New Beginnings
By: Fiery-chan and LyssaQuill
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A/N: Hey, Lyssa and I are waiting around till the school play tonight so we decided to do this story!
Lyssa: Jackie! You can't do a computer. But knowing you, you'll do anything that you can fit up your-
Fiery: Woah! Stop there!
Lyssa: But what about the carrots and the-
Fiery: I said stop. I'm warning you!
Lyssa: Oh yeah? *Puts hands on hips and walks angrily towards Jackie* What are you gonna do? Other than Charles and Kyle.
Fiery: Shut up. Now!
Lyssa: No! You've already broken my wand, there's nothing more you can do to me!
Fiery: *raises eyebrows suggestively* I think Charles and Kyle could argue that.
Lyssa: You're sick.
Fiery: And your point is?
Lyssa: Never mind. I give up.
Fiery: Yay! I win! Can I have the car? No... the trip to Miami... no the new fridge.. hmm..
Lyssa: What the hell are you on about now?
Fiery: Isn't this 'The Price Is Right'?
Lyssa: Idiot would be an understatement.
Matt: What am I doing here?
Fiery: *turns to a squealing Lyssa* Who is this guy?
Lyssa: Oh-My-God.
Fiery: Chandler Bing?
Lyssa: Huh? No! It's Matthew Lewis!
Matt: That's me. *Points to himself and grins*
Fiery: Matthew Lewis?
Matt: That's me. *Points to himself and grins*
Lyssa: Can you not do that?
Matt: *pouts* k.
Lyssa: Thanks. *Turns to Jackie who is now attempting a complicated dance move and trips over her own feet* He plays Neville in the movies.
Fiery: Oh! Wow. He is cute in person. He's not fat. His hair is nice and spiked too. I like *licks lips*.
Lyssa: Keep your creamy (ha!) little hands off! He's mine!
Matt: I am?
Lyssa: Yep! *Jumps into Matt's arms and he catches her* Want to go.. get to know each other a little better?
Matt: Yes. *Carries Lyssa to the next room with a goofy smile*
Lyssa: *shouting over her shoulder* I'll let you handle this chapter till I get back Jackie!
Fiery: Don't do anything I wouldn't do. wait.. *Giggles* you're gonna have fun. Hey I want fun too.
Lyssa: *from behind closed doors (hehe)* Go borrow Alyssa's toothbrush then.
Fiery: No thanks, I am not in a beefy mood. On to the disclaimer!
Disclaimer: Yeah we own nothing. Actually... Lyssa's got Matt, and Tom is mine, whether he (and his lawyers) like it or not.
Chapter 5 (Sorry for the long a/n people)
The next morning came (finally) and both Hermione and Draco were feeling quite good about each other. Draco woke up early, around 7:30, he was an early riser, and slowly climbed out of bed.
He crept quietly to his suitcase so as not to wake Hermione and pulled out a black t-shirt and a pair of khakis. Draco left the room and walked down to the bathroom where he dressed quickly and wet his hair to get rid of the bed head look. He let it fall over his eyes like he had been doing for most of the summer vacation since it was a nice look. (Think Leonardo DiCaprio in Romeo and Juliet). He then proceeded to head down the stairs to eat a quick breakfast of toast with green mint jam.
Not used to the whole cooking thing yet, Draco accidentally knocked over some pots and pans while trying to get the bread. They fell to the floor with a clatter and Draco hastily shoved them back into the cabinet.
"I'm definitely not used to the whole cooking thing." After finally making the toast, Draco sat down at the table to eat.
"That's disgusting." A voice said from the doorway. Draco turned to see Hermione standing there, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"Oh, hey. Did I wake you?"
"Yeah, I'm a light sleeper, it's ok though." Hermione replied, taking a seat at the table. "But anyway, that's really gross."
"I happen to like it." Draco said matter-of-factly, spreading yet another glob of jelly onto his charred toast. "But if you don't like it, then why do you have it in the house?"
"My dad likes it. But it's still gross."
"Oh I see. Well it's an acquired taste. One must become accustomed to it before they can experience the true beauty."
"It's just jelly." Hermione said. "And anyway it's still really gross."
"Don't judge a book by it's cover Granger."
"I don't, I read it."
