Richard Newsome

Throughout 2023, I conducted an experiment to test ChatGPT's creative writing abilities. Each month I set it the same task, and I tracked its progress across the year.

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The task: Write a chapter in the style of Harry Potter, describing Hermione Granger asking Draco Malfoy to be her boyfriend.

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I also asked the bot to repeat the task, but in the form of a limerick.

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These are the verbatim results:

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20 January 2023

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It was a crisp autumn day in the castle of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Hermione Granger, a brilliant witch in her fourth year, was nervously tapping her foot in the corridor outside the Slytherin common room. She had mustered up the courage to ask Draco Malfoy, a fellow student and the notorious son of a Death Eater, to be her boyfriend.

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As she waited, Hermione couldn't help but think about all the times Draco had made her life difficult with his snide comments and cruel pranks. But over the past few months, she had come to see a different side of him. He had helped her during a dangerous situation and she had seen that he was not the one-dimensional bully she had thought him to be.

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Just as she was about to lose her nerve, the door to the common room opened and Draco emerged. He looked surprised to see her there, but didn't say anything.

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Hermione took a deep breath and said, "Draco, I know we've had our differences in the past, but I've come to realize that there's more to you than I thought. I was wondering if you would like to go out with me."

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Draco looked at her for a moment, then a sly smirk appeared on his face. "I must say, Granger, I didn't expect this from you. But I suppose I could give it a try."

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Hermione felt her heart skip a beat as Draco took her hand and led her into the common room. It was a moment she never thought would happen, but she was excited to see where this new relationship would lead.

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As they sat together by the fire, talking and laughing, Hermione couldn't help but think that sometimes, love truly can conquer all.

 

There once was a girl named Hermione

Whose love for Malfoy was quite a phenomenon

She mustered her nerve

and took a deep swerve

And asked him to be her boyfriend, in a calm and composed manner

 

20 February 2023

 

Hermione Granger had always been a determined and confident young witch, but when it came to matters of the heart, she found herself feeling incredibly nervous and unsure. For months, she had been harboring a secret crush on none other than Draco Malfoy, the very same Slytherin who had tormented her and her friends for years.

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Despite their turbulent past, Hermione couldn't shake the feeling that there was something different about Draco. Maybe it was the way he had looked at her during their last encounter, or perhaps it was the way he had defended her against his fellow Slytherins. Whatever it was, Hermione knew that she had to take a chance and ask Draco to be her boyfriend.

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One crisp fall evening, Hermione made her way to the courtyard where she knew Draco liked to spend his free time. The air was cool and damp, and the leaves rustled underfoot as she walked towards him. She saw him standing by the fountain, his back turned to her, and she took a deep breath before calling out his name.

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"Draco!" she said, trying to sound confident. "Can we talk?"

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Draco turned around, looking surprised to see Hermione approaching him. "What do you want, Granger?" he asked, his voice laced with suspicion.

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Hermione took a step closer, feeling her heart pounding in her chest. "I know we've had our differences in the past, but I wanted to talk to you about something important," she said, her eyes locked on his.

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Draco looked at her quizzically, but he seemed to sense that Hermione was serious. "Alright," he said, his tone softer now. "What is it?"

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Hermione took a deep breath and stepped even closer. "Draco, I know this might sound crazy, but I've realized something recently. I've been thinking about it for a long time now, and I just can't ignore it any longer. I've developed feelings for you, and I was wondering if...if you would like to be my boyfriend?"

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Draco's eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, Hermione was afraid that he was going to laugh in her face. But then something flickered in his eyes, and he looked at her with a newfound intensity.

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"You...you like me?" he said, sounding almost incredulous.

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Hermione nodded, feeling more vulnerable than she ever had before. "I do," she said softly. "And I know that we come from different houses, and that we've had our share of disagreements, but I just feel like there's something between us. Something that we can't ignore."

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Draco was silent for a long moment, and Hermione felt her heart racing as she waited for his response. But then, slowly, he stepped towards her, his eyes never leaving hers.

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"I've been feeling the same way," he said, his voice low and steady. "I never thought I'd be saying this, but...I'd like to be your boyfriend, Hermione Granger."

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Hermione felt a rush of excitement and relief wash over her, and before she knew it, she was throwing her arms around Draco's neck, pulling him into a tight embrace.

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"Oh, Draco," she said, feeling tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. "I'm so glad. I really am."

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Draco hugged her back, and for a moment, they just stood there, holding each other tightly in the cool autumn breeze. Hermione knew that they had a lot of obstacles to overcome, but for now, all that mattered was the warmth of Draco's embrace, and the knowledge that they had taken the first step towards something special.

 

In the Hogwarts courtyard one day,

Hermione has something to say,

She approached with a smile,

And after a while,

She asked Malfoy to be her beau, hooray!

 

20 March 2023

 

Hermione Granger paced nervously back and forth in the Gryffindor common room. She had been debating with herself for weeks about whether or not to ask Draco Malfoy out. The idea of dating her former enemy was both exciting and terrifying, but she knew she couldn't keep her feelings bottled up any longer.

 

Finally, she took a deep breath and made her way to the Slytherin common room. As she walked through the dimly lit corridors, she couldn't help but feel a sense of apprehension. Would Draco even consider dating her? Would he laugh in her face?

