Hello stranger =]

This is my new story... it's chaptered, but it's like A-Z Dramione one shots in no particular order and various POV's (though my comfort zone is 3rd person narrative teehee) and they'll be either rated K or T

I got the idea from UbiquitousPhantom, please check out her story called "A toZ" =]

So without further ado... here is A (rated K)

A is for Anger (and Apples)

"Malfoy! Move right now!"

"Let me think about my answer for a second... Hmmm... No"

"Ugh! I have to get my books from my room!"

"Well la-di-da for you Granger."

"Just move you stupid little ferret!"

"No."

"Give me one good reason why you shouldn't move."

"You're kinda cute when you're angry." At that moment the brunette who practically had steam blowing out of her ears shoved the smirking blonde boy in front of her. Caught by surprise, he stumbled back and she sprinted into her room.

Hermione locked the door and stomped around the spacious room searching for the thing she had wanted to retrieve from there. What had she wanted? The fight with the ferret boy had made her forget. She sat on her bed with a thump and glared into space.

Stupid Malfoy. Hermione thought of the fight rewinding back as if her mind was a muggle DVD player. Suddenly it stopped at a point where Malfoy was talking.

"You're kind of cute when you're angry." It replayed in her mind over and over again. She quickly shook her head and it stopped replaying and she sat and fumed over the audacity of that boy.

"Cute my arse. Git. Wait... He thinks I'm cute?" She allowed herself to imagine them running through a field while Hindi music played in the background. Shaking her head of such foolish and... Bollywood thoughts she decided to stop talking to Parvati so much and went back to fuming over the idiot known as Draco Malfoy.

Hermione flung open her door, all thoughts of trying to remember what she had come to her room gone from her mind.

"Malfoy? Where the hell are you?" Hearing no reply, the witch thundered around the Head's common rooms searching for him. When the search appeared futile she marched into the small kitchen that was there for days when they had to spend the whole day planning events and didn't have time to go to the Great Hall. She transfigured a plate into an apple and brought out a cutting board and the sharpest knife in there. She felt like chopping something.

Hermione began to cut the apple furiously. Draco strolled in and his eyes widened upon seeing Granger wielding a large knife and attacking an apple with it.

"Granger, lay off the apple, it never did anything to hurt you," a smirk adorned his face and Hermione had the sudden urge to slice it off his face with her knife. She stabbed the knife into a piece of apple with such ferocity that Malfoy flinched.

"Ferret, why are you so annoying? You couldn't have let me go into my room, oh no, you had to hold me up outside. And now I've forgotten what I wanted in the first place. And calling me cute? I'm not some common street walker who you can flirt with and just... do!" She paused to take a breath and in that time Draco crossed the room and smashed his lips against her. It was more a knocking of jaws than anything, but it made her breathing stop altogether.

"Shut up Granger" he whispered in her ear.

"What was that?"

"Like I said... You're kinda cute when you're angry." With that he pointed his wand at the massacred apple, making it whole once again. Taking a bite out of it, he winked at her and walked out.

Hermione waited until she couldn't hear the crunching sound of him devouring her apple to let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. Her fingers traced her lips and as much as she wanted to glare, a smile stayed fixed on her face.

AND SCENE

"Oh don't you know, don't you know that those watermelon smiles, just don't ripen under water?"

Sorry that was a line from a song I was listening to... Anyone who guesses the song/ and or googles the line and finds it first gets virtual cookies! And so does the first reviewer of course...

So what did you think? Love, hate, unsure? Tell me, appreciate constructive criticism, and if you think it's crap please tell me why =]

xx kisses

The Queen of Lunacy

P.S. The one I like the most that I've written so far is P... that's the first one I thought of after I recovered from a bad case of Writer's Block =D