry you are with Ron, and Hermione you are with Ginny. She will be down to help you in a minute." "Thanks, Mrs.Weasley!"Harry and I replied. Ginny bolted down the stairs and hugged me. "Hermione! Let me help you with your stuff." "Hi Ginny, wow I like your hair straightened." I replied. "Hey Ginny!" Harry chimed in, "I agree you do look nice today." Ginny helped me carry my trunk up to her room and unpack, while Ron grabbed Hedwig from Harry. "Ginny your room is so cool, I didn't know you liked muggle music." I said observing posters of Ariana Grande, Demi Lovato, and Meghan Trainor. "Yup, their music has so much girl power and good vocals." She answered. "I know right!" "Everyone it's time for dinner!" Mrs.Weasley called up to us. Harry and Ron were eagerly awaiting her call and they ran down the stairs and sat down at the table. Ginny and I walked at a normal pace downstairs and sat beside each other. We ate our dinner and went up to Ginny's room, well at least Ginny and I did. Ginny asked if I wanted to sing some Demi Lovato with her and turned on an old karaoke machine. She probably got it from Mr.Weasley's collection of muggle technology. "What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being, what's wrong with being confident!"we sang. Ron and Harry walked across the hall and invited themselves in. "Wow, Hermione you have a great voice! And Ginny I didn't know you could sing either!" Ron exclaimed. "Thanks Ron, apparently Ginny loves muggle music too." I replied. "Oh, well cool we'll leave you guys to it then." said Harry. We sang for another hour and then Mrs.Weasley yelled at us and told us all to go to bed. In the morning, we all went to diagon alley
to pick up our supplies. We went into Madame Malkins' robe shop to get new robes. As I was getting fitted, I saw Malfoy in the corner of my eye, walking into the shop with his mother. His father could not come with them because he was not allowed to leave the manor due to his crimes and he could not use magic. Despite my hate for him, I couldn't help but feel sympathetic to his situation. We exited the shop, Harry and Ron on either side of me, Ron pushing past Malfoy stoically. We bought our books, parchment, quills and such. Of course Harry treated himself and Ron to Quidditch supplies. Malfoy was in there too, buying the latest model broom and as I was obviously bored, I took a little time to observe him and his mother. He was dressed in black with a silver Slytherin ring. His blond hair was smoothed back perfectly straight and his blue-gray eyes were fixed on his new broom. He looked very similar to his mother except for her partially brown hair and brown eyes. She was wearing a black dress with a green jacket and an emerald necklace. They were not quite identical but both seemed to have a strong, powerful, formal presence about them. His father on the other hand could be his twin if he was younger. "Hermione." Harry called, waving his hand in front of my face, "come on, we're leaving." "What?Oh sorry, coming." I abruptly replied. I turned around to leave and Malfoy glanced my way, turning to his mother to tell her something. She just nodded and turned back to the cashier. "Strange," I thought.