 

When she arrived at the entrance to the Slytherin common room, she took a deep breath and knocked. The door creaked open and Draco Malfoy appeared, looking surprised to see Hermione standing there.

 

"Granger," he said, raising an eyebrow. "What brings you to the dungeons?"

 

Hermione took a deep breath and tried to steady her nerves. "I wanted to talk to you about something," she said, her voice trembling slightly.

 

Draco looked at her curiously. "Alright, come in," he said, stepping aside to let her in.

 

Hermione followed him into the common room, taking in the ornate green and silver decor. She took a seat on one of the plush sofas, feeling more nervous than ever. Draco sat down across from her, his piercing gray eyes fixed on her.

 

"What did you want to talk about?" he asked, his voice cool and collected.

 

Hermione took a deep breath, steeling herself for what she was about to say. "Draco, I know we've had our differences in the past, but I've been thinking a lot about us lately. And I was wondering...would you like to be my boyfriend?"

 

Draco's eyes widened in surprise, and Hermione held her breath, waiting for his response. For what felt like an eternity, he didn't say anything, and Hermione began to feel a sense of panic rising in her chest.

 

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Draco spoke. "Granger, I never thought I'd hear those words coming from you," he said, his lips curling into a smirk. "But I have to admit, I've been thinking about you too."

 

Hermione's heart leaped with joy, and she couldn't help but grin. "Really?" she asked, feeling a sense of relief flooding through her.

 

Draco nodded, his expression serious now. "I know we've had our differences, but I think we could make it work. If you're willing to give it a shot, I am too."

 

Hermione felt a sense of elation wash over her. She had never felt happier or more excited in her life. "Yes," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, I would love to be your girlfriend."

 

Draco leaned in, his face just inches from hers. "Then it's settled," he said, his breath hot against her skin. "We'll give it a try."

 

Hermione felt a rush of adrenaline as Draco leaned in to kiss her, and she knew that this was the beginning of something special. Together, they would face whatever challenges lay ahead, and come out stronger on the other side.

 

Hermione was feeling quite bold,

Asking Malfoy, who was quite cold,

"Would you be my beau,

And go with the flow?"

Her heart raced as the words were told.

 

20 April 2023

 

Hermione Granger nervously twirled a lock of her curly brown hair as she made her way down the crowded Hogwarts corridor. It was a crisp autumn day, and the leaves had just begun to turn golden and red, giving the castle a warm glow. Hermione had been contemplating asking Draco Malfoy to be her boyfriend for weeks, and now, as she approached his familiar figure, she felt her heart pounding in her chest.

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Draco Malfoy was standing near one of the tall windows, his back to Hermione as he looked out over the Forbidden Forest. His silvery blond hair shone in the sunlight, and his pale complexion made him look almost ethereal.

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Taking a deep breath, Hermione walked up to him and cleared her throat. "Draco," she said tentatively. "Can we talk?"

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Draco turned to look at her, his gray eyes cool and calculating. "What is it, Granger?" he asked, his tone dismissive.

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Hermione squared her shoulders and mustered her courage. "I...I was wondering if you might like to go out with me?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

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Draco's expression softened, and for a moment Hermione thought she saw a glimmer of warmth in his eyes. "Go out with you?" he repeated, a small smile playing at the corner of his lips.

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"Yes," Hermione said, feeling her cheeks flush with embarrassment. "I mean, if you're interested, of course."

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Draco stepped closer to her, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her face. "I am interested," he said, his voice low and husky. "But you know, Granger, I'm not exactly the most...conventional choice for a boyfriend."

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Hermione felt a thrill of excitement run through her at his words. She knew that Draco was not the most popular student at Hogwarts, and that many of her friends disapproved of him. But something about him had always drawn her in, something that she couldn't quite put her finger on.

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"I know that," she said, her eyes meeting his. "But I don't care about what other people think. I just know that when I'm with you, I feel like I can be myself."

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Draco smiled again, his hand still lingering on her cheek. "I feel the same way," he said, his eyes shining with a warmth that Hermione had never seen before. "So, Granger, would you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?"

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Hermione grinned from ear to ear, feeling a burst of happiness that she had never experienced before. "Yes," she said, her heart singing with joy. "Yes, Draco, I would love to be your girlfriend."

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Draco leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, and for a moment, Hermione felt like the happiest girl in the world. As they broke apart, she looked up into his eyes, feeling like nothing could ever come between them.

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Together, they walked hand in hand down the hallway, the autumn leaves rustling beneath their feet. Hermione knew that their relationship would be challenging, that there would be many obstacles to overcome. But she also knew that with Draco by her side, she could face anything that came her way.

 

There once was a witch named Hermione

Whose heart longed for a Slytherin's company

With a flutter of nerves

She asked Draco to serve

As her boyfriend, to which he said "Aye, surely!"

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20 May 2023

 

Chapter 17: A Heartfelt Proposition

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The Great Hall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was buzzing with the usual excitement of dinnertime. Students chattered away, their voices echoing off the high ceilings as they enjoyed their meals. At the Gryffindor table, Hermione Granger sat with her friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, her mind preoccupied with a matter of utmost importance.

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She glanced across the hall to the Slytherin table, where Draco Malfoy sat, engrossed in conversation with his fellow housemates. Hermione's heart skipped a beat as she thought about what she was about to do. It wasn't easy for her to admit her feelings, especially to someone like Draco, who had been her rival for years. But deep down, she knew that there was more to him than met the eye.

