Highly Attracted ~hotsleekeyz~
This story is set in the seventh year that Harry and his company stayed in Hogwarts.
It was that usual first day in school that the trio got all-hyped up when Hermione got an anonymous package in their train compartment.
She opened the box and found the skin of the frog she dissected back in 2nd Year.
Who is this anonymous stalker who sent something she once owned years before? Has he been after her all this time? Is it the same person who killed her mother?
***Okay, I'll try to make this fic with lots of those 'steamy' scenes. It's hard to maintain 8 fics all at the same time. I hope I'll be able to start this though I already have a clear idea what will happen. It will consist of creepy chase scenes through the hallways and in the heart of the Forbidden Forest. At one point, Hermione will find herself in an old alley where stuff for the Dark Arts are being sold. The stalker will drag her to that place, and soon enough, after walking through the alleys, Hermione will see that she was sent to a secret hideoout of Death Eaters. . . and she's about to be offered to make Voldemort rise form the dead***
***ooh. . . I hope I don't steer away from that plot. Nonetheless, I'm expecting to start on it next week while I'm on with my first quarterly exams.
***the whole stalking thing has been inspired by none other than the famous stalker---ME *smirks*
***REVIEW PLEASE!I WANT TO HEAR WHAT YOU THINK AND EXPECT OF THIS FIC. YOU COULD ALSO CHECK OUT MY OTHER FICS UNTIL THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THIS STORY COMES OUT
='O'=
Highly Attracted ~hotsleekeyz~
Chapter 1 In the Midst of Nothing
************************************************************************
It was September 1st, a bright Monday for Harry, Ron, and Hermione who composed themselves in their compartment. The train had just moved from King's Cross', and it would take a while before they reach Hogwarts.
Hermione was wearing her black windbreaker over a pink tee and bootleg pants to match her leather boots. On the other hand, Ron was in green sweater and khakis. Lastly, Harry donned a white jacket over a black tee and black slacks to complete his attire.
"Bloody hell! I can't believe we're on our last year", Ron mouthed as he animated his excitement to go back to Hogwarts.
"Neither can I! You see, we've won the Quidditch Cup for how many years now, and then, we're off to finding a Quidditch team outside school. Must be LOADS of fun!", Harry seconded.
Hermione watched her friends attempt to contain their excitement. It was funny looking at them that way, but it made her sad to think that after their last year in Hogwarts, they would be living their separate lives.
Harry eyed Hermione who sat across him. "Mione, are you alright?"
"Yeah, I am. Don't worry. I was just thinking. . . you see, we all get excited that we are to spend our last year in school but did it ever daunt on you that we will be away from each other after all this?"
Harry and Ron put a halt to the festive air and looked sympathetically at their friend.
"Mione, it isn't that bad. Besides, you'll probably get a job at the Ministry. We can still work together as Professor Dumbledore considers me to work as Auror. You see, we can still be together. I reckon Ron has a plan of helping his brothers with their shop in Hogsmeade. If you're lucky, you can handle them if you got the right job in the Ministry", Harry said as he tried to comfort a disturbed Hermione.
"I told you, don't worry. I've thought about that too. By the way, we have to change into our uniforms. If you want, you two could stay here and I'll go ahead"
Just as Hermione was about to leave the compartment, she saw an owl flying beside the window to her right. She opened the window and let the owl in. The owl dropped the package and flew off.
"A package? For who is it?", Ron queried curiously.
Hermione looked for a tag but there was none.
"There's no indicated information about the sender but it says it's for me. Never expected to have a package this early"
She opened the box and to her surprise, she saw some frog's skin and a letter.
"God! Who the hell in Merlin's name would send THIS?", Hermione said in a tone of panic.
"Let's see what the letter says", Harry said, trying not to sound suspicious.
Hermione opened the letter and read the whole thing with a flabbergasted look on her face.
"What'd say?", Ron asked at once.
"It's from someone. . . a guy who has been following me around for 5 years. . . What should I do? I can't go around Hogwarts alone knowing that there's always been someone who has been carefully observing me while I'm in school. . . oh please, Harry, Ron, help me!", Hermione yelled in utmost confusion, waiving her arms in the air.
"Mione, calm down. We will not let that stalker get any near you. Just be on constant vigilance. He could be ANYONE", Harry stated to calm Hermione down.
Harry had his arm around Hermione when the door to the compartment opened and a cold, drawling voice interrupted them.
"My, My, aren't the Golden Trio having the time of their lives reminiscing the old times. Grow up people! There's no space for that in here", Draco spat smugly.
"Sod off Malfoy! You are not considered one to have a heart so get out of our friggin' compartment and have the others to annoy", Ron snapped.
Draco raised a brow and smirked slyly at Ron.
