This is my first fanfic so be nice~~ R/R pleaze~~ also, im co-writin this
with Christine… (im not sure wut her penname is…) ill update as soon as I
get some positive reviews (… hab fun reading ~
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Can't Resist
It was a rainy afternoon and Hermione, now starting her 7th year at Hogwarts (she's Head Girl, of course ), was feeling a touch of PMS as she slowly boarded the Hogwarts Express. Slouching her shoulders, she walked reluctantly to the Head Girl and Boy's compartment and took a seat. As she gazed outside the window, she caught a short glimpse of Ron and Ginny's flaming red hair and Harry's jet-black hair. Harry and Ron changed a lot over the years. Harry had grown more muscular and taller. Quidditch really helped…~ Ron, however, was much more taller than Harry and he was the best looking guy in Gryffindor. Unfortunately, this did not cheer her up that much. Since the 6th year, Hermione had felt discontented with her boring routine life. Harry and Ron seemed so boring. But, what could she do? The best thing she could do was change herself and hope to attract some interesting guys, with a little help from her best friend Ginny.
As Hermione looked herself over, thinking of all the changes she had gone through. She was nothing like the bushy-haired nerd she used to be. Her messy brown hair was now chocolate brown with gentle wavy curls. Her skin was smooth and clean, with no traces of acne whatsoever. The big front teeth, which had brought her so much grief before, were now perfect. In addition to all these marvelous transformations, she was filled in at all the right places and was skinny enough to look good in a super short mini- skirt and a strapless top. As a matter of fact, Hermione was currently dressed in a pair of tight sparkley jeans and a light blue halter- top.
!!!!SLAM!!!!
Hermione broke her gaze from the window and looked at the figure standing in the doorway to the compartment. To her great dismay, it was none other then that horrible Draco Malfoy.
"Well, hello Granger. Fancy seeing you here, in my compartment." Draco said in his usual lazy drawl.
"This compartment is for both Head Boy and Girl. What are you doing here? You can't be Head Boy!" Hermione spat out with hatred. She hated it when someone intruded while she was thinking.
"Unfortunately for the both of us, mudblood, it seems as if we will spend the rest of the year working with each other, seeing as how I am indeed Head Boy." Malfoy replied, keeping his face void of expression.
"Oh great, I get to spend my whole year, working with Ferret Boy. Life is cruel." Hermione thought to herself.
"Well, I'm going to sit down, whether you like it or not." Draco said. Hermione ignored him.
Minutes crawled past. Hermione, positive that Draco had lost interest in bothering her, secretively studied Draco. He had gone through lots of changes over the break also. He was somewhere around 6 feet 4 inches, had toned muscles under his black robe, and had grown more, attractive. "I guess he's not a scrawny little kid anymore." Hermione thought with scorn.
Her thoughts were once again interrupted as Hogwarts Express slowly came to a stop. Draco and Hermione wordlessly walked out of their compartment. After a silent carriage ride from the train stop to the school, it was time for all the students to gather up in the great hall for the sorting. As Head Boy and Girl, Herm and Draco had to sit at a separate tables set especially for them. As usual, the hall was filled with happy voiced talking eagerly with friends. After few minutes, all noises were stopped as Professor Dumbledore raised his hand.
"Before we start the sorting, I have an announcement to make. Our school has received two new students."
This sentence drew all eyes to him more affectively then an attention spell.
"It is my greatest joy to introduce Miss Chloe Lee and Mister Stephen Chen."
Everyone clapped politely.
"After we sort all the first years, Miss Lee and Mister Chen shall be sorted."
Unfortunately for the Sorting Hat, no one paid attention to its new song except for some of the 1st years with amazed looks on their faces. The rest were all too busy examining the newcomers. Chloe was standing casually in front of the room, looking rather bored. Her hair was black with screaming red highlights and her thin neck was accented with a spike choker. Her tight black tank top with Rebel written in neon green graffiti across the chest and her tight ripped jeans drew every boy's eyes. Although she was already tall, she wore black high heels. On her face she had green eye shadow, red lip-gloss, and a pair of large hoop earrings that had "bitch" written on it. Overall, she looked quite intimidating.