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Summoning every ounce of Gryffindor courage within her, Hermione took a deep breath and stood up from her seat. Harry and Ron exchanged puzzled glances, their curiosity piqued by her sudden movement. With determination in her eyes, she walked across the hall, her footsteps echoing against the stone floor.

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As Hermione approached the Slytherin table, Draco looked up, his piercing gray eyes meeting hers. His face displayed a mixture of surprise and suspicion, unsure of what she wanted. The other Slytherins fell silent, their curious gazes fixed on the unexpected scene unfolding before them.

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Drawing strength from the courage within her, Hermione spoke, her voice steady but tinged with nervousness. "Draco Malfoy," she began, her voice carrying across the hall, "I would like to talk to you, privately."

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The Slytherin students exchanged bewildered glances, their surprise evident on their faces. Draco, however, rose to his feet, his curiosity getting the better of him. With a nod, he led Hermione out of the Great Hall, and they found themselves in a secluded corner of the castle courtyard.

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Under the moonlit sky, Hermione took a moment to compose herself before speaking. "Draco, I know we've had our differences in the past," she began, her voice filled with sincerity. "But I also know that people can change. And I believe that you have."

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Draco's face softened, his guard dropping slightly as he listened intently to her words. Hermione continued, her voice growing stronger with each passing moment. "You've shown bravery when it mattered most, and I've seen glimpses of a person who wants to be better. I've come to realize that beneath all the rivalry and animosity, there's something more between us."

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Draco's eyes widened, surprise etching across his features. "Hermione, I... I never expected..."

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Hermione reached out, her hand gently resting on Draco's arm. "I'm not asking you to forget the past," she said, her voice filled with determination. "But I am asking you to consider the possibility of a different future. A future where we can support each other, grow together, and leave the bitterness behind."

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Draco's gaze softened as he looked into Hermione's earnest eyes. He could feel the sincerity in her touch and the truth in her words. After a moment of silence, he spoke, his voice laced with vulnerability. "Hermione, I... I don't deserve your forgiveness. I've done terrible things."

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Hermione shook her head, her voice gentle yet resolute. "None of us are defined solely by our past actions. We have the power to change and choose a different path."

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A mixture of emotions played across Draco's face as he pondered her words. Finally, he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know if I can be [the text stops at this point]

 

In Hogwarts, where magic’s profound,

Hermione’s heart did astound,

With courage, she asked,

Draco’s doubts she unmasked,

A love in their rivalry found.

 

20 June 2023

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Chapter 17: A Slytherin's Surprises

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Hermione Granger sat in the Gryffindor common room, her mind swirling with a concoction of nerves and determination. It was a late autumn evening at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the crackling fire provided a comforting warmth that failed to quell the storm of emotions within her. She clutched a crumpled piece of parchment in her hands, reading and rereading the carefully crafted words she had written.

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"Draco Malfoy, I hope you are doing well. I find myself in a peculiar situation, one that I never thought I would encounter. Despite our past differences, I believe there is more to you than meets the eye. I have come to realize that people can change, and I am willing to see the good in you. Draco, would you consider being my boyfriend?"

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It seemed impossible, Hermione thought. Draco Malfoy, the cunning Slytherin who had once taunted and belittled her, now had the potential to become an important part of her life. She knew that their friends, especially Ron and Harry, would find it difficult to understand her decision. But Hermione had always possessed a fierce independence, and she trusted her instincts.

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With newfound determination, Hermione rose from the couch and made her way through the corridors of Hogwarts, her footsteps echoing in the dimly lit castle. The path to the Slytherin common room seemed both familiar and alien, reminding her of the times when she had confronted Malfoy and his cronies. Now, she hoped to find a different kind of resolution, a bridge built on understanding and growth.

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Arriving at the entrance of the Slytherin common room, Hermione took a deep breath, smoothing out her robes. She knew that gaining entry would be a challenge, but she had prepared for it. Raising her wand, she spoke the password she had acquired through a Gryffindor prefect, and the stone wall slid open, revealing a hidden passage into the serpentine realm of the ambitious House.

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As she stepped into the common room, Hermione's eyes were met with a sight she had never witnessed before. Soft green lighting illuminated the room, casting an ethereal glow upon the walls adorned with tapestries depicting snakes and noble wizards of old. The atmosphere was hushed, conversations carried out in low murmurs as students studied or relaxed in the plush armchairs.

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Draco Malfoy sat at a solitary table, his silver-blonde hair gleaming in the emerald radiance. Hermione approached him cautiously, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never felt so vulnerable, her usual confidence waning as she faced the prospect of rejection or ridicule.

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Draco looked up, his stormy gray eyes meeting Hermione's own. Surprise flickered across his face, momentarily replacing his usual haughty expression. He straightened his posture, a mix of curiosity and caution in his gaze. Hermione took a steadying breath, mustering all her Gryffindor courage.

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"Draco," she began, her voice steady but laced with vulnerability, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything important. I wanted to talk to you, if you have a moment."

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Malfoy's eyebrow arched inquisitively, but he gestured for Hermione to take a seat. She perched herself on the edge of the chair, her fingers twisting nervously in her lap.

