Hey: Decided I wanted to keep writing!! Oh, and Dracos Lover: like I said,
DRACO DOESN'T DO FLUFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I keep to my word....
Disclaimer: I write this every other chapter. Oh, yeah, I am JK Rowling. Instead of keeping Harry to Ginny and Ron to Hermione, I'm sitting in front of a site that gives me NO money writing the impossible Draco/Hermione connection! Yeah, right. No...I don't own these people. ::Let's out a sob:: Why do you have to rub it in my face???
~~~ Oh, yeah, OPEN TO SUGGESTIONS ~~~
Chapter 3: Wait a second!
Hermione went through the whole week of lessons without pausing to realize she and Harry hadn't gotten any time alone or together. Harry, on the other hand, definitely noticed. He had lost twenty points from Gryffindor, since he had been staring over Hermione.
It was Saturday now. Hermione decided to go read. She received a three new novels by owl. It was a younger novel than she would've read, but why not?
"Lavender? Parvati? I'm gonna go read out in front of the lake!" She hollered to the girls on the stairs leading out of the dormitories.
"You do that." Both yawned and continued whispering.
Hermione picked up the three books and left. She realized Ron & Harry would be in Quidditch practice, so she ran towards the lake.
Hermione sat down and took out Gingerbread. She began to read and read. The sun was over her head exactly at 11 o'clock. She had finished Gingerbread and continued on to read another book called Sloppy Firsts. She let a tear slide down her face when she read a sad part and laughed when Krispy Kreme made her pee in a Danon cup.
It was one now. She began to finish off her reading frenzy with Witch Child. She cried big time with this one. *How could they have been so...crude and evil???* (a/n: I luved these bookz so I decided to use them. Oh, and I just read a cry-your-heart-out fanfic on Sugar Quill, so if this sounds/tends to get sad u know the reason!)
Hermione put the books back in a stack and realized Harry coming towards her. She got up and walked to meet him.
"Hermy-poo!!" Harry embraced her in a hug.
"Yes, Harry?" She smiled.
"Are you gonna be mine always and more?" He pulled a strand of her hair and put it back behind her ear.
Hermione thought for more than a few seconds. *Uh-oh! He's gonna notice that I haven't replied.* Hermione racked her brain for a way to save this almost hopeless situation. So, Hermione leaned up and kissed Harry. She felt like she was being drowned and couldn't stand it. *Wait a second, his my boyfriend, I should enjoy this!* But, the truth is she felt he was being sloppy and practically pushing her to the ground with his force.
Finally, after what she thought must be at least an hour, the broke apart.
"That answer your question?" She said and with that took her books and left.
*What is happening to me? Why am I so...weird?* Hermione tried to figure this out on her way into Hogwarts. All of a sudden, by total surprise, she felt tears stream down her face.
"I can't take it!!" Her voice contorted to sound reckless and crazy. "NO! Whywhathowcanhecanme....Disgusting.... Drowningtodeath!!!!!!" She screamed and her pace quickened to a run.
She briskly turned a corner and ran smack dab into a chest. (A/N: must I remind you about my suspense problems?) Hermione, tearfully, hit the cold stone ground. It was then she looked up.
Draco Malfoy. Draco stared back at her red, puffy eyes and her tearstained cheeks. "Wha-
Hermione picked herself up and flung herself past him, down the hall, and to the next hall with her room. "ALMOST LOVE!!!"
She screamed and thought, *Almost love, but not there yet!* She ran in and looked at the bathroom. Just like the prefects' bathroom, this one had a marble tub. It was green with blood-red taps. She turned all of the taps on at once. They covered her sobs completely....They even covered the sound of the door opening...
~~~~~ Cliffie??? I don't know. But I tried! R&R!!!!!! Oh, and you don't know how it KILLED met me to write about Harry!! YUCKY!!
Disclaimer: I write this every other chapter. Oh, yeah, I am JK Rowling. Instead of keeping Harry to Ginny and Ron to Hermione, I'm sitting in front of a site that gives me NO money writing the impossible Draco/Hermione connection! Yeah, right. No...I don't own these people. ::Let's out a sob:: Why do you have to rub it in my face???
~~~ Oh, yeah, OPEN TO SUGGESTIONS ~~~
Chapter 3: Wait a second!
Hermione went through the whole week of lessons without pausing to realize she and Harry hadn't gotten any time alone or together. Harry, on the other hand, definitely noticed. He had lost twenty points from Gryffindor, since he had been staring over Hermione.
It was Saturday now. Hermione decided to go read. She received a three new novels by owl. It was a younger novel than she would've read, but why not?
"Lavender? Parvati? I'm gonna go read out in front of the lake!" She hollered to the girls on the stairs leading out of the dormitories.
"You do that." Both yawned and continued whispering.
Hermione picked up the three books and left. She realized Ron & Harry would be in Quidditch practice, so she ran towards the lake.
Hermione sat down and took out Gingerbread. She began to read and read. The sun was over her head exactly at 11 o'clock. She had finished Gingerbread and continued on to read another book called Sloppy Firsts. She let a tear slide down her face when she read a sad part and laughed when Krispy Kreme made her pee in a Danon cup.
It was one now. She began to finish off her reading frenzy with Witch Child. She cried big time with this one. *How could they have been so...crude and evil???* (a/n: I luved these bookz so I decided to use them. Oh, and I just read a cry-your-heart-out fanfic on Sugar Quill, so if this sounds/tends to get sad u know the reason!)
Hermione put the books back in a stack and realized Harry coming towards her. She got up and walked to meet him.
"Hermy-poo!!" Harry embraced her in a hug.
"Yes, Harry?" She smiled.
"Are you gonna be mine always and more?" He pulled a strand of her hair and put it back behind her ear.
Hermione thought for more than a few seconds. *Uh-oh! He's gonna notice that I haven't replied.* Hermione racked her brain for a way to save this almost hopeless situation. So, Hermione leaned up and kissed Harry. She felt like she was being drowned and couldn't stand it. *Wait a second, his my boyfriend, I should enjoy this!* But, the truth is she felt he was being sloppy and practically pushing her to the ground with his force.
Finally, after what she thought must be at least an hour, the broke apart.
"That answer your question?" She said and with that took her books and left.
*What is happening to me? Why am I so...weird?* Hermione tried to figure this out on her way into Hogwarts. All of a sudden, by total surprise, she felt tears stream down her face.
"I can't take it!!" Her voice contorted to sound reckless and crazy. "NO! Whywhathowcanhecanme....Disgusting.... Drowningtodeath!!!!!!" She screamed and her pace quickened to a run.
She briskly turned a corner and ran smack dab into a chest. (A/N: must I remind you about my suspense problems?) Hermione, tearfully, hit the cold stone ground. It was then she looked up.
Draco Malfoy. Draco stared back at her red, puffy eyes and her tearstained cheeks. "Wha-
Hermione picked herself up and flung herself past him, down the hall, and to the next hall with her room. "ALMOST LOVE!!!"
She screamed and thought, *Almost love, but not there yet!* She ran in and looked at the bathroom. Just like the prefects' bathroom, this one had a marble tub. It was green with blood-red taps. She turned all of the taps on at once. They covered her sobs completely....They even covered the sound of the door opening...
~~~~~ Cliffie??? I don't know. But I tried! R&R!!!!!! Oh, and you don't know how it KILLED met me to write about Harry!! YUCKY!!