Stephen was the opposite of Chloe. He had black spiked hair, and was wearing baggy jeans and a yellow Tommy shirt. Although he wasn't a rebel or a gangster, he was definitely HOT~
Time came for the newcomers to be sorted. Chloe was up first.
"Well, hello Chloe, which house do you wish to be sorted into? I see you have plenty of bravery and courage… How about Gryffindor??" whispered the Sorting Hat into her ears.
"Whatever~ Just hurry up will you??" thought Chloe in reply.
"Well, I think you'd be best in SLYTHERIN!" The Sorting Hat shouted the last word.
The Slytherins cheered loudly while everyone else looked very disappointed.
Next, it was Stephen's turn. The Hat took only few seconds before shouting out.
"Gryffindor!!!"
The Gryffindor table cheered. Especially the girls.
"Now that that's over with, let the feast begin!!!"
Harry, Ron, and Hermione eagerly introduced themselves to Stephen. All the girls shot jealous looks at Hermione, who was offering him a tour of the school afterwards. Stephen nodded in reply.
Meanwhile, at the Slytherin table, Chloe was telling the attentive crowd why she switched schools.
"I was expelled from Transgoth, a school in Korea (but she speaks fluent English.. hmm.. oh well~), because I graffitied the teachers' lounge." Chloe said, with a hint of pride in her voice.
Suddenly, a sexy voice whispered in her ear. "Well, I see we have a rebel in our hands."
Chloe turned around and found herself starring into a pair of cold silver eyes.
"My name is Draco Malfoy. I trust you're not a mudblood?" He said with a smirk on his face.
Chloe reached up her hand and caressed his platinum blond hair.
"Hi Draco..." she whispered into his ears. She let her hand drop from his hair and gently slid her fingers down to his stomach. Slowly fingering his six-pack, Chloe said, "Fuck off." She dropped her hand to her side, sat down, and started to eat.
Draco stood still, temporarily shocked. However, he recovered quickly and sat down next to Chloe. For the rest of the feast, they both stayed silent.
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Can't Resist
It was a rainy afternoon and Hermione, now starting her 7th year at Hogwarts (she's Head Girl, of course ), was feeling a touch of PMS as she slowly boarded the Hogwarts Express. Slouching her shoulders, she walked reluctantly to the Head Girl and Boy's compartment and took a seat. As she gazed outside the window, she caught a short glimpse of Ron and Ginny's flaming red hair and Harry's jet-black hair. Harry and Ron changed a lot over the years. Harry had grown more muscular and taller. Quidditch really helped…~ Ron, however, was much more taller than Harry and he was the best looking guy in Gryffindor. Unfortunately, this did not cheer her up that much. Since the 6th year, Hermione had felt discontented with her boring routine life. Harry and Ron seemed so boring. But, what could she do? The best thing she could do was change herself and hope to attract some interesting guys, with a little help from her best friend Ginny.
As Hermione looked herself over, thinking of all the changes she had gone through. She was nothing like the bushy-haired nerd she used to be. Her messy brown hair was now chocolate brown with gentle wavy curls. Her skin was smooth and clean, with no traces of acne whatsoever. The big front teeth, which had brought her so much grief before, were now perfect. In addition to all these marvelous transformations, she was filled in at all the right places and was skinny enough to look good in a super short mini- skirt and a strapless top. As a matter of fact, Hermione was currently dressed in a pair of tight sparkley jeans and a light blue halter- top.
!!!!SLAM!!!!
Hermione broke her gaze from the window and looked at the figure standing in the doorway to the compartment. To her great dismay, it was none other then that horrible Draco Malfoy.
"Well, hello Granger. Fancy seeing you here, in my compartment." Draco said in his usual lazy drawl.
"This compartment is for both Head Boy and Girl. What are you doing here? You can't be Head Boy!" Hermione spat out with hatred. She hated it when someone intruded while she was thinking.
