Things are changing now. It's taking more of a mature turn with still some funny bits. I really hope that chapter 6 worked and you could read it cos I had trouble with getting it up. Please review as much as possible and let me know what you all think.
Journal entry: Tuesday 12 am.
My mind is now one big mush ball. Things are so different now. One day I was beating him up for being a total asswipe, and now I was making out with him…and liking it, wanting it! Is it so wrong to want something you are supposed to hate? I mean, I hate him. But I want him. Yeap…my brain is mush.
I turned over in my bed this morning totally frustrated. I couldn't sleep anymore. My brain kept reeling over last nights detention. The minute Professor Grease-ball had left after the third year student, Malfoy had practically ran over and pounced on me. We spent nearly the whole night of detention making out. Goodness he has the softest lips. They are so beautiful.
I went to take a shower and sure enough there was two hickies on my neck and the one Harry had pointed out as well. I quickly healed them and went down to breakfast.
"Hermione you look like the living dead"
"Oh, thanks Gin. That just makes me feel a whole lot better" I flopped my head down on the table "My life is over!" again with the total drama queen act.
"What's happened?"
"Have you ever wanted something, but you cant cos its wrong?" Ginny grinned at me.
"Yes…" she leaned in a little just so I could hear "we are talking about a guy here, talk to me" I studied her for a second. should I tell her? Can I trust her? Sure I could, but this is not just any guy…its Malfoy!
"No," I said quickly. I just couldn't say it "I'm talking about that cute mini skirt that I thought was too short. I really want it now" lie! Ginny looked at me strangely. But her face then relaxed.
"You silly girl. You make it out as if its something REALLY bad, like drugs or something" Malfoy a drug? Hmmm…YES!
I shook my head. That was a little too close if you ask me.
After breakfast I went to my first class transfiguration. He was in that class too, but I had to ignore him. People were around. And besides, I just couldn't look at him. If I did that tingly feeling would come back. Ugh, I hate this! Damn him.
"Hermione, after the dance, I was thinking we could for a ride on my broom" the sexual innuendo in that was more obvious than saying Harry was a guy. Although I honestly don't know if he meant it that way.
I heard a chuckle from behind me. Instantly, my heart began to beat faster and I broke out in goose-bumps.
"That is the lamest thing I have ever heard Potter" my cheeks flushed. I kept my eyes on Harry, I just couldn't look at him right now. But I could smell him. Damn he smelt good. Oh why did he have to do this to me when he knew I couldn't touch him right now?
"Shove off ferret" Harry glared at him.
"Granger…" breathe. Please don't talk to me right now. My heart felt as though it was going to make the great escape out of my chest "I suggest you keep your boyfriends mouth shut otherwise I'll shut it for him permanently" I had to look at Malfoy now.
"Shut the fuck up Malfoy. If anyone is going to get their mouth shut its you. Now turn around and join your whore, I can see her drooling form here. Tell her to use a tissue" I glared at him and turned back around.
"Well done Herms. That was great. He is such a fucking ass" my cheeks were flushed. Just then McGonagall walked into the room.
"Take out your text books and turn to page 57…"
I went to the library after lunch. I needed some time out. My head was still spinning.
"You know I really don't like it when you tell me to shut up unless you're the one that's doing it" I stopped dead. I had been browsing around the shelves. Crap, oh crap. Not now! Not in the library. Argh, go away.
I turned around slowly to see Malfoy leaning against a bookshelf with his hands in his pockets.
"Maybe if you weren't such an ass Malfoy I wouldn't say that. But you are" I turned back around again and began browsing the shelves. Suddenly, I felt my hair being pulled away from my shoulder and light kisses being placed on my neck. I could feel his body and I couldn't breathe. We were in the library! What does he think he Is doing?
I side-stepped and pulled away turning to face him. He looked angry now. His eyes ablaze at my rejection.
"Stop it Malfoy. What the hell do you think your doing? First of all this is the library," I looked straight into his eyes as I spoke "I'm a mudblood remember? What's going on?" I tired to say it with as much confidence as I could. It was so hard to when I just wanted to feel his lips on my own. He is corrupting me. I don't like it.
He didn't say anything. He just looked at me as if he could see right through me. A few moments past…
"I wish I could answer that" he said it so quietly I barley even heard it.
He looked at me long and hard and without a single word, turned on his heal and left.
I stood still watching him leave.
I walked into my common room for a needed rest. I decided to take a small nap to clear my head.
But I couldn't sleep. He was evading my mind.
"Miss. Granger may I have a word?" McGonagall was knocking on my door. I got up reluctantly and opened it to find her slightly annoyed.
"Is something wrong professor?"
"No Miss. Granger, but I have come to tell you that you need to get a move on with planning the dance. If I do not have a report of all the plans on my desk my Friday it will be cancelled. Understood?" I simply nodded "it is not like you to be so slow in your work. Is everything ok?"
