Virgin Sexy
A.N: ms-dynamite is now two people! Yup, there's me (Missy) and my sister (dynamite) who is the original ms-d. We kinda decided to carry on with this story so we decided to work together, mostly cuz she knows diddly-squat about H.P
Dynamite - and I'd like to keep it that way thank you
Missy - oh shut up. Anyway, in this Draco is returned to his normal self, if you can call it normal, we've also bumped the rating up to R, mostly for language, but also because we wouldn't want our baby sister to read this who's 14, so we bumped it up.
Dynamite - and, Vicky, if you are reading this *glares* haven't you got homework?
Disclaimer: we own nothing here, absolutely nothing. We are just a couple of girls with nothing better to do with their time.
Dynamite - though we do own a rather fetching poster of Legolas LOTR …
Missy - down girl
Dynamite - I didn't see you complaining when I put it up
Missy - why would I? He is supremely easy on the eyes
Dynamite - you got that right ….. *drifts off into a fan-girl dream world*
Virgin Sexy
Chapter Two : The Morning After
Draco Malfoy slowly and cautiously opened his eyes, he was immediately greeted by harsh morning sunlight, the grey pools were shut again, and fast.
Cursing, he rolled over and nervously opened them again, whilst slowly sitting up.
"Oh bloody hell." He groaned, lying back down. He had one heck of a massive hang-over.
Massaging his temples he tried to figure out how he'd managed to get drunk at a school dance. 'Of course.' He thought, 'Some bright spark decided to spike the drink.'
Tentatively he sat up again, muttering about how he would personally reduce the culprits chances of ever having children, because a drunk Draco was not a pretty sight. He did not have the usual symptoms, such as a severe speech impediment (slurred words) and a spectacular interference with the balance ratio (falling over). It was worse, he became … nice.
Draco visibly shuddered at that thought, holding his throbbing head in his hands, the young Malfoy did his best to piece together what had happened the previous night whilst fighting the urge to throw up. He really prayed he hadn't done anything, or anyone ... stu....pid ...
The realisation hit him like a ton of bricks ::thud::
Granger
"Fuck!" he cried, "Anything but that!"
Sure he liked her, in the 'what better way to get back at Potty and the Weasel than doing over their best friend' sense of the word. But the fact that he had gotten squiffy ((an: u gotta luv that word!)) had made him actually feel something other than revenge.
It may have been the hang over talking, but Malfoy had a horrible feeling that he liked her liked her.
And Draco Malfoy was not pleased.
Heaving himself out of bed, only just managing to remain upright once he was out, he somehow managed to get dressed.
After three unsuccessful attempts.
Sitting on the end of his bed with his head in his hands he suddenly realised that there was a lot of stairs between here and the great hall, today could not possibly get any worse.
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Hermione Granger on the other hand woke up in a wonderful mood. It took all her strength not to leap out of bed and dance around the dorm singing all the songs from the musical 'Joseph and his Technicolour Dreamcoat' at the top of her lungs.
So instead, she got out of bed normally and tip-toed round the dorm, whistling the tune to
'Amazing Coloured Coat'. She got more than a few worried looks from Lavender alone.
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"Go go go Joseph you know what they say. Come on now Joseph you'll make it some day. Shalala.."
"Um, Hermione?" came the rather scared voice of Harry Potter.
Hermione stopped mid 'la', "Yes."
"Are you feeling alright?"
"Never better. Why?"
"Well it's just because you've been prancing about the common room singing about some bloke called Joseph for the past fifteen minutes." He then paused, adding with a whisper, "I think you're scaring the first years."
"Oh."
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Well that's about it for this chappie. It took us literally ages and tons of re-writes before we got this down. Hehe, we're definitely carrying on with it though, we have got a lot of, fun, planned. *laughs maniacally*
BUT! We are not carrying on unless people ask us nicely, sooo… REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!