This is my very first Dramione story so I hope you'll like it! Please leave a comment on what YOU think :D And this is not the hole story it's just a teaser to see if people like it ;) Thanks!
Damn this afoul weather! He was soaked to the bones after the double quidditch practice. He muttered the password to the portrait hiding the heads dorm. He stepped inside and saw the little know-it-all sitting with 'Hogwarts: A History' in her lap. Why did she have to be head girl? Although she looked a little sweet were she sat reading. She caught his eye for a second and he smirked.
She blushed slightly and hid behind her book again till she heard the bathroom door shut and made a run for her dorm to put away her book so she could head down for dinner.
He took off his soaked quidditch robes and took a minute in the shower to warm up. Wrapped a towel around his waist and as he was to walk out of the bathroom, there she stood, her eyes now fixed on his flexing muscles. She went brightly pink.
"What's wrong Granger? Never seen a welled trained guy before?"
She looked away and sprinted of without answering. She was kind of cute when she blushed like that. 'What! No she is a mud blood! Come to your senses Draco!' he thought as he walked into his room to get dressed and went for dinner.
She didn't stop before she reached the entrance hall, where she bumped into Ginny.
"'mione you all right?" a weird look in her eyes.
"Yeah. I'm fine!" panting slightly from her flight from the dorm.
They headed into the great hall where they joined Harry and Ron by the table. She looked around and caught the sight of the ferret sitting down by the slytherin table.
When he sat down by the slytherin tabled he noticed her watching him from the Gryffindor table. His storm grey eyes meet her hazel brown. But he had to look away when Pansy sat down by his side kissing him on the cheek.
"How was practice honey?" using her sweetest voice.
This meant she wanted something but it couldn't interests him less.
"Wet and cold." He replied flatly.
"What's wrong with you?" she hissed.
Everything was wrong. His relation ship was boring, the teachers gave way to much homework and he found him self thinking of a surten bushy haired Gryffindor.
"Just tired from the practice" he lied to avoid a discussion.
She felt slightly annoyed by the sight of Parkinson kissing Malfoy, but why? What did it matter to her?
"What's wrong?" Ron asked her, noticing her frown.
"Just Malfoy been annoying as usually." She replied, keeping her eyes on the ferret.
"Don't let him bother you." Ginny said.
'Yeah easier said that done' Hermione thought as she again meet Malfoys eyes across the hall.
She looked down just as the food appeared in front of her. After dinner Hermione and Ginny went to the library to finish some of their homework. Ginny an essay for professor McGonagall and Hermione her potions homework. For half an hour they enjoyed the silence of the library before Harry and Ron came and sat beside them and Ron started to nag Hermione to help him with his potions homework.
"I sad no Ron! I'm not helping you, it's your own fault you didn't pay attention to what professor Slughorn said!" she sad with a raised voice.
"Ohh come on, just look it over?!" he begged her.
"No! I'm going to the heads dorm!" she hissed and slammed 'Extreme potion making' shut.
After dinner Draco decided to go back to the heads dorm.
"I'm not feeling well, I'll just go to bed" he lied to Pansy.
He left her looking like she had fallen from the moon. He got back and took out his quality quidditch polish set and sat down with his Nimbus 2001.
As she walked down to the dorm she heard Parkinsons voice in the distance
''Over here, this one is empty'' and a door shut.
'Oh good, then the ferret isn't at the dorm!' she thought.
But as she walked through the portrait she saw him sitting by the fireplace polishing his Nimbus 2001 which his father had bought for him as he joined the slytherin quidditch team their second year.
"What are you doing here?!" surprise in her voice.
"What does it look like I'm doing Granger? This is my dorm as well you know." not looking up.
"Yeah, I know but..." Was she going to say that she heard Parkinson a few floors up but decided not to.
"But what Granger?" irritation in his voice.
"No nothing, just wasn't expecting to see you here, that's all." She lied.
He looked up at her, meeting her beautiful hazel eyes. She looked a little sad but walked into her room and shut the door behind her. What was all that about? Did she know something he didn't?
She sat down on her bed and just looked at her knees. Was Parkinson cheating on him? She kind of felt sorry for the ferret for a moment then shock her head. 'No Hermione! He's a damn slime ball no need to feel sorry for him, although he looked so sweet by the fireplace, and then the sight of his dripping half naked body came to her mind. A hot tingling sensation came in her lower stomach.
Next morning she woke up at the same time as always, even though it was Sunday. She went to take a long shower before breakfast, still wondering if she should tell Malfoy what she herd last night.
He woke up quite early and took his time to get up, dwelling on what Granger had said last night. He turned over and meet his own eyes in the tall window. Lying still for a moment to consider her. The mud blood seem to creep in on him. 'No!' He told himself. 'You are a Malfoy, a pure blood! There is no room to care for mud bloods!' He got up and decided on taking a shower as he couldn't fall asleep again.
She turned of the stream of water and decided that if she came across it again she'd tell him, even thorough he probably wouldn't believe her. She wondered a little, what it would be like if she was Malfoys girlfriend and not Parkinson. 'Take yourself together! His a pure blood! He hates you! Best forget it all.' But as she stepped out of the shower the door opened and she meet the ferrets grey eyes. In shook she didn't get a word out, but as his gaze moved to her breasted, she shouted
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, WHAT AM I DOING?! I WAS GOING TO TAKE A SHOWER!" he spat back
"WELL APERNETLY THE BATHROOM IS TAKEN! DIDN'T YOU HEAR THE WATER?!" She grabbed for a towel nearby, wrapping it around herself.
"Apparently I didn't, did I!'' his voice a little calmer.
"WELL GET OUT THEN!" more irritated than angry.
He suddenly felt the urge to take it even further and said as calm as he could "No. You get out. You're obviously done!" she looked confused.
"What? No I'm not done! But I'm not used to ferrets walking in on me, I'll give you that!"
Suddenly a smirk came across his face and he took a few steps forward. She felt a little nervous. "What are you smirking at?!" She demanded.
"Oh nothing." he stopped, turned and walked out of the bathroom thinking, 'Damn Granger now that picture will be stuck. Wonder how her skin feels like.'
