His Cold silver eyes chapter two :
A/N: Hi guys, sorry for the long wait... I hope this chap will pick up your spirit.
Thanks to my wonderful big sister Jodi for being an amazing Co author. You rock girl!
Enjoy
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Normal POV:
Days had passed since the incident between Hermione and Draco. Draco was as smug as ever, smirking at her when she caught his eye, brushing "accidently.."against her when they walked passed each other in the hallways. The presence of him was just as unerving and downright fraustrating as ever. More so now since the incident in the hall the other night, he was frightening but for some odd reason her body responded to his and that scared the crap out of her. She just couldn't make sense of it. She shouldn't feel this way toward him, he harassed her for Merlin's sake!
Hermione had never been more on edge as she were now. She was confused at Malfoy's behaviour. Just a week ago he despised her and liked to remind her everyday. Their rivalry was fueled by hatred, or so she once thought. He bullied her relentlessly and was down right evil about it, and for some reason it hurt down to her core and she never could understand why it bothered her so much. She nevered cared what people said or thought about her before, then Draco Malfoy came into the picture and made her feel so small and insecure.
What really frightened her was how unpredictable Draco's behavior was when it came to her. One minute he's a pompous pureblood prat and the next he's this cruel, dark, but sexy man who takes pleasure in harrassing her late at night. His personality had changed over the years. He went from loud mouth whimp to an arrogant, confident , cruel assehole in a matter of 5 years... strange. Even more strange was the fact that she was so attracted to him. And those eyes! Those silver pools that were hypnotic and she would swear that he sees straight down to her soul and knows that secretly she wants him. But he craved her pain as much as he craved her body.
Hermione walked into lunch feeling happier then she had before. She had two hours of Arithmancy lessons, Malfoy free because he had Divination at the same time she had Arithmancy. It was the only subject she didn't have with him so she could relax a bit. But she knew when lunch ended she would become her usual gloomy self like she had been the last three days. As she walked she caught Malfoy ogiling her again. She tried her best to not notice. She squared her shoulders and held her head high as walked into the room determined. 'That basterd isn't going to ruin my mood. Not today!' She thought and strode confidently past the Slytherin table . She saw Malfoy looking her up and down and and thier eyes met again. Misty brown clashed with ice cold silver. Hermionie held his gaze as she glared at him with determination, anger, and a very small amount of lust. 'LUST!' she mentally scoled herself. 'How in the hell can I possibly feel anything other then pure unadulterated anger for this...this...evil bastard?' she continued scolding herself. And she was angry. Angry that he made her feel that way! But she absolutely refused to cower down or brake eye contact as she had done the past few days. Hermione Granger was no coward!
'You don't scare or intimidate me Draco Malfoy! Not anymore, Enough is enough!' She thought. Malfoy raised an eyebrow, his eyes went from observing and approving to umamused and a promise of cruelty in a matter seconds. But Hermione chose to ignore. As the saying goes ' Ignorance is a bliss'. She caught his eye again, he looked downright murderous. She hurumped and stuck her nose up in the air. 'Let him try. I'll show him.' she thought to herself.
She plonked down on the closest empy seat that happend to be next to a boy named Eric. He was quiet and reserved but very smart. He had dark hair that curled at nape of his neck, piercing aqua eyes, and tanned olive skin. He was very handsome but had a girlfriend which was a good thing. Otherwise Hermione would still think he was gay.
He was deep in concentration, trying to solve his Arithmancy problem. He didn't even notice when she sat down. Hermione looked over curiously into his book, spoting the problem in seconds but didn't say anything, not wanting to intrude. That would just be plain down rude. Helping herself to some pudding she tried not to notice him doing the problem over and over again. It was becoming harder to ignore that he kept missing the mistake and it was knawing at the edge of her last nerve. Only when he gave out a sigh of fraustration and threatened to leave it unsolved did she finally give in.
Leaning over she snatched his pencil from him, "Look, you just have to devide the 50 by the 5 then carry it over to the 2. Then work out the rest here. There you go." Hermione finnished scribbling down the answer and handed him his pencil. He looked down at his parchment in suprise.
