a Dramione one-shot for y'all!
It was another day at Hogwarts, the sun was shining and the wind was blowing. A group of students lounged near the Quidditch Pitch under a shady tree.
"I'm boredddddd, Drakie-wakie," Pansy moaned impatiently, trying to receive attention from the infamous Draco Malfoy. Draco was sitting nearby with a sullen look on his face as he attempted to repel Pansy.
"Go find something to do then, just don't bother me," Draco replied with a frown on his delicate face, moving his hand through his hair. He threw a glance at his friend Blaise who was currently smirking at his predicament. "Why don't you go with Blaise?"
"But, but..." Pansy's protests died down as she noticed one bushy haired Gryffindor passing by. "Hey , Mudblood! Watch out, you might damage my poor little Drakie!"
Hermione Granger cringed at Pansy's high squeals. Her day had been going so well and Pansy Parksinson had to sully it with her utterly disgusting words and personality. "I don't care about your little boy toy here, I'm just trying to go study. More than you can ever say for yourself, Parkinson."
Draco watched amused as Pansy turned on her heel spluttering curse words as she went. "Well, well.. what do we have here?" He smirked as her face went through a variety of emotions in such a short amount of time.
Little did Hogwarts know, Hermione and the Prince of Slytherin weren't exactly enemies. He had apologized for his actions previously and they had somewhat decent relations. Hermione had also received an interesting parcel on her birthday. It had contained a beautiful lipgloss, after checking to see if they were any curses, she decided to wear it that.
"Granger, your lips look shiny today.. what disgusting gel did you use to try to de-uglify?" He teased with a knowing smirk.
"Malfoy! I am not ugly! But I can't say the same for you!"
"Oh really, no guy will ever like you," he said trying to provoke a response.
Hermione's eyes flashed and she snapped her fingers. An invisible beat seemed to kickstart as she tapped her foot...
What you know 'bout me?
What you
What you
What you know?
They say my lip gloss is cool
My lip gloss be popping
All the muggleborns turned their heads and began to nod along, some of the girls joining in. Everyone else watched on, confused by what they were seeing...
What you know 'bout me?
What you
What you
What you know?
They say my lip gloss is popping
My lip gloss is cool
All the boys keep jocking
They chase me after school
Hermione spun around with a triumphant glare at Draco. She had proven him wrong once again.. oh how fun it was. Several boys were rubbing their eyes and muttering at how beautiful she was. "See, Malfoy? I am not ugly and this lipgloss just helps accentuate my natural beauty.. Unfortunately you don't have any."
"Of course... Granger or should I say Hermione? After all, it was I who sent you that lipgloss after all," Draco leaned forward and everyone held their breath...
"What are you doing to Hermione?" Ron screeched as he stormed over. "I've been hearing nasty things all morning! Get away from her, you slimy Slytherin!"
Draco ignored the furious Ron and walked closer to Hermione. "You know, Weaselbee did have one good point... what am I doing to you?" Hermione blushed and tried to bat down her raging feelings as Draco leaned in and captured her lips in a sweeping kiss... that would be followed by many more.
"I think you'll need to reapply that... Granger," Draco whispered into her ear, watching Ron flush red with anger..
Needless to say, that lipgloss never did last very long...
review please! (how bad was it? hehe)