'Ní uasal ná íseal ach thuas seal is thíos seal'
Advocating: nothing belongs to moi accept Lucius who is not featured in this story.
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She descended gracefully down the castle with Parvati and Harry. She caught a glimpse of Ron. In the Great Hall he met with Eliosa Midgen. He didn't seem particularly cheerful wearing his new charcoal robes. The ones bought by Fred and George from the money Harry gave them.
Fred and George spent a lot of money on their clothes. They looked like pimps. Angelina was giggling under Fred's arm, who wore velvet suit and robes, and carried a cane. George, and the cute Hufflepuff who Parvati now dispised, wore also dark blue velvet suit and robes and fur scarf. He had boots with small heel and shades.
"I didn't expect you'll be looking at other guys" drawling came from behind of Hermione. She turned around to find Draco alone, wearing nicest and most expensive robes she ever saw in the wizarding world. His hair had some extra shine tonight and it was falling over his pale face in sensitive spikes.
For a tiny moment, Hermione noticed Draco's cold gaze meeting with Harry's. Harry was radiating hatred more then a radiator was radiating heat (in winter). Hermione silently linked her arms with Draco and they proudly entered the Great Hall together.
Draco took them to sit at the table with his Slytherin friends. Hermione didn't protest. If the plan worked, well there will be no harm in spending some - err - quality time with fellow Slytherins.
They sat down. Hermione glanced down the table. Gregory was there with Laura who's bust was hanging over her baby blue dress with gold decorations. Vincent was able to get a date with Millicent who looked as unpleasant as always. Pansy was shooting Hermione looks of hatred while her partner Blaise's eyes shined strangely. From time to time, his stare would glitter in Draco's direction, who would smile coldly at him.
"So, Pansy, are you having a good time?" Draco asked Pansy coldly, who just scowled and turned her head away from him.
"What about you, Blaise?" Draco grinned in Blaise's direction.
"It's all very... entertaining" Blaise grinned back. Then Pansy whispered to Blaise, but Hermione was able to understand, "This is a disgrace of the whole kinder". Draco obviously heard it, too.
"Let's go and dance" he said, taking Hermione away. She was relieved to be away from all that tension.
Slow music was playing, and they locked their bodies together. He had his face buried in her hair. Now she wasn't so much shorter than him - of course her heels gave her five extra inches.
Hermione resented his bloody face being close to her, but it was all worth it. Parvati said they had it all planned. She also said, in very icy voice, that Fred and that blasting idiot George will help them execute their plan. So now there were five people in it. But she knew it couldn't go wrong because Fred and George were on it.
Looking around, she noticed many faces staring at them. Many jealous girls who wanted to be ones dancing with extra-hot Draco.
"You're very quiet" Draco said in her ear. Shivers went though her body instantly.
"I am enjoying you" she replied.
"You can enjoy me even more tonight... if you wish" he continued.
"Enjoy you, or enjoy famous 'Malfoy Organ'?" he asked teasingly, playing with the collar on his neck.
"Both... and I'll be enjoying the 'Granger Organ'."
Hermione gave a heartfelt laugh. The truth is, she didn't even have a proper conversation with him (aside for that moment in the Gryffindor change room), and they were already planning to have an honest fuck.
"What, Grangers don't operate in organs?" he drawled.
"Mmm..."
And it was the end of their conversation. Hermione started observing teachers. Hagrid was drunk, talking to tiny Professor Flitwick, who was sipping on chocolate milk. Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall were dancing together, too.
"Let's take a walk outside" he said almost inaudibly to her.
She agreed, but told him she should go and just say something to Parvati.
Parvati gasped.
"Okay, so we're all set. Lavender went to check with Fred and George and they'll be ready anytime."
"Good luck" Harry told Hermione gripping her bare shoulder.
"Thanks" Hermione smiled.
She turned around and walked outside the castle where Draco was waiting for her.
Draco had his hands in pockets and was smirking mystically. When she came out, in short dress, he gave her his cloak to wear not to be cold.
"Where do you want to go?" he asked not being able to wait any additional minute to do it.
"Somewhere with not a lot of show" Hermione said sweetly.
They walked quickly towards the edges of the Forbidden Forest.