Hermione bit her lip, knowing she was rude and apologized. She braced herself for a scolding for being a ' Know - It- All'. But Eric suprised her when he glanced up at her with smile tugging at the end of his lips instead of a sneer. "It was that easy huh?" He asked. Hermione breathed a small and soft sigh of relief. "Thanks by the way." He added as he packed his parchement and text book in his bag, "I'm Eric. I don't even have to ask who you are. You're Hermione Granger, brightest witch of our age. Nice to finally get to talk to you, excuse my rudeness from before but you seemed to be pretty well guarded by your friends so I haven't tried to make a conversation before." He held out a hand. Hermione blushed, her cheeks flamming. 'Don't say anything stupid, don't say anything stupid...' She thought as she came up with a reply.
"The pleasure is all mine Eric. I knew your name as well, you're quite the intelligent one yourself. Thanks but flatery isn't necessary." Hermione replied taking his hand in hers and shaking firmly, ignoring how good his skin felt. He smiled. His smile was breathtaking and Hermione couldn't help but smile back. He had an easy going personality and a friendly aura. "Well we have Ancient Runes now, may I accompany you?" He asked polietly and offered an arm as he stood, beaming down at her. She accepted. "Of course, if you don't mind walking with a Know-It-All" She offered lightly as she grabbed her bag. "Hope your girlfriend won't mind." She added. " I don't think she will, we broke up." He told her, his smile a little bigger and a hopeful look in his eyes.
A cheeky smile played on his lips as they left the Great Hall. Having ignored Malfoy all trough lunch, she felt lighter when she had her arm linked with Eric's. Though Hermione missed the heart stopping glare that followed her from a certain blonde.
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The grass outside was clammy as Hermione and Eric sat down by the Black Lake doing their Potions essay together. They chatted about what remedies were the best for diffrent types of flu and how they loathed Snape with every fiber of their being. They were soon laying next to each other laughing. Eric did impersonations of Snape which had Hermione rolling with laughter. Soon tears were rolling down her cheeks, her sides and ribs were hurting and her stomach was aching because she was laughing so hard. She was gasping for breath. "No more! I can't breath!" She wheezed. Their laughter faded in the cool air of the night as they calmed down. They grew quiet as looked at the stars, watching them shimmer in the sky. Hermione ran the events of the day in her mind. She really enjoyed Eric's company, she found him a very easy person to get along with and the also had a few things in common. She felt herself start to develop a small crush on the goofy, curly and dark haired boy that lay beside her underneath the night sky, bathing in the warm glow of the pale moon. But soon after she felt herself day dreaming about a certain handsome devil, strings of thoughts and memories would fload her brain about Malfoy. His silver eyes staring at her, boring into her soul, platinum blond hair that framed the sides of his god like face. The way his hard muscles had fely when he had pressed himself so deliciously into her body the previous night. His long pale pianist like fingers that burnt circles into her skin. Heat pooled somewhere deep in her stomach as she swallowed hard.
"We should get back. Dinner is about to start." Eric's soft voice pulled her away from her torturous musings. She glanced up at him with a tight lipped smile as she met his uniquely coloured aqua eyes that seemed to sparkle beautifully in the moon light and he looked even more handsome. He looked like he wanted to kiss her but he decided against it and got up, he offered a hand, she smiled and accepted it. When they walked through the oak doors of the Great Hall, Hermione glanced at Malfoy. He was glaring at her, his mouth pressed in a straight line, his nostrils flaring in rage, and his knuckles were turning white as he griped the fork he was holding in his hand. He was pissed! She could feel his hot jealousy buring holes through her scull.She shivered, not liking the way he was staring at her with daggers in his eyes. She hurried towards the Gryffindoor table, draging poor Eric behind her.
