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Learning to Love-Chapter 2: First Meeting-Anger
Hermione walked down a deserted corridor, hugging heavy Transfiguration books to her chest. It was late, after one o'clock, and she'd finally decided to get out of the library and head for bed. Walking quickly, eyes on the ground, she didn't notice him coming up the hallway in the opposite direction until it was too late. Running into him was like hitting a brick wall. Hermione's books went flew every which way and she herself almost followed them. Held up by a steady arm around her waist, she finally realized who she'd bumped into. "Whoa. Steady there," laughed Draco. She looked up at him and his laughter immediately stopped. Slowly pulling her to her feet, his eyes danced with...something. What was that? Hermione quickly stepped away from Draco. The way he was staring at her was a little...weird. "Well well well," he smirked. "If it isn't Miss. Granger, falling into my arms?" She blushed furiously, then suddenly became angry. Who was he to talk to her like that? "And I suppose it was just by accident you caught me?"
Draco was furious. What is she implying? Hermione was standing smugly before him, arms crossed, books scattered about her feet. He was filled with anger and it suddenly exploded. In a flash he had roughly pinned her to the wall with his own body, hands flat on either side of her head. Their faces were inches apart, a frightened look on hers. Smirking at her, he placed a hand under her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. "Don't mess with me, Granger-girl," he threatened. Hermione actually grinned at him. Reaching up her hand so that her arm almost curled around his, she gently slapped his face, then ducking under his arm she began picking up her books. Draco watched her for a moment, then grinned to himself. Without a glance back at her, he turned and swaggered off, the reason he'd even been in that corridor totally forgotten.
A/N: Sorry for the shortness again!
Learning to Love-Chapter 2: First Meeting-Anger
Hermione walked down a deserted corridor, hugging heavy Transfiguration books to her chest. It was late, after one o'clock, and she'd finally decided to get out of the library and head for bed. Walking quickly, eyes on the ground, she didn't notice him coming up the hallway in the opposite direction until it was too late. Running into him was like hitting a brick wall. Hermione's books went flew every which way and she herself almost followed them. Held up by a steady arm around her waist, she finally realized who she'd bumped into. "Whoa. Steady there," laughed Draco. She looked up at him and his laughter immediately stopped. Slowly pulling her to her feet, his eyes danced with...something. What was that? Hermione quickly stepped away from Draco. The way he was staring at her was a little...weird. "Well well well," he smirked. "If it isn't Miss. Granger, falling into my arms?" She blushed furiously, then suddenly became angry. Who was he to talk to her like that? "And I suppose it was just by accident you caught me?"
Draco was furious. What is she implying? Hermione was standing smugly before him, arms crossed, books scattered about her feet. He was filled with anger and it suddenly exploded. In a flash he had roughly pinned her to the wall with his own body, hands flat on either side of her head. Their faces were inches apart, a frightened look on hers. Smirking at her, he placed a hand under her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. "Don't mess with me, Granger-girl," he threatened. Hermione actually grinned at him. Reaching up her hand so that her arm almost curled around his, she gently slapped his face, then ducking under his arm she began picking up her books. Draco watched her for a moment, then grinned to himself. Without a glance back at her, he turned and swaggered off, the reason he'd even been in that corridor totally forgotten.
A/N: Sorry for the shortness again!