Everything She Wants
By: M.B.
Chapter 1: The New Boy
Disclaimer:Keepin this Short-n-Sweet the good stuff belongs to J.K. the rest (a.k.a. the plot/storyline) is mine
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"Holy Bejeezus!" Hermione exclaimed as she stepped out of her car at the train station, "I'm almost late!" She quickly kissed her mum and dad good-bye and ran off towards platform 9 ¾. When she spotted Harry and Ron she giggled at their obviously worried mannerisms. Ron was leaning against platform nine while Harry was nervously scanning the crowd for any sign of Hermione. When he spotted her an enormous smile spread across his face.
"Hullo, 'Mione," said Ron as she approached. "Thought you weren't going to make it."
"Yeah," said Harry, "We were really worried."
"Really worried seems to be an understatement. You two looked like you were about to have kittens!," she laughed.
"Can you blame us? " asked Harry. "You're rarely ever late and when you are something's usually wrong."
"Nothing's wrong and I'm not late", then as she showed him her watch. "See, we've got five minutes, now lets hurry. Seeing how you two deprived Ron's dad of his flying car the train is our only way to school."
"Oh will you please shut up about that!" Ron said in much exasperation "We were twelve, will you please let it go?"
"I will for now because I don't want to be late," she said as she motioned for the other two to hurry.
With that the three of them casually leaned through the barrier. After they were seated comfortably and had eaten their snacks from the trolley, Orlando, the head boy who had intense dark eyes and a smile to die for, came in to call Hermione to the prefects meeting.
On entering the prefects' compartment she saw many familiar faces, as well as the new fifth year prefects. A tall boy with silvery, white, blonde hair and beautiful clear grey eyes, lounging in the corner caught her
eye.
Hmmm she wondered, "I've never seen him before, but he looks much too old to be a fifth year…he must be a new transfer. I wonder where he's from?
"Well," said the new head girl, Ariel, "I know most of you, but would the new prefects please introduce themselves by name, year, and House?"
Hermione listened lazily until it was the blonde boy's turn. Before he spoke he glanced around the room. When he saw her looking, he smirked. Wait, thought Hermione. I know that smirk . . . Suddenly her jaw dropped wide open. Whoahmygosh! It's…..
"Draco Malfoy, 6th year, Slytherin," said the boy. Hermione's jaw didn't close. Th-That's Malfoy? But he's supposed to be evil and 'ferret faced'! When did he get so . . . so . . . much more mature and well . . . HOT?, thought the astonished Hermione. After he had finished, Draco sat back down. When he saw that Hermione still had her mouth wide open, his smirk grew into a full arrogant grin. Hermione's mouth snapped shut. Oh, that awful cocky boy! What makes him think he's so great? Being hot never made anyone a great wizard…Lockhart definently taught me that one, and his father's proof enough that neither does being a rich pureblood.
Ariel brought Hermione out of her thoughts, saying, "That will be all. See you at school!" Hermione rushed out of the compartment to tell Harry and Ron that Malfoy was a prefect, but a hand on her shoulder stopped her.
"So, Granger," It was Malfoy. "Surprised to see me as a prefect weren't you?" Hermione let out a sigh of relief; at least he didn't guess the real reason she was gaping earlier.
"Yes, actually I was," she replied with sugary false niceness.
"I know what you're thinking," said Malfoy. "And no, my father didn't buy my way in. I, how did you phrase it before? Oh yes, 'got in on pure talent.'. My potions final on which, might I add, I scored ten points higher than you, my improvements in other classes, and my, ahem . . . talent on the Quidditch field, got me in. Now run that back to your little friends."
"The only reason you got in" said Hermione, now seething with anger "Is because Lord Voldie killed Blaise and his family because he found out they had been leaking his secrets to spies. Funny isn't it? It took the demise of old Voldie, to get his right hand man's son into a position of honour. You're just one lucky son of a bitch."
"Language Granger," said Draco in mock astonishment. "You don't want me reporting you to your head of house do you, mudblood?"
"Oh I'm scared," said Hermione before turning to leave.
Why can't he at least pretend to be nice? Oh yeah, because their looks and evil genes took up all the space for the decency ones…
By then she was back to the compartment she shared with Harry and Ron.
"Anything interesting happen?" asked Ron.
Hermione let out a sigh and sat down before saying, "You wouldn't even begin to believe it!"
"Just try us," said Ron. "After what we've been through, I seriously doubt there's anything we couldn't believe."
"Well," said Hermione. "Here goes . . . guess who was at the prefect meeting?
"I dunno," said Harry and Ron in unison.
"Malfoy," replied Hermione with disgust.
"HIM?" Ron exclaimed, "How'd that little ferret get to be a prefect?"
"Well I sure don't know!" said Hermione. Both Ron and Harry blinked exactly twelve times before firing what seemed like 7,000 questions at Hermione, ranging from Harry's "How much money did the bastard have to pay?" to Ron's "Did Dumbledore eat crack?"
