Dana! I am really sorry I took so long in writing, but I was very busy and
I could hardly write at all! Hope you like this!
Chapter 8
Sydney walked out of the castle and to the grounds, deep in thought. She couldn't believe what Hermione was accusing her of being! How low could she get?
She walked so fast she almost bumped into Malfoy, who was walking in the same direction as her, almost as engrossed in his thoughts as she was.
"Lander! I mean...Sydney..." he said opening his eyes wide at the sight of her.
"Oh, hi Draco...." she said absent-mindedly, completely ignoring him and walking away.
He wondered what she was thinking, and quickly followed her.
"Sydney...you don't look too well...are you sure you shouldn't go back to the Hospital Wing or something?" he asked trying to keep up to her.
"No, I don't need to go to the Hospital Wing...I am just pissed!" she said walking even faster.
Suddenly she stopped on her tracks and turned to him.
"Damn that Granger! She was accusing me of being this weird thing...Vacilums or something! She is just jealous of me being more superior! And of Harry liking me more than he likes her!" she shouted angrily, her fine features turning hard.
Draco looked at her amazed. He never thought someone as beautiful and perfect as her could ever be angry...at anything. Or even more, he couldn't understand why would anyone accuse her of being anything else but great... Then again, it was Granger who they were talking about.
"I don't know why you listen to that Granger person. She is just jealous, she is quite plain and stupid if you ask me...and if she is trying to compare herself to you...well...that is fighting a losing battle..." he said, his eyes shining with adoration.
She looked at him, straight into his eyes. He felt as if he was flying...all he wanted to do was be near her, touch her...become one with her. He didn't know why, but he had a really big urge to possess her...something grand would happen if they did...but what?
"Thank you for saying that, Draco. It means a lot to me..." she said sweetly, in an enchanting tone.
"No...no problem" he muttered under his breath.
Without even thinking about it, he got closer and closer to her, until their lips met. He closed his eyes, enjoying the moment. She closed her eyes as well, allowing the sweet sensation of Draco's soft lips pressing against hers take over her mind...and her soul.
For a moment, they remained like that, kissing softly, almost shyly. Suddenly, Draco pulled back, his face full of confusion. She looked at him, confused as well.
"Draco...what?"
"What was I thinking? Why did I kiss you? Who are you?" he asked looking scared.
She blushed bright red and looked around, hoping no one had seen. Then she turned her attention towards Draco.
"Who am I? You kiss me and you wonder who am I?" she asked, not able to believe what he was saying.
But he looked dead serious. He was actually shaking.
"Are you a mudblood? My father would kill me if he knew I kissed a mudblood!" he said looking around, just as she had a second earlier.
"No...I am not a mudblood, I am...."
"No! Forget it! I don't want to hear it! Just, get lost! Get lost!" he said angrily, running away from her.
She looked after him, very upset. She remained silent, sorting out her thoughts.
Why the heck did she suddenly have the crazy desire to be one with Draco Malfoy?!
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Hermione and Ron walked around the school grounds, feeling very confused and upset.
"Why can't Harry see there is something wrong with her? I mean, I actually felt my head emptying...that just can't be normal..." said Ron shaking his head, trying to remember details before Sydney had looked into his eyes. Nothing came to his mind.
"I don't know...and I am scared...what are her powers? What can she do?" she took out her wand to move a large rock out of their path. She said the words pefectly but to her surprise, the large rock did a little somersault but pretty much remained in the same place.
"What the..." said Ron, his eyes opened wide. Hermione could do almost every spell she set her mind to. She even knew spells only 7 years could know, how could it be possible that she couldn't move a simple rock?
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Harry layed down on his bed, his head spinning. Why would Hermione accuse Sydney of being...something. What was that she accused her of being? He couldn't remember...
Chapter 8
Sydney walked out of the castle and to the grounds, deep in thought. She couldn't believe what Hermione was accusing her of being! How low could she get?
She walked so fast she almost bumped into Malfoy, who was walking in the same direction as her, almost as engrossed in his thoughts as she was.
"Lander! I mean...Sydney..." he said opening his eyes wide at the sight of her.
"Oh, hi Draco...." she said absent-mindedly, completely ignoring him and walking away.
He wondered what she was thinking, and quickly followed her.
"Sydney...you don't look too well...are you sure you shouldn't go back to the Hospital Wing or something?" he asked trying to keep up to her.
"No, I don't need to go to the Hospital Wing...I am just pissed!" she said walking even faster.
Suddenly she stopped on her tracks and turned to him.
"Damn that Granger! She was accusing me of being this weird thing...Vacilums or something! She is just jealous of me being more superior! And of Harry liking me more than he likes her!" she shouted angrily, her fine features turning hard.
Draco looked at her amazed. He never thought someone as beautiful and perfect as her could ever be angry...at anything. Or even more, he couldn't understand why would anyone accuse her of being anything else but great... Then again, it was Granger who they were talking about.
"I don't know why you listen to that Granger person. She is just jealous, she is quite plain and stupid if you ask me...and if she is trying to compare herself to you...well...that is fighting a losing battle..." he said, his eyes shining with adoration.
She looked at him, straight into his eyes. He felt as if he was flying...all he wanted to do was be near her, touch her...become one with her. He didn't know why, but he had a really big urge to possess her...something grand would happen if they did...but what?
"Thank you for saying that, Draco. It means a lot to me..." she said sweetly, in an enchanting tone.
"No...no problem" he muttered under his breath.
Without even thinking about it, he got closer and closer to her, until their lips met. He closed his eyes, enjoying the moment. She closed her eyes as well, allowing the sweet sensation of Draco's soft lips pressing against hers take over her mind...and her soul.
For a moment, they remained like that, kissing softly, almost shyly. Suddenly, Draco pulled back, his face full of confusion. She looked at him, confused as well.
"Draco...what?"
"What was I thinking? Why did I kiss you? Who are you?" he asked looking scared.
She blushed bright red and looked around, hoping no one had seen. Then she turned her attention towards Draco.
"Who am I? You kiss me and you wonder who am I?" she asked, not able to believe what he was saying.
But he looked dead serious. He was actually shaking.
"Are you a mudblood? My father would kill me if he knew I kissed a mudblood!" he said looking around, just as she had a second earlier.
"No...I am not a mudblood, I am...."
"No! Forget it! I don't want to hear it! Just, get lost! Get lost!" he said angrily, running away from her.
She looked after him, very upset. She remained silent, sorting out her thoughts.
Why the heck did she suddenly have the crazy desire to be one with Draco Malfoy?!
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Hermione and Ron walked around the school grounds, feeling very confused and upset.
"Why can't Harry see there is something wrong with her? I mean, I actually felt my head emptying...that just can't be normal..." said Ron shaking his head, trying to remember details before Sydney had looked into his eyes. Nothing came to his mind.
"I don't know...and I am scared...what are her powers? What can she do?" she took out her wand to move a large rock out of their path. She said the words pefectly but to her surprise, the large rock did a little somersault but pretty much remained in the same place.
"What the..." said Ron, his eyes opened wide. Hermione could do almost every spell she set her mind to. She even knew spells only 7 years could know, how could it be possible that she couldn't move a simple rock?
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Harry layed down on his bed, his head spinning. Why would Hermione accuse Sydney of being...something. What was that she accused her of being? He couldn't remember...