"Unfortunately for the both of us, mudblood, it seems as if we will spend the rest of the year working with each other, seeing as how I am indeed Head Boy." Malfoy replied, keeping his face void of expression.
"Oh great, I get to spend my whole year, working with Ferret Boy. Life is cruel." Hermione thought to herself.
"Well, I'm going to sit down, whether you like it or not." Draco said. Hermione ignored him.
Minutes crawled past. Hermione, positive that Draco had lost interest in bothering her, secretively studied Draco. He had gone through lots of changes over the break also. He was somewhere around 6 feet 4 inches, had toned muscles under his black robe, and had grown more, attractive. "I guess he's not a scrawny little kid anymore." Hermione thought with scorn.
Her thoughts were once again interrupted as Hogwarts Express slowly came to a stop. Draco and Hermione wordlessly walked out of their compartment. After a silent carriage ride from the train stop to the school, it was time for all the students to gather up in the great hall for the sorting. As Head Boy and Girl, Herm and Draco had to sit at a separate tables set especially for them. As usual, the hall was filled with happy voiced talking eagerly with friends. After few minutes, all noises were stopped as Professor Dumbledore raised his hand.
"Before we start the sorting, I have an announcement to make. Our school has received two new students."
This sentence drew all eyes to him more affectively then an attention spell.
"It is my greatest joy to introduce Miss Chloe Lee and Mister Stephen Chen."
Everyone clapped politely.
"After we sort all the first years, Miss Lee and Mister Chen shall be sorted."
Unfortunately for the Sorting Hat, no one paid attention to its new song except for some of the 1st years with amazed looks on their faces. The rest were all too busy examining the newcomers. Chloe was standing casually in front of the room, looking rather bored. Her hair was black with screaming red highlights and her thin neck was accented with a spike choker. Her tight black tank top with Rebel written in neon green graffiti across the chest and her tight ripped jeans drew every boy's eyes. Although she was already tall, she wore black high heels. On her face she had green eye shadow, red lip-gloss, and a pair of large hoop earrings that had "bitch" written on it. Overall, she looked quite intimidating.
Stephen was the opposite of Chloe. He had black spiked hair, and was wearing baggy jeans and a yellow Tommy shirt. Although he wasn't a rebel or a gangster, he was definitely HOT~
Time came for the newcomers to be sorted. Chloe was up first.
"Well, hello Chloe, which house do you wish to be sorted into? I see you have plenty of bravery and courage… How about Gryffindor??" whispered the Sorting Hat into her ears.
"Whatever~ Just hurry up will you??" thought Chloe in reply.
"Well, I think you'd be best in SLYTHERIN!" The Sorting Hat shouted the last word.
The Slytherins cheered loudly while everyone else looked very disappointed.
Next, it was Stephen's turn. The Hat took only few seconds before shouting out.
"Gryffindor!!!"
The Gryffindor table cheered. Especially the girls.
"Now that that's over with, let the feast begin!!!"
Harry, Ron, and Hermione eagerly introduced themselves to Stephen. All the girls shot jealous looks at Hermione, who was offering him a tour of the school afterwards. Stephen nodded in reply.
Meanwhile, at the Slytherin table, Chloe was telling the attentive crowd why she switched schools.
"I was expelled from Transgoth, a school in Korea (but she speaks fluent English.. hmm.. oh well~), because I graffitied the teachers' lounge." Chloe said, with a hint of pride in her voice.
Suddenly, a sexy voice whispered in her ear. "Well, I see we have a rebel in our hands."
Chloe turned around and found herself starring into a pair of cold silver eyes.
"My name is Draco Malfoy. I trust you're not a mudblood?" He said with a smirk on his face.
Chloe reached up her hand and caressed his platinum blond hair.
"Hi Draco..." she whispered into his ears. She let her hand drop from his hair and gently slid her fingers down to his stomach. Slowly fingering his six-pack, Chloe said, "Fuck off." She dropped her hand to her side, sat down, and started to eat.
Draco stood still, temporarily shocked. However, he recovered quickly and sat down next to Chloe. For the rest of the feast, they both stayed silent.