"Haha, very funny." Draco said, taking a bite of his toast. Hermione once again giving an incredibly disgusted look.
"Problem?" Draco asked.
"It's... green." Hermione replied.
"Well at least we know you're not color blind." Draco said sarcastically.
"Green, it figures, Slytherin color." Hermione spat.
"And what may I ask is wrong with being in Slytherin?" Draco asked snarling. He didn't mind when his food was insulted, but his house was a different story.
"Oh maybe that tiny little fact that they're all, oh, what's the word? Ah yes, evil!"
"Watch yourself Granger. I wouldn't advise you to go saying anything that can get yourself cursed." Draco said pushing himself away from the table. He turned sharply and left, heading out the back door to sit on the porch.
"Stupid witch. It's like one of those muggle roller coasters with her. First everything is fine then it all just drops downhill." Draco said to himself. The only reason he knew about the roller coasters was because he watched a special of them on the "tv" last night. "Why do I even bother?" Draco muttered to himself. "Fancying a girl like her will just get me hurt in the end."
Fiery: Aww! He's so cute!
Lyssa: Is he going to cry?
Random person in the audience: Wait- how can you guys talk to each other? Isn't she in the next room?
Lyssa: Easy; two tin cans and a string.
Fiery: Back on topic...Maybe *smirks*
Lyssa: Please, don't make him cry it'll be so damn OOC, the readers will be running away.
*** Hermione sat at the kitchen table and watched out the back window staring at Draco who was sitting outside.
"Why do you take everything so seriously?" She whispered. Hermione stood up and walked outside, sitting down next to Draco on the porch. "Hey." She said softly. "Listen I didn't mean to insult you like that." Draco sat silently watching the birds. "Draco, look at me. I'm sorry, ok. Is that enough for you?" Hermione asked, her voice raising. "Or would you like me to grovel and kiss your feet too?" Draco smirked.
"The latter would be nice." Hermione hit him softly. "Hey! Watch it!" Hermione gave a very Draco like smirk and messed up his hair with her hands. "Do you mind Granger?"
"No, not at all."
"I think I'm wearing off on you." Draco said.
"Good." Hermione said smiling. She leaned against him and kissed his cheek softly.
Lyssa: Wait that so did not happen! I'm taking over. *rewind sound*
"I think I'm wearing off on you Granger." Draco said.
"Good." Hermione said with a smirk. She stood up and headed back inside, her bathrobe swishing behind her. "It's early, I'm going back to bed. This time, don't wake me up." She called over her shoulder, disappearing inside the door.
Lyssa: *Smiling* That's better. Now I have some business to attend to. Oh Matthew!
***
Hermione climbed back into bed after looking at the clock, which read 8:30. She groaned. There was no point in going back to bed. So she grabbed a towel and headed into the bathroom where she took a quick shower.
'Hmm, it would be nice if Draco walked in right now.' 'Oh be quiet.'
She thought to herself as she washed her hair. The door then opened and Draco popped his head in.
"Hurry up Granger, I need to go." Then the door shut just as quickly as it had opened and nothing more.
'Damn. Why didn't he join me?'
'You are so sick. You're just lucky you had the curtain closed.'
'Damn my bad luck.'
'Ew.'
Hermione finished her shower and climbed out, drying off and heading back to the room with a towel wrapped around her body. However, Draco just so happened to be sitting on his bed when she walked in.
"Granger! Indecent exposure!" Draco cried, shielding his eyes as he left the room. "Warn me next time."
Hermione shook her head and got dressed pulling on a pair of white shorts and a blue tanktop. She then pulled on a pair of flip-flops and pulled her wet curls into a messy bun. She headed downstairs and ate some strawberry banana yogurt for a quick breakfast then went outside where she laid down in the hammock.
"Granger, what would you do if I tipped you over right now?" Draco said, standing next to her.
"I'd get up and slap you Malfoy." Hermione replied standing up. "Let's go for a walk."
"Would you actually slap me?" Draco asked.
"I have done so before, and I'll do it again. Don't tempt me." She threatened.
"I'll try not to." Draco said sarcastically. Hermione glared at him as she walked away. "Oh relax, for crying out loud. You take everything so literally. Lighten up."
