AN: For the love of god! I haven't laughed so hard since, since I read my
first HP slasher. *Shudder* I just couldn't resist the urge to go and read
a Hermione/Draco fic and hell, there is some seriously good shit out
there!! Muahaha, I applaude those who can write all those Draco jerking off
scenes. I really suck at those. And also, after reading the one I did, feel
bad for not putting in the smutty goodness I should have. But now with the
plot line in the way it's going to be a few more chapters before we get to
the hard core yummy stuff. Just warning you now so you know how long you
have to hate me.
Actually, I write this part of the author's note after I checked my reviews and I thank you all so much. Someone said that they read one of my authors note and apparently I have a dirtier version of this story? If I had I would have posted it people, believe me! Also, something about Tom Felton's character getting killed off. I'm suing if that ever happens. Like the reviewer said, Slytherin Pride!!!!
~*~ Seduction's Best Friend ~*~
Chapter Twelve: Operation Make Malfoy Crawl - Part One.
With the help from Lavender Hermione was learning how to play hard to get, girl style. Not just in the way Malfoy had taught her. She wanted to be able to say NO when the time came so Malfoy would be displeased. And it wasn't going to be too hard to do that if she remembered to focus and not look at his lips. She also planned to get her panties back.
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Breakfast the next morning was the first part of her action packed plan. She waited till most of the Gryffindors had already left as Lavender instructed to make her grand entrance. Before she entered the Great Hall she hitched her skirt just a little higher than it already was, loosened her cloak so it hung open leaving plenty of eye view for her legs. She ran her fingers through her hair once and licked her lips. Taking a deep breath she floated gracefully into the Great Hall.
The heads turned as usual now and Hermione smiled and kept her eyes stuck on her house table. Ron was staring open mouth and Harry was letting a grin spread on his lips. Hermione slipped down in between them and enjoyed the burning eyes on her back from the Slytherin table. They deserved what they got. Ron's cheeks were red as Hermione turned to start the plan. He was obviously very embarrassed about previous events.
"Hey Ron, pass the syrup please?" she smiled innocently.
Ron gaped and picked up the jug of syrup and passed it to Hermione. Hermione making an effort for her finger to brush against his as she took the jug. She smiled warmly this time with assurance. Just so he wouldn't wet himself. Pouring the syrup onto her pancakes she licked off the sweet syrup from her fingers she had conveniently gotten on her fingers. She knew both Harry and Ron were staring at her, just as the rest of the Great Hall.
Grinning inwardly she decided to move to step two of the plan. She carefully shrugged off her cloak and placed it casually beside her. She crossed her leg over the other letting her skirt fall back a little. Harry and Ron's stares were more obvious by the seconds.
Good, she thought. She wanted Malfoy to be able to see their reactions. Hopefully, if things were as she planned he would let the fiery dragon inside of him get worked up and he'd come to her, like she planned.
Breakfast wore on and the boys were too busy staring to finish their breakfast. Lavender couldn't help grin a little and shook her head at her handiwork. Hermione sent her a thankful look and grinned. She pretended to ignore the stares and continued to devour her syrup coated pancakes sensually as possible .
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Hermione was all smiles as she left the Great Hall with the other Gryffindors for their first class. Behind her she could hear Pansy shriek with disgust as someone else had knocked off her spot as Sex Princess without even sleeping with anyone.
"So how come you're all confidence this morning Hermione?" Harry asked linking his arm with hers.
She shrugged, "Let's say it's part of getting back what I want,"
Ron looked at her carefully, a look of suspicion ran across his face but Hermione was too quick and spotted it already.
"Look Ron, I know you disapprove of all this but it's my body, and it's my choice. I just wanted a change," she looked at her red haired friend meaningfully hoping he would understand and they wouldn't have any more incidents.
Ron looked at the ground and then linked his arm also with Hermione.
"I can't stay mad at you forever, and when you're looking like that it's too hard to anyway," he grinned sheepishly, almost apologetic.
Hermione laughed and elbowed him gently. The emotional part of her plan was done, she had cleared the air with her friends. Maybe now she could get a few favors now.
