A/n alright, go me~ another chapter! Thank you to my one other reviewer-
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Hermione glanced at Draco after rescuing Neville's scarf. Her face felt warm and her heart was racing. Draco just smiled a little and looked down at his plant, and Hermione was a bit surprised. When he hasn't glaring or sneering or smirking, he was quite handsome. He had fine white-blonde hair, (a/n not like boy you so fine! Fine, but fine textured, lol) and when he looked at her, his icy blue eyes, well, didn't seem so icy.
She mentally slapped herself at her thinking. This was Malfoy, for goodness sakes! The only good thing about him was his good looks, and Hermione had learned that good looks meant nothing if you didn't have a brain. (Lockheart anyone?)
'But what about at the library?' another part of her said. 'He was just up to something' replied her reasonable half. A male voice brought her back to reality.
"Helooo, Hermione?"
"Oh, sorry Ron, I was thinking about something else."
She looked at Ron carefully. Red hair, freckles, toothy grin, dry wit. nothing about Ron had changed.
"Ok. anyways, class is almost over, pack it up." He said, gesturing at her book, quills and parchment strewn over the counter.
"Sure. right." She mumbled, trying to organize the mess.
"Here, let me help." Hermione glanced up and smiled at Harry. "We have free period now, right? Wanna walk to Hagrid's with me?" he continued.
"um. ok, yeah. That would be nice," she said, her stomach tumbling about. She stared into his bright, inteligent eyes, and had another sudden urge to kiss him. She leaned in, their eyes still locked together. They were close, almost toughing. and then someone coughed.
"A little close there, weren't you?" Harry grimaced, and Hermione's eyes widened in surprise at who was there.
"You seem to live in the shadows Malfoy, why don't you step into the light?
"Malfoy, just go away." Hermione said half heartedly, her eyes pleading silently with him.
He seemed hesistant, then snarled, "It isn't your greenhouse, is it Mudblood? You and him seem to be making out in a lot of public places. A little flamboyant for two people who aren't going out, or are you?" Harry stalked towards Malfoy, rolling up his sleeves, preparing for a fight. Malfoy stood his ground. He brought his fist back to punch that arrogant slime. and found that Hermione had grasped his arm. Hard.
"He isn't worth it Harry." She said through gritted teeth. Harry yanked his arm loose, and stormed out of the greenhouse, Hermione in his wake. She looked at Draco over her shoulder, and their eyes caught for a second. She seemed to be searching for something, anything, her gaze lighting on his face, hands, and lingered for a moment on his lips, but then she turned and quickened her pace to catch up to Harry, leaving Draco standing there.
How he wished to run after her, to catch her in his arms, and lock their lips in a fiery kiss. But he couldn't, she was untouchable, she was Gryffindor, and he was a Slytherin, and even if they were, his father would no doubt disapprove. He disapproved of all emotions, all caring, all kindness. He believed that emotion was weakness, that all effort should be put into helping the dark lord regain his power, to help him retake his seat of power. But Draco hadn't decided if that was what he wanted to do with his life. in fact, he had no idea what he would do with his life, or what his father would do if he turned from the path of darkness. He knew one thing however, all of the emotions he was feeling scared him. he had never been so scared in his life.
'Why me?!?' she thought dejectedly. 'I don't need any of this. I already have to put up with my classes, grade and friends. I do not need to be meddling in love!' But then she remembered how she caught him looking at her, how he had now stopped her from kissing Harry twice, and how every time she gazed in his eyes, her breath caught, her heart sped, and he stomach did flip-flops. 'Could I be falling for Malfoy?'
A/n ok so how was that? I hope this will gather more readers, ill try to write more chapters, longer chapters, more exciting chapters, but you have to remember, I don't want to rush the plot, that would be bad!! Review, I beg of thee!! Sorry if some of this chapter sort of followed a certain play, 15 points if you tell me which!! ~*Lauren*~
Hermione glanced at Draco after rescuing Neville's scarf. Her face felt warm and her heart was racing. Draco just smiled a little and looked down at his plant, and Hermione was a bit surprised. When he hasn't glaring or sneering or smirking, he was quite handsome. He had fine white-blonde hair, (a/n not like boy you so fine! Fine, but fine textured, lol) and when he looked at her, his icy blue eyes, well, didn't seem so icy.
She mentally slapped herself at her thinking. This was Malfoy, for goodness sakes! The only good thing about him was his good looks, and Hermione had learned that good looks meant nothing if you didn't have a brain. (Lockheart anyone?)
'But what about at the library?' another part of her said. 'He was just up to something' replied her reasonable half. A male voice brought her back to reality.
"Helooo, Hermione?"
"Oh, sorry Ron, I was thinking about something else."
She looked at Ron carefully. Red hair, freckles, toothy grin, dry wit. nothing about Ron had changed.
"Ok. anyways, class is almost over, pack it up." He said, gesturing at her book, quills and parchment strewn over the counter.
"Sure. right." She mumbled, trying to organize the mess.
"Here, let me help." Hermione glanced up and smiled at Harry. "We have free period now, right? Wanna walk to Hagrid's with me?" he continued.
"um. ok, yeah. That would be nice," she said, her stomach tumbling about. She stared into his bright, inteligent eyes, and had another sudden urge to kiss him. She leaned in, their eyes still locked together. They were close, almost toughing. and then someone coughed.
"A little close there, weren't you?" Harry grimaced, and Hermione's eyes widened in surprise at who was there.
"You seem to live in the shadows Malfoy, why don't you step into the light?
"Malfoy, just go away." Hermione said half heartedly, her eyes pleading silently with him.
He seemed hesistant, then snarled, "It isn't your greenhouse, is it Mudblood? You and him seem to be making out in a lot of public places. A little flamboyant for two people who aren't going out, or are you?" Harry stalked towards Malfoy, rolling up his sleeves, preparing for a fight. Malfoy stood his ground. He brought his fist back to punch that arrogant slime. and found that Hermione had grasped his arm. Hard.
"He isn't worth it Harry." She said through gritted teeth. Harry yanked his arm loose, and stormed out of the greenhouse, Hermione in his wake. She looked at Draco over her shoulder, and their eyes caught for a second. She seemed to be searching for something, anything, her gaze lighting on his face, hands, and lingered for a moment on his lips, but then she turned and quickened her pace to catch up to Harry, leaving Draco standing there.
How he wished to run after her, to catch her in his arms, and lock their lips in a fiery kiss. But he couldn't, she was untouchable, she was Gryffindor, and he was a Slytherin, and even if they were, his father would no doubt disapprove. He disapproved of all emotions, all caring, all kindness. He believed that emotion was weakness, that all effort should be put into helping the dark lord regain his power, to help him retake his seat of power. But Draco hadn't decided if that was what he wanted to do with his life. in fact, he had no idea what he would do with his life, or what his father would do if he turned from the path of darkness. He knew one thing however, all of the emotions he was feeling scared him. he had never been so scared in his life.
'Why me?!?' she thought dejectedly. 'I don't need any of this. I already have to put up with my classes, grade and friends. I do not need to be meddling in love!' But then she remembered how she caught him looking at her, how he had now stopped her from kissing Harry twice, and how every time she gazed in his eyes, her breath caught, her heart sped, and he stomach did flip-flops. 'Could I be falling for Malfoy?'
A/n ok so how was that? I hope this will gather more readers, ill try to write more chapters, longer chapters, more exciting chapters, but you have to remember, I don't want to rush the plot, that would be bad!! Review, I beg of thee!! Sorry if some of this chapter sort of followed a certain play, 15 points if you tell me which!! ~*Lauren*~