Summary: For Harry Potter and the gang, it's their final year at Hogwarts.
Hermione is head girl, and Draco is head boy. Although they still hate each
other with a passion, after a few encounters between the two, it's getting
harder to resist what they really want.
A/N: This is my first Harry Potter story, so PLEASE be gentle with the feedback, but give it, nonetheless.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Not even the storyline, because I'm sure it's been done many times.
Note: * Means someone is thinking.
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The year was already off to a great start, she'd already been abused by Draco Malfoy, and now she had 1st period potions with him. She got to class two seconds before Snape got there, and barely escaped being lectured by him. She took a seat in between Harry and Ron, ignoring the sneers from Malfoy across the room.
"What's the matter 'Mione?" Ron asked, squeezing her hand.
"Malfoy."
Ron glared at Malfoy, who grinned at Ron, then turned around to talk to Goyle. Malfoy loved getting on people's nerves.
"What'd he do?" Harry asked.
"He was born, isn't that enough?" Hermione said, loud enough for Draco to hear.
Draco whipped his head around and shot death glares at Hermione; as well as Ron and Harry, who were laughing at her comment.
"Attention class." Snape roared.
Everyone stopped talking and paid attention.
"This year we're going to try something different. I've put all your names into a jar; I'm going to pair you off into partners. As partners, you will be working on all of your potions together, and sitting together...all year. Now, when I call your names, sit by your partners. Ron Weasley, Parkinson; Ginny Weasley, Crabbe; Granger, Malfoy; Potter, Goyle; As Snape continued on, Hermione felt like punching him; there was no way, she could be partners with Malfoy all year. As she got up to move next to him, she received sympathetic looks from Ginny, Ron, and Harry. Hermione dumped her bag onto her desk and practically dumped herself into the chair, refusing to look at Malfoy.
"This is gonna be fun." Malfoy whispered, just loud enough for only Hermione to hear. She looked at him, expecting him to have a scowl on his face, but instead, he was smirking at her.
"Do us both a favor Malfoy, and DON'T talk to me, otherwise, I might end up hexing you to death." Hermione whispered harshly.
"Awe, come on, this'll be fun." He snickered.
Hermione rolled her eyes and started writing down the day's lesson. After Snape explained the potion for the day, Hermione circled half of the ingredients and shoved the paper in his face, "You get these, and I'll get the rest." She said, a bit snob-like. Draco decided to ignore her attitude, for now, and got up to get the ingredients. After all the ingredients were gathered, they started on the potion. Surprisingly enough, all of the couples seemed to be getting along while making the potions...well, most of them.
Pansy was practically shouting orders at Ron, "Put that in first. No, put THAT in first! You're doing it wrong! It's gonna blow up; be careful!"
Ron's face was getting redder as he voice got louder, "Would you just shut up? One more word out of you and YOU'RE finishing it!" He screamed at the Slytherin.
Pansy looked taken aback, but quickly recovered, "Just do it right!"
Ron gritted his teeth, but continued with the potion.
Hermione was concentrating so hard on the potion, she didn't notice Draco staring at her. He watched as she carefully measured and pour everything, careful not to mess anything up. He studied her flawless face; her eyes, were chocolate brown, and had a way of pulling anyone in; her teeth were now perfect; her skin was a perfect tan color; and her hair was now straight and shiny, and reached the middle of her back. She had turned into quite a hottie in the last few years; however, she still didn't know how to dress. Draco shrugged off the thoughts of her and continued working on the potion.
"How's your wrist Granger?"
Hermione looked at him for a minute, before realizing what he was talking about, "Fine, no thanks to you. You almost broke it, you jerk!" She spat at him.
"Well, I guess it'll teach you to act better than me."
"I don't have to ACT, I AM better than you."
Draco clenched his fists, "You're asking for it Granger."
"Do you think you're gonna punish me for talking to you like that? Newsflash, I'm ALREADY being punished by having to be your partner all year!"
Instead of getting mad, Draco decided to use this to his advantage, "You know, you sound very stressed. You need to get rid of it, it's not good to keep it all bottled up...I can think of a few good stress relievers."
Hermione glared at Draco when he leered at her, "Yea right, like I'd ever let YOU touch me."
Draco studied her for a moment, "Don't be too sure, Granger."
Just as Draco said that, he dropped a large chunk of ginger root into the pot, and Hermione screamed, "NO, NOT THAT MUCH!"
