AN: oh my god I'm so sorry this tokeso longto post, but I have school work and I'm kind of failing math, and science but luckily I still have an A in English, so I'm not completely retarded. Well I want to thank my seven reviewers (caligirl248, deathBychocolates, xXx xesha xXx, The Future Mrs. Andrew Felton, I LuV-cHaRmEd18, "Karen", and Sporadic Monkey) thank you all for your wonderful comments!
Caligirl248- I'm sorry if Hermione seems a little too childish, but it's VERY important that she acts this way. I mean what would you do if you were in love and couldn't have the guy of your dreams? I know I'd be a little whinny! NOW ON WITH THE STORY!
DISCLAIMER: don't own harry poter but i do own casey!
LOVE THING
CHAPTER TWO:
I DID IT FOR HIM
"Hermione, dear I have a way to get your mind off Draco." Jane paused and awaited her daughters comment, but none came, so she continued." How about tomorrow me and you have a make-over, then on Saturday you and Casey have a girls night out like out times?" Hermione started at her mom like she was crazy. Jane chuckled at her daughter, and then said, "It wouldn't kill you to hang-out with her, and she misses you."
"It's not that. love hanging out with Casey, it's just WHY do I have to get a make over?" said a very testy Hermione.
"Because it wouldn't kill you to have one, AND I know that you want to get your de- frizzed AND I think we should spend some time together, I mean we hardly ever talk any more." Jane said in a "you're-so-doing-this-no-matter-what-you-say" tone off voice, and also putting emphasis on the words "and."
Hermione glared at her mother for a few moments before answering, "fine, I'll do it, but only because you asked me too."
"That's wonderful dear! Well, I'll see you tomorrow-oh, don't forget to tell Casey." And with that she left Hermione by her-self. Even after the talk with her mother Hermione felt alone, displaced, and un-wanted. She wanted to feel loved, sure she was loved by her mother and father but it wasn't the same as being loved by a member of the opposite sex. the love she, harry and ron share is only brotherly and sisterly love, not "i'd-marry-you-at-th-drop-of-a-hat-love." it was different that what she was looking for.
She wanted some one to hold her with a gentle passion. She wanted to be lusted after; to be so far from her pursuers grasp that he would hurt with want, knowing he couldn't have her. She wanted to be loved and treated like she was the only thing that made the sun shine, made the wind blow, and most of all, the reason he woke up in the morning.
She wanted to make her lover's mouth drop open when she walked in a room by just being her-self. She wanted to be the only one who could get a rise out of him. She wanted Draco. 'I wish he could love me the way I love him. If only he could see past my blood and into my soul, be the only one to see the real me,' and with those thoughts, she sled into an un-easy sleep, filled with night mares of Draco.
"Move it mud-blood!" said a very irritated Draco Malfoy. They were in the in the hall way of Hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardry. They were both late to there second class of the morning; potions, where Draco had bumped into her and started to berate her for not being pure-blood.
She was hardly paying attention to his words; in fact she had tuned him out totally. She was staring transfixed at his lips. Oh how she wished to devour them, make them hers. Torture them for the times they'd teased her, adding to want, lust, and love for Draco. She was brought back to reality by Draco and his harsh words.
"Mud-blood, I know I'm absolutely perfect and that you want me, but stop staring at my lips!"
"I was not!" Hermione denied, acting like a five year old. just the way she felt when she was around him or thinking about him.
"Really, is that so?" she nodded her head vigorously. He toke a few steps toward her.
"I think you're lying, you want me and you know that you can't have me," he said and was now staring straight into her eyes, while she was backed up to a wall. She lost their little staring contest, and forced her-self to look at the ground and not his eyes, the eyes that would turn a different color when his mood changed.
He took his index and middle finger and lifted her chin. "Look at me granger," she continue to look any where but his sparkling sapphire eyes. Draco, not being a very patient person got a little angry.
"Look at me Hermione!" he hissed through gritted teeth. Immediately her eyes snapped on to his, that was the first time he had called her by her proper name, as soon as she did this she regretted it. She was lost in his eyes, mentally making note that when he was either annoyed or impatient his eyes would darken andturn into a mix of stormy gray and ocean blue.
"That's better, now why are you being so quiet?" he asked, truly interested in why she hadn't screamed at him for invading her personal space. As an answer her lips lightly brushed his, she quickly pulled back and blushed, only to have malfoy's lips on hers again, instantly she felt her legs give way. Draco pulled her legs around his waist using the wall as support; he then started to explore her body and her mouth. Slowly his hand went up her skirt and made its way to her underwear and he began to tease her with his fingers.
He slowly entered his index finger and slowly began his assault on her body. Hermione gripped his hair in her hands as if telling him to go faster. He chuckled into the kiss, and then entered not only his index finger but his middle finger too, going faster this time.
