Chapter 11
(Oh my, it's been a while! I've been super busy lately with this and that, but I promise more frequent updates. Sorry to keep you waiting, enjoy! Xo)
Hermione awoke early in a determined state of mind. Her task of pursuing Malfoy seemed only too easy for her, if she put in the effort, she'd have him in a heartbeat. Today was a new day, he'd brought out this seductive siren side of her that she didn't even know existed, and now she was about to use it against him. Sashaying from her bed to the bathroom, so the transformation began.
Malfoy was disturbed from his sleep by a killer hangover and an unwelcomed hard-on courtesy of Miss Hermione Granger. He groaned into his pillow and rolled back over onto his back, bare chest exposed to the sunlight. 'Well, at least Granger will keep her distance after last night,' he thought.
Slipping out of the Slytherin common room to the busy hallways, Draco made a special effort to start 'observing' people. Well, girls. Girls everywhere, some that he could swear he'd never seen before. And they eyed him, like tigers eyeing their prey. 'This is going to be easier than I thought', smirked Malfoy, as he continued on to the Great Hall for some well-needed breakfast.
Across the hall Hermione spied a glistening pair on eyes that were unfortunately not on her, yet. She was standing at the hall's entrance, peaking in to make sure he was there. She'd primped and preened and when she was finally satisfied with her improved appearance, she'd decided the teasing could commence. With a deep inhale that lifted up her chest, Hermione entered the hall with the most confident aura surrounding her. She never thought there would be a day that every eye in the room would be staring at her. She was that girl.
Draco was midway through his eggs when she walked in. He slammed a fist on the table with a feeling of shock and anger. 'The little fox is playing with me!' he thought. Who knew Hermione Granger could look so amazing; her hair was smooth and golden like honey, her lips were the rosiest shade of pink and her eyes sparkled in the sunlight streaming through the windows. Jaws hit the floor, spoons dropped and girls gossiped as Hermione took her seat at the Gryffindor table between Ron and Harry. Malfoy could see that both boys had not taken much notice of the incredible woman sitting next to them, and were obviously too engrossed in their pancakes. And then her gaze met his. Draco quickly returned to his half-eaten eggs, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of knowing that he was gawking. He sat up straight in his seat, gaining back his cool composure, and after finishing his breakfast, got up to leave. Walking out of the hall, he loosened his tie, and pushed up his sleeves, stopping behind a delicious blonde Slytherin who had been eyeing him all morning. Draco bent down, and whispered a silky message in her ear before continuing on his way out of the hall. And all the time, Hermione had been watching.