The whole class turned to watch as the potion blew up, and landed all over the room, including all over Draco and Hermione. Black, thick, goop was dripping all over the room.
Snape casually strolled over to the pair, "It seems neither of you were paying attention to this lesson...detention tonight, in here, to clean this mess up! Be here at 7 sharp, or else." Snape threatened. He looked around the room, "Class dismissed."
Hermione turned to face Draco, "Now look what you've done! We have detention all because you don't know how to pay attention!" Hermione wiped the black goo off her face and stormed out of the room.
Draco grinned after Hermione left the room, "Detention with Hermione; this will be fun.
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Hermione stormed into Snape's room at exactly 7 p.m.; of course, Draco was already there, sitting at Snape's desk, nonetheless. Hermione glared at the smirk on his face, and took a seat as far away from him as possible, refusing to look at him. A minute later, Snape entered.
"Kindly remove yourself from my chair Mr. Malfoy." Snape said, with a hint of annoyance.
Draco got up, and went to stand in front of the desk, next to Snape. Snape glared at Hermione and she quickly got up and went over to him. Snape stared at the two teens for a moment, then finally spoke.
"Since you two helped in making this room such a mess this afternoon, you won't mind cleaning it up." He pointed to the closet, "You'll find brooms, dustpans, mops, and cleaning supplies in there. I expect this room to be spotless when I come back...in two hours."
Hermione whined, "I have to be stuck here with Malfoy for two hours?!"
Snape gave her a death glare and she quickly shut her mouth, "Sorry professor."
"Two hours." Snape repeated.
When Snape left the room, Hermione whipped around to face Draco, "This is all...your...fault! If you hadn't been the arrogant, know-it-all, spoiled little brat that you are, none of this would have ever happened!"
Draco just smirked at her, "You're pretty hot when you're mad."
Hermione growled at him, rolled her eyes, and stormed over to the closet. She threw open the closet, grabbed a broom and dust pan, and threw them at Draco, "Start sweeping, there is no way I'm doing this by myself!"
Draco caught the broom and dustpan and continued looking at her, "What makes you think I'm going to clean? Malfoy's DON'T clean." Draco said, arrogantly.
Hermione whipped her wand out, stormed over to Draco, and stabbed him in the chest with it, "Your going to help me; if you don't I'll hex you into next month!"
Quick as a flash, Draco grabbed Hermione's wand, pointed it at her, and backed her into a desk. Hermione held onto the sides of the desk to keep her balance. There was less than an inch of a gap between them. He towered over her and stared at her for a moment.
Finally, he backed away, and dropped her wand on the desk, "Careful where you point that thing Granger."
He grabbed the broom and started sweeping. Hermione had to take a minute to recover from that intensely close moment they had. She shook it off and went back to the closet and grabbed a rag and desk cleaner. After and hour and a half of blissful silence, Hermione started getting really hot. She tried to ignore the heat, but it eventually got to her. "It's bloody hot in here!" She said to no one in particular. She took off her robes and dumped them onto a nearby desk. She grabbed a stick that was used to stir the potions, put her hair up into a messy bun, then stuck the stick in her hair to hold it together.
Hermione smiled, "Much better."
"What are you bitching about....." Draco trailed off when he saw Hermione.
She was wearing a plaid skirt that came to her mid thighs, and a white button down shirt that was tied in a knot, exposing about and inch and a half of her stomach, which was flat, but toned. She had perfect, long legs, and flawless, tanned skin. A million seriously bad thoughts started racing through Draco's head and he had to mentally slap himself for thinking that way about a mudblood. Hermione turned around and saw Draco staring at her, and she immediately got very self-conscious.
"What are you gawking at Malfoy?" She rudely asked.
"Where did you get a body like THAT, Granger?" Malfoy kept staring.
Hermione crossed her arms over her chest, "Like what?"
"Words cannot describe it." He gave her a once-over with a look in his eyes, that kind of creeped her out.
"Stop looking at me like that!" She spat.
He did another once-over, then stopped at her face, "Since when do you wear clothes like that?"
"My clothes are always covered by my robes, no one ever sees it; I forgot I was wearing this." She replied, blushing a little.
"Not even Weasley?" Draco wanted to play.
"That's none of your business."
"I'll take that as a no."
"What do you care?"
"Have you ever done anything remotely.....sexual with Weasley?"
"That is definitely none of your business."
"I'll take that as a no, too."
"For the last time, my sex life is none of your business!" Hermione spat.