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"I received your letter, Hermione," he said, his voice tinged with a touch of surprise. "I must admit, it was unexpected."

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Hermione looked up, meeting his gaze directly. "I know we've had our differences in the past, Draco, but people can change. I believe in second chances and seeing the good in others. We've both grown since the war ended, and I think we could understand each other in ways we never thought possible."

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Draco leaned back in his chair, studying Hermione intently. The faintest hint of a smile played at the corners of his lips, replacing the customary sneer. "You're a Gryffindor, Granger. What would your friends say if they knew you were here?"

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Hermione swallowed the lump in her throat, her voice unwavering. "I'm not concerned about what others might think. This is about us, Draco, and the possibility of something different. Something real."

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Draco's gaze softened, and he reached across the table, taking Hermione's hands in his own. "You're right, Granger. People do change, and perhaps we can too. But before we move forward, we need to understand each other completely, without secrets or pretenses. Are you willing to explore that?"

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Hermione's heart swelled with hope as she clasped Draco's hands, her eyes shining with determination. "I am, Draco. I want to discover who we truly are beyond the walls of rivalry and animosity. Together."

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As their hands remained intertwined, a new chapter began to unfold, filled with the promise of growth, acceptance, and the magic of unexpected alliances. Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy embarked on a journey that would challenge their perceptions, rewrite their futures, and prove that love, in all its forms, could transcend the boundaries of houses and the scars of the past.

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In Hogwarts, where friendships are made,

Hermione took a bold escapade,

With courage untamed,

She her heart proclaimed,

Asking Draco to be her love's trade.

 

20 July 2023

 

Chapter 18: The Unlikely Request

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It was a chilly evening at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the students were bustling about, preparing for the upcoming Yule Ball. Excitement filled the air as they searched for the perfect dance partners. Among them, Hermione Granger seemed more focused and determined than ever before.

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As she walked through the corridors, her curly hair bouncing with each step, Hermione found herself in the company of Ron and Harry. They were discussing the Yule Ball and their own dance prospects when Hermione suddenly hesitated. She took a deep breath, her heart pounding with nerves, and made a decision that surprised even her.

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"Guys, I need to talk to Draco Malfoy," Hermione said, her voice resolute but tinged with uncertainty.

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Ron and Harry exchanged surprised glances. "Draco Malfoy? Are you serious, Hermione?" Ron asked, raising an eyebrow.

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Hermione nodded, her resolve unwavering. "Yes, I am. You see, I've been thinking, and I believe there might be more to him than meets the eye. I want to give him a chance."

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Harry and Ron exchanged doubtful looks, but they knew Hermione well enough not to dissuade her once her mind was set. They agreed to accompany her to the Slytherin common room, where they found Draco sitting by the fire, seemingly lost in thought.

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Draco looked up as the trio approached, and his expression quickly shifted from aloofness to surprise. "Granger, Potter, Weasley. What brings you here?" he asked, arching an eyebrow.

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Hermione took a deep breath, gathering her courage. "I, um, wanted to talk to you, Draco. Alone, if that's okay," she said, gesturing to her friends to give them some privacy.

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Harry and Ron hesitated for a moment before nodding and heading back to the Gryffindor common room, leaving Hermione and Draco alone by the fire.

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"Alright, Granger, what's this all about?" Draco asked, his tone guarded but curious.

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Hermione took another deep breath, trying to find the right words. "I've been watching you, Draco, and I can't help but feel that there's more to you than the person you pretend to be. I know we've had our differences in the past, but people can change, right?"

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Draco regarded her with a mix of surprise and skepticism. "And what makes you think I've changed, Granger? You've always been quick to judge me."

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Hermione looked into his gray eyes, determined yet vulnerable. "I believe in giving people second chances. I know you come from a different background, but that doesn't define who you are. I want to get to know the real you, Draco, beyond all the bravado and posturing."

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Draco seemed taken aback by her earnestness. He looked away for a moment before meeting her gaze again. "You're a Gryffindor, and I'm a Slytherin. We're supposed to be enemies," he said, his voice softer now.

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Hermione smiled gently. "Maybe it's time to break away from those old prejudices. The world is changing, Draco, and so can we. So, will you give this a chance? Will you go to the Yule Ball with me?"

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Draco hesitated, his eyes searching hers for any sign of insincerity. But all he found was genuine hope and curiosity. Slowly, a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. "Alright, Granger. I'll give it a chance."

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Hermione's face lit up with a radiant smile, and she extended her hand towards Draco. "Great! It's a deal, then."

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Draco shook her hand, a mix of uncertainty and newfound excitement in his eyes. As they left the Slytherin common room together, Hermione couldn't help but feel that this unexpected encounter might be the beginning of something extraordinary—an unlikely bond that could bridge the gap between two worlds. And so, with hearts full of anticipation, they ventured into the magical night that awaited them at the Yule Ball.

 

In Hogwarts, a tale did unfold,

Of love that was daring and bold.

Hermione, so wise,

With stars in her eyes,

Asked Draco, his heart to be hold.

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With Gryffindor courage, she'd plead,

For a love that both hearts would feed.

To Draco she'd speak,

Her voice soft and meek,

Their love, a bond they'd both need.

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The Slytherin, taken aback,

No insult, no taunt, nor attack.