"You touched a spot there, Weasley. So, what's it you're occupied with? . . . If you'll excuse me, I want to sit in here", Draco claimed as he motioned to sit beside Hermione.
Draco peered out of the window and shifted his vision back to the dumbfounded others who were in the compartment.
"Are you trying to annoy us again? Oh, I shouldn't have asked that as you do that ALL the time", Harry stated in a matter-of-fact voice.
"You, Granger, don't you have anything to insult me with today? It's the first day of our last year and you wouldn't even give me an insult as remembrance?"
"I wouldn't. I would not think about wasting my time thinking of an insult for an insolent git like you"
"Well, your call. Not that I mind. . by the way, what's that you got there? A package THIS early? We haven't even gone through first class yet!"
"Envious? Then have some of your bitches to give you a package then! A skimpy g-string for you perhaps?"
Hermione tried to keep her cool.
"I never considered wearing one, but now that you mentioned it, I reckon it's good on me. On second thoughts, it would look PERFECT on me. Yes, the perfect g-string on the perfect body"
Draco smirked the most malicious he ever had.
"You are so full of yourself!"
"That tows your insult for me today as one"
"I hate you and your childish antics so if you just please, leave our compartment and give us some peace!"
"Two"
"Argh! Have your filthy ass out of here or I'll kick it straight into your guts!"
"Three"
Harry cut in. "It's useless Mione. He's just pissing you off"
"Harry, I can't let this pass. This is this the last year we'll spend in school and we have to bear with the sheer insensitiveness of a bastard"
Draco interrupted. "Four. And oh, get your facts straight bitch. My father is still alive so that doesn't count me as a bastard"
Hermione fumed mad.
"Fine. If you will not leave, I will!"
Hermione raced out of the compartment without another word.
Ron was just there, quiet, not able to cut in, in a VERY CIVILIZED, ACADEMICALLY-INCLINED conversation.
"If you'll excuse me, I'm not yet done with the Mudblood", Draco prompted his way out.
Harry was about to make the run after Draco but the door magically shut close.
***********************************************************************
"Thought you could get away from me? Wrong", Draco said as he stood behind Hermione who was staring by the window outside the compartments.
"Why do you want to piss me off THAT much today?", Hermione snapped.
"It seemed to me you were very occupied by a disturbing thought and it hit me that it would be fun to startle you with my exquisite looks"
Hermione glared at the person behind her, then she went back to looking at the view.
"You know, I was just kidding", Draco stated in a low voice.
"What?" Hermione wasn't able to contain her shock to hear that Draco was confessing that he was kidding.
"I didn't mean to ruin your day. . . is it that hard to comprehend?"
"Well, YES. For someone like you, it's a non-probability for you to care NOT to ruin anyone's day"
"I should count that as your fifth insult, but I won't"
"Argh! Bugger off, will you?"
"I can't"
"For once, please give me this chance to be alone. Something is bothering the hell out of me and I need to think"
"Don't you ever get tired of thinking?"
"If I have to think about it, then I would be thinking about it. Common sense! Oh, I forgot, that doesn't apply to you. You have a mind of your own"
"I do think things over once in a while"
"You know Malfoy, I don't know why you are telling me this but for one thing, it's making me uncomfortable. We're supposed to be enemies and I don't know why the hell we're talking about this"
"SUPPOSED to be enemies? We shouldn't have been enemies in the first place!"
"And YOU'RE telling me?"
"Nothing"
"Oh geez! If you have nothing more to say then you could scamper now"
"Granger, why do you think have we been enemies?"
"We were born to be like this. . . nothing unusual about it though. We naturally are"
"What if we try NOT to be enemies?"
After a long period of having her back against Draco, Hermione faced him.
"What is this? Some kind of a joke?"
"No. It's some kind of consolation"
"What for?"
"To know whether or not we can exist other than being enemies"
"It won't work"
"I'll make it"
"I don't believe you"
"You should"
"Why should I?"
"You never really wanted us to be adversaries. This whole situation has solely been dictated by the fact that you are friends with Potter and Weasley"
"Then why didn't you ask them for this CONSOLATION as well?"
"Because I know they don't care about this shit"
"I don't"
"You do"
"You can't tell me what's going on through my mind. Malfoy, this is absolute rubbish"
"Granger, I'll leave you for now. I'll let you think about this. My offer is still up. We can always be friends"
"Dream on Malfoy. It's not going to happen"
Draco left Hermione alone to herself. It daunted on Hermione that even if her words were supposed to be indifferent, there was no hint of hate, nor disgust. It was plain understanding. . . only that she didn't want to consider what Draco was saying. She didn't want to be caught off-guard.
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
YIPEE!
First chapter to my eighth fic! HURRAH!
I have nothing else to say but---REVIEW! Thanks!