AS the laughing golden trio entered the Transfiguration classroom they felt as thought things were back to normal. They sat down at their usual table talking freely. But the air soon turned to ice when the Slytherins made their entrance. As usual Malfoy led the group of sour faced Slytherins. His eyes burned into Hermione's neck as he sat down. The prof. wasn't anywhere to be seen so he began his early morning taunting.
"Going for slut of the year award eh Granger?" he drawled from behind them.
His expression was the same as it had been for them all their previous years at Hogwarts. A sneering slimy evil expression. He hid the fire inside him, trying to keep his title aware to the Gryffindors. Only Hermione knew what was really going on.
Both Harry and Ron turned around ready to throw something back at Malfoy. Possibly their Transfiguration books. Hermione however remained calm and barely turned her head to face Malfoy.
"What's wrong Malfoy? Did Pansy promise you a good blow if you tried to bring me down?"
The Gryffindors erupted in laughter. But Malfoy was not easily beaten.
"Is that upsetting you Granger? That Pansy's got the privilege,"
Hermione scoffed and finally turned in her chair to fade him with a cruel look to match his own.
"Don't flatter yourself. Pansy should know it's bad to put small things in her mouth,"
That put him in his spot. Pansy gasped and grabbed the nearest book and threw it towards Hermione, Harry and Ron. All three ducked and the book hurtled towards Prof McGonagall's cage of small butterflies. It knocked down the cage off its stand set loose hundred of little butterflies. At this point, the Prof decided to make an appearance.
"Miss. Parkinson!"
Everyone turned to see the Prof fuming. She glared at the Slytherins and ordered them to catch all the fluttering butterflies and put them back into the some what broken cage and then delivered a detention to Pansy.
"But Professor!"
"No buts Miss Parkinson, eight o'clock tonight. You can help Mr. Flich in the dungeons tonight. And ten points of Slytherin!"
The Gryffindors had to bite down on the inside of their cheeks to stop themselves from laughing at the Slytherins.
"Well done Hermione, you managed to put Malfoy in his place, give them all actual work and get Pansy on detention. I'm impressed," Neville commented.
Hermione grinned and shrugged.
Yes, things were running smoothly.
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Lunchtime had come and Hermione sat by herself with her Charms book propped open in front of her and a dozen pieces of parchment lying around her. Harry and Ron had collided with Snape who was in a particularly foul mood making them both run an errand for him. Hermione did not mind of course as her mind was set on study mode. She had almost forgotten about the whole Malfoy plot when the very man seated himself down next to her. She sighed and continued to work. Ignoring like she would have done any other time.
"Haven't got any more insults to through at me?" he sneered.
"No, I'm pretending I'm not sitting next to a self-centered arrogant asshole,"
"Oh, nasty Granger, play nice now or your Potty and Weasel might just have to find out about our little interludes of recent," he threatened.
By this time the other Gryffindors further down the table were watching carefully in case Hermione needed a little back up.
Hermione raised an eyebrow but did not look up from her work. Was he really trying to threaten her?
"You'd only be exposing yourself Malfoy. Who do you think they're going to be believe when I simply say you assaulted me and forced me down,"
"You're just a stupid little Mudblood bitch," he spat angrily.
Hermione looked up finally and put on her best sweet and innocent look. She crossed her legs again letting her skirt slip down a little for his viewing pleasure, knowing he couldn't do anything about it. She leant forward slightly so she was only a few centimeters away from his ear.
Malfoy shifted slightly, he was making her angry as hell, but turning him on at the same time. Was that even possible?
"No Draco, I'm a smart little Mudblood bitch who's taking back what's hers,"
She grinned into his skin and drew back. Malfoy was fuming. He opened his mouth to shoot a comeback at her someone gripped his collar and pulled her back from Hermione.
"Can we help you Malfoy?" Ron spat still holding his collar.
Harry and Ron both loomed over Malfoy ready to beat the crap out of him if he decided to pull and tricks on their Hermione.
His jaw tightened and anger was bubbling inside of him, he looked at Hermione and whispered evilly.
"This isn't over bitch,"
"Bring it on,"
(AN: not ripping anyone off with that now)
Malfoy stood up and roughly shrugged off Ron's grip and stalked off. Harry and Ron slid down next to her still eyeing him suspiciously.
"He wasn't giving you a hard time was he Herm?" Harry asked.
