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Saturday, December 15 Hogwarts.
Draco grumbled, as he stumbled up the marble stairs
" Stupid mudblood...why are her feet so small??"
He was currently in disguise as Hermione Granger, after being dared a few months ago by his fellow Slytherins to drink polyjuice potion and spend one whole hour in Gryffindor tower.
He had absolutely 'no' idea why he was doing it...to prove himself? Bah
He tripped again, cursing Granger's stupid small feet profusely...speaking of Granger, they had ambushed her after lunch and had taken a few of her hairs for the potion...possibly to spite Draco, why couldn't it at least have been Potter's hair?!?! For Christ's sake, they just had to go and pick a mudblood for him to...transform?...into!!
The real Hermione Granger was now locked in a broom closet on the 3rd floor corridor. Just so you know.
He tripped again, and fell,
He shrieked, expecting the floor to smash his face, but you know that stupid reaction to grab for something when you fall? Well, Draco reached out at the last moment and grabbed the front of someone's cloak, and bringing him or her down with him.
Draco fell on top of the person, and heard an "Oomph" as he felt the impact.
He pushed his face into the person's surprisingly hard chest, and held on, thinking they were still falling, before he heard a small chuckle.
" Getting clumsy are we 'Mione?"
Draco jumped up, recognizing the voice of Harry Potter, and surprised that the green-eyed Adonis wasn't even affected by the fall. Harry was looking up at him, eyes twinkling... 'damned pretty green orbs...'
Draco mentally smacked himself 'Pretty green orbs?? What the hell is wrong with me...must be this stupid girl's hormones.'
He nodded, causing Harry to laugh and get up; straightening his glasses (he had gotten different smaller framed ones), and Draco, not used to Harry being so friendly with him (even if he was disguised as Hermione) edged away uncertainly.
Harry looked at him confusedly,
" Are you okay Hermione?"
Draco jumped, before nodding and squeaking a small yes; Harry had put his hand on his shoulder.
" Okay," He muttered, before pulling his hand off of Draco's shoulder, and running his hand through his hair uncertainly.
Draco suppressed a dreamy sigh...why did Potter have to be so gorgeous? It was true, Harry's hair had lengthened, still looking wild, but very sexily so, his eyes had grown a darker emerald green, reflecting the secrets and wisdom hidden inside...and don't even get me started on his body...lets just say "Meow" and get on with the story shall we?
"Um...'Mione? I wanted to talk to you about something, is that alright?" Harry asked nervously; looking at Draco.
Draco jumped, startled out of his thoughts...he was extremely grateful he was in a female body right now, even if it was Granger's.
He blushed, and answered Harry slowly,
" Uuum...sure Po..Harry"
Harry smiled shakily, before grabbing his arm and dragging him to the Gryffindor portrait of the Fat Lady.
She observed them before asking for the password,
" Malfoy's a smelly twit." (Harry had convinced Dumbledore to make Ron head boy) Harry answered dubiously.
Draco couldn't help an indignant snort 'Stupid Weasley...'
Harry heard him snort, and looked at him; grinning.
" Knew you wouldn't approve 'Mione."
Draco just shrugged, and let himself be led into the Gryffindor Common room.
Draco blinked at his surroundings.
' So much RED!!!!'
He followed Harry, still looking at the Gryfindor common room in distaste, he snorted as he saw a red and gold flashy banner that read 'Gryffindor's rule!'
He snapped out of it, and sat down beside Harry in an overstuffed red chair, throwing anxious glances at the other Gryffindors, he was not used to this at ALL.
' Remember Draco...a whole hour, then you can be free.'
He felt someone poking him, and looked over at Harry, who was looking at him worriedly,
" You seem very...ah..well...distracted today, are you sure you're alright?" Harry asked him anxiously.
Draco nodded hurriedly, before remembering that Harry had wanted to talk to him (Well; Hermione, but anwaysss)
" Well? What did you want to talk to me about?"
Harry looked around them slowly, making sure Ron or any other people weren't in sight or earshot.
" Well, I have a confession to make, you promise you won't tell anyone?" He whispered, and continuing when Draco nodded hurriedly, interested in what Potter was going to say." I...I...like eating lemons.
Draco blinked, while Harry burst into laughter, before stopping abruptly and continuing in a serious voice, still a whisper,
" Actually, that isn't it, my actual confession is...I...I kinda...well I'm gay and haveacrushonDracoMalfoy..." He said the last part very quickly, so it took a while for Draco to decipher it, and when he did, his eyes widened and he stood up quickly.
And promptly ran out of the room; thoughts whirling rapidly and the dare forgotten.
Harry blinked and stared at where Hermione had run. She had zoomed into a closet, and Harry heard a loud 'Thunk' which indicated she had obviously not known it was a closet.
He was right when he watched Hermione sprang out of the closet, blushing as red as a tomato, and running out the actual door.
Harry sat there, gaping,
" Honestly! What has gotten into her lately!"
' Well, mate, she obviously has a crush on you. Couldn't you see the way she was looking at you?" A voice muttered in his ear, causing Harry to jump in surprise; caught off guard.
He looked behind his shoulder and spotted Ron, grinning back at him, bending so his face was level with Harry's.
" What?? 'Mione? No way! She wasn't like that at all today before lunch! Harry cried after staring at Ron for a minute throwing his arms up and accidentally hitting Ron in the face.
" Oops, sorry Ron." He grinned sheepishly.
Ron only rolled his eyes and shook his head and headed out of the common room, rubbing his face, in search of Hermione.
Note: Hermione doesn't have a crush on Harry, Draco's probably in denial...
So, please review and I'll post the next chapter in a jiff o
Valentine
Saturday, December 15 Hogwarts.