"Look who's talking!" Hermione screeched. Draco cringed.
"Please do not screech like that ever again. You sound like a harpy." Hermione once again glared evilly at him and continued walking. Draco jogged to catch up with her. "Hermione, please calm down." Draco said placing a hand on her shoulder. Hermione turned around and looked at him wearing a disgruntled expression.
"I am calm." She said through clenched teeth.
"Doesn't look like it." Draco reached up and brushed a loose strand of hair away from her face. "Now then, let's go do something fun. Where's a place where it's really quiet, hard to see, and no one goes there often?"
"Uh, Draco... I don't know what you have in mind, but I'm not that kind of girl."
"You've got a sick mind Hermione. Don't worry." He patted her arm reassuringly, while rolling his eyes. "Now, tell me. Where could we find such a place?"
"Um. The old park a block over." Hermione said, pointing in the direction of some tall pine trees surrounding a clearing the size of a football (soccer) field with a run down jungle gym.
"Ok, you go there and I'll meet you there in five minutes." Draco said.
"What are you planning?" Hermione asked curiously.
Draco just gave her a sly smile, winked, and turned elegantly on his heel walking away.
Lyssa: Oh Matt! Oh Matt! Yes baby yes!
Fiery: *Disgustedly* For crying out loud! Put the can down of you're going to do that!
Lyssa: Sorry! *Loud clink of can falling out the window in the room next door, followed by some giggling.*
***
Hermione sat on a bench in the run-down park, drawing designs in the loose earth with a long stick.
'What is he planning?' She thought to herself. 'And this really is a horrible park. It's very overgrown. No wonder no one comes here anymore.'
"Hey, wanna go for a ride." A voice whispered from behind her. Hermione yelped in surprise and jumped off the bench, spinning around to see who had spoken. It was Draco floating lightly behind her on his broomstick.
"Are you crazy?! You scared the living daylights out of me! And what are you doing? You're going to get caught!"
"No I won't Granger. Now calm down and hop on." He said to her.
"No, I refuse. I will not get on that unsafe, unstable. stick."
"First off, yes you will. Secondly, it is rather safe. Nimbus 2001s are some of the safest broomsticks out there."
"I don't care how safe they are!" Although, Hermione was actually quite unnerved about the safety of broomsticks. Infact. she had done a research paper on it (ofcourse). "If we are seen by Muggles, the Ministry will have quite a time having to erase all of their memories."
"Oh who cares about the Ministry, now climb on!" Hermione sighed, but climbed on behind Draco. "I suggest you hold on." He said to her. Cautiously, Hermione slipped her arms around his waist and held on. "That's better, now let's go!" Draco kicked off from the ground and took off into the sky. He flew around the park, weaving in and out of the overgrown bushes and trees. "Faster?" He asked.
"No! Please don't!" Hermione cried.
"Oh well, too bad!" Draco said with a laugh, picking up speed. Hermione screamed and closed her eyes, burying her face in the folds of Draco's shirt.
"Please Draco, slow down!" Hermione cried."
"Aw, you spoil all my fun." Draco slowed down the broom to a soft and easy speed. Hermione relaxed and watched the scenery. This park was a lot bigger than she had remembered.
'He smells good.' Hermione thought to herself. 'Must be some fancy wizard cologne. Yet it is quite enticing, probably liquid pheromones or something. Pity I know things like this.' Hermione thought to herself.
"Deep in thought?" Draco asked.
"Hmm? Yeah, this is very nice." Hermione said. Draco landed softly on the ground and helped Hermione off the broom.
"Glad you enjoyed it. Thought I'd do something nice for you. Very out of character for me but oh well." Hermione laughed softly.
"Yes it is very out of character." She hugged him quickly. "But thanks."
"What was that for?" Draco asked, his tone a mixture of confusion and amusement.
"I don't know. You were being out of character so I decided I might as well be too." Hermione said.
"Whatever strikes your fancy Granger." Draco replied with a sigh.
Fiery: That's a good expression. Fiery: I know. Fiery: You're pretty. Fiery: Why thank you! *bats eyelashes at herself in mirror.* You're pretty too! Fiery: Will you make out with me? Fiery: Sure! *slowly leans forward towards mirror, tongue outstretched, as we fade back into our scene at the park.*
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'You strike my fancy Draco. Oh! I'm so glad I didn't say that out loud.' Hermione thought to herself.
