Author's note: Okay, thanks to the 3 (so far) reviews. Hahaha. The truth
is, I don't know how to add new chapters and do any other changes in the
settings. It's my friend who does it for me. Thanks to her, I get to put
this crappy story on the net. I checked my story for the very first time
and I saw some mistakes. They were just minor mistakes and I'm just to damn
lazy to go back to it and re-check the mistakes. Anyway, here it is, the
third chapter. I don't own Harry Potter BUT! I do own Sammy Bridgedale! Ha!
Take that J.K. Rowling! Not much of a threat, am I. (starts to sing 'I'm a
little teacup')
Chapter 3: Start Of A Beautiful Relationship
The students bustled into the horseless carriages that led them to the school grounds. "Don't I get a special carriage for being the Head Boy?" Draco complained to the usher who was helping him up. "Nay, sir. All is equal in the carriages and in the service." The young usher replied sardonically. Malfoy rolled his eyes and took a seat. "Now, miss. Please take a step up. Careful, now." The usher was very careful and affable to Hermione. "Why are you so nice to me?" she asked. This caught Draco's attention. The usher noticed this and made sure his voice was loud enough for the blond to hear this, "Cause you're the most charming girl I've ever seen. ('Ah, yes. Another loser wannabe debonair' Draco thought) I'm Sammy Bridgedale, and you are?" Hermione blushed crimson and answered, "Hermione. Hermione Granger." Draco scowled at them but they were too preoccupied to care. "That name sounds so familiar. I think Fred or George mentioned your name once or twice." Sammy exclaimed, he was blushing like Hermione and she found it very cute. "Really? You know Fred and George Weasley?! They're friends of mine! Well, aren't they the owners of-" "Can we get going now?! This is wasting my precious time. Stop flirting with that stupid prat, Granger. AND GET YOUR ASS SAT and let's go already!" Draco Malfoy rudely interrupted. "Can't you wait, you damned asshole!" Hermione yelled at Malfoy then faced Sammy once more, "Well, bye. Maybe we'll see each other here in Hogsmeade one time." She said sweetly. "Sure! I work at the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. This is only a temporary part time job. Visit me some time." He quickly replied. Then with a slam of the carriage door (thanks to Draco), they were off to Hogwarts.
"Oooooh. Flirting with the ushers. Tsk, well what can you expect from muggle-borns? You must have the worst taste in school. A poor, shabby, county boy over a well-bred, handsome and rich man like me." Draco said trying to start a conversation. "At least he didn't sexually harass me like what you did!" Hermione was vexed on how rude Draco was to such a sweet, cute nice, friendly guy. "I got carried away. You can't blame me if my hormones are raging." He said coolly. Hermione narrowed her eyes and looked around, "Well, he's nice, sweet, friendly and handsome. At least he knows how to flatter someone." "I think you're falling for that geek."
"So what if I am? What'll you do, get revenge for your poor ickle hormones?"
"Maybe I will. What if I started on you." he smirked maliciously.
Draco placed his hand on Hermione's lap and moved it upward, then went inside her skirt, trying to reach her underwear. Hermione flinched and slapped him. There was a large red mark on his pale face. "Remember that I still have proof of your assault! You are such a fuckin' pervert!"
The horseless carriage started to move slower and they were entering Hogwarts. After the carriage had stopped, Hermione jumped off it in a hurry and ran to look for her friends in the excited crowd. "Over here Hermione!" She saw a tall red haired boy who stood above the rest. She sighed in relief, "Ron, Harry, Ginny!" Then, the great baroque doors opened. They walked into the inviting Great Hall and took a seat in the Gryffindor house table. The nervous first years walked in right after. The trio waved at Hagrid who waved back ebulliently. The Sorting began and it was a confusing yet cheerful event. Everyone was applauding at the first years that were sorted into his or her rightful houses. After all the excitement, Dumbledore cleared his throat and everyone was silent. "This is a very joyous start. As we know, the Dark Lord has been defeated and once again, everything is in peace and in order." A lot of eyes started to trail at Harry and mumbles were all around the hall. "We will continue the school year as normal as possible. And of course, the Forbidden Forest is forbidden to everyone. There will be Hogsmeade trips every weekend only to the third years and above (Hermione squealed with joy) and. there will be a Yule Ball on the Eve of Christmas to celebrate the defeat of the Dark Side. Only 4th years and above are allowed. No other levels. That is all." Then everyone waited anxiously for the food to appear. "Oh yes. Almost forgot." Dumbledore rose once again from his seat. "Hurry up! I'm starving!" Ron whined clutching his stomach. "The Head Girl for this year is, Hermione Granger!" The whole hall erupted into cheers except for the Slytherins who of which were hissing. "Yes, yes. Congratulations Miss Granger. The Head Boy this year is none other than, Draco Malfoy!" the old man announced cheerfully. The whole hall gasped in disbelief except for the Slytherins who were howling and cheering. "Congratulations to you as well, Mr. Malfoy. Well, let the feast begin!" With that, the whole hall erupted into chattering as the food and drinks magically appeared on their dinnerware.
