Hey! WOW! Everyone reviewed! Thanks! (I have a longer thank-you list at the bottom). So, this is chapter three, and all the characters still belong to the genius J.K. Rowling. The spells are mine, as is the plot!!! Also, they aren't in love yet, it just doesn't move that fast with Draco and Hermione...Enjoy!
Chapter Three: The Kiss (That Never Happened)
*Draco's POV*
Damn his head hurt! It was 5:45, and he had just gotten out of Potions/Transfiguration. Normally they all got out at 3:45, but the Mudblood and him had to stay after. He was exhausted. Not really from the extra two hours, but from what had ensued before that. He had been stuck with Granger, of course, and they had had to try to change some part of the others' body with their minds. Which meant that they basically had to stare at each other for three straight hours. He now knew that she had a mole under her left eye, and that she had a few freckles, and long eyelashes. Also, her teeth weren't big. Or, at least, they hadn't been. He had concentrated for two hours on this, after she had disfigured his nose in the first hour. Thanks to Professor McGonnagal it was back to normal now, but it hurt like hell. Granger must've gone insane. She kept on muttering 'Pinnochio' at him, and then laughing. Whatever.
So, anyways, after she had done that, he had figured out how to direct all his 'negative energy' towards her two front teeth, and he made them HUGE. McGonnagal fixed them, too, unfortunately.
He just had time for a quick shower before dinner, then off to the Library he would go. Whoop-de-do. Grimacing as he took his long, black robes off, he gingerly rubbed his left forearm. It had been really hard not to show the fact that he was in pain when McGonnagal had pulled him down the hall by it towards Dumbledore's office. Less than two weeks ago, he had finally made his father proud. He had become a Death Eater. He wasn't really sure that he liked 'Voldie' that much after all. He was raspy and slithery and...Draco shuddered. He wasn't afraid of the guy, though. His father was. His father was such a hypocrite. Constantly preaching about the evils of weakness, yet the weakest of the lot. Draco had walked into his father's study many times to find him smoking a cigar and lifting five-pound weights. C'mon...
But that wasn't the true weakness. The truth was, all Death Eaters were weak, because they gave in to Voldemort. He knew it. A small part of him hated himself. But he figured that if he decided that he didn't find it much fun to be a Death Eater, he would just murder the whole lot, and get on with life. Laughing at this idea, he threw his black boxers down the laundry shoot and hopped in the shower.
"Draco? Drakie, honey? It's Pansy...Draco?" Damn that girl. She had the most annoying sing-song voice.
"I'm busy. LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"Drakie...are you taking a shower? I was just wondering if I could borrow your Transfiguration book...for that essay that is due tomorrow...y'know, the one from last year? Drakie, please? Then, when you get back, I'll be done, and I can de-stress you from your awful evening with the Mudblood...Drakie???"
"TAKE THE BOOK. Pansy? When I get back, I'm going to bed. By myself. I'm just not...interested, ok?"
"But...don't you love me, Draco? Don't you?"
"Pansy...I've been over this with you before...I just want to be friends. Friends love each other, just not THAT way. I just don't think that 'we' would work out, y'know?"
"But, Draco, I love you!"
"That's nice, Pansy. I think maybe Goyle loves you, though..."
"Really? D'you think so? Cool! Can I borrow your book?"
"Yeah. Go ahead. Then go see what he's up to..."
"K! Bye, Drakie!"
"Bye."
Thank God she was gone. He went through that conversation with her about once a week. Luckily, he thought that maybe Goyle did love her. Or at least didn't mind her. She was pretty, but in a normal, boring way. Blonde hair, blue eyes, perfect, perfect, perfect. So perfect, that he couldn't stand her. No brains. No brains whatsoever. Draco grumbled and got out of the shower, running a hand through his wet blonde hair. Finally, all the ink was off of his face. He had scrubbed, and used erasing charms, but since he had bought ink that promised it wouldn't wash away, it had taken a long, long time. Throwing on a clean pair of black boxers and a clean black robe, he shook the water out of his hair and headed down for dinner, wand tucked up his right sleeve. No doubt he would need it...
*Hermione's POV*
"Hey, 'Mione! I heard you turned Malfoy into Pinnochio! Was it hard? Didja get in trouble?"
