Chapter three
Break me, Shake me
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A/N: Ahaha.. o_o; Moulin Rouge is freaky. Good, but freaky. Hi Kacie. XD; Well I'm finally on Thanksgiving break so I have five days to get up off my lazy ass and write something else. E.e; Maybe I'll finished this fic..? I doubt it. I don't know how long this chapter will be since I have a sore throat and feel like shit right now but that's okay. :D I'll make the next one, longer. Promise? o.o;
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The next morning Draco was up before Hermione. His plan came flooding back to him a few minutes after he had changed into his clothes and robes which set off yet another smirk. "Hm.. I'll beat Granger at her own game..." slicked back blonde hair shimmered in the sunlight that shone through the windows as he passed into the common room. Opening Hermione's door a bit, he saw she was sleeping peacefully - and a smile was set on her face. "A smile, huh? Wonder what shes dreaming about. Guess I'll have to force it out of her later." Glacing at the clock near by Draco saw that it was almost breakfast time - and then classes. "Now woulden't that be a shame? The mudblood missed her classes on the first day of school. Priceless." And with that he closed the door and made his way down stairs to eat leaving Hermione still sleeping there.
An hour later, the head boy was sitting in his Potions class while Snape was calling off roll.
"Weasley?" he asked.
'Here." Came the reply.
"Potter?"
"Here, sir."
"Malfoy?"
"Right here, Professor Snape."
"Granger?"
Draco's smirk had gotten wider. No Granger in sight. Poor her.
"Mr. Malfoy, Where is Ms. Granger at?" Snape asked, arching a brow in his direction. Malfoy put on his most innocent looking face (which was hard since he was trying not to laugh in the process.) replied: "I'm not exactly sure, Sir. She was sleeping when I left the common room this morning. I thought she would be in class - since it is the first one of the day, and year." Snape seemed to frown at his response which diden't shock Draco much. "Well then. Start copying the notes off of the boar-" a figure came racing through the door and dove into the nearest seat - which was by Malfoy. Stringy brown hair was clinging to the sides of her face while she looked for things to take out of her bag. A wide and panicked look on her face along with her red cheeks from running.
"How nice of you to join us Ms. Granger. Its an.. honor to be in the Head girls prescese, really it is. I know you and Mr. Malfoy have special rules you can 'break' per say, but coming to class late is no exception. You are to be treated as everyone else, under stand me, Ms. Granger? Thirty points from Gryffindor." And with that he turned back to his desk. Draco was trying to hide a laugh.
"And I assume you think this is funny, Malfoy? You were supposed to wake me up." she asked, glaring at him.
"Ms. Granger. Ten points from Gryffindor for talking out of line. I suggest you keep your mouth shut for the rest of class so you don't lose any more points for your house." The teacher said. Hermione's eyes lowered to her parchment and quill as she began to copy the notes off the board. Already she could tell this was going to be a very long year, indeed. All the while Malfoy coulden't hold most of his laughter back. The 'Ms. Perfect' Hermione Granger late for class. That's a first.
'Hmm.. Just wait until tonight..' he thought. 'Then I'll get her..'
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A/N: I don't even think that had anything to do with the story. o_o; Blah. I need sleep. X.x; Maybe I'll continue tomorrow or something? Maybe even add some more R-rated stuff? o.o; Whoo.. Okay, yeah. Keep reviewing me. Thanks. :D
Break me, Shake me
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A/N: Ahaha.. o_o; Moulin Rouge is freaky. Good, but freaky. Hi Kacie. XD; Well I'm finally on Thanksgiving break so I have five days to get up off my lazy ass and write something else. E.e; Maybe I'll finished this fic..? I doubt it. I don't know how long this chapter will be since I have a sore throat and feel like shit right now but that's okay. :D I'll make the next one, longer. Promise? o.o;
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The next morning Draco was up before Hermione. His plan came flooding back to him a few minutes after he had changed into his clothes and robes which set off yet another smirk. "Hm.. I'll beat Granger at her own game..." slicked back blonde hair shimmered in the sunlight that shone through the windows as he passed into the common room. Opening Hermione's door a bit, he saw she was sleeping peacefully - and a smile was set on her face. "A smile, huh? Wonder what shes dreaming about. Guess I'll have to force it out of her later." Glacing at the clock near by Draco saw that it was almost breakfast time - and then classes. "Now woulden't that be a shame? The mudblood missed her classes on the first day of school. Priceless." And with that he closed the door and made his way down stairs to eat leaving Hermione still sleeping there.
An hour later, the head boy was sitting in his Potions class while Snape was calling off roll.
"Weasley?" he asked.
'Here." Came the reply.
"Potter?"
"Here, sir."
"Malfoy?"
"Right here, Professor Snape."
"Granger?"
Draco's smirk had gotten wider. No Granger in sight. Poor her.
"Mr. Malfoy, Where is Ms. Granger at?" Snape asked, arching a brow in his direction. Malfoy put on his most innocent looking face (which was hard since he was trying not to laugh in the process.) replied: "I'm not exactly sure, Sir. She was sleeping when I left the common room this morning. I thought she would be in class - since it is the first one of the day, and year." Snape seemed to frown at his response which diden't shock Draco much. "Well then. Start copying the notes off of the boar-" a figure came racing through the door and dove into the nearest seat - which was by Malfoy. Stringy brown hair was clinging to the sides of her face while she looked for things to take out of her bag. A wide and panicked look on her face along with her red cheeks from running.
"How nice of you to join us Ms. Granger. Its an.. honor to be in the Head girls prescese, really it is. I know you and Mr. Malfoy have special rules you can 'break' per say, but coming to class late is no exception. You are to be treated as everyone else, under stand me, Ms. Granger? Thirty points from Gryffindor." And with that he turned back to his desk. Draco was trying to hide a laugh.
"And I assume you think this is funny, Malfoy? You were supposed to wake me up." she asked, glaring at him.
"Ms. Granger. Ten points from Gryffindor for talking out of line. I suggest you keep your mouth shut for the rest of class so you don't lose any more points for your house." The teacher said. Hermione's eyes lowered to her parchment and quill as she began to copy the notes off the board. Already she could tell this was going to be a very long year, indeed. All the while Malfoy coulden't hold most of his laughter back. The 'Ms. Perfect' Hermione Granger late for class. That's a first.
'Hmm.. Just wait until tonight..' he thought. 'Then I'll get her..'
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A/N: I don't even think that had anything to do with the story. o_o; Blah. I need sleep. X.x; Maybe I'll continue tomorrow or something? Maybe even add some more R-rated stuff? o.o; Whoo.. Okay, yeah. Keep reviewing me. Thanks. :D