"No," she grinned.
"No he wasn't,"
AN: Muhahahahahahahaha, cliff hanger in some sense. I hope this is the little bit longer chappie you folk were after. Have fun everyone.
And thank you all so much for the reviews!!! I feel loved!
Actually, I write this part of the author's note after I checked my reviews and I thank you all so much. Someone said that they read one of my authors note and apparently I have a dirtier version of this story? If I had I would have posted it people, believe me! Also, something about Tom Felton's character getting killed off. I'm suing if that ever happens. Like the reviewer said, Slytherin Pride!!!!
~*~ Seduction's Best Friend ~*~
Chapter Twelve: Operation Make Malfoy Crawl - Part One.
With the help from Lavender Hermione was learning how to play hard to get, girl style. Not just in the way Malfoy had taught her. She wanted to be able to say NO when the time came so Malfoy would be displeased. And it wasn't going to be too hard to do that if she remembered to focus and not look at his lips. She also planned to get her panties back.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Breakfast the next morning was the first part of her action packed plan. She waited till most of the Gryffindors had already left as Lavender instructed to make her grand entrance. Before she entered the Great Hall she hitched her skirt just a little higher than it already was, loosened her cloak so it hung open leaving plenty of eye view for her legs. She ran her fingers through her hair once and licked her lips. Taking a deep breath she floated gracefully into the Great Hall.
The heads turned as usual now and Hermione smiled and kept her eyes stuck on her house table. Ron was staring open mouth and Harry was letting a grin spread on his lips. Hermione slipped down in between them and enjoyed the burning eyes on her back from the Slytherin table. They deserved what they got. Ron's cheeks were red as Hermione turned to start the plan. He was obviously very embarrassed about previous events.
"Hey Ron, pass the syrup please?" she smiled innocently.
Ron gaped and picked up the jug of syrup and passed it to Hermione. Hermione making an effort for her finger to brush against his as she took the jug. She smiled warmly this time with assurance. Just so he wouldn't wet himself. Pouring the syrup onto her pancakes she licked off the sweet syrup from her fingers she had conveniently gotten on her fingers. She knew both Harry and Ron were staring at her, just as the rest of the Great Hall.
Grinning inwardly she decided to move to step two of the plan. She carefully shrugged off her cloak and placed it casually beside her. She crossed her leg over the other letting her skirt fall back a little. Harry and Ron's stares were more obvious by the seconds.
Good, she thought. She wanted Malfoy to be able to see their reactions. Hopefully, if things were as she planned he would let the fiery dragon inside of him get worked up and he'd come to her, like she planned.
Breakfast wore on and the boys were too busy staring to finish their breakfast. Lavender couldn't help grin a little and shook her head at her handiwork. Hermione sent her a thankful look and grinned. She pretended to ignore the stares and continued to devour her syrup coated pancakes sensually as possible .
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Hermione was all smiles as she left the Great Hall with the other Gryffindors for their first class. Behind her she could hear Pansy shriek with disgust as someone else had knocked off her spot as Sex Princess without even sleeping with anyone.
"So how come you're all confidence this morning Hermione?" Harry asked linking his arm with hers.
She shrugged, "Let's say it's part of getting back what I want,"
Ron looked at her carefully, a look of suspicion ran across his face but Hermione was too quick and spotted it already.
"Look Ron, I know you disapprove of all this but it's my body, and it's my choice. I just wanted a change," she looked at her red haired friend meaningfully hoping he would understand and they wouldn't have any more incidents.
Ron looked at the ground and then linked his arm also with Hermione.
"I can't stay mad at you forever, and when you're looking like that it's too hard to anyway," he grinned sheepishly, almost apologetic.
Hermione laughed and elbowed him gently. The emotional part of her plan was done, she had cleared the air with her friends. Maybe now she could get a few favors now.
AS the laughing golden trio entered the Transfiguration classroom they felt as thought things were back to normal. They sat down at their usual table talking freely. But the air soon turned to ice when the Slytherins made their entrance. As usual Malfoy led the group of sour faced Slytherins. His eyes burned into Hermione's neck as he sat down. The prof. wasn't anywhere to be seen so he began his early morning taunting.
