Author's Note: My comeback after several years! :) lol. This is a series of drabbles with more or less than 100 words per chapter.
A/N2: EACH DRABBLE WON'T BE RELATED TO EACH OTHER. Each has its own mood, point, and plot.
Hope you'll enjoy! :)
Hermione lazily got up from her bed—wait, lazily? It was the first time in history she felt lazy. Oh good God, Harry and Ron will be pleased.
She dragged her feet towards the head dorm's bathroom to brush her teeth and fix her bed hair—or rather, sexy bed hair.
I really like the way your hair goes into different directions when you wake up. It's sexy.
What the—? Whatever.
A cheeky grin was plastered on her face as she recalled that conversation with him.
She started to put on her uniform when she stumbled at something red between her feet and the bedpost. An apple, an apple with a note.
Hey Granger, or should I say, babe? :p come meet me after breakfast. See you.
She smiled sheepishly, thinking that Blaise Zabini, the head boy, will barge into her room any moment. But as far she knows, Blaise is still on his bed, and probably still dreaming about something dirty.
Hermione then bit the apple and smiled widely.
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