"Well, um, shall we head back to the house? Maybe we can go watch another movie or something." Hermione said, breaking the silence.
"Sounds good to me. What other videos do you have?" Draco asked, quite proud of himself for remembering the proper terminology for when discussing muggle movies, as Hermione had taught him. Hermione smiled.
"I haven't the slightest idea but we'll find something." She replied with a wink.
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A/N: That's it! I'm cutting this one short. I know we are making this story go really slowly but it's just that-
Lyssa: Oh yes! Yes!
Matt: You like that?
Lyssa: More! I want more! *moans* Oh yes!
Fiery: Ok, that's it's I'm going in there! *Stomps angrily to the door and shouts, throwing it open* I don't know what the hell you two are doing in here but you better stop because- *stops yelling as the sight before her registers in her brain (it can take a while sometimes) and she sighs in relief* Herbal essences?
Lyssa: Yeah! They are amazing! Matt here was just washing my hair for me! They're great.
Matt: Yep. When she said she'd never had an organic experience before, I just had to show her.
Fiery: Oh, alright then. You had me worried there for a minute As long as you're not doing anything... you know... innappropriate, for an R rating. *mutters under her breath about the ridiculousness of taking away NC-17.* I'll just go finish up the A/N and tell the readers to review.
Lyssa: Ok, no problem. Take you're time, I will be in here for a while.
Fiery: How come? How long does it take you to wash your hair?
Lyssa: Oh, not long at all. It's just, after this *grins slyly* Matt's going to show me the body wash!
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A/N: Uh... yeah. Sorry about that. I hope you liked this chapter! Please tell us what you thought! We have a good idea for the next one.... In fact, here is an excerpt from later [this] same day....
"Oh Draco! What large teeth you have!"
"The better to eat you with my dear!"
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A/N: Just kidding. Hehehe. When do I ever give sneak peeks? Thanks again for reading, and for reviewing! (hint, hint.)
~Fiery-chan~ * ~LyssaQuill~
By: Fiery-chan and LyssaQuill
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A/N: Hey, Lyssa and I are waiting around till the school play tonight so we decided to do this story!
Lyssa: Jackie! You can't do a computer. But knowing you, you'll do anything that you can fit up your-
Fiery: Woah! Stop there!
Lyssa: But what about the carrots and the-
Fiery: I said stop. I'm warning you!
Lyssa: Oh yeah? *Puts hands on hips and walks angrily towards Jackie* What are you gonna do? Other than Charles and Kyle.
Fiery: Shut up. Now!
Lyssa: No! You've already broken my wand, there's nothing more you can do to me!
Fiery: *raises eyebrows suggestively* I think Charles and Kyle could argue that.
Lyssa: You're sick.
Fiery: And your point is?
Lyssa: Never mind. I give up.
Fiery: Yay! I win! Can I have the car? No... the trip to Miami... no the new fridge.. hmm..
Lyssa: What the hell are you on about now?
Fiery: Isn't this 'The Price Is Right'?
Lyssa: Idiot would be an understatement.
Matt: What am I doing here?
Fiery: *turns to a squealing Lyssa* Who is this guy?
Lyssa: Oh-My-God.
Fiery: Chandler Bing?
Lyssa: Huh? No! It's Matthew Lewis!
Matt: That's me. *Points to himself and grins*
Fiery: Matthew Lewis?
Matt: That's me. *Points to himself and grins*
Lyssa: Can you not do that?
Matt: *pouts* k.
Lyssa: Thanks. *Turns to Jackie who is now attempting a complicated dance move and trips over her own feet* He plays Neville in the movies.
Fiery: Oh! Wow. He is cute in person. He's not fat. His hair is nice and spiked too. I like *licks lips*.
Lyssa: Keep your creamy (ha!) little hands off! He's mine!
Matt: I am?
Lyssa: Yep! *Jumps into Matt's arms and he catches her* Want to go.. get to know each other a little better?
Matt: Yes. *Carries Lyssa to the next room with a goofy smile*
Lyssa: *shouting over her shoulder* I'll let you handle this chapter till I get back Jackie!