"Going for slut of the year award eh Granger?" he drawled from behind them.
His expression was the same as it had been for them all their previous years at Hogwarts. A sneering slimy evil expression. He hid the fire inside him, trying to keep his title aware to the Gryffindors. Only Hermione knew what was really going on.
Both Harry and Ron turned around ready to throw something back at Malfoy. Possibly their Transfiguration books. Hermione however remained calm and barely turned her head to face Malfoy.
"What's wrong Malfoy? Did Pansy promise you a good blow if you tried to bring me down?"
The Gryffindors erupted in laughter. But Malfoy was not easily beaten.
"Is that upsetting you Granger? That Pansy's got the privilege,"
Hermione scoffed and finally turned in her chair to fade him with a cruel look to match his own.
"Don't flatter yourself. Pansy should know it's bad to put small things in her mouth,"
That put him in his spot. Pansy gasped and grabbed the nearest book and threw it towards Hermione, Harry and Ron. All three ducked and the book hurtled towards Prof McGonagall's cage of small butterflies. It knocked down the cage off its stand set loose hundred of little butterflies. At this point, the Prof decided to make an appearance.
"Miss. Parkinson!"
Everyone turned to see the Prof fuming. She glared at the Slytherins and ordered them to catch all the fluttering butterflies and put them back into the some what broken cage and then delivered a detention to Pansy.
"But Professor!"
"No buts Miss Parkinson, eight o'clock tonight. You can help Mr. Flich in the dungeons tonight. And ten points of Slytherin!"
The Gryffindors had to bite down on the inside of their cheeks to stop themselves from laughing at the Slytherins.
"Well done Hermione, you managed to put Malfoy in his place, give them all actual work and get Pansy on detention. I'm impressed," Neville commented.
Hermione grinned and shrugged.
Yes, things were running smoothly.
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Lunchtime had come and Hermione sat by herself with her Charms book propped open in front of her and a dozen pieces of parchment lying around her. Harry and Ron had collided with Snape who was in a particularly foul mood making them both run an errand for him. Hermione did not mind of course as her mind was set on study mode. She had almost forgotten about the whole Malfoy plot when the very man seated himself down next to her. She sighed and continued to work. Ignoring like she would have done any other time.
"Haven't got any more insults to through at me?" he sneered.
"No, I'm pretending I'm not sitting next to a self-centered arrogant asshole,"
"Oh, nasty Granger, play nice now or your Potty and Weasel might just have to find out about our little interludes of recent," he threatened.
By this time the other Gryffindors further down the table were watching carefully in case Hermione needed a little back up.
Hermione raised an eyebrow but did not look up from her work. Was he really trying to threaten her?
"You'd only be exposing yourself Malfoy. Who do you think they're going to be believe when I simply say you assaulted me and forced me down,"
"You're just a stupid little Mudblood bitch," he spat angrily.
Hermione looked up finally and put on her best sweet and innocent look. She crossed her legs again letting her skirt slip down a little for his viewing pleasure, knowing he couldn't do anything about it. She leant forward slightly so she was only a few centimeters away from his ear.
Malfoy shifted slightly, he was making her angry as hell, but turning him on at the same time. Was that even possible?
"No Draco, I'm a smart little Mudblood bitch who's taking back what's hers,"
She grinned into his skin and drew back. Malfoy was fuming. He opened his mouth to shoot a comeback at her someone gripped his collar and pulled her back from Hermione.
"Can we help you Malfoy?" Ron spat still holding his collar.
Harry and Ron both loomed over Malfoy ready to beat the crap out of him if he decided to pull and tricks on their Hermione.
His jaw tightened and anger was bubbling inside of him, he looked at Hermione and whispered evilly.
"This isn't over bitch,"
"Bring it on,"
(AN: not ripping anyone off with that now)
Malfoy stood up and roughly shrugged off Ron's grip and stalked off. Harry and Ron slid down next to her still eyeing him suspiciously.
"He wasn't giving you a hard time was he Herm?" Harry asked.
"No," she grinned.
"No he wasn't,"
AN: Muhahahahahahahaha, cliff hanger in some sense. I hope this is the little bit longer chappie you folk were after. Have fun everyone.
And thank you all so much for the reviews!!! I feel loved!