Okay so this is my second story, it's a Dramione and it's about the power of a sniff of Lynx. I recently fell in love with the smell and got an idea about a story with it so decided to write it. I hope you like it and please review.
Disclaimer: Don't own anything other than the idea and a love of Lynx.
Hermione Granger is known to Hogwarts as the 'good one'. She is known as the 'bookworm' or the smart one from the Golden Trio.
Draco Malfoy on the other hand is known as the bad boy, the one always in trouble or the one voted most likely to be in a fight with one from the Golden Trio.
One would think that from these few points these two people would have been mortal enemies, and they were; until a fateful day when said bookworm was walking past the prefect bathroom as said bad boy was walking out from having his bath.
Hermione Granger walked from the library along the corridor and up the stairs to the tapestry that would take her on a shortcut to the Gryffindoor common room. It was as she came out the other end of the tunnel that the intoxicating, amazingly masculine and . . . . well plain sexy, scent reached her lightly through the air. She inhaled deeply through her nose as if the scent was so precious she needed to commit it to her memory for safe keeping. She exited the tunnel from behind the tapestry and found the scent getting stronger. Deciding to be spontaneous for once she followed it. She followed it until she came to the corridor that held the prefects' bathrooms. Just as she was about to enter, as the scent seemed to be coming from inside, something surprising happened! Draco Malfoy came out through the door. The scent that she had been following hit her like a ton of bricks and she inhaled deeply, closing her eyes and smiling like an idiot: that is until she realised who it was that the scent must be coming from.
Malfoy. Draco Malfoy.
Hermione's smile, once so bright now turned into a blank look of confusion as she turned to look up at Malfoy.
'What's wrong Granger don't know what to do when faced with a Pureblood so much higher in status than you puny little mudbloods?' Malfoy droned as he looked down at her slight form compared to his toned, tall physique.
Hermione could think of nothing other than the amazing scent that rippled off him in waves of intoxicating goodness.
'W . . . what . . . what is . . . . . what is that ah . . . amazing smell?' Hermione stuttered staring up at Malfoy and thinking of nothing other than the scent that was radiating off him, baffling her mind and her body, which she would later blame as the reason she had let her guard down so low around him. For the first time since first year she didn't care about House rivalries, all she cared about was that amazing smell that was filling her every brain cell with curiosity.
'What?' Malfoy asked not understanding why Granger wasn't scowling and insulting him as per usual and instead asking about the deodorant he was wearing.
'I said what is the smell that is so amazing that I followed it here. To you.' Hermione asked looking up at Malfoy's confused and distinctly scared, face.
Malfoy took a step back from Hermione and tried to think of a way to use this situation to his advantage. Here was the bookworm, the mudblood from the Golden Trio asking him why he was so damn sexy. The possibilities were endless. If only he had a camera to capture the look of complete bafflement on her face. After a moment of staring at Hermione as she sniffed the air around him he decided that she obviously had something wrong with her! So he decided to use it to his advantage and get embarrassing secrets out of her! To see how addled she really was, he asked her a simple question: 'Are you on drugs?'
His gaze pierced her as he hunted for a sign of the tell-tale confused haze while still trying to keep a distance between them, which was a little harder than usual as all Hermione could think about was the smell and getting more of it.
'What? Drugs? Oh no, it's not that! It's just the smell is so remarkably amazing; I had to find out what it was. And it led me to you. So tell me what it is?' Hermione asked looking up pleadingly into his face.
Malfoy was shocked into a silence for a few seconds as he took in her face and her pleading eyes. He had not really looked at her in a few years and so still only thought of her as the bushy haired, buck toothed girl whom he had met in first year. The sight that he now beheld was very different to this one that he continued to associate with her. However; her hair was now longer and flowing in waves down her back, the big buck teeth had grown into the owners' mouth and were white and straight. Other sights that confused him were that of her eyes, they were now so large and deep! He felt as though he could look into them and never surface, almost like he would drown in them. This was definitely strange for the Malfoy boy to be thinking, as he and the mudblood were mortal enemies who should have been thinking about drowning each other, not about drowning in the eyes of the enemy...
'It's Lynx.' Malfoy replied, after a long pause where the two were just staring at each other in shock at talking to each other so calmly.
Hermione's eyes grew large and held surprise 'Lynx, you mean the deodorant muggle guys use?' She asked confused as to how a wizard, especially one like Malfoy, would know of it.
'No not the deodorant, the cat.' Malfoy replied sarcastically, rolling his eyes. 'Yes the muggle deodorant. Why?'
'How do you know about Lynx, and why would you, a Pureblood wizard prejudiced against muggles, be buying a muggle deodorant?' Hermione asked, shocked into thinking straight again, as she took a step away from Malfoy, trying now to get away from the intoxicating scent that muddled her brain.
'It helps me get the girls.' Malfoy said as he stepped in closer to Hermione, trying to mix up her brain and mess with her, with the trademark smirk tightly in place.
Hermione was now trying to get away from Malfoy as she stepped backwards and raised her hands palm forwards to push him away. Malfoy kept coming forward telling Hermione 'It got to you didn't it? It made you want me, it made you come running for me the minute it touched you. Admit it, you like it.'
'Like what?' Hermione asked trying to keep her emotions under control even though she was now firmly pushed against the wall with Malfoy pressed against her. The scent of Lynx so strong in the air Hermione nearly gave in to her wants and nearly lost control of her emotions.
'You like being this close to me. You like the fact that I can make you feel this way after no more than a spray of deodorant. You like the way that you have finally relaxed around me and finally shown how you really feel. You like that I now know that you want me.' All through this Malfoy had started to lean down to Hermione his face now directly in front of hers. He leaned into her as if to kiss her and whispered against her lips 'I love how I can make any girl lose control; even the bookworm Granger.'
And that is when everything between Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger changed for good. And it all happened because one measly bottle of muggle deodorant.
Draco's kiss made Hermione feel like she might explode with the passion she was feeling for him. She wanted to be nearer to him than possible. She wanted the kiss to never end. She wanted her brain to stop talking and to let her enjoy this.
'He's Draco Malfoy for Merlin sake! You can't do this!' was what her brain was telling her but her body and her heart was saying 'Oh Merlin, he's such a good kisser!'
Draco pulled away from Hermione just enough to whisper 'I knew you wanted me.' Into her ear before leaning in to attack her lips with another deep, passionate kiss.
Hermione listened as Draco whispered in her ear and broke away from him as he tried to kiss her and said, 'What do you mean 'you knew I wanted you'?' She asked pulling away from him and walking a few steps away from him, trying to get enough distance between them for her to think clearly, without being affected by his intoxicating smell. The fact that she had let him get to her so much bothered her and now this small statement of his had her guard springing up once again. She was terrified about how he would react knowing now that she did in fact want him and on top of that, he now knew how he could get to her.
'Well exactly what I said. I noticed you looking at me before and whenever I would walk by you, you would always move from walking in a straight line to walking a little in my way so that we would rub shoulders or something. Why, what did you think I meant?' Draco asked looking down at Hermione as she moved further away from him, her brow creased in thought.
'I'm sorry, I have to go. This never should have happened. Bye.' Hermione said quickly, not meeting Draco's eye, she walked away from him. She left him stranded, confused and alone in a corridor; the corridor that was the only witness to the change that had occurred between these two enemies, a change of seismic proportions that had occurred in less than ten minutes. And all because of a deodorant that smelled too good....
So yeah that's it for the first chapter. Please review and tell me whether you love it, hate it, could be better etc. Hope you liked it!