"Yea. Just been tired. I'm so sorry. I'll have it done and have it to you by Friday"
"Good. Do get a move on now" and she left. Crap. Another thing to add to my list. It doesn't help when my mind is elsewhere.
Harry was busy talking about some quidditch match coming up while playing chess with Ron. I sat on the couch with Ginny.
"Hermione, I have to ask you something"
"Shoot"
"you seem to be a little bit spaced these past few days. Is everything ok?"
"Yea. Its just stupid detention and the party planning and stupid fucking Malfoy annoying me like hell"
"Well you know you can tell me anything right?"
"Of course Gin"
"Good. Because I need to tell you about something…" she had a glint in her eye.
"YES! I WON! I WON!" Ron started doing some weird dance thing around the room.
"My God your embarrassing Ron! SIT DOWN! If you ever do a dance like that when you win a match I will hex you" Ginny looked horrified at the dance Ron had been doing.
"Don't you dare tell me not to dance…"
"Oh God, you better not dance like that at the party. How embarrassing" she groaned.
"Who are you going with Ron?" I asked trying to break the row I could feel approaching.
"Lavender"
"Who else?" said Ginny quietly to me. I sniggered.
"Harry I was thinking about that flying thing…I don't think its such a good idea. You know how I hate flying. I don't want to get sick"
"I was actually thinking about sneaking up to Hogsmeade instead" that's better. The last thing I want is to throw up all over him. That would be very, very bad.
"Yea, that would definitely be better"
"So what I'll do is meet you in front of your common room after you change, its going to be cold…so yea"
"That's fine Harry"
"ARGH!" screamed Ginny. I snapped my head around and saw Ron bending over to tie his shoe "RON! PUT IT AWAY! MY GOD IM GOING TO BE SICK!" I laughed so hard. These two were comedians. They made me laugh so hard.
"So what times detention again?" asked Harry. I groaned.
"Eight. I really don't want to know what Snape has planned for us tonight"
we spent most of the time talking about how the party was going to be; 8 o'clock came around really quickly.
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"Tonight you will be sorting out my supply closet. I want everything to be sorted into alphabetical order. Now hurry up. I don't have all night" he glided out the door and left me and ferret boy to do the dirty work.
Hour later
"What are you doing to me Malfoy?" I had him against me, holding his tie. His face was only inches from my own. My back was pressed up against the shelf wall; our robes had been taken off earlier due to heat, so we were only in our shirts.
Our breathing had sped up at the sudden contact.
"You tell me" he replied huskily. I loved it when he spoke like that.
I pulled on his tie roughly, bringing his lips to mine. My hands let go of his tie to go around his neck, pulling his head closer to me. I wanted nothing more than right now to be closer to him.
I pulled my lips from his and quickly, as fast as my hands could, undid his buttons. I kissed him again pushing his shirt off and his tie and ran my hands down his chest. The feel of him was amazing. This time, he broke away and as quick as lightning pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it on the ground.
The skin on skin contact was blazing. Our skin gliding against each other was as if it was on fire. I swear I have never felt anything like this before. I cant even describe what it was like.
He kissed me hard as he ran his hands along my skin. Everywhere he touched was as if he left a fire burning in its wake. I clutched onto his back as he bit down gently on my shoulder. He was driving me insane.
I ran my hands down his back, down to his pant covered backside, grasping and pulling his hips harder against me.
He let out a groan as I did that. He kissed down my collar bone to the top of my chest. He lightly kissed and licked around the top of my breasts that were not covered by my bra.
Then I realised. Things were getting really intense. The relationship (if you could call it that)I had with Malfoy before this began was changing rapidly. It was getting serious. I can feel myself changing. My feelings changing.
I really want him. And that scared me more than anything in the world. I don't think I hate him anymore.
He pushed harder against me and I gasped. Grabbing his hair again I pulled him up to me and kissed him with everything I had. I didn't want to stop. I actually didn't want to stop! But it was him that pulled away. He was gasping for breath.
"I think we should…stop. Don't want Snape finding us like…this" he thrust his hand into my hair and kissed me again before pulling away completely.
I clutched a shelf trying to regain my breathing. Wow. I have never experienced anything so strong like that before.
In silence; apart from our breathing, we put our shirts back on. As if on cue, I heard Snape open the dungeon door and walk in. I quickly turned around and began sorting the nearly finished job. I prayed with all my might that Grease-ball wouldn't pick up on the fact that I was nearly sweating and red in the cheeks. I snuck a look at Malfoy who was biting his lip, putting a jar on the shelf. His lips were swollen and he had a pink tinge to his cheeks. His hair was ruffled a bit and a few from his fringe was stuck to his forehead because of the sweat. But it was a tiny room, so I guess Snape would over look that.
"Nearly finished? Well, I think I'll have to plan something extra lovely for you two tomorrow. Hurry up or I'll make you take it all out again and sort them by size" he sneered.
The rest of detention was spent sneaking lustful glances at each other. Snape was in the other room and he had left the door open.
Journal, Its getting intense.
Night.