Fiery: Don't do anything I wouldn't do. wait.. *Giggles* you're gonna have fun. Hey I want fun too.
Lyssa: *from behind closed doors (hehe)* Go borrow Alyssa's toothbrush then.
Fiery: No thanks, I am not in a beefy mood. On to the disclaimer!
Disclaimer: Yeah we own nothing. Actually... Lyssa's got Matt, and Tom is mine, whether he (and his lawyers) like it or not.
Chapter 5 (Sorry for the long a/n people)
The next morning came (finally) and both Hermione and Draco were feeling quite good about each other. Draco woke up early, around 7:30, he was an early riser, and slowly climbed out of bed.
He crept quietly to his suitcase so as not to wake Hermione and pulled out a black t-shirt and a pair of khakis. Draco left the room and walked down to the bathroom where he dressed quickly and wet his hair to get rid of the bed head look. He let it fall over his eyes like he had been doing for most of the summer vacation since it was a nice look. (Think Leonardo DiCaprio in Romeo and Juliet). He then proceeded to head down the stairs to eat a quick breakfast of toast with green mint jam.
Not used to the whole cooking thing yet, Draco accidentally knocked over some pots and pans while trying to get the bread. They fell to the floor with a clatter and Draco hastily shoved them back into the cabinet.
"I'm definitely not used to the whole cooking thing." After finally making the toast, Draco sat down at the table to eat.
"That's disgusting." A voice said from the doorway. Draco turned to see Hermione standing there, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"Oh, hey. Did I wake you?"
"Yeah, I'm a light sleeper, it's ok though." Hermione replied, taking a seat at the table. "But anyway, that's really gross."
"I happen to like it." Draco said matter-of-factly, spreading yet another glob of jelly onto his charred toast. "But if you don't like it, then why do you have it in the house?"
"My dad likes it. But it's still gross."
"Oh I see. Well it's an acquired taste. One must become accustomed to it before they can experience the true beauty."
"It's just jelly." Hermione said. "And anyway it's still really gross."
"Don't judge a book by it's cover Granger."
"I don't, I read it."
"Haha, very funny." Draco said, taking a bite of his toast. Hermione once again giving an incredibly disgusted look.
"Problem?" Draco asked.
"It's... green." Hermione replied.
"Well at least we know you're not color blind." Draco said sarcastically.
"Green, it figures, Slytherin color." Hermione spat.
"And what may I ask is wrong with being in Slytherin?" Draco asked snarling. He didn't mind when his food was insulted, but his house was a different story.
"Oh maybe that tiny little fact that they're all, oh, what's the word? Ah yes, evil!"
"Watch yourself Granger. I wouldn't advise you to go saying anything that can get yourself cursed." Draco said pushing himself away from the table. He turned sharply and left, heading out the back door to sit on the porch.
"Stupid witch. It's like one of those muggle roller coasters with her. First everything is fine then it all just drops downhill." Draco said to himself. The only reason he knew about the roller coasters was because he watched a special of them on the "tv" last night. "Why do I even bother?" Draco muttered to himself. "Fancying a girl like her will just get me hurt in the end."
Fiery: Aww! He's so cute!
Lyssa: Is he going to cry?
Random person in the audience: Wait- how can you guys talk to each other? Isn't she in the next room?
Lyssa: Easy; two tin cans and a string.
Fiery: Back on topic...Maybe *smirks*
Lyssa: Please, don't make him cry it'll be so damn OOC, the readers will be running away.
*** Hermione sat at the kitchen table and watched out the back window staring at Draco who was sitting outside.
"Why do you take everything so seriously?" She whispered. Hermione stood up and walked outside, sitting down next to Draco on the porch. "Hey." She said softly. "Listen I didn't mean to insult you like that." Draco sat silently watching the birds. "Draco, look at me. I'm sorry, ok. Is that enough for you?" Hermione asked, her voice raising. "Or would you like me to grovel and kiss your feet too?" Draco smirked.
"The latter would be nice." Hermione hit him softly. "Hey! Watch it!" Hermione gave a very Draco like smirk and messed up his hair with her hands. "Do you mind Granger?"
"No, not at all."
"I think I'm wearing off on you." Draco said.