Draco snorted, "Kissing a guy for 2.5 seconds hardly counts as a sex life."
Hermione glared at Draco, "I'll have you know, I'm a very good kisser." Hermione said confidently.
Draco took his chance, "Prove it."
"Huh?" Hermione was caught off guard with that comment.
Draco advanced on her, backing her into the wall, "Prove it."
Hermione started to panic when she realized that she was trapped, and Draco's lips were dangerously close to hers, "Umm...what are you doing?" Hermione stuttered.
Draco lowered his head until his lips were level with hers, and only about an inch away, "Kissing you."
He brought his mouth down to her lips kissing them gently tempting her to allow him to have more. At first, Hermione tried to push him away, but he put his arms around her waist and held her in place. The feeling of his colds hands on her warm skin, made Hermione stop trying to get away, and she let out a barely audible moan, but of course, Draco heard it. He smiled, and deepened the kiss, coaxing her mouth open with his tongue. *Hermione, what the hell are you doing?!* Hermione thought. *You're kissing Draco Malfoy! You hate him; what about Ron?* Draco's tongue explored every inch of Hermione's mouth, before she pushed him away with all her force, and...as expected, she slapped him.
"What the hell are you doing?!" She spat.
Draco rubbed his cheek tenderly, "Exactly what you wanted."
"That's NOT what I wanted!"
Again, Draco advanced on her, but stopped right before she ran into the wall, "That's exactly what you wanted! This whole time you've been with Weasley, thinking that you love him and you're happy with him, but deep inside, you want more. You can honestly tell me that you're happy with Ron?"
"Yes, I am!"
"Then why'd you kiss me like that?"
"What are you talking about? YOU kissed ME!"
"Yes, but you let me." This time, Draco stepped closer too her, making her hit the wall...again. He closed the gap between them, but instead of kissing her, he gently put his hands on her hips, like he was hesitating, waiting for her to protest.
"Stop..."
Draco put his finger to Hermione's lips, "Shh, don't talk...just feel." He whispered in her ear, then nibbled on it for a split second, but long enough to make every nerve ending she had, stand on end. His hands moved from her hips, down to her thighs, while he traced her collarbone with his lips.
*Make him stop!* Hermione was screaming to herself. *Shut the hell up, you stupid idiot!* Her other half screamed back at her. Hermione wanted so badly to push him away, but she wanted him to continue more. No one had ever made her feel this way before, and she wasn't ready to stop feeling it.
Draco trailed kisses up her neck, under her chin, stopping, just under her lips. He kissed her bottom lip, then traced her lips with his tongue, before finally kissing her, to which she instantly responded. She knew this would have serious consequences, but at this point, she didn't care. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and darted her tongue out to battle with his. Then, like clockwork, the classroom door opened, and in stepped Snape, with a disgusted look on his face.
"What is going on in here!?"
Hermione immediately pushed Draco away, grabbed her robes, and ran passed Snape, and out the door.
Draco sighed, and looked at Snape, "Sorry professor."
"Mr. Malfoy, this is HARDLY the place for...stuff like that!"
"Yes sir."
"This room looks clean. I guess you can leave. Remember, I don't want to see anymore of that inside the class rooms!"
"Yes sir." Draco repeated.
He sauntered out of the classroom, and when he was out of earshot, he snickered, "Jealous, Snape?"
Draco immediately headed straight for the place he knew Hermione would flee to; her room, "You're not getting away from me that easily, Hermione; this is far from over.
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TBC...
(I want feedback!) :o)
A/N: This is my first Harry Potter story, so PLEASE be gentle with the feedback, but give it, nonetheless.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Not even the storyline, because I'm sure it's been done many times.
Note: * Means someone is thinking.
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The year was already off to a great start, she'd already been abused by Draco Malfoy, and now she had 1st period potions with him. She got to class two seconds before Snape got there, and barely escaped being lectured by him. She took a seat in between Harry and Ron, ignoring the sneers from Malfoy across the room.
"What's the matter 'Mione?" Ron asked, squeezing her hand.
"Malfoy."
Ron glared at Malfoy, who grinned at Ron, then turned around to talk to Goyle. Malfoy loved getting on people's nerves.
"What'd he do?" Harry asked.
"He was born, isn't that enough?" Hermione said, loud enough for Draco to hear.
Draco whipped his head around and shot death glares at Hermione; as well as Ron and Harry, who were laughing at her comment.