He gazed at hr face,

A newfound embrace,

A love that would never lack.

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In Hogwarts, a love story grew,

From houses of green and of blue.

Hand in hand they'd stroll,

Two hearts on a roll,

A love that forever would brew.

 

 20 August 2023

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Chapter 23: A Peculiar Proposal

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The sun had begun its slow descent beyond the towering walls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, casting long shadows across the cobblestone courtyard. Hermione Granger, with her bushy brown hair and a determined look on her face, stood nervously by the entrance to the Great Hall. Her heart pounded in her chest like a caged bird, and her palms were clammy with anxiety. She had spent the past few weeks agonizing over the words she was about to say, the proposal she was about to make.

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Hermione took a deep breath and clenched the parchment in her hand. She had written and rewritten this letter countless times, practicing her lines with Crookshanks as her only audience. Now, it was time to face the person who had dominated her thoughts for longer than she cared to admit: Draco Malfoy.

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Draco was leaning against a nearby pillar, his platinum-blond hair catching the last rays of sunlight. He was engrossed in a conversation with his fellow Slytherins, their laughter echoing through the courtyard. Hermione's heart sank as she watched him, and she wondered if this was the right moment. But she couldn't let doubt deter her. She had to seize the opportunity before it slipped away.

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With her resolve fortified, Hermione made her way towards Draco, her footsteps echoing in the quiet courtyard. As she approached, his sharp gray eyes turned in her direction, and a smirk played at the corner of his lips.

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"Well, well, Granger," he drawled, "what brings you here? Come to confess your undying love for me, have you?"

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Hermione flushed crimson, her cheeks matching the red and gold of her Gryffindor robes. She cleared her throat and replied with a confidence she didn't entirely feel, "Actually, Draco, I've come to talk to you about something important."

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Draco raised an eyebrow, curiosity dancing in his eyes. "Important, you say? I'm listening."

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Summoning all her Gryffindor courage, Hermione handed him the folded parchment. "Read this, please," she said, her voice steady but her heart racing.

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Draco unfolded the parchment, his eyes scanning the words Hermione had penned. As he read, his smirk slowly faded, replaced by a look of genuine surprise. Hermione watched his expression closely, searching for any hint of what he might be feeling.

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When he finished reading, Draco looked up at Hermione, his gray eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and uncertainty. "Is this some sort of joke, Granger?" he asked, his tone less taunting than usual.

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Hermione shook her head, her curls bouncing with the movement. "No, Draco, it's not a joke. I mean every word of it."

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The parchment contained a heartfelt letter in which Hermione had poured out her feelings. She had admitted that despite their differences, she had come to see the person behind the mask Draco often wore, the person he had been becoming since the war had ended. She had confessed her admiration for his intelligence, her appreciation for his sense of humor, and her respect for the courage he had shown in difficult times.

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Draco seemed to be at a loss for words, a rare occurrence indeed. He glanced down at the letter again, then back at Hermione. "Why are you doing this now?" he finally asked.

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Hermione took a deep breath, her determination unwavering. "Because life is too short, Draco. We've all seen how fragile it can be. I don't want to waste any more time wondering 'what if.' I want to know if there's a chance for us."

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The courtyard had grown quieter as the sun dipped lower in the sky. Hermione could feel the weight of Draco's gaze on her, assessing her sincerity. She held her breath, waiting for his response.

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After what felt like an eternity, Draco let out a soft sigh and folded the parchment neatly. He tucked it into his robes and then looked back at Hermione, his expression softened. "You really are something else, Granger," he said, a hint of a genuine smile tugging at his lips.

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Hermione's heart soared, and she couldn't help but smile back. "So, what's your answer, Draco?"

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He took a step closer to her, their faces now mere inches apart. "I think," he began, his voice low and contemplative, "that I'd be a fool to let this opportunity pass me by. So, yes, Hermione Granger, I'll be your boyfriend."

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Hermione's face lit up with joy as Draco's hand found hers, their fingers entwining. It was an unlikely pairing, a Gryffindor and a Slytherin, but in that moment, as they stood in the fading light of the courtyard, it felt like the most natural thing in the world.

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As they walked away from the courtyard together, Hermione couldn't help but think that sometimes, even in the wizarding world, love had a way of surprising you when you least expected it.

 

In Hogwarts where magic does flow,

Hermione's feelings did grow.

She asked Draco one day,

In her own special way,

"Be my love, let's give it a go!"

 

September 19, 2023

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Chapter Twenty-Three: An Unexpected Proposition

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The Great Hall was buzzing with life, as always, during the evening meal at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Students from all four houses chatted and laughed, their faces illuminated by the warm, golden glow of floating candles that adorned the enchanted ceiling. The aroma of a delicious feast filled the air, enticing everyone to indulge in the mouthwatering dishes spread out on the long, wooden tables.

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Hermione Granger sat at the Gryffindor table, her mind preoccupied with thoughts that had been plaguing her for weeks. Her eyes kept drifting to the Slytherin table, where Draco Malfoy was engaged in conversation with his friends, a rare smile gracing his aristocratic features. Hermione had been observing him more closely lately, finding herself inexplicably drawn to his enigmatic allure.

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Ron Weasley, Hermione's best friend, noticed her distracted state. "Hermione, what's going on with you?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowed in concern as he speared a roast potato with his fork.