"So, is this place okay?" Draco asked not even waiting for the answer. He kissed her lustfully.
For a moment, Hermione was thinking about dropping the whole thing. Staying here with Draco and losing her virginity.
But maybe not... why here, in the snow?
Draco didn't have a faintest comment about the environment. It was all the same to him - satin bed or snow.
"Draco, I am cold" Hermione wined as he kissed her neck pruriently.
"Don't worry, I'll warm you up" he said to her.
And it was now for plan to be executed. She has been practising this spell for ages now. Parvati actually taught her.
"Close your eyes my love, I have a surprise for you" Hermione said in his ear. He did so.
Hermione took out her wand quickly, muttered few words and fled. Draco opened his eyes two second later feeling cold wind on his legs, but Hermione was gone away, towards the castle. But the things was... Draco's pants were missing. They vanished.
It took Draco few minutes to realise what just happened. Hermione left him without his pants, in the cold weather, taking away his cloak. He was so angry that he wanted to kill her. He fled towards the castle, praying that no one will be in the hallway when he enters. He didn't know any other entrances for the castle. And his wand was left in the dormitory.
'That bitch will pay me' he was thinking.
He peered inside the castle when he approached. He thanked God again that no one was outside, on the grounds, to see him.
And no one was inside. He stepped inside cautiously. Just as he was getting ready to run towards the dungeon passage way, the doors of the Great Hall, that have been closed, opened suddenly. Fred and George were the ones that opened them to be correct.
Draco wanted to run, but he couldn't. He couldn't hear, but the twins yelled something and suddenly everyone was out there, peeping, and looking at Draco in the underwear.
Draco wanted to die that exact moment. He felt terrible heat in his face - he knew he was redder then Weasleys' hair.
"Mister Malfoy, would you explain what you are doing?" someone said stiffly. Draco looked up seeing Snape's white face. He could hear the laughter and pointing now. He will kill the Mudblood.
"I was taking a walk around" Draco said quietly. He couldn't think of a way to use 'my father' in a sentence now. He suspected that Lucius would rather prosecute him then help him out of this situation.
Snape said nothing, just pulled Draco down the dungeon corridor.
Hermione was standing there, in the background, watching Parvati, Harry, Lavender, Seamus, and almost everyone laughing. She wasn't. But she neither regretted what she have done - Draco deserved it. He wanted her dead, he wanted her Muggle born friends dead in the second year. He wanted her sex.
"I never expected to see Draco wearing pale blue boxers" Harry was on his knees, supporting on Lavender.
But the best was yet to come. Ron ran to Hermione, with wide grin.
"That was bloody brilliant!" he exclaimed and pulled Hermione into a tight hug. She wasn't even expecting it.
"I know" Hermione smiled feebly.
Draco knocked on Severus' office.
"Enter" said he.
Draco slowly opened the door and came in. Snape sent him to get pants and come back and see him.
"What exactly were you doing?" said Snape, his tone jaded. Like Draco was his son.
"I was taking a nice walk around" Draco said quietly, lethal stare out of his eyes.
"In your underwear?" Snape raised one eyebrow, his hand shaking and holding a quill, as he was deciding to write or not to write to Lucius, and tell him what happened with his son.
"Yes" Draco sneered unpleasantly.
"So then, I can inform your father about what happened?" Snape said walking around, and stepping in front of Draco.
"He'll found out anyway" Draco sighed.
Gryffindor celebrated about what happened. Ron smuggled Eliosa Midgen in Gryffindor common room and no one seemed to really care. He was really starting to like her.
Hermione was happy and melancholic. Well it was time to take a shower and wash off all the make up. She didn't need it anymore.
She went upstairs to the dormitory and started taking the things off realising she was wearing Draco's cloak. Accidentally, well not so accidentally, her hand went into the pocket, and she felt parchment inside. She took it out and was fighting herself to read it or not to read it. She read it.
It was a letter from Lucius to Draco, the one about how will he get his sword when he looses his virginity. And everything was clear to her, and Zabini's stare during the dinner. She realised Draco was with her all this time just to fuck her. It didn't make her feel particularly happy, rather depressed.
