SUP PEOPLES? i gather, from all the emails you dorks have been sending me, that it has been WAAAY too long since i last updated, and that i promised i wouldn't do that anymore. I AM SOOOO SORRY GUYS! I TOTALLY DIDNT MEAN TOO! i just started high school, and i have been running around like a chicken with my head cut off trying to catch up. BUT i promise to update whenever i possibly can. I'll write during commercial breaks on weekdays, and all the time on weekdays. So you guys havent heard the last of me yet. I might even get another chapter up tonight, who knows. I've been a bit of an insomniac lately, so i find myself searching the web at obsene hours of the morning. ANYWHO, Enjoy, and PLEASE review :)
Hermione woke up with a strong, hard chest where her pillow should have been, and two arms wrapped possessively around her. She drowsily remembered the events last night. Sharply, she glanced at her sleeping partner. Draco's face seemed serene, his hair falling in his eyes again. Unconsciously, he hugged her closer. She looked at the clock over Draco's shoulder…and screamed.
"Draco! GET UP! Classes start in FIVE minutes!" she shrieked while shaking him.
"Five more minutes" he said, rolling over.
"POTIONS STARTS IN FIVE MINUTES, DRACO!" she shouted.
Finally awake, Draco sprang out of bed.
"Shit!" he swore.
Hermione scrambled to her bedroom, threw on her clothes, pulled her hair back into a quick plait, and rushed to the bathroom to brush her teeth. Spitting out her toothpaste, she shouted.
"Time?"
"Two minutes!" Draco swore.
She sprinted around the dorm, searching for her book bag.
"C'mon Hermione. " Draco urged.
"But I can't find my bookbag" she said, twirling around to face him.
"I've got it. Now let's go! I am Snapes favourite, but that will only get us so far if we are too late!" he hurried.
They sprinted out of the dorm, and ran through the empty castle. Upon arriving at the dungeons, they stopped to catch their breath.
"Time?" Hermione enquired.
"Five minutes late." He replied, glancing at her.
She started towards the classroom door.
"Wait!"
Draco grabbed her arm and spun her around. Surprised, she looked up at him questioningly.
"Your tie is undone. Snape's a stickler for uniform." He said, and he took a hold of her tie. He gently tied her tie, his eyes never leaving hers.
"Thanks" she whispered, unconsciously leaning closer to him. Draco had the most exhilarating smell. His hands slowly dropped from her tie, his knuckles trailing down her torso, grazing her stomach, resting lightly on her hips. Dropping her eyes, from his intoxicating stormy ones, she tightened his loosened tie.
"There. A tie for a tie" she smirked.
Groaning, Draco pulled away.
"That has to be the worst joke I have ever heard in my life" he complained. " An eye for an eye, a tie for a… God I can't even finish that sentence. Aren't you supposed to be the smart one?"
Grinning, she opened the door and entered the potions classroom.
"Ten points from Gryiffindor for your lateness, Miss Granger, and as punishment, instead of making the simple potion I had planned for today, you and Mr. Malfoy will be making one of the most difficult potions known to mankind. Felix Felicis, or liquid luck. I suggest you start soon, because this is a double period, and I would hate to keep you from other classes." Snape drawled.
"Yes, sir" Draco muttered as Hermione nodded.
They scurried to the empty seats, Hermione smiling at her friends, and Draco following behind her and nodding.
Quietly, Hermione and Draco got all the ingredients they needed, and set to work. The tension in the room, the students all watching the Gryffindor Princess and the Slytherin Prince working together, waiting for the inevitable drama, was so thick Hermione and Draco could feel it. Like a gigantic weight was trying to squash them like bugs. Finally, Draco couldn't take it anymore. He had to do something, ANYTHING to cut the silence.
"Damn, Hermione. I must have had some Felix Felicis, cuz I know I'm getting lucky." He smirked.
The room went even more silent than before.
"Oh, we're playing that game now, are we? Alright, then. My name might not be Luna, but I sure know how to Lovegood." She flirted
"One night with me, and they'll be forever calling you MOANING Myrtle" he replied
"I know we're not in Professor Flitwick's class, but you sure are charming." She retorted.
" You must be magical, because I've fallen under your spell"
"Is that your wand in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" she smirked.
"Well you know Platform 9 and ¾? I can think of something else with those exact measurements" he suggested, waggling his eyebrows.
Before she could stop herself, she glanced down at his…wand.
"Well then, if that's the case, you don't need an Invisibility Cloak to visit my Restricted Section. " she said, completely non-chalantly.
Shell-shocked, Draco let his jaw drop for a second, before recovering. With a groan, he strode over, took her in his arms, dipped her and kissed her.