"Hey, Ginny. Yeah it was hard. I have a headache! And now, I can only eat applesauce and mashed potatoes and pudding...the git made my teeth grow...I'm gonna kill him!"
"Oh. So he is as strong as you, then?"
"I guess you could put it that way. Look, I'll try to get Colin back his camera tonight, but I probably won't succeed..."
"That would be great! I feel so sorry for you! I wish there was some way I could help, but the Library is off limits to all other students...sorry..."
"That's'alright...I'll manage..."
"I got you this, though...it's from Hogsmeade...if you get desperate, just pour this on him...it looks like water, but really, it's a mild form of Shutupiserum. He won't be able to shout for the rest of the night. He doesn't have to drink it, it just has to spill on him...Good luck!"
"Thanks, Gin! I'm sure I can use this! Cool..."
"'Mione, it's time to go up to the common room...hurry, you only have ten minutes till detention!" Harry was tugging on her robe sleeve.
"Bye, Ginny! I'll talk to you tomorrow, ok? Save me a seat at breakfast!"
Suddenly, someone came running up flailing their arms at her. "Hermione! Wait! We need to talk!" it was Lavender.
"What is it?"
"Do you really get to spend three hours with Draco?! Really?"
"You make it sound like a good thing..."
"Oh! I'm soooo envious! Parvati and I will be up when you come back! I can't wait to hear all about it! He's sooooo hot!" She was waving her hand in front of her face and looked like she was having a hot flash.
"If you could go instead of me, I would let you...however, I can't, and I've gotta go...bye!"
Harry really did drag her down the corridor. "Now you only have 7 minutes...trust me, you don't want to be late for detention. Every minute you're late means another ten for both of you...hurry!" Harry was now running. He pulled her into an empty classroom, and took the cloak out of his bag. He placed it in hers, grinned, and shoved her towards the Library. "What happened to going to the common room?"
Harry put on a high falsetto, "The fates informed me that we would run out of time..."
Hermione skidded into the Library with one minute to spare. Draco was perched on top of a bookshelf looking very evil (and, of course, hot) indeed.
"Where's Dumbledore?"
*Draco's POV*
"Well, hello to you too. He couldn't make it. Something about urgent Ministry complications...Professor Binns was supposed to take over, but he accidentally walked through the wall and disappeared...so, Mudblood, it's just you...and me..."
"You mean...no...teacher?"
"Exactly."
"Then why are you still here?
"
"What? Me, miss a lovely detention with you, Granger? Don't you find it romantic to sort Library books? The door is locked, from the inside. You should know that after seven Madam Pince does that. She started midway through last year."
"Oh. So where do we start?"
"With the A's, of course."
"Well, then, c'mon."
"Like I'm touching those books. Their covered in dust. My hands are too beautiful."
"Your hands are like ugly pieces of plaster. Now come help me!"
Ugly pieces of plaster? What was plaster? Anyways, his hands didn't look like that. He loved his hands. He put on his cruelest sneer. He was sick of being all nice. She just insulted him. She, a mudblood. The Mudblood.
"What happened to your teeth? They were looking normal for awhile...can't wait to immerse yourself in those books, can you? If it weren't for books, I would be top of the class. Your magic really isn't that strong. You make out like it is, but really, you're just scared that everyone will realize...that it's not! Guess why? You're no pureblood." He jumped lithely off of the book shelf, and picked up a book that started with 'A'.
"Sure, I like books, Malfoy, but at least I do my own work. You wouldn't be where you are if it weren't for your father. You wouldn't play Quidditch, if your father hadn't bribed the team. And you'll never win a match against Harry, 'cause he actually CAN play."
"Keep Potter out of this. At least I can get onto a broom." Stupid bitch. He shoved a bunch of books onto the shelf.
"Alphiousabetium!"
"What?" The books were rearranging themselves. Hermione shoved his books off, and started putting them on the shelf, in the right order.
"We learned that one first year, if you had paid attention."
He couldn't stand her! First year! Who remembers anything from first year? "Levitate!" He guided a book to her head, and dropped it. "We learned that one first year, too."
"Aargh! You stupid..." Suddenly she was gone.
"Umm...we haven't learned that yet, Mudblood...better come back here..."