"I still can't believe it. Malfoy as the Head Boy? Everyone was expecting Harry or Ron." Ginny told them. "Yes, but remember they also check your grades and conduct." Hermione said bluntly. "Do you know how hard it is to leave this school with passing marks? Much less perfect grades!" Ron said stuffing more turkey in his mouth and bits were flying out. "Ron!!! That is gross! Hasn't your mother taught you any manners? Don't talk with your mouth full!" Parvati berated after getting hit with a big chunk of mutilated undistinguishable food. Ron busied himself with the jelly, his ears turning red. "So, how was the ride with Malfoy?" Harry asked curiously. "It's Malfoy, Harry. What did you expect?" Hermione replied, wiping her lips. "Well, yeah I guess. I just thought that if he hurt you or anything, we could get back at him." Hermione cracked a smile. She grinned at the thought of Malfoy getting his ass kicked by Harry and Ron. "Don't worry. I can take care of myself now, Harry. I just did." She said, patting his back. "Really? Tell me about it. Anything rough?" Harry bugged her enthusiastically. She faced him again, "I'd rather not talk about it. Let's just say I got back at him for his denseness. But I did get to meet the cute usher!" this caught the attention of Lavender, Parvati and Ginny. "Really? I was to shy to talk to him! Tell us what happened!" Lavender squeaked. Ron obviously wanted to hear this and leaned closer. "Well, he was so nice to me and I asked him why. He told me that I was the most charming girl he's ever seen. Then I could visit him in Hogsmeade! His name is Sammy Bridgedale and he works in the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes!" "You are so lucky! I wish that happened to me." Lavender was now daydreaming with a dazed expression on her face. "What! The usher flirted with you? This is an outrage! Why, that freak should be ashamed of himself! Flirting with the Head Girl of Hogwarts." Ron was now turning red all over. 'I never knew he would be that jealous.' Hermione thought to herself. "Calm down, Ron. I just made a new acquaintance, that's all." Hermione said trying to put Ron back into his seat. "Just make sure he is only an acquaintance! Then he'll become a friend. Next, you'll see him serenading you and swooning all over you where ever you go!" he argued. Some girls heard this and started giggling and Hermione was one of them. "Agreed. I don't think he'd go that far. Besides, let me enjoy the moment of flattery."
"Hurry up, then, Granger." An icy cold drawl came from behind her. "Malfoy!" several Gryffindor lads sneered, Harry and Ron included. "What is up with that 'Malfoy' introduction? Is that the kind of welcome I get?" he faked a whine. "It's the welcome that crap like you get." Ron sneered once more. "What is it now?" Hermione sighed. "That prude, McGonagall wants us to follow her. Say goodbye to your dear friends and come with me. I think she's going to show us the portrait hole for the Head Boy and Girl suite." The hot (a/n: I couldn't resist) blond replied annoyed. "Honestly, do you have such insulting nicknames for all the teachers?" Draco smirked and opened his mouth to answer, but Hermione cut him off, "Never mind, I'd rather not hear it." She looked back at her friends and waved goodbye as she followed Malfoy into a corridor nearby.
She felt perturbed as they came to a halt in the silent and eerie corridor. 'Great. Now I'm alone with my worst enemy. How could this get any worse?' Hermione thought to herself. "Where's Professor McGonagall? I thought she would be here." She complained. "She told me to meet me here by 7:30 pm." Draco answered. "Look at the time! We're ten minutes early! You could have parted me with my friends a bit later!" Hermione yelled at him for his thickness. "All part of the plan, Granger."
"What plan? Another one of your tricks to pursue me!"
"I have a proposal to make."
"What?!"
"Since I'm the Head Boy, I share the suite with you, my Slytherin pals want to throw a party in my honor sometime next week and-"
"Hell no!" Hermione answered directly. She didn't want the Slytherin sluts to use the Head Girl and Boy common room into one of their orgies! "Do you think I'm stupid, Malfoy? I know what happens to parties with some of your Slytherin sluts! I've seen Slytherin girls walk out the Slytherin's portrait hole, drunk and with barely any clothes left! And to top it off, they've got hickeys everywhere!!!"
