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Previously on Love within Hate:
Yet the whole class Professor McGonagall called on Malfoy acting as if Hermione wasn't jumping up and down waving her arms.
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"Graceful, Granger," Draco teased, smirking. Hermione rolled over and groaned, seeing Malfoy standing over her with that stupid smirk on his face. He held out his hand to help her up, "Walk much?"
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"What is it your business if I touch her, Weasel?" Malfoy growled at him, "Not like you cared a couple days ago." Then he paused as if seeing what he was fighting for, for the first time. "Ah, fuck this, I'm outie," he said after deciding that he couldn't make sense of what was happening.
~
Hermione silently made her way to her dorm room.
~
He needed to know if everything he was doing was out of lust- or something more. There was only one way that he was willing to use to find out too. 'Aequum est amor'
Only one problem. it called for something that belongs to her. How would he get that? Malfoy sighed; he knew what he had to do.
Without another thought, he set off for her dorm room.
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Love within Hate
Chapter 10
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Draco stood in front of the Head Boy/Girl common room door. He didn't know how he knew how to get there, he just did. Maybe it was just the vain part of him. Look for a mirror. But why the hell was the mirror the door? And why the hell had it just *opened* like that? All he'd done was do a couple poses and fix his hair a bit. At first he was just about to walk past it but come on. Malfoy resist looking in the mirror? Puh-lease.
So after looking over his shoulder really quick, he darted inside to get what he needed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione tried to calm herself down as she walked through the halls to her dorm room. She didn't know why she got so worked up about that. It's just. they have to learn when to leave things alone. She's her own person; they don't have to make her decisions for her.
"Draco Malfoy's a great prat," Hermione said to the mirror when she stood in front of it. Her reflection looked at her questioningly but Hermione just ignored it and stepped in when it opened.
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It was easy for him to find her room- It had her name on the door in big golden letters. Draco crossed the threshold in a few long strides and went straight to her room.
He smirked to himself as he saw clothes thrown here and there. For such a goody-goody, perfectionist you would think she'd be neater. He shrugged; at least this would make it easier. As fast as he could he grabbed the first article of clothing he saw, not even looking to see what it was and dashed to the portrait. That was easier than I thought it would be. he thought to himself. Little did he know that there was a pair of eyes following him.
And that it was about to get harder.
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Hermione stepped through the portal, running straight into something hard.
"What the fuck?" she exclaimed, then looked up to see what she'd bumped into.
Malfoy paled but seemed to keep his obnoxious drawl as he said, "Language, Granger, language."
"What are you doing in my quarters?" Hermione questioned, then her eyes darted to what he was carrying. "And why the *fuck* do you have my *bra*?!"
Malfoy blushed. He hadn't noticed what he'd taken, he'd just taken it. He groaned, this was supposed to be easy! Somehow, even after the humiliation of being caught he came up with a comment, "Just getting accustomed to the type you wear. You know, so I know which way to get it off." He smirked. I'm good.
Without warning Hermione slapped him with all the strength she could muster. Okay, so maybe he wasn't as good as he thought.
She opened her mouth as if to say something but closed it again, just to open it again and close it.
"You should make up your mind Granger, you look like a fish," Malfoy smirked, flexing his jaw. What was this girl's problem? That was the second time she'd slapped him *this year.* Hermione raised her hand again as if to slap him again. This time his Malfoy instincts got the better of him.
He grabbed her wrist hard, put his face close to hers and whispered threateningly, "I dare you. But I swear to you, I'll make you wish you weren't born if you do."
If he'd done this to any other girl he was *sure* they'd cry and beg him to let go. But this wasn't just any girl. It was Hermione Granger. And Hermione had pride. A lot like him. She just stuck out her chin and said, "25 points from Slytherin."
Hermione could feel the tears welling up in her eyes from the pressure he was putting on her wrist. It felt like it was about to shatter into millions of tiny pieces. Finally, after what felt like eternity, he threw her wrist down after one last glare and slipped off toward wherever he was going. She didn't even notice he'd taken her bra with him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I know I shouldn't just leave it there, I mean, it's so short! But I'm sorry to say that, 1) I have too much homework to be able to write 2) I'm stupid and trying to write two stories at one time and 3) I have a mild writer's block that might take a while to get rid of. I'm really sorry!!!
Thank you so much to all my reviewers! I was starting to think that maybe my story kinda sucked cuz I wasn't getting any reviews, but you proved me wrong!
Thanks to all my reviewers: Trin, Akuma Kanada no Tenchi, tears flow sofly, hollie, demonwitch666, and someone who didn't leave any name! Thank you so much all of you!! You all rock!