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'Life is not about being born noble or lowly — it's more a case of ups and downs'
Advocating: nothing belongs to moi accept Lucius who is not featured in this story.
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She descended gracefully down the castle with Parvati and Harry. She caught a glimpse of Ron. In the Great Hall he met with Eliosa Midgen. He didn't seem particularly cheerful wearing his new charcoal robes. The ones bought by Fred and George from the money Harry gave them.
Fred and George spent a lot of money on their clothes. They looked like pimps. Angelina was giggling under Fred's arm, who wore velvet suit and robes, and carried a cane. George, and the cute Hufflepuff who Parvati now dispised, wore also dark blue velvet suit and robes and fur scarf. He had boots with small heel and shades.
"I didn't expect you'll be looking at other guys" drawling came from behind of Hermione. She turned around to find Draco alone, wearing nicest and most expensive robes she ever saw in the wizarding world. His hair had some extra shine tonight and it was falling over his pale face in sensitive spikes.
For a tiny moment, Hermione noticed Draco's cold gaze meeting with Harry's. Harry was radiating hatred more then a radiator was radiating heat (in winter). Hermione silently linked her arms with Draco and they proudly entered the Great Hall together.
Draco took them to sit at the table with his Slytherin friends. Hermione didn't protest. If the plan worked, well there will be no harm in spending some - err - quality time with fellow Slytherins.
They sat down. Hermione glanced down the table. Gregory was there with Laura who's bust was hanging over her baby blue dress with gold decorations. Vincent was able to get a date with Millicent who looked as unpleasant as always. Pansy was shooting Hermione looks of hatred while her partner Blaise's eyes shined strangely. From time to time, his stare would glitter in Draco's direction, who would smile coldly at him.
"So, Pansy, are you having a good time?" Draco asked Pansy coldly, who just scowled and turned her head away from him.
"What about you, Blaise?" Draco grinned in Blaise's direction.
"It's all very... entertaining" Blaise grinned back. Then Pansy whispered to Blaise, but Hermione was able to understand, "This is a disgrace of the whole kinder". Draco obviously heard it, too.
"Let's go and dance" he said, taking Hermione away. She was relieved to be away from all that tension.
Slow music was playing, and they locked their bodies together. He had his face buried in her hair. Now she wasn't so much shorter than him - of course her heels gave her five extra inches.
Hermione resented his bloody face being close to her, but it was all worth it. Parvati said they had it all planned. She also said, in very icy voice, that Fred and that blasting idiot George will help them execute their plan. So now there were five people in it. But she knew it couldn't go wrong because Fred and George were on it.
Looking around, she noticed many faces staring at them. Many jealous girls who wanted to be ones dancing with extra-hot Draco.
"You're very quiet" Draco said in her ear. Shivers went though her body instantly.
"I am enjoying you" she replied.
"You can enjoy me even more tonight... if you wish" he continued.
"Enjoy you, or enjoy famous 'Malfoy Organ'?" he asked teasingly, playing with the collar on his neck.
"Both... and I'll be enjoying the 'Granger Organ'."
Hermione gave a heartfelt laugh. The truth is, she didn't even have a proper conversation with him (aside for that moment in the Gryffindor change room), and they were already planning to have an honest fuck.
"What, Grangers don't operate in organs?" he drawled.
"Mmm..."
And it was the end of their conversation. Hermione started observing teachers. Hagrid was drunk, talking to tiny Professor Flitwick, who was sipping on chocolate milk. Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall were dancing together, too.
"Let's take a walk outside" he said almost inaudibly to her.
She agreed, but told him she should go and just say something to Parvati.
Parvati gasped.
"Okay, so we're all set. Lavender went to check with Fred and George and they'll be ready anytime."
"Good luck" Harry told Hermione gripping her bare shoulder.
"Thanks" Hermione smiled.
She turned around and walked outside the castle where Draco was waiting for her.
Draco had his hands in pockets and was smirking mystically. When she came out, in short dress, he gave her his cloak to wear not to be cold.
"Where do you want to go?" he asked not being able to wait any additional minute to do it.
"Somewhere with not a lot of show" Hermione said sweetly.
They walked quickly towards the edges of the Forbidden Forest.
