Detention Sparked Romance
My very first Harry Potter…a Dramione! I really hope you like it!
I sat in potions class just before lunch. Snape had just awarded Blaise Zabini ten points for ultimately no reason at all, and my patience was wearing thin.
"Miss Granger, if you spent less time worrying about the points your house isn't being awarded, and more time focused on your potion, it would not be a violet color at the moment, but instead emerald green. You get a zero for the day, and detention tonight 6:00." Suddenly, Malfoy's potion burst into flames, I was too busy imagining Snape deducting points from Malfoy, that I didn't realize what was about to happen. Everyone but me ducked under their tables, and Malfoy's concoction exploded, coating every surface with a blue slime. Unfortunately, I had not ducked and covered as everyone else had, and was now covered in the slime as well. The other students emerged out from under their tables and glanced around the room. "Mr. Malfoy, detention tonight 6:00. You and Miss. Granger will be scrubbing every inch of this classroom until it sparkles."
"But Professor," Malfoy, and I shouted.
"Do you wish me to extend your detentions, and take points from your houses?"
"No Professor," we replied.
"Alright then, class is dismissed early today seeing as we cannot work in these conditions." I grabbed my slime-covered book-bag and walked out of the room with Ron and Harry.
"Here, I'll fix those," I told them as soon as I saw their book-bags. I murmured a spell and the slime that coated the bags vanished, leaving them looking almost new.
"So, detention with the ferret…" Ron said as all three of us walked to the great hall for lunch.
"Shut up Ronald," I growled.
I had finished supper early, and was now on my way to detention. Malfoy stood, leaning against the door to Snape's classroom. It opened suddenly, and Malfoy fell back, onto the slime-covered floor.
"Enter. Now, there will be no magic so hand me your wands." We handed them over to Snape, and waited for him to speak up again. "There are buckets of water and soap, and sponges over there," he pointed just behind us. "Do have fun. By the way, you'll be down here all week-end unless you finish." Snape smiled evilly, and left the room. I heard a click, as the door locked, and turned to see Malfoy glaring at me.
"Come on Granger. I will not spend my week-end here." I followed him to the cleaning supplies, occasionally slipping on the blue slime, and picked a sponge out of one of the buckets of soapy water. Malfoy did the same, but didn't start scrubbing until I got to work on the wall in front of us. The slime proved difficult to remove, and it took us well into the night just to rid the one wall of it. I suddenly slipped in a puddle of soapy water and slime. I felt myself knocking into Malfoy, and landing on top of him with a grunt. Malfoy groaned as he hit the stone floor with me on top of him.
"Sorry Malfoy, I slipped."
"Get off me Granger!"
"I didn't mean to fall on you like that okay!?"
"Or did you Granger?"
"You wish," I snickered as I attempted to get to my feet. I found that one of the buckets had overturned, and there was now no friction to aid the process of standing. I slipped, and fell on Malfoy again.
"Just can't stay away can you Granger?"
"Shut up Malfoy!"
"As much as I'm sure you like this, I will let you know that if you don't get off me in about two seconds, you'll regret it!" I tried once more to stand up, but finding this impossible, I settled with crawling to the nearest table. I grasped the table leg, and pulled myself into a standing position. Slowly, and carefully, I made my way back to the sponges, and water buckets. I picked up the closest sponge, and dipped it into one of the remaining two buckets of water. I turned to the next wall and nearly tripped over the overturned bucket. Slowly, I bent over to pick it up, and placed it on the nearest table. Malfoy had already started working on the next wall by the time I got over there. "Came back for some more Granger," Malfoy laughed.
"Like I wanted to fall on you like that, you ferret!"
"I'm sure you found it very enjoyable mudblood, and I'm sure that is the extent of any of your relationships."
"We're only in seventh year Draco! I have plenty of time to get in a relationship!" I dipped the sponge in the bucket of water and threw it at Malfoy. He grabbed the bucket of water, and I knew what he was about to do. In my attempt to run away, I slipped, and fell to the floor. I got to my knees, and felt the cool water soak my robes, and flow down my front. I growled, and crawled across to the last full bucket of water. Malfoy hid behind Snape's desk just as I turned around. I crawled across the slippery floor, pushing the bucket of water in front of me. When I got to the desk, I grasped the bucket in my hands, and went the rest of the way on my knees. I had Malfoy cornered. The water hit his pale skin, and soaked through his already dampened robes.
"You'll be sorry Granger," Malfoy growled. He sprung from under the desk, and tackled me. He straddled me, and held my wrists to the ground with his strong hands just above my head.
"Let me go Malfoy," I struggled, but it was no use. Malfoy was much stronger than me.
"Aww, poor Granger can't escape!" Malfoy laughed sarcastically and glared at me.
"Malfoy please let me go! I don't feel comfortable being straddled by you of all people!"
"Me of all people…so you've been in this position before? Interesting that is."
"You know what I mean Draco, and no, I've never been…never mind!"
"You've never been what before…sorry I didn't hear you."
"What does that matter to you!?"
"Ooh, feisty are we?"
"No…or at least not around you!"
"You know, I think you don't mind being here, do you Granger?"
"No, I umm…" I couldn't think of anything to say.
"At a loss for words are you? Does that mean you don't mind? Well then, I might never move!"
"Just move Malfoy, before I curse your pants off!" I just then realized what I had said. Oh stupid Hermione I scolded myself.
"Well well well…as much as I assume you'd like that Granger, you have no wand!" His face was getting ever so slowly closer to mine.
"You're getting rather close Malfoy. I'd appreciate if you'd back off a bit."
"What am I in your…what is it you women say…personal bubble?"
"Yes you are!"
"Well if it bugs you that much, I don't think I will back off."
Then…three things happened instantaneously.
One, I felt Malfoy's grip loosening
Two, my wrists freed themselves of Malfoy's grip
And three, as I rose up, my lips met Malfoy's
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