A/N: I know my chapters are like, super short. But that's ok, right? Right.
Anyways.. yeah, I've decided that at the end of this I'm gonna have a
little "soundtrack". Basically its just me giving you songs I like so you
can d/l them. Its stuff I listened to while I was writing it. I've seen a
lot of people doing this at the end of their stories, so I figured "Heh.
Why not?" so if you're pissed off that I'm "copying your idea"... Well, I'm
sorry. But hey, I didn't claim it as my idea, right? Eggggggsactly! So ha!
Chapter 6
"Hey, Granger!" It was him. It took all she could muster to look his way. She turned back to the lake and remembered that he had no true feelings for her. They were only dreams she had. A tear threatened to fall down her cheek but she kept it back. "What's wrong, Mudblood? Usually you don't shut up." How could she have been so foolish? They were just dreams, honestly! To actually think that maybe he cared for her just the tiniest bit was absurd, quite laughable, really. "I -- I'm sorry," she heard him say. Surprised, she looked up at him, her body practically melting from standing so close to him. And it was real this time, not another dream. He looked deep in thought, as if seriously considering her for a moment. Without warning, he reached out for her and held her in her arms. Draco Malfoy was hugging her. More than a hug, he was holding her. Like in all of her dreams. His warm breath tickled the base of her neck and he began to go through her hair. Emotions running high, she had no idea how to feel. She was content being with him at the moment, ecstatic that this was actually happening, calm being held in his strong arms, nervous that he would walk away and never think twice about it, scared for herself and the amount of trouble she would be in if anyone found out, bewildered about why he would ever think of her romantically, and depressed that she had just betrayed her friends - all at the same time.
Nevertheless, he kept her in his embrace. Fire raced through her blood. Without thinking, she looked up at him and kissed him. Chills ran down to her toes and she kissed him again. This time, he opened his mouth and allowed her tongue to begin its search for his. The kiss deepened and he began to feel his way up and down her soft, fragile body. His hands explored her while she began to trace her fingers along the small of his back. He backed away from the kiss, coming up for air, and looked at her. His eyes seemed to be penetrating through her, gaining knowledge of every deep secret she owned, every thought in the back of her mind, and every memory she had. He ran his tongue along the back of her ear and whispered, "Well, Mudblood, I suppose we all know what you're useful for now." He gently pushed her away and turned back towards the castle.
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Out of breath, Draco pulled away from her enticing kiss. He looked into her soft brown eyes, thinking. He couldn't be doing this. What did he get himself into this time? He used his tongue to play lightly with the back of her ear. As much as he didn't want to, he had to. "Well, Mudblood, I suppose we all know what you're useful for now." He couldn't believe that he had just said that. He backed her off of him and turned around, scared to look at her reaction. He felt so incredibly guilty. But it had to be done. He sulked his way through the castle and entered the Slytherin common room ("Squid legs."). "Hey, where've you been?" Crabbe questioned. Draco was definitely not in the mood to be interrogated right now, but he answered anyway. "Library. Grounds." Goyle chimed in this time, "Pansy came in here pretty upset after breakfast. Talk to her. She's in her dorm." Draco, although annoyed, decided to go talk to the dumb girl anyway. He knocked on the door of the girls' dorm. "Yes?" a voice asked.
"Pansy, it's Draco. Wanna talk?"
"Mayyybbee." she said through fits of giggles. Draco rolled his eyes and opened the door. There she was, sprawled out on her bed, with the most ridiculous look on her face. It took all of him not to burst with laughter. She mindlessly twirled her hair and winked.
"Wanna go to the dance with me, Draky?" she squeaked.
"Um, ok. Sure." At this, Pansy squealed with delight. Draco could've sworn that she had probably just soiled herself after his positive reassurance.
Chapter 6
"Hey, Granger!" It was him. It took all she could muster to look his way. She turned back to the lake and remembered that he had no true feelings for her. They were only dreams she had. A tear threatened to fall down her cheek but she kept it back. "What's wrong, Mudblood? Usually you don't shut up." How could she have been so foolish? They were just dreams, honestly! To actually think that maybe he cared for her just the tiniest bit was absurd, quite laughable, really. "I -- I'm sorry," she heard him say. Surprised, she looked up at him, her body practically melting from standing so close to him. And it was real this time, not another dream. He looked deep in thought, as if seriously considering her for a moment. Without warning, he reached out for her and held her in her arms. Draco Malfoy was hugging her. More than a hug, he was holding her. Like in all of her dreams. His warm breath tickled the base of her neck and he began to go through her hair. Emotions running high, she had no idea how to feel. She was content being with him at the moment, ecstatic that this was actually happening, calm being held in his strong arms, nervous that he would walk away and never think twice about it, scared for herself and the amount of trouble she would be in if anyone found out, bewildered about why he would ever think of her romantically, and depressed that she had just betrayed her friends - all at the same time.
Nevertheless, he kept her in his embrace. Fire raced through her blood. Without thinking, she looked up at him and kissed him. Chills ran down to her toes and she kissed him again. This time, he opened his mouth and allowed her tongue to begin its search for his. The kiss deepened and he began to feel his way up and down her soft, fragile body. His hands explored her while she began to trace her fingers along the small of his back. He backed away from the kiss, coming up for air, and looked at her. His eyes seemed to be penetrating through her, gaining knowledge of every deep secret she owned, every thought in the back of her mind, and every memory she had. He ran his tongue along the back of her ear and whispered, "Well, Mudblood, I suppose we all know what you're useful for now." He gently pushed her away and turned back towards the castle.
- - - - - - - -
Out of breath, Draco pulled away from her enticing kiss. He looked into her soft brown eyes, thinking. He couldn't be doing this. What did he get himself into this time? He used his tongue to play lightly with the back of her ear. As much as he didn't want to, he had to. "Well, Mudblood, I suppose we all know what you're useful for now." He couldn't believe that he had just said that. He backed her off of him and turned around, scared to look at her reaction. He felt so incredibly guilty. But it had to be done. He sulked his way through the castle and entered the Slytherin common room ("Squid legs."). "Hey, where've you been?" Crabbe questioned. Draco was definitely not in the mood to be interrogated right now, but he answered anyway. "Library. Grounds." Goyle chimed in this time, "Pansy came in here pretty upset after breakfast. Talk to her. She's in her dorm." Draco, although annoyed, decided to go talk to the dumb girl anyway. He knocked on the door of the girls' dorm. "Yes?" a voice asked.
"Pansy, it's Draco. Wanna talk?"
"Mayyybbee." she said through fits of giggles. Draco rolled his eyes and opened the door. There she was, sprawled out on her bed, with the most ridiculous look on her face. It took all of him not to burst with laughter. She mindlessly twirled her hair and winked.
"Wanna go to the dance with me, Draky?" she squeaked.
"Um, ok. Sure." At this, Pansy squealed with delight. Draco could've sworn that she had probably just soiled herself after his positive reassurance.