"Attention class." Snape roared.
Everyone stopped talking and paid attention.
"This year we're going to try something different. I've put all your names into a jar; I'm going to pair you off into partners. As partners, you will be working on all of your potions together, and sitting together...all year. Now, when I call your names, sit by your partners. Ron Weasley, Parkinson; Ginny Weasley, Crabbe; Granger, Malfoy; Potter, Goyle; As Snape continued on, Hermione felt like punching him; there was no way, she could be partners with Malfoy all year. As she got up to move next to him, she received sympathetic looks from Ginny, Ron, and Harry. Hermione dumped her bag onto her desk and practically dumped herself into the chair, refusing to look at Malfoy.
"This is gonna be fun." Malfoy whispered, just loud enough for only Hermione to hear. She looked at him, expecting him to have a scowl on his face, but instead, he was smirking at her.
"Do us both a favor Malfoy, and DON'T talk to me, otherwise, I might end up hexing you to death." Hermione whispered harshly.
"Awe, come on, this'll be fun." He snickered.
Hermione rolled her eyes and started writing down the day's lesson. After Snape explained the potion for the day, Hermione circled half of the ingredients and shoved the paper in his face, "You get these, and I'll get the rest." She said, a bit snob-like. Draco decided to ignore her attitude, for now, and got up to get the ingredients. After all the ingredients were gathered, they started on the potion. Surprisingly enough, all of the couples seemed to be getting along while making the potions...well, most of them.
Pansy was practically shouting orders at Ron, "Put that in first. No, put THAT in first! You're doing it wrong! It's gonna blow up; be careful!"
Ron's face was getting redder as he voice got louder, "Would you just shut up? One more word out of you and YOU'RE finishing it!" He screamed at the Slytherin.
Pansy looked taken aback, but quickly recovered, "Just do it right!"
Ron gritted his teeth, but continued with the potion.
Hermione was concentrating so hard on the potion, she didn't notice Draco staring at her. He watched as she carefully measured and pour everything, careful not to mess anything up. He studied her flawless face; her eyes, were chocolate brown, and had a way of pulling anyone in; her teeth were now perfect; her skin was a perfect tan color; and her hair was now straight and shiny, and reached the middle of her back. She had turned into quite a hottie in the last few years; however, she still didn't know how to dress. Draco shrugged off the thoughts of her and continued working on the potion.
"How's your wrist Granger?"
Hermione looked at him for a minute, before realizing what he was talking about, "Fine, no thanks to you. You almost broke it, you jerk!" She spat at him.
"Well, I guess it'll teach you to act better than me."
"I don't have to ACT, I AM better than you."
Draco clenched his fists, "You're asking for it Granger."
"Do you think you're gonna punish me for talking to you like that? Newsflash, I'm ALREADY being punished by having to be your partner all year!"
Instead of getting mad, Draco decided to use this to his advantage, "You know, you sound very stressed. You need to get rid of it, it's not good to keep it all bottled up...I can think of a few good stress relievers."
Hermione glared at Draco when he leered at her, "Yea right, like I'd ever let YOU touch me."
Draco studied her for a moment, "Don't be too sure, Granger."
Just as Draco said that, he dropped a large chunk of ginger root into the pot, and Hermione screamed, "NO, NOT THAT MUCH!"
The whole class turned to watch as the potion blew up, and landed all over the room, including all over Draco and Hermione. Black, thick, goop was dripping all over the room.
Snape casually strolled over to the pair, "It seems neither of you were paying attention to this lesson...detention tonight, in here, to clean this mess up! Be here at 7 sharp, or else." Snape threatened. He looked around the room, "Class dismissed."
Hermione turned to face Draco, "Now look what you've done! We have detention all because you don't know how to pay attention!" Hermione wiped the black goo off her face and stormed out of the room.
Draco grinned after Hermione left the room, "Detention with Hermione; this will be fun.
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Hermione stormed into Snape's room at exactly 7 p.m.; of course, Draco was already there, sitting at Snape's desk, nonetheless. Hermione glared at the smirk on his face, and took a seat as far away from him as possible, refusing to look at him. A minute later, Snape entered.
"Kindly remove yourself from my chair Mr. Malfoy." Snape said, with a hint of annoyance.
Draco got up, and went to stand in front of the desk, next to Snape. Snape glared at Hermione and she quickly got up and went over to him. Snape stared at the two teens for a moment, then finally spoke.