"Hey, hey, Ow! Hermione! What's the matter?" He asked as he fell into his seat, rubbing his shin which he had slamed into the table's edge as he was being manhandled by a panic stricken Hermione Granger. "Oh no! I'm sorry. " She apologized as she realized what her flurry of panic had done. Taking his hand away, she inspected his now swollen shin. An angry purple bruise was forming. Hermione sighed and pulled out her wand. Pointing it at the wound, she muttered a spell and the swelling went down as the bruise vanished. "Wow!" He breathed, looking up at her. "You really are amazing." He whispered as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Hermione froze as heat rose to her cheeks. "No, I'm just plain ol' Hermionie Granger. As proffesor Snape would say: An insuffreble Know-It-All."
He shook his head in disagrement. "No ...stop belittling yourself Hermione." He said softly and she blushed even more. The akwardness was getting to her and she needed a destraction. "We should eat." Hermione offered, grabing some steak and piling her plate full. He smiled at her, also helping himself to some food. Hermione ignored Malfoy who was obviously trying to burn asforementioned, a hole through the back her head. If looks could kill...
" So um, you know the Hogsmead outing is tommorow and I uhh, was wondering if you would like to accompany me? It's okay if you don't. I mean, I'm boring and will probably be in the sweet shop most of the time an-" Hermione cut off his rambling. "-Of couse, I would love to join you Eric. We are friends and you're not boring. I've quite enjoyed myself today with you. So never think that I think you are borning because you're not." She said sweetly. A blush rose to his cheeks as he looked down at his plate.
"Okay then. I will meet you at the libary then. How's ten o'clock sound?" He offered with a small smile. Hermione smiled back. "Sounds like a plan partner." She joked in a cowboy accent. They laughed and finnished their dinner in silence.
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Dpov:
He watched as she entered the Great Hall for lunch. He knew she had just come from Arithmany, the only subject he doesn't share with her...for now. Her face was dull as she walked past him, her robes belowing behind her as she made her way to her table of red and gold. For a second smirk appeared on his face, she was cowering, trying not to look at him again like she had been doing for the past three days. But suprise caught him when she looked straight into his face as she passed. Their eyes met and she was glaring at him. The smug smirk vanished and anger poked around in his chest, she was challenging him, defying him. His eyes showed coldness and cruelty as he watched her sit down next to a Gryffindoor boy named Eric. He watched as she looked over into his book, helping him with his homework. The way he looked up at her and smiled. Malfoy didn't know what they were talking about, but loathed every second of it. How dare she!? How dare he even look or talk to what's was HIS!
He gripped his fork so hard he bent it as he watched them with jelously. Rage burning in his chest as he watched HIS woman talk to another man. He was glaring holes in the man's head, resisting the urge to walk over there rip Eric's throat out with his teeth then bend her over the table, taking her right there in front of everyone so that they would see who she belonged to! His magic was crackeling dangerously around him. "Easy Draco, just let it go." Blasie said as he gripped his arm trying in vain to calm his best friend down. Blasie was the only one other then Draco's father who knew how he felt about Hermione. He ground his teeth so hard they was sure to shatter under the pressure.
He watched as they made small talk and then left together. Once they were out of sight he got up and stomed out, strateling the Slytherins as well as the rest of the Hogwarts students in his wake. He pushed a sixth year Ravenclaw out of his way as he stormed out of the entrence. Pure rage and agony churning in his chest as he made his way to the common room.
As he stood in the common room he saw Adrian, Marcus and Theo sitting there playing chess. "Hey Draco. What's the matter with you?" Theo asked. Draco's chest was heaving as he tried to control himself. His magic ready to lash out dangerously at anyone. "Get out." He whispered in a low dangerous voice. Theo laughed and made his way over to him." No way man, we're playing a very intense game of chess." He joked. Draco growled and grabbed him by the coller, shoving him up against the wall. "Hey Draco, man calm down." Adrian and Marcus rushed over trying to get Draco off of Theo.
"I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT! ALL OF YOU! NOW!" Draco snarled, his lips in an ugly sneer. He let go of Theo and the three wizards ran out of the room, knowing better then to antagonize Draco further. Draco took deep breaths trying to calm himself, his magic was breaking free from his control and he yelled out in rage.