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Hermione blinked, realizing she had been staring at Draco. She quickly looked away, feeling her cheeks flush with embarrassment. "Oh, it's nothing, Ron. Just lost in thought, that's all."

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Ron exchanged a knowing glance with Harry Potter, who was sitting across from Hermione. "Come on, Hermione. You can tell us," Harry urged gently. "Is there something bothering you?"

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Hermione sighed, knowing she couldn't keep her thoughts to herself forever. "Well, it's just... I've been thinking about Draco Malfoy a lot lately."

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Ron and Harry exchanged surprised glances. Ron nearly choked on his pumpkin juice. "Malfoy? Why on earth would you be thinking about him?"

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Hermione shrugged, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "I don't know, really. He's been different this year, less... antagonistic. I mean, he's still a git sometimes, but there's something about him that's piqued my curiosity."

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Harry raised an eyebrow. "Curiosity, you say?"

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Hermione nodded. "Yes, curiosity. I've been wondering what it would be like to get to know him better, to see if there's more to him than meets the eye."

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Ron leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "You're not thinking of... dating him, are you?"

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Hermione hesitated before finally admitting, "I'm considering it, Ron. I want to give him a chance, to see if there's more to him than the Draco Malfoy we've known for years."

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Harry looked thoughtful. "Well, Hermione, if that's what you want, then you should go for it. Just be careful, okay? Malfoy can be tricky."

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Hermione appreciated her friends' support, but the real challenge lay ahead—how to approach Draco and broach the subject of dating. She couldn't imagine how he might react to such a proposition. Her mind raced as she formulated a plan.

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Several days passed, during which Hermione observed Draco even more closely. She noticed he often studied alone in the library, and she decided it was the perfect opportunity to approach him. With a book in hand and her nerves in check, she made her way to the secluded corner where Draco was engrossed in his reading.

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"Draco," Hermione said softly, causing him to look up in surprise. His gray eyes met her brown ones, and there was a flicker of curiosity in his gaze.

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"Hermione," he replied, a hint of caution in his voice. "What brings you here?"

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Hermione took a deep breath and mustered all the courage she could find. "I wanted to talk to you, Draco. I've been thinking a lot about us lately."

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Draco raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Us? What do you mean, Granger?"

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Hermione closed the book in her hands and set it aside. She looked directly into Draco's eyes and said, "I mean, Draco, I've been wondering if maybe we could give this a try. You and me, dating."

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Draco's expression shifted from surprise to disbelief, and then a small, uncertain smile tugged at his lips. "You want to date me? Hermione Granger, the brightest witch of our age, wants to date Draco Malfoy?"

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Hermione nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "Yes, I do. I think there's more to you than meets the eye, and I'd like to find out."

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A slow grin spread across Draco's face, and he leaned in closer. "Well, in that case, Granger, I accept your proposal. But I have one condition."

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Hermione held her breath, waiting for his condition.

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Draco's gray eyes twinkled mischievously. "You have to promise me that you'll teach me how to play chess properly. It's about time I beat you at something."

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Hermione laughed, feeling a wave of relief wash over her. "Deal, Malfoy. Let's see if we can make this work."

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And so, in the hallowed halls of Hogwarts, an unexpected and unlikely romance began to blossom, as Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy embarked on a journey that would challenge their preconceived notions and lead them to discover the magic of love in the most unexpected places.

 

In Hogwarts, where spells intertwine,

Hermione, so clever and fine,

Asked Draco one day,

In a charming display,

"Be my boyfriend?" with courage in her sign.

 

November 2, 2023 (Via Bing AI (Creative mode)

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Hermione Granger was nervous. She had been planning this for weeks, but she still felt unsure about how Draco Malfoy would react. She had never imagined that she would fall in love with him, the former enemy of her and her friends. But ever since they had been paired up for a potions project in their seventh year, she had seen a different side of him. He was smart, witty, and surprisingly kind. He had apologized for his past behaviour, and had even helped her with her studies. He had also defended her from his former cronies, Crabbe and Goyle, who still harboured a grudge against her.

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Hermione knew that Draco felt something for her too. She had caught him staring at her more than once, and he always smiled when he saw her. He had also given her subtle hints, like complimenting her hair, or holding her hand when they walked to class. But he had never made a move, and Hermione was getting impatient. She decided that she had to take matters into her own hands, and ask him to be her boyfriend.

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She had chosen the perfect time and place: Halloween night, in the astronomy tower. She knew that Draco loved stargazing, and that he would appreciate the romantic gesture. She had also prepared a special gift for him: a silver pendant with a dragon engraved on it. She knew that he was proud of his family crest, and that he would like the symbolism.

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She waited for him in the tower, wearing a simple but elegant black dress. She had cast a warming charm around herself, to ward off the cold. She looked at the stars, and hoped that they would bring her luck.

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She heard footsteps behind her, and turned around. It was Draco, wearing a dark green cloak over his school uniform. He looked handsome and mysterious in the moonlight.

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“Hello, Hermione,” he said, smiling.

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“Hello, Draco,” she said, returning his smile.

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He walked towards her, and stopped in front of her. He looked into her eyes, and she felt a flutter in her chest.

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“What are you doing here?” he asked.

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“I wanted to talk to you,” she said.

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“About what?” he asked.