Hermione began to moan his name over and over, then she started to grind her hips into his getting a groan from Draco, just when she was about to release and have peace, everything stopped. no kissing, no light touches to her bare skin. she was very confused. she started too whimper at the lost of his body and the warmth it gave her.
She opened her eyes and look around. She was on the floor and Draco was smirking down at her. She gave him a curious stare and opened her mouth only to be cut off by Draco.
"I knew you wanted me, and what just happened here proves that," with that he turned and started to walk down the hall, then called over his shoulder"bye mud-blood," Hermione sat there for a minute or two and then broke down into tears. she felt empty and cold. didn't he know how much she needed him? how much he meant to her? she was now on her back staring at the ceiling, looking so lost and deppressed.
"why can't he see that i love him? why can't he love me back? am i nothing to any one? mabybe i'm not in love with him after all," she thought. "if i loved him he would'nt be in slytherin. 'love' why does one little word have so much power over a person's heart? maybe there isn't a thing called love, it's not real, just here to justify a reason to have sex before marriage. just so people could sleep better at night," but even as she thought this she felt sick. "love is real, just because the one i love doesn't want anything to do with me, doesn't mean i should put down love."
"i know he'll never love me, yet i try to change his mind, why?" she thought, she became very angry as a few words popped out in her mind and rung in her ears over and over untill she couldn't take it. her body was shaking and her silent tears became loud and un-even. the words where still there," he'll never love me...he'll never love me," and the more she heard her own words the worst she felt. her body was on fire and she began to pant, her breathing was un-even. she continued taking small and shaky raspy breaths for air, then words from her favorite poet ran through her head. she didn't know why they didn't seem right for her situation. yet they came and the more she wished them to go away the louder they got.
"Never more, Never more...Never more, Never more,"
Hermione woke up, her face wet from the tears she cried in her sleep. She sat there for a minute, and slowly the tears made there way down her cheeks, and try as she might, they wouldn't stop. She pulled her comforter over her head and forced her-self to go back to sleep.
The day was spent with her mother. They went every where Jane could think of, the nail salon to get Hermione's and her nails done. They went shopping for new clothes like sexy bras, (AN: I know it looks weird but it's bra with an S) boy shorts, tank tops, shorts, boy cut jeans, heels, and the shortest skirts hermione had ever seen. Hermione blushed when she caught the cashier staring at her, while her mother paid for her new purchases. when they turned to leave she caugth his eye on her again and turned her gaze to the floor but not before he gave her a wink, making her blush even harder.
Then it was the hair salon to get Hermione's hair de-fizzed, this task took two hours, but in the end she had nice, shiny, brown hair with blond highlights trimmed to end at her waist. Maria, the hair dresser gave her special instructions on how to tend to her hair, Hermione listened eagerly like she would in school, she didn't want to go back to having fizzy hair!
After there hectic day the granger women went home in jane's red and blue mini van. On the way home Hermione's mom asked her a question that Hermione did not want to answer truthfully.
"So Hermione, why did you give in so easily when I asked you to do this?" Jane asks with false curiosity, she already knew the answer; she just wanted her daughter to be truthful with her-self and realize her feelings.
"Mom, I already told you, I did it for you and now my hair is better than ever." Stated Hermione, half truthfully. The truth was she was wanted Draco to notice her more than ever seventh year, it was important that he notice her, to whisper sweet nothings into her ear, but she knew it would never happen but she could still dream, right?
Her mother left it at that and did question her farther and for this Hermione was thankful for. Then Hermione say Jane open her mouth and looked at her hands as if in defeat.
"Mom before you say anything let say that what you where thinking was right, I did gave in because of him. I need him to notice me this year mom, I need to sort out my feelings, so to put my rant short, I did it for him." And with that she looks out the car window.
"Honey, I was going to remind you to tell Casey that you wanted to hang-out with her tomorrow, I was thinking maybe you could meet her at six 0' clock," she said with a smile on her face, happy her daughter figured what needed to be done.
"Mom, could you ask Casey for me? I'm kind of tried and want to go to sleep," Hermione asked her mother, who nodded her head and pulled into their drive way. Hermione said good night to her mother and told her to tell her father the same and that she would see them both in the morning, then went to bed thinking of nothing but Drace Malfoy.
AN: how did you like it? Did I make up for my lateness? Again I'm very sorry this took way longer than I expected it too and I was sad that on the first chapter I only wrote one thousand and forty five words! I was shocked and disgusted with my self, so as I write more chapters I'll increase the amount of words. Don't for get to review!
PS. If there are a lot of grammar errors please for give me, I did this really fast.
P.P.S never more...never more... doesn't belong to me it belongs to the great edgar allen poe! as seeen in THE RAVEN
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