"So, is this place okay?" Draco asked not even waiting for the answer. He kissed her lustfully.
For a moment, Hermione was thinking about dropping the whole thing. Staying here with Draco and losing her virginity.
But maybe not... why here, in the snow?
Draco didn't have a faintest comment about the environment. It was all the same to him - satin bed or snow.
"Draco, I am cold" Hermione wined as he kissed her neck pruriently.
"Don't worry, I'll warm you up" he said to her.
And it was now for plan to be executed. She has been practising this spell for ages now. Parvati actually taught her.
"Close your eyes my love, I have a surprise for you" Hermione said in his ear. He did so.
Hermione took out her wand quickly, muttered few words and fled. Draco opened his eyes two second later feeling cold wind on his legs, but Hermione was gone away, towards the castle. But the things was... Draco's pants were missing. They vanished.
It took Draco few minutes to realise what just happened. Hermione left him without his pants, in the cold weather, taking away his cloak. He was so angry that he wanted to kill her. He fled towards the castle, praying that no one will be in the hallway when he enters. He didn't know any other entrances for the castle. And his wand was left in the dormitory.
'That bitch will pay me' he was thinking.
He peered inside the castle when he approached. He thanked God again that no one was outside, on the grounds, to see him.
And no one was inside. He stepped inside cautiously. Just as he was getting ready to run towards the dungeon passage way, the doors of the Great Hall, that have been closed, opened suddenly. Fred and George were the ones that opened them to be correct.
Draco wanted to run, but he couldn't. He couldn't hear, but the twins yelled something and suddenly everyone was out there, peeping, and looking at Draco in the underwear.
Draco wanted to die that exact moment. He felt terrible heat in his face - he knew he was redder then Weasleys' hair.
"Mister Malfoy, would you explain what you are doing?" someone said stiffly. Draco looked up seeing Snape's white face. He could hear the laughter and pointing now. He will kill the Mudblood.
"I was taking a walk around" Draco said quietly. He couldn't think of a way to use 'my father' in a sentence now. He suspected that Lucius would rather prosecute him then help him out of this situation.
Snape said nothing, just pulled Draco down the dungeon corridor.
Hermione was standing there, in the background, watching Parvati, Harry, Lavender, Seamus, and almost everyone laughing. She wasn't. But she neither regretted what she have done - Draco deserved it. He wanted her dead, he wanted her Muggle born friends dead in the second year. He wanted her sex.
"I never expected to see Draco wearing pale blue boxers" Harry was on his knees, supporting on Lavender.
But the best was yet to come. Ron ran to Hermione, with wide grin.
"That was bloody brilliant!" he exclaimed and pulled Hermione into a tight hug. She wasn't even expecting it.
"I know" Hermione smiled feebly.
Draco knocked on Severus' office.
"Enter" said he.
Draco slowly opened the door and came in. Snape sent him to get pants and come back and see him.
"What exactly were you doing?" said Snape, his tone jaded. Like Draco was his son.
"I was taking a nice walk around" Draco said quietly, lethal stare out of his eyes.
"In your underwear?" Snape raised one eyebrow, his hand shaking and holding a quill, as he was deciding to write or not to write to Lucius, and tell him what happened with his son.
"Yes" Draco sneered unpleasantly.
"So then, I can inform your father about what happened?" Snape said walking around, and stepping in front of Draco.
"He'll found out anyway" Draco sighed.
Gryffindor celebrated about what happened. Ron smuggled Eliosa Midgen in Gryffindor common room and no one seemed to really care. He was really starting to like her.
Hermione was happy and melancholic. Well it was time to take a shower and wash off all the make up. She didn't need it anymore.
She went upstairs to the dormitory and started taking the things off realising she was wearing Draco's cloak. Accidentally, well not so accidentally, her hand went into the pocket, and she felt parchment inside. She took it out and was fighting herself to read it or not to read it. She read it.
It was a letter from Lucius to Draco, the one about how will he get his sword when he looses his virginity. And everything was clear to her, and Zabini's stare during the dinner. She realised Draco was with her all this time just to fuck her. It didn't make her feel particularly happy, rather depressed.
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'Life is not about being born noble or lowly — it's more a case of ups and downs'