Draco grumbled, as he stumbled up the marble stairs
" Stupid mudblood...why are her feet so small??"
He was currently in disguise as Hermione Granger, after being dared a few months ago by his fellow Slytherins to drink polyjuice potion and spend one whole hour in Gryffindor tower.
He had absolutely 'no' idea why he was doing it...to prove himself? Bah
He tripped again, cursing Granger's stupid small feet profusely...speaking of Granger, they had ambushed her after lunch and had taken a few of her hairs for the potion...possibly to spite Draco, why couldn't it at least have been Potter's hair?!?! For Christ's sake, they just had to go and pick a mudblood for him to...transform?...into!!
The real Hermione Granger was now locked in a broom closet on the 3rd floor corridor. Just so you know.
He tripped again, and fell,
He shrieked, expecting the floor to smash his face, but you know that stupid reaction to grab for something when you fall? Well, Draco reached out at the last moment and grabbed the front of someone's cloak, and bringing him or her down with him.
Draco fell on top of the person, and heard an "Oomph" as he felt the impact.
He pushed his face into the person's surprisingly hard chest, and held on, thinking they were still falling, before he heard a small chuckle.
" Getting clumsy are we 'Mione?"
Draco jumped up, recognizing the voice of Harry Potter, and surprised that the green-eyed Adonis wasn't even affected by the fall. Harry was looking up at him, eyes twinkling... 'damned pretty green orbs...'
Draco mentally smacked himself 'Pretty green orbs?? What the hell is wrong with me...must be this stupid girl's hormones.'
He nodded, causing Harry to laugh and get up; straightening his glasses (he had gotten different smaller framed ones), and Draco, not used to Harry being so friendly with him (even if he was disguised as Hermione) edged away uncertainly.
Harry looked at him confusedly,
" Are you okay Hermione?"
Draco jumped, before nodding and squeaking a small yes; Harry had put his hand on his shoulder.
" Okay," He muttered, before pulling his hand off of Draco's shoulder, and running his hand through his hair uncertainly.
Draco suppressed a dreamy sigh...why did Potter have to be so gorgeous? It was true, Harry's hair had lengthened, still looking wild, but very sexily so, his eyes had grown a darker emerald green, reflecting the secrets and wisdom hidden inside...and don't even get me started on his body...lets just say "Meow" and get on with the story shall we?
"Um...'Mione? I wanted to talk to you about something, is that alright?" Harry asked nervously; looking at Draco.
Draco jumped, startled out of his thoughts...he was extremely grateful he was in a female body right now, even if it was Granger's.
He blushed, and answered Harry slowly,
" Uuum...sure Po..Harry"
Harry smiled shakily, before grabbing his arm and dragging him to the Gryffindor portrait of the Fat Lady.
She observed them before asking for the password,
" Malfoy's a smelly twit." (Harry had convinced Dumbledore to make Ron head boy) Harry answered dubiously.
Draco couldn't help an indignant snort 'Stupid Weasley...'
Harry heard him snort, and looked at him; grinning.
" Knew you wouldn't approve 'Mione."
Draco just shrugged, and let himself be led into the Gryffindor Common room.
Draco blinked at his surroundings.
' So much RED!!!!'
He followed Harry, still looking at the Gryfindor common room in distaste, he snorted as he saw a red and gold flashy banner that read 'Gryffindor's rule!'
He snapped out of it, and sat down beside Harry in an overstuffed red chair, throwing anxious glances at the other Gryffindors, he was not used to this at ALL.
' Remember Draco...a whole hour, then you can be free.'
He felt someone poking him, and looked over at Harry, who was looking at him worriedly,
" You seem very...ah..well...distracted today, are you sure you're alright?" Harry asked him anxiously.
Draco nodded hurriedly, before remembering that Harry had wanted to talk to him (Well; Hermione, but anwaysss)
" Well? What did you want to talk to me about?"
Harry looked around them slowly, making sure Ron or any other people weren't in sight or earshot.
" Well, I have a confession to make, you promise you won't tell anyone?" He whispered, and continuing when Draco nodded hurriedly, interested in what Potter was going to say." I...I...like eating lemons.
Draco blinked, while Harry burst into laughter, before stopping abruptly and continuing in a serious voice, still a whisper,
" Actually, that isn't it, my actual confession is...I...I kinda...well I'm gay and haveacrushonDracoMalfoy..." He said the last part very quickly, so it took a while for Draco to decipher it, and when he did, his eyes widened and he stood up quickly.
And promptly ran out of the room; thoughts whirling rapidly and the dare forgotten.
Harry blinked and stared at where Hermione had run. She had zoomed into a closet, and Harry heard a loud 'Thunk' which indicated she had obviously not known it was a closet.
He was right when he watched Hermione sprang out of the closet, blushing as red as a tomato, and running out the actual door.
Harry sat there, gaping,
" Honestly! What has gotten into her lately!"
' Well, mate, she obviously has a crush on you. Couldn't you see the way she was looking at you?" A voice muttered in his ear, causing Harry to jump in surprise; caught off guard.
He looked behind his shoulder and spotted Ron, grinning back at him, bending so his face was level with Harry's.
" What?? 'Mione? No way! She wasn't like that at all today before lunch! Harry cried after staring at Ron for a minute throwing his arms up and accidentally hitting Ron in the face.
" Oops, sorry Ron." He grinned sheepishly.
Ron only rolled his eyes and shook his head and headed out of the common room, rubbing his face, in search of Hermione.
Note: Hermione doesn't have a crush on Harry, Draco's probably in denial...
So, please review and I'll post the next chapter in a jiff o
Valentine