"I'm still here..."
What? Where was she? Her voice was icy, and he could feel her breath in his ear. Then he remembered: Potter had an Invisibility Cloak! He reached out for her, but missed. She was gone.
"Can't catch me!"
He would let her have fun for a minute. Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Three dictionaries hit his head. Ok. Enough fun.
"Accio Granger!" The cloak flew off. She landed in his lap. "Hello, there."
*Hermione's POV*
A book hit her head. The devil. She had Harry's cloak behind her, though. For a split second, he looked away. She threw it on. Ha! Now she had the upper hand. She watched confusion cross his face. Then she hit him with three dictionaries. Now, time for the little potion of Ginny's. She unscrewed the lid, and was next to him, ready to pour, when he regained control.
"Accio, Granger!" His voice was cold, and heartless. She was tugged forward. The potion spilt on herself. Now she couldn't yell. Fabulous.
Plop! She looked up. She was in Draco Malfoy's lap.
"Hello, there." He grinned down at her. His hand closed around her wrist. He was even stronger than he looked. She sat up, and pulled away. There were a few drops left in the bottle. She splashed them onto his face. He let go.
"Why do you keep splashing me with stuff. Water? Good God, you've gotta do better than that..."
"But...it's not water..."
"It spilt on you, too...all down your front. You aren't disfigured yet."
"Try to yell..."
She watched him try. Nothing happened.
*Draco's POV*
So. Neither of them could yell. Slowly, a sly grin appeared across Draco Malfoy's face. No one would hear her yell. Hmmm...
He reached out, and pulled her down towards him. He pulled her so close that he could feel her breath on his face. Then he pulled her closer. He pretended like he was going to kiss her, then at the last minute wrenched her head up by her hair. She tried to let out a painful scream, but, obviously didn't succeed. She was shaking all over. Then she kicked him. Hard. He tried not to double over with pain, but the next thing he knew, she had her wand pointed at his head, and was mumbling something.
"Bojeidelprup!" She looked at him grinning, and then whispered, "finito!"
"WHAT did you just do?"
"Stay away from me..." He grinned. She was scared of him. But what had she done to him? He had certainly never heard that spell before. He decided that he would mess with her.
"Kcawht. Finito." Her hair fell to her feet, and disappeared. She had had hair down almost to her middle back. Now it just reached her shoulders. It was very poofy.
"Aaaargh! Do you know how long I have spent growing my hair out, Draco Malfoy?" Then she was punching and hitting him.
"I can see why." He smiled and let her punch him. She was kind of cute when she was angry. In a bookworm-ish, Mudblood, plain, Hermione Granger way.
"Aren't you going to do something? Are you just going to let me punch you?" She paused, looking confused.
He grabbed her, and pulled her roughly towards him. She was in shock at first, then struggled. Then he kissed her. She froze.
He pressed his mouth to hers, holding her at the nape of her neck, and also on her lower back. Slowly he tried to force his tongue into her mouth. She seemed to be having a little trouble deciding whether or not she liked what he was doing. He waited. Was she going to bite his tongue? No, I guess not. A small grin spread across his face. Then, she clamped her teeth down on his tongue, let go, shoved him backwards, and spat in his face.
"How DARE you!"
"You asked me if I was going to do anything. Was that a good enough answer? What's with you and putting various types of shit on my face?" He wiped his face off with the corner of Harry's Invisibility Cloak.
"I am going to kill you one of these days, Draco Malfoy."
"Not a very good answer, Granger."
She started directing books to the bookshelf.
"Has it been three hours yet?"
"No. We still have two to go."
"WHAT?" she croaked.
He stood up and walked to the other side of the library. He needed some time as far away from her as possible. Why had he kissed her? To scare her, of course. No, really, Draco. Why? Because she had looked cute. Mr. Death Eater, yourself, she is a Mudblood. And you are an idiot. Great. Now he was talking to himself.
Suddenly, he heard a noise coming from the room. It was coming from Hermione's direction. Er, the Mudblood's direction. It sounded like chalk on a chalkboard. He went to investigate. She looked like she was choking. Then he realized that she was crying. She hadn't seen him, since he was peering through a gap in the bookshelf. She thwacked the floor. Then she wiped her tears away, and buried her face in a book.