Hermione laughed at Ron's question. "Um Ron…. You don't eat crack"
"Well I know that, I'm not a bloody idiot," said Ron "Smoking it wouldn't have screwed him up enough to make him make a decision like that! He must have eaten all the crack in Colombia."
At that the Trio broke into loud gales of laughter and continued joking with each other until Hermione noticed they were nearing the school. "I'll go find Ginny and change robes in her compartment," she said as she searched for her robes. "See you at the carriages."
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After the sorting ceremony, Hermione had just begun to eat when Ariel bent over her shoulder to tell her they were holding another prefects meeting.
"What" said Harry, "Another one?"
"I suppose so," said Hermione. She followed Ariel into a back room she had never seen before. Everyone else was already seated when she walked in. The only empty seat was between Malfoy and Padme DeMauier, (a Ravenclaw 5th year) Oh great, she thought. Malfoy looked Hermione from head to toe as if he was appraising her worth. Before she cold reply with a cutting remark she was interrupted by a voice.
"It seems that the professors and students enjoyed the Yule Ball so much two years ago that they want to begin holding an annual Winter Formal," said Orlando, the Head Boy. "They want us to go ahead and decide on the major details, so that we can have a head start. First, should Muggle formal wear or dress robes be required ?"
A vote was taken and Muggle formal wear was chosen by nearly everyone except the Slytherins.
"Excuse me Bloom," Hermione heard a voice beside her drawl, "What about those of us non- muggle borns who don't have muggle clothes?"
"Good point actually," cut in Ariel to keep the muggle born, Orlando from saying something rather out of head-boy character to Malfoy. "We'll schedule an extra trip to Hogsmeade closer to the ball so that you can buy them."
Ignoring the protests from the four Slytherins Ariel continued. "What years should be allowed to attend?"
Fourth years and above was quickly decided upon. It was also added that younger students invited by older ones could attend.
"Finally, what day?" The first Saturday of the Christmas holidays was unanimous. "Well that's all for now," said Ariel. "Thanks!"
The dining hall was empty when they left the meeting, so Hermione headed toward the Gryffindor common room. Malfoy was shortly ahead of her, and Peeves was bouncing behind.
Suddenly Peeves called out "HEY MALFOY!" and just as he turned, tripped Hermione. She landed flat on top of Malfoy, with her head on his chest. Wow he has a nice chest, thought a dazed Hermione. And it really was; Malfoy had grown broader and more muscular over the summer, as well as taller. They lay there shocked, until . . .
Ta-daaaaaaaaaaa the new and improved chapter one... finally! More improved chapters to come!! Yay!
By: M.B.
Chapter 1: The New Boy
Disclaimer:Keepin this Short-n-Sweet the good stuff belongs to J.K. the rest (a.k.a. the plot/storyline) is mine
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Holy Bejeezus!" Hermione exclaimed as she stepped out of her car at the train station, "I'm almost late!" She quickly kissed her mum and dad good-bye and ran off towards platform 9 ¾. When she spotted Harry and Ron she giggled at their obviously worried mannerisms. Ron was leaning against platform nine while Harry was nervously scanning the crowd for any sign of Hermione. When he spotted her an enormous smile spread across his face.
"Hullo, 'Mione," said Ron as she approached. "Thought you weren't going to make it."
"Yeah," said Harry, "We were really worried."
"Really worried seems to be an understatement. You two looked like you were about to have kittens!," she laughed.
"Can you blame us? " asked Harry. "You're rarely ever late and when you are something's usually wrong."
"Nothing's wrong and I'm not late", then as she showed him her watch. "See, we've got five minutes, now lets hurry. Seeing how you two deprived Ron's dad of his flying car the train is our only way to school."
"Oh will you please shut up about that!" Ron said in much exasperation "We were twelve, will you please let it go?"
"I will for now because I don't want to be late," she said as she motioned for the other two to hurry.
With that the three of them casually leaned through the barrier. After they were seated comfortably and had eaten their snacks from the trolley, Orlando, the head boy who had intense dark eyes and a smile to die for, came in to call Hermione to the prefects meeting.
On entering the prefects' compartment she saw many familiar faces, as well as the new fifth year prefects. A tall boy with silvery, white, blonde hair and beautiful clear grey eyes, lounging in the corner caught her
eye.
Hmmm she wondered, "I've never seen him before, but he looks much too old to be a fifth year…he must be a new transfer. I wonder where he's from?
"Well," said the new head girl, Ariel, "I know most of you, but would the new prefects please introduce themselves by name, year, and House?"
Hermione listened lazily until it was the blonde boy's turn. Before he spoke he glanced around the room. When he saw her looking, he smirked. Wait, thought Hermione. I know that smirk . . . Suddenly her jaw dropped wide open. Whoahmygosh! It's…..
