To The Contrary!

By Emma

Chapter Six: Hot And Bothered

Disclaimer: Not mine. Except for Ronnie, Sahib and the makeover. :)



A/N: Sorry to have kept you all waiting, school just started up again for me and it's been hectic as hell. But I have the next few chapters handwritten so whenever I can use the computer I'll type them out and give them to you, wrapped nicely with a bow. Well, maybe not a bow. But you get the picture. Hope you like. Flames will be used to light Hagrid's hut.



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"So," Hermione sipped a bit of pumpkin juice, "What's your favourite colour?"

Draco Malfoy looked at her incredulously, "What does it matter?"

Hermione shot him a half-annoyed look, "Because I want to know. What is it?"

"I don't like colours."

Hermione laughed dryly, "Oh, right. Here we go with the attitude again."

He looked at her a moment, and leaned back in a chair. It was eleven o clock and they were hanging out in the empty Charms classroom. He stared up at the ceiling.

"I like the colour of the sky right before the moon rises."

Hermione choked on her drink to look at him.

"Well," she said finally, "Mine's blue."



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"Do you have an eight of spades?" Hermione asked two weeks later.

Draco looked up from his cards with an eyebrow raised, "Is it black or red?"



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"Are you a virgin?" he asked her one night. They were in that empty dungeon from their first date, and he'd enchanted it to have a furry throw-rug and a roaring fire.

Hermione had been laying on the floor beside him, watching the flames lick the wood as he asked her this.

She looked up at him after a moment. "Yes." she said honestly, "Are you?"

He looked at his hands for a second and then met her eyes, "No."

"Oh." she looked back at the fire.

"You knew...didn't you?" he asked timidly, thoroughly wishing that Hermione knew of his reputation. For both of their sakes.

"Yeah," she said after a minute, not looking at him, "I knew."



He decided that staring her down would do no good, and began to stare at the fire too.

They were sitting a good foot apart until he moved closer to her. He turned on his back and gave her puppy dog eyes.

"Are you all hot and bothered by my big bad reputation?"

She looked at him and couldn't help but smile, "No, I'm not all hot and bothered by it. I need some time to think it over, but in the meantime I guess I'll have to just put up with ignoring that you're- you were- the biggest manwhore at Hogwarts."

He smirked at her, and brought his lips to hers. They hadn't lost their electricity over the past few weeks- in fact, he felt more hot and bothered by her every time their eyes met. Nobody knew about them of course, that would make everything much more painful- and much more dull. He knew she thrived on the secrecy and danger of their fling. She was being a badgirl and completely basking in the joy of it. He didn't mind either. It kept most people guessing who this mysterious new girl he was seeing was. And he loved making people guess.



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A/N: Yeah, I know it's supershort. But the next few will be until I get the time to write out the final ones. Yup, there isn't THAT much left...about five or six chapters I think. I can't exactly remember but I've got it all figured out. Toodles. Oh yeah...review or you shall suffer many a painful death. Well, not really. I'll give you a cheesecake. A virtual one. Meaning no calories. Yes I'm babbling incoherently, so I'm just going to go now. Yes.