He he. My first fanfic, please review so I can write many, many more!
DM/HG- just because I love them both and wish I could have a Draco Malfoy live figurine to keep in my pocket. Please don't think I'm strange lol.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter... etc... blah blah blah... you know the score!
Set in their 7th year after the war with Voldemort. The goodies won, obviously, yey! Dracos mother and father are both dead and he couldn't be happier about not having to work for the dark lord, however, he is still an insufferable prick.
Love and Trust Chapter 1:
Draco Malfoy was lying, casually, on the couch in his new common room, the head boys commonroom to be exact, well and the head girls. Yesterday he had been given the frightful news that he would be sharing his commonroom with Granger, not to mention sharing his bathroom! Although he couldn't imagine her spending much time preening herself in it, in fact he hadnt even seen her since their return to Hogwarts yesterday, which suited him just fine. His mind began to wander and he found himself thinking of Pansy parkinson. He had managed to get her in the sack during the last week of term then had spent his holiday trying to ignore her pathetic letters and, in one case, howler. It wasn't that he didn't like her it was just that she hadn't been that particularly good and he didn't want a repeat performance so, he figured, it would be best to let her calm down before approaching her again for help in any lessons.
At that moment he heard the statue at the entrance to the commonroom spring to life and he lifted his head slightly to see Granger walk in with her eyes fixed straight ahead and her precious books held close to her chest.
wow!
Granger actually looked good! He couldn't believe it, she had certainly changed over the summer. Or was it that she wasn't wearing her usual, baggy, robe as school didn't officially start until tomorrow? As she strode towards her room he noticed her hair was sleek and smooth and she had grown quite a bit taller showing off her long legs which rose only to be hidden beneath a short denim skirt. Her books were pressed against her breasts (Hang on a minute... when did Granger get breasts?) drawing attention to her clevage and her holiday tan.
"What are you looking at Malfoy?" she fired at him before entering her room and slamming her door behind her without waiting for a reply.
This jerked him out of his thoughts and he was repulsed at himself for even thinking she was good-looking.
"Filthy, mudblood bitch" he spat quietly whilst turning onto his back and losing himself, once again in his thoughts, chuckling every now and then at the memories he had of Pansy and how uncomfortable she had seemed that night.
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Hermione woke early the next morning to the sound of her new magical alarm clock buzzing in her ear. 'Now you need not disturb your neighbour, they won't hear a thing!' or so the advert had said at least. She hoped it had worked and Draco was still fast asleep in his bed it would certainly help with her plan to leave her new abode early and enter it again late every night. She didn't want to spend any time with Malfoy that she didn't have to.
She crawled out of bed and glanced in her wall mirror and smiled to herself. That new straightning mousse was fantastic and was guaranteed to last for at least seven days, she hoped the boys at Hogwarts would appreciate it, she was sick of guys never noticing her unless they wanted help with their homework! Well, she thought, her new look seems to have had the desired effect already, Justins jaw nearly hit the floor yesterday when she had entered the Gryffindor commonroom. He he!
She quickly removed her nightshirt, magic'd her dirty clothes from yesterday to the laundry-room where shed wash them later wrapped a towel around herself and headed for the bathroom still trying to be as quiet as possible for fear of waking the annoying slytherin next door. She pushed down slowly on the handle to the bathroom door and found it locked.
Shit!
He had got there first.
"Malfoy hurry up in that fucking bathroom!"
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JESUS!!!
Draco alomost slipped on his way into the bathtub. What was she doing up this early? He had thought he could avoid her, obviously not.
"Relax Granger" He called back "I won't be long... It doesnt take much to get me looking the way I do"
"I can tell" she added sarcastically
"It's called natural beauty Granger, I'm sure you could look it up in one of your books"
She rolled her eyes "Just hurry the fuck up".
DM/HG- just because I love them both and wish I could have a Draco Malfoy live figurine to keep in my pocket. Please don't think I'm strange lol.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter... etc... blah blah blah... you know the score!
Set in their 7th year after the war with Voldemort. The goodies won, obviously, yey! Dracos mother and father are both dead and he couldn't be happier about not having to work for the dark lord, however, he is still an insufferable prick.
Love and Trust Chapter 1:
Draco Malfoy was lying, casually, on the couch in his new common room, the head boys commonroom to be exact, well and the head girls. Yesterday he had been given the frightful news that he would be sharing his commonroom with Granger, not to mention sharing his bathroom! Although he couldn't imagine her spending much time preening herself in it, in fact he hadnt even seen her since their return to Hogwarts yesterday, which suited him just fine. His mind began to wander and he found himself thinking of Pansy parkinson. He had managed to get her in the sack during the last week of term then had spent his holiday trying to ignore her pathetic letters and, in one case, howler. It wasn't that he didn't like her it was just that she hadn't been that particularly good and he didn't want a repeat performance so, he figured, it would be best to let her calm down before approaching her again for help in any lessons.
At that moment he heard the statue at the entrance to the commonroom spring to life and he lifted his head slightly to see Granger walk in with her eyes fixed straight ahead and her precious books held close to her chest.
wow!
Granger actually looked good! He couldn't believe it, she had certainly changed over the summer. Or was it that she wasn't wearing her usual, baggy, robe as school didn't officially start until tomorrow? As she strode towards her room he noticed her hair was sleek and smooth and she had grown quite a bit taller showing off her long legs which rose only to be hidden beneath a short denim skirt. Her books were pressed against her breasts (Hang on a minute... when did Granger get breasts?) drawing attention to her clevage and her holiday tan.
"What are you looking at Malfoy?" she fired at him before entering her room and slamming her door behind her without waiting for a reply.
This jerked him out of his thoughts and he was repulsed at himself for even thinking she was good-looking.
"Filthy, mudblood bitch" he spat quietly whilst turning onto his back and losing himself, once again in his thoughts, chuckling every now and then at the memories he had of Pansy and how uncomfortable she had seemed that night.
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Hermione woke early the next morning to the sound of her new magical alarm clock buzzing in her ear. 'Now you need not disturb your neighbour, they won't hear a thing!' or so the advert had said at least. She hoped it had worked and Draco was still fast asleep in his bed it would certainly help with her plan to leave her new abode early and enter it again late every night. She didn't want to spend any time with Malfoy that she didn't have to.
She crawled out of bed and glanced in her wall mirror and smiled to herself. That new straightning mousse was fantastic and was guaranteed to last for at least seven days, she hoped the boys at Hogwarts would appreciate it, she was sick of guys never noticing her unless they wanted help with their homework! Well, she thought, her new look seems to have had the desired effect already, Justins jaw nearly hit the floor yesterday when she had entered the Gryffindor commonroom. He he!
She quickly removed her nightshirt, magic'd her dirty clothes from yesterday to the laundry-room where shed wash them later wrapped a towel around herself and headed for the bathroom still trying to be as quiet as possible for fear of waking the annoying slytherin next door. She pushed down slowly on the handle to the bathroom door and found it locked.
Shit!
He had got there first.
"Malfoy hurry up in that fucking bathroom!"
********************************************************
JESUS!!!
Draco alomost slipped on his way into the bathtub. What was she doing up this early? He had thought he could avoid her, obviously not.
"Relax Granger" He called back "I won't be long... It doesnt take much to get me looking the way I do"
"I can tell" she added sarcastically
"It's called natural beauty Granger, I'm sure you could look it up in one of your books"
She rolled her eyes "Just hurry the fuck up".