"Good." Hermione said smiling. She leaned against him and kissed his cheek softly.
Lyssa: Wait that so did not happen! I'm taking over. *rewind sound*
"I think I'm wearing off on you Granger." Draco said.
"Good." Hermione said with a smirk. She stood up and headed back inside, her bathrobe swishing behind her. "It's early, I'm going back to bed. This time, don't wake me up." She called over her shoulder, disappearing inside the door.
Lyssa: *Smiling* That's better. Now I have some business to attend to. Oh Matthew!
***
Hermione climbed back into bed after looking at the clock, which read 8:30. She groaned. There was no point in going back to bed. So she grabbed a towel and headed into the bathroom where she took a quick shower.
'Hmm, it would be nice if Draco walked in right now.' 'Oh be quiet.'
She thought to herself as she washed her hair. The door then opened and Draco popped his head in.
"Hurry up Granger, I need to go." Then the door shut just as quickly as it had opened and nothing more.
'Damn. Why didn't he join me?'
'You are so sick. You're just lucky you had the curtain closed.'
'Damn my bad luck.'
'Ew.'
Hermione finished her shower and climbed out, drying off and heading back to the room with a towel wrapped around her body. However, Draco just so happened to be sitting on his bed when she walked in.
"Granger! Indecent exposure!" Draco cried, shielding his eyes as he left the room. "Warn me next time."
Hermione shook her head and got dressed pulling on a pair of white shorts and a blue tanktop. She then pulled on a pair of flip-flops and pulled her wet curls into a messy bun. She headed downstairs and ate some strawberry banana yogurt for a quick breakfast then went outside where she laid down in the hammock.
"Granger, what would you do if I tipped you over right now?" Draco said, standing next to her.
"I'd get up and slap you Malfoy." Hermione replied standing up. "Let's go for a walk."
"Would you actually slap me?" Draco asked.
"I have done so before, and I'll do it again. Don't tempt me." She threatened.
"I'll try not to." Draco said sarcastically. Hermione glared at him as she walked away. "Oh relax, for crying out loud. You take everything so literally. Lighten up."
"Look who's talking!" Hermione screeched. Draco cringed.
"Please do not screech like that ever again. You sound like a harpy." Hermione once again glared evilly at him and continued walking. Draco jogged to catch up with her. "Hermione, please calm down." Draco said placing a hand on her shoulder. Hermione turned around and looked at him wearing a disgruntled expression.
"I am calm." She said through clenched teeth.
"Doesn't look like it." Draco reached up and brushed a loose strand of hair away from her face. "Now then, let's go do something fun. Where's a place where it's really quiet, hard to see, and no one goes there often?"
"Uh, Draco... I don't know what you have in mind, but I'm not that kind of girl."
"You've got a sick mind Hermione. Don't worry." He patted her arm reassuringly, while rolling his eyes. "Now, tell me. Where could we find such a place?"
"Um. The old park a block over." Hermione said, pointing in the direction of some tall pine trees surrounding a clearing the size of a football (soccer) field with a run down jungle gym.
"Ok, you go there and I'll meet you there in five minutes." Draco said.
"What are you planning?" Hermione asked curiously.
Draco just gave her a sly smile, winked, and turned elegantly on his heel walking away.
Lyssa: Oh Matt! Oh Matt! Yes baby yes!
Fiery: *Disgustedly* For crying out loud! Put the can down of you're going to do that!
Lyssa: Sorry! *Loud clink of can falling out the window in the room next door, followed by some giggling.*
***
Hermione sat on a bench in the run-down park, drawing designs in the loose earth with a long stick.
'What is he planning?' She thought to herself. 'And this really is a horrible park. It's very overgrown. No wonder no one comes here anymore.'
"Hey, wanna go for a ride." A voice whispered from behind her. Hermione yelped in surprise and jumped off the bench, spinning around to see who had spoken. It was Draco floating lightly behind her on his broomstick.
"Are you crazy?! You scared the living daylights out of me! And what are you doing? You're going to get caught!"
"No I won't Granger. Now calm down and hop on." He said to her.
"No, I refuse. I will not get on that unsafe, unstable. stick."
"First off, yes you will. Secondly, it is rather safe. Nimbus 2001s are some of the safest broomsticks out there."
