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We Can Never Truly Change
Dramione
He couldn't breathe. She was standing so close. All the air in the hallway disappeared as Draco took a step back. He reached out to steady her as she rocked back, unstable from her run-in with Draco. Holding on to her shoulders Draco never wanted to let go-
What is going on? He was the one playing a game. He didn't want to actually like her. He just needed to beat her. He needed to-be the best.
Remembering the reason for his seductive ways, Draco slowly brushed his hand down her arm until he reached her hand. Grabbing her soft skin, he intertwined his fingers through hers. Rubbing her smooth skin with the pad of his thumb he smiled. Her mouth was slightly opened as she looked down at their contact. Noticing a small eyelash resting on her cheek, he lifted his thumb to catch it, wiping her face gently.
Slowly placing his thumb in front of her mouth, he whispered in a husky voice to her.
"Make a wish."
She wished he would take her right there. She wished he would cover her body with kisses. She wished he would claim her as his. Opening her mouth to blow, she locked eyes with Draco. Slowly she let out her breath. She watched as the eyelash flew off his thumb and disappeared from sight. "What did you wish for?" he questioned, his voice a gentle rasp. She quickly glanced at his lips, so red and so luscious, before steadying herself. Blushing slightly, Hermione replied that it was a secret. She could feel his stare break from her eyes and land on her lips. She bit her lower lip as his head slowly leaned towards hers. She could feel his cold breath on her flaming cheeks. She welcomed the foreign feeling. She was new to all of this and already she loved it so much. She didn't know how experienced Draco was but she hoped he would be gentle. "Hermione?" Quickly pulling away, Hermione could feel the burning on her face spread to the rest of her body. Trying not to look guilty, she looked down into the face of her little sister. She didn't know which one she regretted more: breaking away from Draco, or her sister catching her.
Taking deep breaths to steady his heart, Draco Malfoy turned to glare at the youngest weasellette. Such a perfect moment. The moment that Hermione finally trusted him, ruined by her idiotic little sister. "Can we help you?"
He could swear Hermione was about to let him kiss her senseless, and he knew just how to do it. Worse than being a player was a tease and Draco refused to be one of those. He would just settle with the first.
Ginny Weasleys eyes became narrow slits as she heard the unhappiness in his voice. She turned towards Hermione and told her that she needed her help. Glaring at Draco hatefully, Ginny grabbed her sister's hand and dragged her away. Hermione turned towards Draco and sent him an apologetic smile. Draco smirked back at her and rubbed the back of his neck.
Walking towards his room, he knew he would see her in the dining hall when they waited to greet the foreign students who had traveled for the Tri-Wizard tournament. He just hoped they could pick up where they had left off.
"What the hell was that?" Hermione turned to her sister, surprised to hear her curse. She could hear the accusing tone in her scratchy voice. "That was Draco, Draco Malfoy. Have you gone completely loony? You hate him, more than you hate anyone."
Hermione could hear Ginny talk, but none of it was registering in her head. All she could think about was Draco and his lips-
Stop.
Hermione knew Ginny was right . Just because her angst-y teen hormones were raging to release the built up tension in her system didn't mean she needed to throw all her morals out the door. He was still the little kid who had pulled her hair and pinched her arms from years ago. He hated her best friend and mocked her family; plus that was only the younger Malfoy. Lucius Malfoy terrorized her father and stored incorrect lessons into his only son's mind.
Nodding her head, Hermione listened as her sister went on and on.
Hermione silently hoped Draco was not taking the same classes as her. She could avoid him out of class, but she wasn't sure if she would be able to keep up her 'Draco-Less' mindset if he looked at her with those lust filled pools of silver. Hermione also took note of the quiet whisper in the back of her head that hoped for the opposite.
He could hear the boys yelling and throwing various curses at each other as he walked back into his room. Slamming open the door, he looked over at Blaise Zabini with a smirk.
"Did you get what you were looking for Draco?" Blaise questioned, sarcasm laced in his voice. Blaise knew all about Draco's 'experiences' with girls and he loved to bother Draco about it constantly. Draco took note of the state of the room. His new robes haphazardly covered the floor of their room and his books were strewn everywhere. Silently putting his books down Draco glared at his roommates until the stopped playing.
"Fix this room, now."
While his friends got to work, Draco turned to Blaise and waved for him to follow. Exciting the room, Draco sat down in the chairs that loitered the Slytherin common room.
"So were you successful with the little Blood-Traitor?"
Blaise's family had always thought very highly of blood statuses, even more so then the Malfoy's. Draco knew the only way to get Blaise off of his back was to tell him plan. After Draco had fully explained his situation, Blaise sat impressed in his seat. He looked surprised with the plan because not only did Draco get to finally beat Hermione, he also got to beat every other guy out for her virginity. Part of him was actually unhappy that he hadn't thought of the plan. Hermione had finally matured and she was looking really good. So good that Blaise had heard his table talking about her after Draco had left. Apparently the Weasley's had some good genes in them after all. After congratulating Draco on a plan well planned, they left their common room to meet with the rest of their house in the Great Hall. Hogwarts guests were coming and Draco knew his best friend was hoping to find some new victims.
Everyone around her was pushing her as the rushed to get a good seat in the Great Hall. She had heard the news of the visitors and she welcomed the distraction, hoping to keep her mind off of Draco. Sitting down next to Ron and Ginny, she looked forward at her Headmaster. After all the usual 'welcomes' and 'warnings', the Headmaster explained the Tri-Wizard tournament. A loud thump on the outside of the door alerted the students to the arrival of their guest. The room bubbled with excitement and the Hermione could not hear Ron speaking to her as one of the Professors opened the door.
After all the new students had entered and showcased their talent, Dumbledore continued to speak about the tournament. Hermione didn't hear anything he said as Ron and Harry talked loudly about the Beauxbatons students. Hermione knew they were beautiful and it irked Hermione to know that she would never be as graceful as them. Her mother had tried to convince Hermione to go there and now she was wondering why she had chosen not to. Her eyes scanned the heads of the new students and came to rest on a male from Durmstrang. She knew he was famous from the way Ron had nearly fainted when he walked in. The way he meticulously listened to Dumbledore interested him and when his eyes left the Headmaster and rested on her, Hermione blushed furiously.
How embarrassing.
I know stupid place to end, but I have so much homework. My English class is very demanding and I have a test in Pre-Calculus Friday. Wish me luck! I will try to update as often as I can though because I love all the awesome reviews that I received from you guys.
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