(a/n) Hey y'all. I'm trying to keep my author notes short so anything here you recognized does not belong to me. It belongs to JK Rowling. See ya!
Summary: All these stories are considered one-shots concerning a certain elevator.
P.S. This came to me after I read UnseenLibrarian's "Going Down."
Elevator Chronicles
by: PrimaVeraDream
Draco/Hermione
Draco was already in the elevator when Hermione stepped in. She didn't noted of his presence until he said-
"Going up?"
"Hmm? Uh, yeah. Tenth floor, please." Then she returned to her book.
Five years had passed since the Last Battle and this was only the seventh time they saw each other. Five had been at the ministry-held balls and one had been at times like this. This is the second time.
"Granger?" She didn't respond. He tried again. "Granger?" She didn't respond again. "Damn it, Granger, you can't ignore me forever. He took the book away from her hands and realized that it was upside down the entire time. "Stop trying to ignore me! Look at me!"
"I'm not trying to ignore you." Hermione said in the smallest voice possible. She looked away from him.
"Don't deny it. You know it. I know it. Merlin knows it. Hell, even the whole ministry knows it!" He threw his arms up in the air.
"But I'm not." Hermione said a little louder.
"Look, if you wanted me to apologise for that time, sorry to dash your dreams, but no. I don't regret it at all. In fact, quite the opposite if you asked me. Don't tell me you do?"
"That time was a mistake!" Hermione said even louder, almost shouting even.
"It was inevitable! The sexual tension was high! Even Potter could have cut through the tension with a butcher knife! And it didn't help that at the time, you had luscious-looking red lipstick on!" With each word said, he crept upon Hermione, who was noticing the distance closing in but did not pay close attention to it.
"I had similar thoughts too, but you don't see me act upon it!" Hermione is now shouting as loud as Draco, perhaps even louder. Draco stopped in mid-rant.
"You did?" Draco smirked. "Now we're talking." He pulled Hermione closer at the waist to him. Hermione tried to pry out of his clutches but failed miserably.
"Let go, Malfoy! Argh! I command you to let me go this instant, Draco Malfoy!"
"What if I don't?" the smirk never faltering.
" Or else I'll hex you into oblivion!"
"That's a scary thought, but I rather you fuck me into oblivion instead." Hermione blushed madly at his words. Just when she was about to retort, the PA over the speaker in the elevator announced that-
"Sorry for the interruption, but the elevators throughout the whole building have since stopped ten minutes ago. We are going through magical malfunction. Please be patient while our staffs try to fix the problem. For the time-being, please relax and use the staircase. To those that are stuck in the elevators, do not worry, our staffs will get you out as soon as possible. That's all. Thank you."
"You hear that, Granger? Guess you'll be stuck with me for the time-being." She can hear the arrogance behind his voice.
"Being stuck with Crabbe or Goyle would've been better than with you!" she retorted. His nose flared with anger.
"Guess we'll see about that!" Hermione noticed it too late. Draco's lips came crashing down upon her before she even had the time to turn let alone think.
His lips were everywhere before they returned to her face. Once again, his lips dominated her lips. At first, Hermione was fighting against it. Everything felt so wrong, yet felt so right. He even had the audacity to stick his tongue in her mouth! It wasn't until his tongue in her mouth that she gave into him. Hermione melted into him. Both of them fought for dominance in this passionate kiss. Draco had Hermione up the wall, literally. But when Draco had his hands over her arse, Hermione slapped them away and pushed him backwards.
"What are you doing?" she said breathlessly.
"Giving you the snog of your life?" Draco has unmistaken lust in his eyes.
"What am I doing?" she asked herself.
"Getting the snog of your life?"
"No! This is a mistake!"
"Ugh! Are we still on about that? I don't see what is so wrong about snogging other people, that is unless you swing the other way. You don't, do you?" he said teasingly.
"No! But this is wrong. So very wrong! Harry will kill me for fraternizing with the enemy!"
"Is this what it's about? Harry-sodding-Potter's feelings? Fuck that! Tell him to go fuck himself! You're an adult, Granger. You shouldn't let other people tell you what you can or can't do. I thought you're an independent woman?"
"But Harry-" she was interrupted by his contant kissing before melting into him again.
With her legs around his waist, they had every intention of getting it on in the elevator. That is until the elevator opened. The rest is history.
