Love's Magic Demon

Love's Magical Demon

Prologue

Hermione was sitting alone in her compartment reading. Harry and Ron had left her to chase down Dean to talk about the Chudley Cannons' chances this year at the cup. The sky out side of her window had started to dim greatly and the compartment lights flickered on. They were still a long ways away from the school and Hermione decided to read one-maybe two- more chapters of her book before changing into her uniform. At the moment she was wearing her favourite blood red skirt with her brand new white cardigan. The book wasn't her usual textbook; it was a thrilling book about a woman who refused to be dominated by her male counterpart.

'"I will never abide to your rules, this is my home," Kelly said advancing on Vince, who stood still and tall, not caring that he was fighting a losing battle. "I am a living person and I have my own needs" Kelly stated to herself more than to Vince. Suddenly he took her in his arms and kissed her soundly, she fought at first but soon melted into him, realising she loved more now that she had ever in the past.'

Hermione was enjoying the book more than she had expected, it was a gift from her cousin, who read nothing but the 'smut' -as Hermione once called it- and had read this particular one many, many times. Hermione could see why her cousin would enjoy the story; the main character was a hot headed designer who had recently visited a fortune teller who told her someone close to her was taking great advantage of her in ways she couldn't imagine. She didn't trust her husband as a result of this and couldn't help the feelings of worry in her stomach every time she walked into her own home. Now she was fighting the man she new she loved but wasn't able to trust. It was great!

Hermione was suddenly lurched forward out of her seat and onto the floor. The train had abruptly stopped and the lights were out, leaving her in the darkness of the empty compartment. She was suddenly very afraid and immediately remembered that night three years ago when the dementors had boarded the train suddenly and abruptly. As she reached to find her wand she heard the compartment door slide open, then shut. Before she could say anything, someone had fallen over her, pushing her on her back and in a very interesting position if the lights were to back on. Whoever it was on top of her now.

"Oops," came a familiar voice male, though Hermione couldn't place it. "Sorry 'bout that. Did you get hurt?" Hermione was a little dazed but everything else seemed to be fine and she propped herself half moving the person on top of her.

"No I don't think so." As the words left her mouth, Hermione could feel the person on top of her tense up and shift so he was off of her. He stood and cleared his throat and she could hear him re-arrange his clothes.

"Granger." Said the now recognizable drawl. She now new why she couldn't recognize his voice before, it had grown much deeper over the summer, and when he wasn't using his normal drawl, he sounded just like any other sixteen-year-old boy might.

"Malfoy," Hermione said, she started to search for her wand once more, when she found it she muttered 'lumos' and the large compartment was dimly lit, just enough to see that Malfoy was uncomfortable with the position he had place them in. The look of malice that usually adorned his face was gone and he showed a look of pure embarrassment. To Hermione's surprise he extended his had to her to help her up from the floor. She reluctantly took the hand and he pulled her up.

"Sorry." he muttered bending to pick up the book that he was currently stepping on. He paused as he saw the title of the book, "Love's Magical Demon', then handed it to her with a half smile, which was kind of sexy. Though she would never admit that out loud. She had thought he would bite her head off as if it we his fault that he tripped over her, but he just apologized another time then turned to leave the compartment, just as the lights came back on and Ron and Harry's faces appeared at the compartment door's window.

Within the next five seconds Ron had slammed the door open and had pinned Malfoy to the floor, arm raised to hit Malfoy across the jaw. Hermione immediately jumped to grab Ron's fist. He didn't look at her but spoke through gritted teeth, in a low menacing voice, as though it wasn't Ron speaking but someone else.

"What did he do, Hermione? I'll rip his jaw off if he touched you. Did you touch her you bastard?" Ron spat at Malfoy who scoffed and shook his red face, Hermione than realised Ron's other arm was pressing against Malfoy's neck, with all of Ron's weight behind it. Hermione shrieked and threw herself at Ron's arm, trying to rip it off Malfoy, who was now turning a purple colour.

"Ron, stop it! You'll kill him!" Harry, who hadn't moved from the doorway now rushed to try and help Hermione rip Ron's arm away from Malfoy. But Ron had put all his weight on this assault and wasn't about to give it up. "Ron, he didn't do anything! Stop this minute your going to kill him, he can breath!" Finally Ron looked at Hermione and searched her with his eyes, seeming satisfied there were no cut or scrapes he released his arm. Malfoy instantly had a coughing fit and Hermione helped him into a sitting position, rubbing his back supportively.

"What the hell, Ron! You could have killed him! What were you thinking?" Harry said pulling Ron to the side. But Ron ignored him and kept his eyes on Hermione talking lowly to Malfoy, who would only nod or shake his head, still clutching for each breathe. Harry shook Ron roughly and turned his chin to force him to look at him in the eye. Ron seemed to snap out of his silence and pushed Harry out of the way as he stormed out of the compartment, slamming the door shut behind him.

Harry glanced at Hermione, she nodded at him to go after Ron and he left her with Malfoy, who had just started to slow down his breathing. Hermione took him by the arm and brought him to bench, sitting him down she took his pulse. She was glad that her first aid classes were helping her now to calm down Malfoy's breathing.

"Are you sure you going to be ok? I should get some water." Hermione stood to leave but Malfoy grabbed her arm and shook his head. Clearing his throat and speaking for the first time since Ron let go of his neck.

"I'm fine, and besides I was just leaving." Then he got up and left the same way Ron and Harry had gone. Hermione stared after him. He hadn't exploded at her about Ron, and he hadn't made any comments about her 'boyfriend' as he had taken to referring to Ron since the middle of the last school year. Hermione just didn't understand guys anymore, and she didn't feel like finding out right then, so she grabbed her book from the floor where she dropped it when Ron attacked Malfoy and began to search for her page. 'Boy,' she thought. 'This is going to be one interesting year, that's for sure.'

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This is just the Prologue, I don't think I will write this if I don't get a response but I guess it's all up to my creative juices. I hope everyone likes it, I'm nervous about putting this one out, because I really like it and I don't know how I will react to flames. I just hope you all like my work and I know my other stories aren't done yet but I think I couldn't let this story stew too long in my head or else I'd forget half of it. This is not the length of my chapters, this is just the prologue and it took my less than an hour to write so just give me a few days and the first chapter should be up. Anyways while you're waiting, glance at my other stories too, but I have to warn you they aren't too good.