Disclaimer: I wished I owned harry potter (or at least harry or Malfoy) but
sadly j.k rowling does.
A/N: pretty please review!! I would really like to know what you think! Thanks!
*~* Hermione smiled thoughtfully as she peered at her reflection in the mirror. Now in her sixth year she had changed a lot, more so in appearance than personality. She was still a bookworm and as ambitious, and all that hard work had paid off. At the top of her class Hermione had made prefect. The shiny badge was pinned impressively on her white jacket. She thought happily of the looks on Ron and Harry's faces when she told them the news, although she didn't expect them to be too surprised.
Smoothing her clothes self-consciously Hermione knew it would probably be her appearance that shocked them more. As always she was thing and average height but now she had curves in all the right places. Her once bushy hair now fell in sleek curls just past her soldiers.
"Honey! Hurry up, you don't want to be late for the train!" her mother called from downstairs interrupting her thoughts.
"All right Mum! I'm coming!" she shouted back and with one last look around the room quickly left feeling a surge of excitement. She couldn't wait to be back at Hogwarts.
*~*
A whistle blew shrilly and steam billowed from the Hogwarts express as Hermione gave her parents one last hug and hopped on the train looking for Harry and Ron. Remembering that prefects usually had a few compartments to themselves at the head of the train she decided to see who else had been chosen.
Sliding open the door she groaned in exasperation. Sitting there writing in a notebook was the silvery-blonde Draco Malfoy. She had kind of expected him to be Slytherins prefect but had hoped she would be wrong for once.
"Malfoy," she said, sighing again this time in resignation.
"Granger," he replied, snapping the notebook shut and standing up. Surprisingly he wasn't giving her one of his famous Malfoy holier-than-thou smirks but instead he was giving her this devilish grin, standing too close and surveying her body for a bit too long.
Nervously stepping back she tried to ignore it but she knew the burning of her face was giving her away. Still looking at her with a devilish grin on his face, making her tremble and putting her at a loss for words. Taking jerky steps backwards she ran into the wall of the train. Malfoy moved forward and put his right arm up over her shoulder to block her from turning and leaving.
Everything inside of Hermione's head told her to push him off and run away- run away as fast as she could. This was the Malfoy who had taunted her for years because she was a mudblood, making it clear that he thought he was better just because she had muggle parents. The two hated each other and generally avoided her. But now he was acting like he wanted her. and she obviously owed that to the change she'd gone through over the summer.
So as his face got closer to her and she felt his hot breath on her cheek, his left arm caressing her cheek she suddenly realized something she had failed to see in her past: Draco Malfoy was extremely good looking. His eyes which were somehow a silvery blue were so cold, and taunting, and sexy that Hermione's knees went weak. Her eyes lingered, for the first time, over his strong arms and built body.
"Like what you see?" Malfoy whispered seductively in her ear, noticing her gaze and that she was not even resisting. For once all logic flew out of her head and she wanted him too. Then when he leaned in and kissed her she didn't even try to pull pack. Instead Hermione was lost in the passion, opening her mouth slightly and letting his tongue caress hers, failing to notice a shocked gasp a few feet away.
Suddenly Hermione wasn't kissing Malfoy anymore instead he had been grabbed off her and thrown on the ground. For the next few minutes there was a lot of confused punching and shouts of "You bastard! I'll f**cking kill you!"
*~*
a/n: so. what do you think? REVIEW PLEASE!!! Two guesses who is attacking Malfoy.
A/N: pretty please review!! I would really like to know what you think! Thanks!
*~* Hermione smiled thoughtfully as she peered at her reflection in the mirror. Now in her sixth year she had changed a lot, more so in appearance than personality. She was still a bookworm and as ambitious, and all that hard work had paid off. At the top of her class Hermione had made prefect. The shiny badge was pinned impressively on her white jacket. She thought happily of the looks on Ron and Harry's faces when she told them the news, although she didn't expect them to be too surprised.
Smoothing her clothes self-consciously Hermione knew it would probably be her appearance that shocked them more. As always she was thing and average height but now she had curves in all the right places. Her once bushy hair now fell in sleek curls just past her soldiers.
"Honey! Hurry up, you don't want to be late for the train!" her mother called from downstairs interrupting her thoughts.
"All right Mum! I'm coming!" she shouted back and with one last look around the room quickly left feeling a surge of excitement. She couldn't wait to be back at Hogwarts.
*~*
A whistle blew shrilly and steam billowed from the Hogwarts express as Hermione gave her parents one last hug and hopped on the train looking for Harry and Ron. Remembering that prefects usually had a few compartments to themselves at the head of the train she decided to see who else had been chosen.
Sliding open the door she groaned in exasperation. Sitting there writing in a notebook was the silvery-blonde Draco Malfoy. She had kind of expected him to be Slytherins prefect but had hoped she would be wrong for once.
"Malfoy," she said, sighing again this time in resignation.
"Granger," he replied, snapping the notebook shut and standing up. Surprisingly he wasn't giving her one of his famous Malfoy holier-than-thou smirks but instead he was giving her this devilish grin, standing too close and surveying her body for a bit too long.
Nervously stepping back she tried to ignore it but she knew the burning of her face was giving her away. Still looking at her with a devilish grin on his face, making her tremble and putting her at a loss for words. Taking jerky steps backwards she ran into the wall of the train. Malfoy moved forward and put his right arm up over her shoulder to block her from turning and leaving.
Everything inside of Hermione's head told her to push him off and run away- run away as fast as she could. This was the Malfoy who had taunted her for years because she was a mudblood, making it clear that he thought he was better just because she had muggle parents. The two hated each other and generally avoided her. But now he was acting like he wanted her. and she obviously owed that to the change she'd gone through over the summer.
So as his face got closer to her and she felt his hot breath on her cheek, his left arm caressing her cheek she suddenly realized something she had failed to see in her past: Draco Malfoy was extremely good looking. His eyes which were somehow a silvery blue were so cold, and taunting, and sexy that Hermione's knees went weak. Her eyes lingered, for the first time, over his strong arms and built body.
"Like what you see?" Malfoy whispered seductively in her ear, noticing her gaze and that she was not even resisting. For once all logic flew out of her head and she wanted him too. Then when he leaned in and kissed her she didn't even try to pull pack. Instead Hermione was lost in the passion, opening her mouth slightly and letting his tongue caress hers, failing to notice a shocked gasp a few feet away.
Suddenly Hermione wasn't kissing Malfoy anymore instead he had been grabbed off her and thrown on the ground. For the next few minutes there was a lot of confused punching and shouts of "You bastard! I'll f**cking kill you!"
*~*
a/n: so. what do you think? REVIEW PLEASE!!! Two guesses who is attacking Malfoy.