"Draco Malfoy, 6th year, Slytherin," said the boy. Hermione's jaw didn't close. Th-That's Malfoy? But he's supposed to be evil and 'ferret faced'! When did he get so . . . so . . . much more mature and well . . . HOT?, thought the astonished Hermione. After he had finished, Draco sat back down. When he saw that Hermione still had her mouth wide open, his smirk grew into a full arrogant grin. Hermione's mouth snapped shut. Oh, that awful cocky boy! What makes him think he's so great? Being hot never made anyone a great wizard…Lockhart definently taught me that one, and his father's proof enough that neither does being a rich pureblood.
Ariel brought Hermione out of her thoughts, saying, "That will be all. See you at school!" Hermione rushed out of the compartment to tell Harry and Ron that Malfoy was a prefect, but a hand on her shoulder stopped her.
"So, Granger," It was Malfoy. "Surprised to see me as a prefect weren't you?" Hermione let out a sigh of relief; at least he didn't guess the real reason she was gaping earlier.
"Yes, actually I was," she replied with sugary false niceness.
"I know what you're thinking," said Malfoy. "And no, my father didn't buy my way in. I, how did you phrase it before? Oh yes, 'got in on pure talent.'. My potions final on which, might I add, I scored ten points higher than you, my improvements in other classes, and my, ahem . . . talent on the Quidditch field, got me in. Now run that back to your little friends."
"The only reason you got in" said Hermione, now seething with anger "Is because Lord Voldie killed Blaise and his family because he found out they had been leaking his secrets to spies. Funny isn't it? It took the demise of old Voldie, to get his right hand man's son into a position of honour. You're just one lucky son of a bitch."
"Language Granger," said Draco in mock astonishment. "You don't want me reporting you to your head of house do you, mudblood?"
"Oh I'm scared," said Hermione before turning to leave.
Why can't he at least pretend to be nice? Oh yeah, because their looks and evil genes took up all the space for the decency ones…
By then she was back to the compartment she shared with Harry and Ron.
"Anything interesting happen?" asked Ron.
Hermione let out a sigh and sat down before saying, "You wouldn't even begin to believe it!"
"Just try us," said Ron. "After what we've been through, I seriously doubt there's anything we couldn't believe."
"Well," said Hermione. "Here goes . . . guess who was at the prefect meeting?
"I dunno," said Harry and Ron in unison.
"Malfoy," replied Hermione with disgust.
"HIM?" Ron exclaimed, "How'd that little ferret get to be a prefect?"
"Well I sure don't know!" said Hermione. Both Ron and Harry blinked exactly twelve times before firing what seemed like 7,000 questions at Hermione, ranging from Harry's "How much money did the bastard have to pay?" to Ron's "Did Dumbledore eat crack?"
Hermione laughed at Ron's question. "Um Ron…. You don't eat crack"
"Well I know that, I'm not a bloody idiot," said Ron "Smoking it wouldn't have screwed him up enough to make him make a decision like that! He must have eaten all the crack in Colombia."
At that the Trio broke into loud gales of laughter and continued joking with each other until Hermione noticed they were nearing the school. "I'll go find Ginny and change robes in her compartment," she said as she searched for her robes. "See you at the carriages."
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After the sorting ceremony, Hermione had just begun to eat when Ariel bent over her shoulder to tell her they were holding another prefects meeting.
"What" said Harry, "Another one?"
"I suppose so," said Hermione. She followed Ariel into a back room she had never seen before. Everyone else was already seated when she walked in. The only empty seat was between Malfoy and Padme DeMauier, (a Ravenclaw 5th year) Oh great, she thought. Malfoy looked Hermione from head to toe as if he was appraising her worth. Before she cold reply with a cutting remark she was interrupted by a voice.
"It seems that the professors and students enjoyed the Yule Ball so much two years ago that they want to begin holding an annual Winter Formal," said Orlando, the Head Boy. "They want us to go ahead and decide on the major details, so that we can have a head start. First, should Muggle formal wear or dress robes be required ?"
A vote was taken and Muggle formal wear was chosen by nearly everyone except the Slytherins.
"Excuse me Bloom," Hermione heard a voice beside her drawl, "What about those of us non- muggle borns who don't have muggle clothes?"
"Good point actually," cut in Ariel to keep the muggle born, Orlando from saying something rather out of head-boy character to Malfoy. "We'll schedule an extra trip to Hogsmeade closer to the ball so that you can buy them."
Ignoring the protests from the four Slytherins Ariel continued. "What years should be allowed to attend?"
Fourth years and above was quickly decided upon. It was also added that younger students invited by older ones could attend.
"Finally, what day?" The first Saturday of the Christmas holidays was unanimous. "Well that's all for now," said Ariel. "Thanks!"
The dining hall was empty when they left the meeting, so Hermione headed toward the Gryffindor common room. Malfoy was shortly ahead of her, and Peeves was bouncing behind.
Suddenly Peeves called out "HEY MALFOY!" and just as he turned, tripped Hermione. She landed flat on top of Malfoy, with her head on his chest. Wow he has a nice chest, thought a dazed Hermione. And it really was; Malfoy had grown broader and more muscular over the summer, as well as taller. They lay there shocked, until . . .
Ta-daaaaaaaaaaa the new and improved chapter one... finally! More improved chapters to come!! Yay!