"You think I associate with those low-lives. Look, my pals really want this party and I want them to honor me as well ('yeah right.' Hermione snorted). If you really are that much of a prude, then I won't even have strong liquor in the party!" Draco argued.
"You drink?" Hermione asked innocently. "Why? You don't? (Gasp) you're turning into McGonagall! Makes me shudder for such a beautiful young woman such as you go astray with too much honesty. Loosen up a bit, muggle-born." Malfoy mocked but in his mind he shuddered at the image of Hermione becoming the next McGonagall of Hogwarts. Hermione blushed beet red.
"Oh grow up, Malfoy! You only drink because you think it makes you cool. But truth behold, it's so juvenile and immature!" Hermione was outraged at the fact that the newly acquainted Head Boy drinks and insults teachers. 'He doesn't deserve it! He doesn't deserve the title of Head Boy!' She said to herself in her mind.
"Juvenile and immature? Do you really want me to prove to you on how mature I've become over the years, Granger? Because I WILL prove to you my point." He said coldly. Another smirk cracked on his cold face as he moved towards the stubborn girl. Hermione held a breath as her back had touched the wall. 'Oh yeah, baby.' Draco licked his lips once more and thought, 'I really should tell mother to stop watching muggle movies. It really is influencing me.'
"Stop, Malfoy. Get away. I can get you expelled." Hermione mumbled. "You don't have the guts to." He moved closer until their bodies had collided. He heard Granger's heartbeat thump faster as he leaned forward. He inched his pelvis ever so closer to hers. Hermione was frozen in her spot, to afraid to move, to afraid to know what might just happen next. a/n: evil grin
He held her waist and pulled her closer as he licked the nape of her neck. He grinned at how easy it was to proclaim her as his own, heck; she didn't even put up a fight. 'She is so damn stiff! Little Granger must be afraid to play.' Then as he was about to rip her skirt apart, they heard footsteps approaching And then a gasp.
"Draco!"
Author again: I am such a perverted adolescent! Argh! The stupid boy buds of my utterly stupid brothers are influencing me! Those green-minded freaks! They have perverted my innocent mind!!! Ah, well. As if I ever cared. I'm going to lay low with Draco's perverted pursuing of Hermione in the next chapters. Oh well, any of my friends who got to read this supposedly 'secret' fanfic from anyone I know, will be seeing the other side of me. Let me describe the features, it's got slick blond hair and cold gray blue eyes, plastered on its face is a malicious smirk. (mwahahahahahahaha -whatever.) _0 winky wink! Oh, whatever, I suck at writing. Haha. DRACO RULES and Hermione sucks. so do I. *_* *_* *_* *_* ('We are all made of stars.' -Moby)
Chapter 3: Start Of A Beautiful Relationship
The students bustled into the horseless carriages that led them to the school grounds. "Don't I get a special carriage for being the Head Boy?" Draco complained to the usher who was helping him up. "Nay, sir. All is equal in the carriages and in the service." The young usher replied sardonically. Malfoy rolled his eyes and took a seat. "Now, miss. Please take a step up. Careful, now." The usher was very careful and affable to Hermione. "Why are you so nice to me?" she asked. This caught Draco's attention. The usher noticed this and made sure his voice was loud enough for the blond to hear this, "Cause you're the most charming girl I've ever seen. ('Ah, yes. Another loser wannabe debonair' Draco thought) I'm Sammy Bridgedale, and you are?" Hermione blushed crimson and answered, "Hermione. Hermione Granger." Draco scowled at them but they were too preoccupied to care. "That name sounds so familiar. I think Fred or George mentioned your name once or twice." Sammy exclaimed, he was blushing like Hermione and she found it very cute. "Really? You know Fred and George Weasley?! They're friends of mine! Well, aren't they the owners of-" "Can we get going now?! This is wasting my precious time. Stop flirting with that stupid prat, Granger. AND GET YOUR ASS SAT and let's go already!" Draco Malfoy rudely interrupted. "Can't you wait, you damned asshole!" Hermione yelled at Malfoy then faced Sammy once more, "Well, bye. Maybe we'll see each other here in Hogsmeade one time." She said sweetly. "Sure! I work at the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. This is only a temporary part time job. Visit me some time." He quickly replied. Then with a slam of the carriage door (thanks to Draco), they were off to Hogwarts.
"Oooooh. Flirting with the ushers. Tsk, well what can you expect from muggle-borns? You must have the worst taste in school. A poor, shabby, county boy over a well-bred, handsome and rich man like me." Draco said trying to start a conversation. "At least he didn't sexually harass me like what you did!" Hermione was vexed on how rude Draco was to such a sweet, cute nice, friendly guy. "I got carried away. You can't blame me if my hormones are raging." He said coolly. Hermione narrowed her eyes and looked around, "Well, he's nice, sweet, friendly and handsome. At least he knows how to flatter someone." "I think you're falling for that geek."