Previously on Love within Hate:
Yet the whole class Professor McGonagall called on Malfoy acting as if Hermione wasn't jumping up and down waving her arms.
~
"Graceful, Granger," Draco teased, smirking. Hermione rolled over and groaned, seeing Malfoy standing over her with that stupid smirk on his face. He held out his hand to help her up, "Walk much?"
~
"What is it your business if I touch her, Weasel?" Malfoy growled at him, "Not like you cared a couple days ago." Then he paused as if seeing what he was fighting for, for the first time. "Ah, fuck this, I'm outie," he said after deciding that he couldn't make sense of what was happening.
~
Hermione silently made her way to her dorm room.
~
He needed to know if everything he was doing was out of lust- or something more. There was only one way that he was willing to use to find out too. 'Aequum est amor'
Only one problem. it called for something that belongs to her. How would he get that? Malfoy sighed; he knew what he had to do.
Without another thought, he set off for her dorm room.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Love within Hate
Chapter 10
~*~
Draco stood in front of the Head Boy/Girl common room door. He didn't know how he knew how to get there, he just did. Maybe it was just the vain part of him. Look for a mirror. But why the hell was the mirror the door? And why the hell had it just *opened* like that? All he'd done was do a couple poses and fix his hair a bit. At first he was just about to walk past it but come on. Malfoy resist looking in the mirror? Puh-lease.
So after looking over his shoulder really quick, he darted inside to get what he needed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione tried to calm herself down as she walked through the halls to her dorm room. She didn't know why she got so worked up about that. It's just. they have to learn when to leave things alone. She's her own person; they don't have to make her decisions for her.
"Draco Malfoy's a great prat," Hermione said to the mirror when she stood in front of it. Her reflection looked at her questioningly but Hermione just ignored it and stepped in when it opened.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was easy for him to find her room- It had her name on the door in big golden letters. Draco crossed the threshold in a few long strides and went straight to her room.
He smirked to himself as he saw clothes thrown here and there. For such a goody-goody, perfectionist you would think she'd be neater. He shrugged; at least this would make it easier. As fast as he could he grabbed the first article of clothing he saw, not even looking to see what it was and dashed to the portrait. That was easier than I thought it would be. he thought to himself. Little did he know that there was a pair of eyes following him.
And that it was about to get harder.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione stepped through the portal, running straight into something hard.
"What the fuck?" she exclaimed, then looked up to see what she'd bumped into.
Malfoy paled but seemed to keep his obnoxious drawl as he said, "Language, Granger, language."
"What are you doing in my quarters?" Hermione questioned, then her eyes darted to what he was carrying. "And why the *fuck* do you have my *bra*?!"
Malfoy blushed. He hadn't noticed what he'd taken, he'd just taken it. He groaned, this was supposed to be easy! Somehow, even after the humiliation of being caught he came up with a comment, "Just getting accustomed to the type you wear. You know, so I know which way to get it off." He smirked. I'm good.
Without warning Hermione slapped him with all the strength she could muster. Okay, so maybe he wasn't as good as he thought.
She opened her mouth as if to say something but closed it again, just to open it again and close it.
"You should make up your mind Granger, you look like a fish," Malfoy smirked, flexing his jaw. What was this girl's problem? That was the second time she'd slapped him *this year.* Hermione raised her hand again as if to slap him again. This time his Malfoy instincts got the better of him.
He grabbed her wrist hard, put his face close to hers and whispered threateningly, "I dare you. But I swear to you, I'll make you wish you weren't born if you do."
If he'd done this to any other girl he was *sure* they'd cry and beg him to let go. But this wasn't just any girl. It was Hermione Granger. And Hermione had pride. A lot like him. She just stuck out her chin and said, "25 points from Slytherin."
Hermione could feel the tears welling up in her eyes from the pressure he was putting on her wrist. It felt like it was about to shatter into millions of tiny pieces. Finally, after what felt like eternity, he threw her wrist down after one last glare and slipped off toward wherever he was going. She didn't even notice he'd taken her bra with him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I know I shouldn't just leave it there, I mean, it's so short! But I'm sorry to say that, 1) I have too much homework to be able to write 2) I'm stupid and trying to write two stories at one time and 3) I have a mild writer's block that might take a while to get rid of. I'm really sorry!!!
Thank you so much to all my reviewers! I was starting to think that maybe my story kinda sucked cuz I wasn't getting any reviews, but you proved me wrong!
Thanks to all my reviewers: Trin, Akuma Kanada no Tenchi, tears flow sofly, hollie, demonwitch666, and someone who didn't leave any name! Thank you so much all of you!! You all rock!