Chapter 2 - Draco Malfoy

I sauntered down the halls during the evening. I needed someone to rattle, since Granger obviously was immune to my ways. She was so fun to tease. Plus, she wasn't playing hard to get, she was impossible to get! So fun! What a challenge! Some shrimpy fourth years were scuttling around, trying to get to their classes. Aww, poor little things, I thought to myself.

A voluptuous fourth year ran into me, I supposed, on purpose. As expected, she tripped, books strewn everywhere, quills astray, and spare ink bottles decimated. I looked down at her.

"Why, I'm so utterly sorry! I must have tripped on you by accident." The girl smiled bashfully, obviously embarrassed to be so close to the famed Slytherin Sex God. These Hufflepuffs. Damn, they're so innocent and naïve. How, I ask, with people like me walking the halls? But they should know their place. To me, they are just bed-warmers before the real fun begins…

"Get on, now, I'm busy," I grimaced. My robe had a bit of dust coating it, so I brushed it off.

I finished my classes (with a copious amount of mischief/Potter-bashing and the wooing of younger girls, of course) and headed up to the DADA room, blatantly assuming that the Gryffindor Princess would be there. If I said something, it became so. That was my logic, and therefore, I was a tad thrown off by a little note left on one of the desks in Granger's neat, nearly swan-like script.

Ferret-

There's no bloody way in heaven (or hell for that matter) that I will be breaking rules by meeting you here, but furthermore, being someone so commonly utilized together, no less, when someone else could perhaps see us and get the rumour mill going. Merlin, no. Room of Requirement, 7:05. I won't abide lateness, and I expect my book to accompany your stay.

-Hermione Jean Granger

I snorted. This was SO like the Mudblood, utterly adamant about not breaking any rules. Goody-two-shoes.

Bloody hell, I thought. I looked at the clock, seeing 7:03 clearly. I'm going to be late! I dashed over to the Room of Requirement. I sighed. All this would be evaded if only, as Head Girl and Boy, they would customarily share the Head Dorms! They had a connected bathroom! But then, that Mudblood just HAD to complain to that old geezer Dumbledore and the crone McGonagall that "tradition does not override the privacy of a lady" or something like that. Now I was still bloody stuck with Blaise Zabini snoring monstrously like a tractor or deranged banshee through the night. My mind began to drift astray, and one thought in particular seems to be occupying a large space in his mind.

Damn sexy Mudblood… Salazar, save me … that ass… them legs… her unruly mop of brownish golden hair had straightened out over the years, now flowing in waterfall-like cascades down her back. Her figure had filled out in just the right places, an hourglass visible to everyone who looked when she was not wearing her stinking Gryffindork cloak. And those big brown eyes, rimmed with long, shimmering, black eyelashes…

I hit the side of my head hotly, ruffling my slicked back hair. Then, I smoothed it out again, trying to calm myself with the quick motion. What was I, the heir of the great Malfoys, thinking? I looked down at my Dark Mark. I was glad that You-Know-Who doesn't take any care to students at Hogwarts besides Harry Potter currently. If he'd set his eye on Mudbloods… Hermione would definitely be the first to be attacked. She was a friend of Potter, and was the best of the worst, the smartest of the Mudbloods.

When I finally found the Room of Requirement, an unfamiliar mahogany door was seen, and a small peephole could be identified. A mocha brown orb comes into view from the other side, verifying who I was. She quickly flung open the door and ushered me in, muttering "Right on time."

Of course, slightly (massively) unwillingly, and not completely of her own volition, but no matter. She still did it. One step closer…

(authors humming "A Thousand Years" in the background...) We sincerely hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please note, the first 10 or so chapters of this story are indeed prewritten, but when we get beyond then, please feel free to send us suggestions and questions...