"So what if I am? What'll you do, get revenge for your poor ickle hormones?"
"Maybe I will. What if I started on you." he smirked maliciously.
Draco placed his hand on Hermione's lap and moved it upward, then went inside her skirt, trying to reach her underwear. Hermione flinched and slapped him. There was a large red mark on his pale face. "Remember that I still have proof of your assault! You are such a fuckin' pervert!"
The horseless carriage started to move slower and they were entering Hogwarts. After the carriage had stopped, Hermione jumped off it in a hurry and ran to look for her friends in the excited crowd. "Over here Hermione!" She saw a tall red haired boy who stood above the rest. She sighed in relief, "Ron, Harry, Ginny!" Then, the great baroque doors opened. They walked into the inviting Great Hall and took a seat in the Gryffindor house table. The nervous first years walked in right after. The trio waved at Hagrid who waved back ebulliently. The Sorting began and it was a confusing yet cheerful event. Everyone was applauding at the first years that were sorted into his or her rightful houses. After all the excitement, Dumbledore cleared his throat and everyone was silent. "This is a very joyous start. As we know, the Dark Lord has been defeated and once again, everything is in peace and in order." A lot of eyes started to trail at Harry and mumbles were all around the hall. "We will continue the school year as normal as possible. And of course, the Forbidden Forest is forbidden to everyone. There will be Hogsmeade trips every weekend only to the third years and above (Hermione squealed with joy) and. there will be a Yule Ball on the Eve of Christmas to celebrate the defeat of the Dark Side. Only 4th years and above are allowed. No other levels. That is all." Then everyone waited anxiously for the food to appear. "Oh yes. Almost forgot." Dumbledore rose once again from his seat. "Hurry up! I'm starving!" Ron whined clutching his stomach. "The Head Girl for this year is, Hermione Granger!" The whole hall erupted into cheers except for the Slytherins who of which were hissing. "Yes, yes. Congratulations Miss Granger. The Head Boy this year is none other than, Draco Malfoy!" the old man announced cheerfully. The whole hall gasped in disbelief except for the Slytherins who were howling and cheering. "Congratulations to you as well, Mr. Malfoy. Well, let the feast begin!" With that, the whole hall erupted into chattering as the food and drinks magically appeared on their dinnerware.
"I still can't believe it. Malfoy as the Head Boy? Everyone was expecting Harry or Ron." Ginny told them. "Yes, but remember they also check your grades and conduct." Hermione said bluntly. "Do you know how hard it is to leave this school with passing marks? Much less perfect grades!" Ron said stuffing more turkey in his mouth and bits were flying out. "Ron!!! That is gross! Hasn't your mother taught you any manners? Don't talk with your mouth full!" Parvati berated after getting hit with a big chunk of mutilated undistinguishable food. Ron busied himself with the jelly, his ears turning red. "So, how was the ride with Malfoy?" Harry asked curiously. "It's Malfoy, Harry. What did you expect?" Hermione replied, wiping her lips. "Well, yeah I guess. I just thought that if he hurt you or anything, we could get back at him." Hermione cracked a smile. She grinned at the thought of Malfoy getting his ass kicked by Harry and Ron. "Don't worry. I can take care of myself now, Harry. I just did." She said, patting his back. "Really? Tell me about it. Anything rough?" Harry bugged her enthusiastically. She faced him again, "I'd rather not talk about it. Let's just say I got back at him for his denseness. But I did get to meet the cute usher!" this caught the attention of Lavender, Parvati and Ginny. "Really? I was to shy to talk to him! Tell us what happened!" Lavender squeaked. Ron obviously wanted to hear this and leaned closer. "Well, he was so nice to me and I asked him why. He told me that I was the most charming girl he's ever seen. Then I could visit him in Hogsmeade! His name is Sammy Bridgedale and he works in the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes!" "You are so lucky! I wish that happened to me." Lavender was now daydreaming with a dazed expression on her face. "What! The usher flirted with you? This is an outrage! Why, that freak should be ashamed of himself! Flirting with the Head Girl of Hogwarts." Ron was now turning red all over. 'I never knew he would be that jealous.' Hermione thought to herself. "Calm down, Ron. I just made a new acquaintance, that's all." Hermione said trying to put Ron back into his seat. "Just make sure he is only an acquaintance! Then he'll become a friend. Next, you'll see him serenading you and swooning all over you where ever you go!" he argued. Some girls heard this and started giggling and Hermione was one of them. "Agreed. I don't think he'd go that far. Besides, let me enjoy the moment of flattery."