"I don't care how safe they are!" Although, Hermione was actually quite unnerved about the safety of broomsticks. Infact. she had done a research paper on it (ofcourse). "If we are seen by Muggles, the Ministry will have quite a time having to erase all of their memories."
"Oh who cares about the Ministry, now climb on!" Hermione sighed, but climbed on behind Draco. "I suggest you hold on." He said to her. Cautiously, Hermione slipped her arms around his waist and held on. "That's better, now let's go!" Draco kicked off from the ground and took off into the sky. He flew around the park, weaving in and out of the overgrown bushes and trees. "Faster?" He asked.
"No! Please don't!" Hermione cried.
"Oh well, too bad!" Draco said with a laugh, picking up speed. Hermione screamed and closed her eyes, burying her face in the folds of Draco's shirt.
"Please Draco, slow down!" Hermione cried."
"Aw, you spoil all my fun." Draco slowed down the broom to a soft and easy speed. Hermione relaxed and watched the scenery. This park was a lot bigger than she had remembered.
'He smells good.' Hermione thought to herself. 'Must be some fancy wizard cologne. Yet it is quite enticing, probably liquid pheromones or something. Pity I know things like this.' Hermione thought to herself.
"Deep in thought?" Draco asked.
"Hmm? Yeah, this is very nice." Hermione said. Draco landed softly on the ground and helped Hermione off the broom.
"Glad you enjoyed it. Thought I'd do something nice for you. Very out of character for me but oh well." Hermione laughed softly.
"Yes it is very out of character." She hugged him quickly. "But thanks."
"What was that for?" Draco asked, his tone a mixture of confusion and amusement.
"I don't know. You were being out of character so I decided I might as well be too." Hermione said.
"Whatever strikes your fancy Granger." Draco replied with a sigh.
Fiery: That's a good expression. Fiery: I know. Fiery: You're pretty. Fiery: Why thank you! *bats eyelashes at herself in mirror.* You're pretty too! Fiery: Will you make out with me? Fiery: Sure! *slowly leans forward towards mirror, tongue outstretched, as we fade back into our scene at the park.*
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'You strike my fancy Draco. Oh! I'm so glad I didn't say that out loud.' Hermione thought to herself.
"Well, um, shall we head back to the house? Maybe we can go watch another movie or something." Hermione said, breaking the silence.
"Sounds good to me. What other videos do you have?" Draco asked, quite proud of himself for remembering the proper terminology for when discussing muggle movies, as Hermione had taught him. Hermione smiled.
"I haven't the slightest idea but we'll find something." She replied with a wink.
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A/N: That's it! I'm cutting this one short. I know we are making this story go really slowly but it's just that-
Lyssa: Oh yes! Yes!
Matt: You like that?
Lyssa: More! I want more! *moans* Oh yes!
Fiery: Ok, that's it's I'm going in there! *Stomps angrily to the door and shouts, throwing it open* I don't know what the hell you two are doing in here but you better stop because- *stops yelling as the sight before her registers in her brain (it can take a while sometimes) and she sighs in relief* Herbal essences?
Lyssa: Yeah! They are amazing! Matt here was just washing my hair for me! They're great.
Matt: Yep. When she said she'd never had an organic experience before, I just had to show her.
Fiery: Oh, alright then. You had me worried there for a minute As long as you're not doing anything... you know... innappropriate, for an R rating. *mutters under her breath about the ridiculousness of taking away NC-17.* I'll just go finish up the A/N and tell the readers to review.
Lyssa: Ok, no problem. Take you're time, I will be in here for a while.
Fiery: How come? How long does it take you to wash your hair?
Lyssa: Oh, not long at all. It's just, after this *grins slyly* Matt's going to show me the body wash!
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A/N: Uh... yeah. Sorry about that. I hope you liked this chapter! Please tell us what you thought! We have a good idea for the next one.... In fact, here is an excerpt from later [this] same day....
"Oh Draco! What large teeth you have!"
"The better to eat you with my dear!"
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A/N: Just kidding. Hehehe. When do I ever give sneak peeks? Thanks again for reading, and for reviewing! (hint, hint.)
~Fiery-chan~ * ~LyssaQuill~