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She took a deep breath, and gathered her courage. “About us,” she said.

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He raised his eyebrows. “Us?” he repeated.

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“Yes, us,” she said. “Draco, I have something to tell you. I… I like you. A lot.”

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He looked surprised, but not displeased. “You do?” he asked.

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“Yes, I do,” she said. “And I think you like me too.”

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He smiled slightly. “What makes you think that?” he asked.

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She rolled her eyes. “Oh, come on, Draco,” she said. “Don’t play dumb with me. You know how you feel about me.”

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He chuckled. “Alright, alright,” he said. “You’re right. I do like you. A lot.”

 

She felt a surge of joy. “Really?” she asked.

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“Really,” he said. He reached out his hand, and gently caressed her cheek.

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“You’re amazing, Hermione,” he said. “You’re smart, brave, beautiful… You’re everything I ever wanted.”

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She blushed. “Thank you,” she said. “You’re amazing too.”

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He leaned closer to her, and lowered his voice. “Hermione,” he said softly. “Can I ask you something?”

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She nodded. “Anything,” she said.

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He looked into her eyes with intensity. “Will you be my girlfriend?” he asked.

 

She smiled widely. “Yes,” she said. “Yes, I will.”

 

He grinned back at her. “Really?” he asked.

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“Really,” she said.

 

He wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her closer to him. “I’m so happy,” he said.

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“Me too,” she said.

 

He kissed her softly on the lips, and she kissed him back eagerly. They deepened the kiss, and felt their hearts beat as one. They broke apart after a while, and smiled at each other.

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“I have something for you,” she said.

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She reached into her pocket, and took out the pendant. She showed it to him, and explained its meaning.

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“It’s beautiful,” he said. “Thank you.”

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He took it from her hand, and put it around his neck. He kissed her again, and whispered in her ear:

“I love you.”

 

She hugged him tightly, and whispered back: “I love you too.”

 

They cuddled together under the stars, feeling happy and complete.

 

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There once was a girl named Hermione

Who fancied a boy named Draco

She asked him one night

Under the starry light

If he would be her Romeo

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He looked at her with a smile

And said that he liked her style

He gave her a kiss

And said he would miss

Her if she ever left him for a while

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They became a couple that day

And made everyone else dismay

But they didn’t care

They were happy and fair

And they loved each other in every way

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Bing Precise mode:

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Chapter 17: An Unexpected Proposal

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The Great Hall was abuzz with the chatter of students, the clinking of cutlery against plates, and the occasional hoot from an owl delivering a late letter. Hermione Granger sat at the Gryffindor table, her mind far from the breakfast spread before her. She was contemplating a decision that could change the dynamics of her life at Hogwarts.

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She glanced across the room to where Draco Malfoy sat with his fellow Slytherins. His platinum blond hair was slicked back as usual, and his grey eyes were focused on something in his hands. Hermione took a deep breath, gathered her courage, and stood up.

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Walking across the Great Hall felt like the longest journey she had ever undertaken. She could feel eyes on her as she approached the Slytherin table. Draco looked up as she stopped in front of him, his expression one of surprise.

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“Malfoy,” she began, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach. “May I speak with you? In private?”

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Draco’s eyebrows shot up, but he nodded and stood up, following Hermione out of the Great Hall.

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Once they were alone in an empty classroom, Hermione turned to face Draco. She took a deep breath and said, “Malfoy, I’ve given this a lot of thought. I believe we can learn a lot from each other. We can bridge the gap between our houses.”

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Draco looked taken aback but didn’t interrupt.

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“I’m asking you,” Hermione continued, “to consider being my boyfriend.”

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For a moment, Draco was silent. Then he let out a low whistle. “Granger,” he said slowly, “I didn’t see that coming.”

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Hermione held her breath as Draco pondered her words. The silence stretched on until finally, he spoke again.

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“Alright, Granger,” he said with a smirk. “Let’s give it a shot.”

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And so began an unexpected chapter in their lives at Hogwarts.

 

November 16, 2023

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The air in the Hogwarts library hung thick with the scent of aged parchment and the soft murmur of students engrossed in their studies. Hermione Granger sat at a small, secluded table in the corner, surrounded by towering shelves of books. The flickering light of an enchanted candle cast dancing shadows on her face as she nervously flipped through the pages of "The History of Magic."

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Draco Malfoy, the sleek Slytherin, entered the library with a confident stride. His platinum blond hair glinted in the dim light, and his silver eyes scanned the room with a hint of arrogance. Spotting Hermione, he couldn't resist a sly smirk before making his way towards her table.

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Hermione glanced up from her book, her heart pounding in her chest. She had been rehearsing the words in her mind for days, yet now that he was here, the courage she had summoned seemed to waver. She straightened her posture and took a deep breath.

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"Malfoy," she greeted, her tone a mix of determination and uncertainty.

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"Granger," he replied, raising an eyebrow. "What brings you to the dusty corners of the library? I would have thought you'd be brewing potions or something equally tedious."

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Hermione rolled her eyes. "I do have a life outside of class, you know. I wanted to talk to you about something."

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Draco's smirk grew more pronounced. "Oh, really? This should be entertaining. Go on, then."

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Taking another breath, Hermione set the book aside and looked directly into Draco's silver eyes. "I was wondering if you'd like to be my boyfriend."