This story is set in the seventh year that Harry and his company stayed in Hogwarts.
It was that usual first day in school that the trio got all-hyped up when Hermione got an anonymous package in their train compartment.
She opened the box and found the skin of the frog she dissected back in 2nd Year.
Who is this anonymous stalker who sent something she once owned years before? Has he been after her all this time? Is it the same person who killed her mother?
***Okay, I'll try to make this fic with lots of those 'steamy' scenes. It's hard to maintain 8 fics all at the same time. I hope I'll be able to start this though I already have a clear idea what will happen. It will consist of creepy chase scenes through the hallways and in the heart of the Forbidden Forest. At one point, Hermione will find herself in an old alley where stuff for the Dark Arts are being sold. The stalker will drag her to that place, and soon enough, after walking through the alleys, Hermione will see that she was sent to a secret hideoout of Death Eaters. . . and she's about to be offered to make Voldemort rise form the dead***
***ooh. . . I hope I don't steer away from that plot. Nonetheless, I'm expecting to start on it next week while I'm on with my first quarterly exams.
***the whole stalking thing has been inspired by none other than the famous stalker---ME *smirks*
***REVIEW PLEASE!I WANT TO HEAR WHAT YOU THINK AND EXPECT OF THIS FIC. YOU COULD ALSO CHECK OUT MY OTHER FICS UNTIL THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THIS STORY COMES OUT
='O'=
Highly Attracted ~hotsleekeyz~
Chapter 1 In the Midst of Nothing
************************************************************************
It was September 1st, a bright Monday for Harry, Ron, and Hermione who composed themselves in their compartment. The train had just moved from King's Cross', and it would take a while before they reach Hogwarts.
Hermione was wearing her black windbreaker over a pink tee and bootleg pants to match her leather boots. On the other hand, Ron was in green sweater and khakis. Lastly, Harry donned a white jacket over a black tee and black slacks to complete his attire.
"Bloody hell! I can't believe we're on our last year", Ron mouthed as he animated his excitement to go back to Hogwarts.
"Neither can I! You see, we've won the Quidditch Cup for how many years now, and then, we're off to finding a Quidditch team outside school. Must be LOADS of fun!", Harry seconded.
Hermione watched her friends attempt to contain their excitement. It was funny looking at them that way, but it made her sad to think that after their last year in Hogwarts, they would be living their separate lives.
Harry eyed Hermione who sat across him. "Mione, are you alright?"
"Yeah, I am. Don't worry. I was just thinking. . . you see, we all get excited that we are to spend our last year in school but did it ever daunt on you that we will be away from each other after all this?"
Harry and Ron put a halt to the festive air and looked sympathetically at their friend.
"Mione, it isn't that bad. Besides, you'll probably get a job at the Ministry. We can still work together as Professor Dumbledore considers me to work as Auror. You see, we can still be together. I reckon Ron has a plan of helping his brothers with their shop in Hogsmeade. If you're lucky, you can handle them if you got the right job in the Ministry", Harry said as he tried to comfort a disturbed Hermione.
"I told you, don't worry. I've thought about that too. By the way, we have to change into our uniforms. If you want, you two could stay here and I'll go ahead"
Just as Hermione was about to leave the compartment, she saw an owl flying beside the window to her right. She opened the window and let the owl in. The owl dropped the package and flew off.
"A package? For who is it?", Ron queried curiously.
Hermione looked for a tag but there was none.
"There's no indicated information about the sender but it says it's for me. Never expected to have a package this early"
She opened the box and to her surprise, she saw some frog's skin and a letter.
"God! Who the hell in Merlin's name would send THIS?", Hermione said in a tone of panic.
"Let's see what the letter says", Harry said, trying not to sound suspicious.
Hermione opened the letter and read the whole thing with a flabbergasted look on her face.
"What'd say?", Ron asked at once.
"It's from someone. . . a guy who has been following me around for 5 years. . . What should I do? I can't go around Hogwarts alone knowing that there's always been someone who has been carefully observing me while I'm in school. . . oh please, Harry, Ron, help me!", Hermione yelled in utmost confusion, waiving her arms in the air.
"Mione, calm down. We will not let that stalker get any near you. Just be on constant vigilance. He could be ANYONE", Harry stated to calm Hermione down.
Harry had his arm around Hermione when the door to the compartment opened and a cold, drawling voice interrupted them.
"My, My, aren't the Golden Trio having the time of their lives reminiscing the old times. Grow up people! There's no space for that in here", Draco spat smugly.
"Sod off Malfoy! You are not considered one to have a heart so get out of our friggin' compartment and have the others to annoy", Ron snapped.
Draco raised a brow and smirked slyly at Ron.