Now he felt bad. Maybe he shouldn't have done that. Why should he care? She was a bloody Mudblood. Her feelings didn't count. Plus, feeling was a weakness. Or, at least, that's what Voldemort said. He wasn't sure this was true, since Harry's mum's love (which was a feeling) had kept him alive and destroyed Voldemort. But, hey, whatever.
*Hermione's POV*
She had just been kissed. It was electrifying. It was horrible. It was hot and cold. It sent shivers up and down her spine. It had not been Viktor. It had been Draco Malfoy. She let a hot tear roll down her cheek. She hadn't seen Viktor for almost four months now. She had really liked him. Two weeks ago, he had written to tell her that he just couldn't deal with such a long distance relationship. That he had met someone, or rather, furthered his acquaintance with someone, a someone named Fleur Delacour. So, it was over. She pounded the floor. She loved him. She hated him. Malfoy had sent shivers up her spine. She was confused. Ooh...a book on Flobberworms...she ruffled through the book.
Draco came sauntering up.
"We should probably put some of these books on the shelf. We actually only have an hour left. I was just messing with you. You still have ink on your arms. And your hands..."
"It wouldn't come off. I scrubbed for a long, long time. Finally I gave up. Do we really only have an hour left?"
"Yeah. We should at least get the 'A' section done. Someone will have to come let us out, so we might want to look like we haven't been, um, fighting the whole time..."
"Why are you being so damn nice?" Oops. She had sworn! Fred, or George, or whomever, must really be getting to her...
"Jesus. Do you want me to light your head on fire or something? Because I could. I know the spell..."
"Go ahead. I don't care."
"You sound like me. Read a book."
"Books don't help everything, you know."
"I know."
They went back to putting books on the shelf.
"By the way, what did you do to me?"
"You have bright purple hair." Hermione sniffled, and tried to hide a grin. Draco's mouth was hanging wide open.
Thump. Thump. Thu-thump. Thump. Thump. Thu-thump. They were shoving books onto the shelves, in complete silence. They were both still furious at one another, and at the same time saw some of the humor in their situation. They were both, of course, thinking about The Kiss.
"It never happened." Hermione's jaw was set.
"Oh, but it did, Granger. Can't change the past."
"What I'm saying is, IT NEVER HAPPENED!"
"What part of this don't you understand? It did happen!"
"But-but no one is going to know about it, ok? Everything's bad enough as it is. You don't need to be massacred by angry Gryffindors, and I would feel better without having to listen to Pansy shriek. So, it never happened."
"Oh. Ok. It never happened, if you can find me a good counter-spell for my hair. By tomorrow morning."
"What? Look at my hair you filthy piece of scum! THERE IS NO COUNTER-SPELL! Like hell I'm going to go looking for one for YOU!"
"Suit yourself..." He was paying close attention to his fingernails.
"You wouldn't..."
"I most certainly would, Granger. Remember, I'm big, bad Malfoy..."
"The bad and Malfoy part, yes, big, no."
"We only have five more minutes left, Granger..."
"Shoot. Not enough time to hide a dead body..."
"What are you going on about?"
"Leave me alone, Pinnochio."
"Who is Pinnochio?"
"Aaaargh! It's a muggle thing. Just go away!"
"We aren't done with the 'A' section yet..."
"I DON'T CARE!"
"My, my, aren't we testy..." He got up and went to sit in an armchair about ten feet away. "ONE MINUTE LEFT!"
Hermione and Draco jumped up and ran to the door at the same time, both very eager to get out of the Library.
"We'll probably get detention for the mess we made..."
"It's a possibility..."
"Has it been one minute yet?"
"It's been two, actually. Someone's running late..."
"What if they forgot about us?"
"Horrible thought, Granger..."
Voila! Chapter Three, and I made it longer for all of you! Aren't they just a lovely couple? You may be wondering how this will ever work out, or saying to yourself that Draco and Hermione just aren't meant to be...but the thing is, sometimes what people need is their opposite. Draco's cold and heartless, Hermione cares. She can help him see the importance of caring. Hermione spends way too much time immersed in books. Draco takes a different approach to learning. He will be able to help her with that. Anyways, I'm babbling...on to the Thank You's...
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