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The Slytherin's smirk faltered for a moment, replaced by a surprised expression. Hermione braced herself for a cutting remark or a dismissive laugh, but instead, Draco seemed to be genuinely considering her proposal.

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"Your boyfriend?" he repeated, as if testing the words on his tongue. "Why on earth would I want to be your boyfriend, Granger?"

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Hermione met his gaze unwaveringly. "Because, beneath all the bickering and house rivalries, I think there's more to you than meets the eye. I believe people can change, and I see potential in you."

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Draco chuckled, a low, disbelieving sound. "You think you can change me, do you? That's quite the Gryffindor complex you've got there."

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"It's not about changing you, Draco. It's about giving you a chance to be something more. To be better. And besides," she added with a slight smile, "I've always been one for a good challenge."

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Draco studied her for a moment, his silver eyes flickering with a mix of emotions. Then, unexpectedly, he sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "You're mad, Granger. Utterly mad. But... I suppose I could give it a shot."

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Hermione's eyes widened in surprise, and a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Really? You'll give it a shot?"

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Draco smirked again, a more genuine one this time. "Don't get too excited, Granger. This doesn't mean I've suddenly turned into a saint. But who knows? Maybe you'll be the one Gryffindor who can handle a bit of Slytherin."

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As Draco walked away, Hermione couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and apprehension. The library, usually a sanctuary of silence, seemed to buzz with a newfound energy. The story of Hermione Granger asking Draco Malfoy to be her boyfriend would undoubtedly become one of the many tales whispered through the halls of Hogwarts for years to come.

 

There once was a witch, smart and bold,

In the library, secrets unfold.

Hermione, so ken,

To Draco, came clean,

Asked, "Be my boyfriend?" Story untold!

 

 

Bard (16/11/23)

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In the hallowed halls of Hogwarts, amidst the bustle of Prefects' duties and the quiet murmur of spells being practiced, an unlikely encounter was about to unfold. Hermione Granger, the brightest witch of her age, known for her bookish ways and unwavering loyalty to her friends, found herself drawn to the enigmatic Draco Malfoy, theSlytherin prince with a penchant for sarcasm and a hidden vulnerability beneath his bravado.

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Hermione, usually so composed and rational, couldn't shake the strange fluttering in her chest whenever she crossed paths with Draco. His piercing grey eyes, though often veiled in a sneer, held a depth that intrigued her, and his sharp wit, though often used to mock, hinted at a hidden intelligence that she couldn't ignore.

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It was during a rare moment of solitude in the library, the silence broken only by the rustle of turning pages, that Hermione decided to act. She found Draco perched in a corner, engrossed in a book on ancient runes, his frown etched deep into his forehead. Gathering her courage, she approached him, her heart pounding in her chest.

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"Draco," she began, her voice barely a whisper, "I need to talk to you."

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Draco looked up, startled, his expression morphing from surprise to annoyance. "What is it, Granger?" he drawled, his usual sneer in place.

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"I...I think I like you," Hermione confessed, her face burning with a blush.

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Draco's eyes widened, his sneer momentarily forgotten. "Like me? You must be joking," he scoffed, his voice laced with disbelief.

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Hermione shook her head, her determination growing. "No, I'm not joking, Draco. I've noticed you, the way you look at things, the way you think, and I...I find myself drawn to you."

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Draco stared at her, his expression unreadable. He had always considered Hermione Granger an annoying, bookish know-it-all, but there was something about her sincerity, her vulnerability, that touched him in a way he couldn't explain.

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"I don't understand," he finally said, his voice laced with confusion. "Why would you like me? I'm not exactly the most pleasant person to be around."

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Hermione smiled, her eyes sparkling with genuine affection. "You're more complicated than you let on, Draco. There's a good person in there, hiding beneath all that bravado."

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Draco felt a warmth spread through his chest, a sensation he hadn't experienced in a long time. He found himself wanting to believe her, to let down his guard and allow her to see the real him.

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"Hermione," he began, his voice soft, "I don't know what to say. I never thought..."

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He trailed off, unsure of how to express the turmoil of emotions swirling within him. He had always believed that love was a weakness, something to be avoided, but Hermione had awakened something in him, a flicker of hope that perhaps there was more to life than the bitter rivalry he had grown accustomed to.

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"Draco," Hermione said gently, placing a hand on his arm, "I'm not asking you to change who you are. I like you for who you are, flaws and all."

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Draco looked into her eyes, his heart pounding. He had never met anyone who saw him for who he truly was, someone who looked past his carefully constructed façade and saw the boy hidden beneath.

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"Hermione," he whispered, his voice barely audible, "I think...I think I might like you too."

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And in that moment, amidst the stacks of ancient tomes and the hushed whispers of Hogwarts magic, an unlikely love story began to blossom, a tale of two hearts finding solace and understanding in the most unexpected of places.

 

In Hogwart's halls, where spells interlace,

Hermione Granger, with wit and grace,

Found herself drawn to a Slytherin's charm,

Draco Malfoy, with his sarcastic arm,

A love unexpected, a magical embrace.

 

Bing limerick 16/11/23

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Hermione had a crush on Draco Malfoy,

But he was always so rude and coy,

She decided to ask him out,

With a confident shout,

But he rejected her with an annoyed "Oy!"