"Hurry up, then, Granger." An icy cold drawl came from behind her. "Malfoy!" several Gryffindor lads sneered, Harry and Ron included. "What is up with that 'Malfoy' introduction? Is that the kind of welcome I get?" he faked a whine. "It's the welcome that crap like you get." Ron sneered once more. "What is it now?" Hermione sighed. "That prude, McGonagall wants us to follow her. Say goodbye to your dear friends and come with me. I think she's going to show us the portrait hole for the Head Boy and Girl suite." The hot (a/n: I couldn't resist) blond replied annoyed. "Honestly, do you have such insulting nicknames for all the teachers?" Draco smirked and opened his mouth to answer, but Hermione cut him off, "Never mind, I'd rather not hear it." She looked back at her friends and waved goodbye as she followed Malfoy into a corridor nearby.
She felt perturbed as they came to a halt in the silent and eerie corridor. 'Great. Now I'm alone with my worst enemy. How could this get any worse?' Hermione thought to herself. "Where's Professor McGonagall? I thought she would be here." She complained. "She told me to meet me here by 7:30 pm." Draco answered. "Look at the time! We're ten minutes early! You could have parted me with my friends a bit later!" Hermione yelled at him for his thickness. "All part of the plan, Granger."
"What plan? Another one of your tricks to pursue me!"
"I have a proposal to make."
"What?!"
"Since I'm the Head Boy, I share the suite with you, my Slytherin pals want to throw a party in my honor sometime next week and-"
"Hell no!" Hermione answered directly. She didn't want the Slytherin sluts to use the Head Girl and Boy common room into one of their orgies! "Do you think I'm stupid, Malfoy? I know what happens to parties with some of your Slytherin sluts! I've seen Slytherin girls walk out the Slytherin's portrait hole, drunk and with barely any clothes left! And to top it off, they've got hickeys everywhere!!!"
"You think I associate with those low-lives. Look, my pals really want this party and I want them to honor me as well ('yeah right.' Hermione snorted). If you really are that much of a prude, then I won't even have strong liquor in the party!" Draco argued.
"You drink?" Hermione asked innocently. "Why? You don't? (Gasp) you're turning into McGonagall! Makes me shudder for such a beautiful young woman such as you go astray with too much honesty. Loosen up a bit, muggle-born." Malfoy mocked but in his mind he shuddered at the image of Hermione becoming the next McGonagall of Hogwarts. Hermione blushed beet red.
"Oh grow up, Malfoy! You only drink because you think it makes you cool. But truth behold, it's so juvenile and immature!" Hermione was outraged at the fact that the newly acquainted Head Boy drinks and insults teachers. 'He doesn't deserve it! He doesn't deserve the title of Head Boy!' She said to herself in her mind.
"Juvenile and immature? Do you really want me to prove to you on how mature I've become over the years, Granger? Because I WILL prove to you my point." He said coldly. Another smirk cracked on his cold face as he moved towards the stubborn girl. Hermione held a breath as her back had touched the wall. 'Oh yeah, baby.' Draco licked his lips once more and thought, 'I really should tell mother to stop watching muggle movies. It really is influencing me.'
"Stop, Malfoy. Get away. I can get you expelled." Hermione mumbled. "You don't have the guts to." He moved closer until their bodies had collided. He heard Granger's heartbeat thump faster as he leaned forward. He inched his pelvis ever so closer to hers. Hermione was frozen in her spot, to afraid to move, to afraid to know what might just happen next. a/n: evil grin
He held her waist and pulled her closer as he licked the nape of her neck. He grinned at how easy it was to proclaim her as his own, heck; she didn't even put up a fight. 'She is so damn stiff! Little Granger must be afraid to play.' Then as he was about to rip her skirt apart, they heard footsteps approaching And then a gasp.
"Draco!"
Author again: I am such a perverted adolescent! Argh! The stupid boy buds of my utterly stupid brothers are influencing me! Those green-minded freaks! They have perverted my innocent mind!!! Ah, well. As if I ever cared. I'm going to lay low with Draco's perverted pursuing of Hermione in the next chapters. Oh well, any of my friends who got to read this supposedly 'secret' fanfic from anyone I know, will be seeing the other side of me. Let me describe the features, it's got slick blond hair and cold gray blue eyes, plastered on its face is a malicious smirk. (mwahahahahahahaha -whatever.) _0 winky wink! Oh, whatever, I suck at writing. Haha. DRACO RULES and Hermione sucks. so do I. *_* *_* *_* *_* ('We are all made of stars.' -Moby)