"You touched a spot there, Weasley. So, what's it you're occupied with? . . . If you'll excuse me, I want to sit in here", Draco claimed as he motioned to sit beside Hermione.
Draco peered out of the window and shifted his vision back to the dumbfounded others who were in the compartment.
"Are you trying to annoy us again? Oh, I shouldn't have asked that as you do that ALL the time", Harry stated in a matter-of-fact voice.
"You, Granger, don't you have anything to insult me with today? It's the first day of our last year and you wouldn't even give me an insult as remembrance?"
"I wouldn't. I would not think about wasting my time thinking of an insult for an insolent git like you"
"Well, your call. Not that I mind. . by the way, what's that you got there? A package THIS early? We haven't even gone through first class yet!"
"Envious? Then have some of your bitches to give you a package then! A skimpy g-string for you perhaps?"
Hermione tried to keep her cool.
"I never considered wearing one, but now that you mentioned it, I reckon it's good on me. On second thoughts, it would look PERFECT on me. Yes, the perfect g-string on the perfect body"
Draco smirked the most malicious he ever had.
"You are so full of yourself!"
"That tows your insult for me today as one"
"I hate you and your childish antics so if you just please, leave our compartment and give us some peace!"
"Two"
"Argh! Have your filthy ass out of here or I'll kick it straight into your guts!"
"Three"
Harry cut in. "It's useless Mione. He's just pissing you off"
"Harry, I can't let this pass. This is this the last year we'll spend in school and we have to bear with the sheer insensitiveness of a bastard"
Draco interrupted. "Four. And oh, get your facts straight bitch. My father is still alive so that doesn't count me as a bastard"
Hermione fumed mad.
"Fine. If you will not leave, I will!"
Hermione raced out of the compartment without another word.
Ron was just there, quiet, not able to cut in, in a VERY CIVILIZED, ACADEMICALLY-INCLINED conversation.
"If you'll excuse me, I'm not yet done with the Mudblood", Draco prompted his way out.
Harry was about to make the run after Draco but the door magically shut close.
***********************************************************************
"Thought you could get away from me? Wrong", Draco said as he stood behind Hermione who was staring by the window outside the compartments.
"Why do you want to piss me off THAT much today?", Hermione snapped.
"It seemed to me you were very occupied by a disturbing thought and it hit me that it would be fun to startle you with my exquisite looks"
Hermione glared at the person behind her, then she went back to looking at the view.
"You know, I was just kidding", Draco stated in a low voice.
"What?" Hermione wasn't able to contain her shock to hear that Draco was confessing that he was kidding.
"I didn't mean to ruin your day. . . is it that hard to comprehend?"
"Well, YES. For someone like you, it's a non-probability for you to care NOT to ruin anyone's day"
"I should count that as your fifth insult, but I won't"
"Argh! Bugger off, will you?"
"I can't"
"For once, please give me this chance to be alone. Something is bothering the hell out of me and I need to think"
"Don't you ever get tired of thinking?"
"If I have to think about it, then I would be thinking about it. Common sense! Oh, I forgot, that doesn't apply to you. You have a mind of your own"
"I do think things over once in a while"
"You know Malfoy, I don't know why you are telling me this but for one thing, it's making me uncomfortable. We're supposed to be enemies and I don't know why the hell we're talking about this"
"SUPPOSED to be enemies? We shouldn't have been enemies in the first place!"
"And YOU'RE telling me?"
"Nothing"
"Oh geez! If you have nothing more to say then you could scamper now"
"Granger, why do you think have we been enemies?"
"We were born to be like this. . . nothing unusual about it though. We naturally are"
"What if we try NOT to be enemies?"
After a long period of having her back against Draco, Hermione faced him.
"What is this? Some kind of a joke?"
"No. It's some kind of consolation"
"What for?"
"To know whether or not we can exist other than being enemies"
"It won't work"
"I'll make it"
"I don't believe you"
"You should"
"Why should I?"
"You never really wanted us to be adversaries. This whole situation has solely been dictated by the fact that you are friends with Potter and Weasley"
"Then why didn't you ask them for this CONSOLATION as well?"
"Because I know they don't care about this shit"
"I don't"
"You do"
"You can't tell me what's going on through my mind. Malfoy, this is absolute rubbish"
"Granger, I'll leave you for now. I'll let you think about this. My offer is still up. We can always be friends"
"Dream on Malfoy. It's not going to happen"
Draco left Hermione alone to herself. It daunted on Hermione that even if her words were supposed to be indifferent, there was no hint of hate, nor disgust. It was plain understanding. . . only that she didn't want to consider what Draco was saying. She didn't want to be caught off-guard.
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
YIPEE!
First chapter to my eighth fic! HURRAH!
I have nothing else to say but---REVIEW! Thanks!