"Since you two helped in making this room such a mess this afternoon, you won't mind cleaning it up." He pointed to the closet, "You'll find brooms, dustpans, mops, and cleaning supplies in there. I expect this room to be spotless when I come back...in two hours."
Hermione whined, "I have to be stuck here with Malfoy for two hours?!"
Snape gave her a death glare and she quickly shut her mouth, "Sorry professor."
"Two hours." Snape repeated.
When Snape left the room, Hermione whipped around to face Draco, "This is all...your...fault! If you hadn't been the arrogant, know-it-all, spoiled little brat that you are, none of this would have ever happened!"
Draco just smirked at her, "You're pretty hot when you're mad."
Hermione growled at him, rolled her eyes, and stormed over to the closet. She threw open the closet, grabbed a broom and dust pan, and threw them at Draco, "Start sweeping, there is no way I'm doing this by myself!"
Draco caught the broom and dustpan and continued looking at her, "What makes you think I'm going to clean? Malfoy's DON'T clean." Draco said, arrogantly.
Hermione whipped her wand out, stormed over to Draco, and stabbed him in the chest with it, "Your going to help me; if you don't I'll hex you into next month!"
Quick as a flash, Draco grabbed Hermione's wand, pointed it at her, and backed her into a desk. Hermione held onto the sides of the desk to keep her balance. There was less than an inch of a gap between them. He towered over her and stared at her for a moment.
Finally, he backed away, and dropped her wand on the desk, "Careful where you point that thing Granger."
He grabbed the broom and started sweeping. Hermione had to take a minute to recover from that intensely close moment they had. She shook it off and went back to the closet and grabbed a rag and desk cleaner. After and hour and a half of blissful silence, Hermione started getting really hot. She tried to ignore the heat, but it eventually got to her. "It's bloody hot in here!" She said to no one in particular. She took off her robes and dumped them onto a nearby desk. She grabbed a stick that was used to stir the potions, put her hair up into a messy bun, then stuck the stick in her hair to hold it together.
Hermione smiled, "Much better."
"What are you bitching about....." Draco trailed off when he saw Hermione.
She was wearing a plaid skirt that came to her mid thighs, and a white button down shirt that was tied in a knot, exposing about and inch and a half of her stomach, which was flat, but toned. She had perfect, long legs, and flawless, tanned skin. A million seriously bad thoughts started racing through Draco's head and he had to mentally slap himself for thinking that way about a mudblood. Hermione turned around and saw Draco staring at her, and she immediately got very self-conscious.
"What are you gawking at Malfoy?" She rudely asked.
"Where did you get a body like THAT, Granger?" Malfoy kept staring.
Hermione crossed her arms over her chest, "Like what?"
"Words cannot describe it." He gave her a once-over with a look in his eyes, that kind of creeped her out.
"Stop looking at me like that!" She spat.
He did another once-over, then stopped at her face, "Since when do you wear clothes like that?"
"My clothes are always covered by my robes, no one ever sees it; I forgot I was wearing this." She replied, blushing a little.
"Not even Weasley?" Draco wanted to play.
"That's none of your business."
"I'll take that as a no."
"What do you care?"
"Have you ever done anything remotely.....sexual with Weasley?"
"That is definitely none of your business."
"I'll take that as a no, too."
"For the last time, my sex life is none of your business!" Hermione spat.
Draco snorted, "Kissing a guy for 2.5 seconds hardly counts as a sex life."
Hermione glared at Draco, "I'll have you know, I'm a very good kisser." Hermione said confidently.
Draco took his chance, "Prove it."
"Huh?" Hermione was caught off guard with that comment.
Draco advanced on her, backing her into the wall, "Prove it."
Hermione started to panic when she realized that she was trapped, and Draco's lips were dangerously close to hers, "Umm...what are you doing?" Hermione stuttered.
Draco lowered his head until his lips were level with hers, and only about an inch away, "Kissing you."
He brought his mouth down to her lips kissing them gently tempting her to allow him to have more. At first, Hermione tried to push him away, but he put his arms around her waist and held her in place. The feeling of his colds hands on her warm skin, made Hermione stop trying to get away, and she let out a barely audible moan, but of course, Draco heard it. He smiled, and deepened the kiss, coaxing her mouth open with his tongue. *Hermione, what the hell are you doing?!* Hermione thought. *You're kissing Draco Malfoy! You hate him; what about Ron?* Draco's tongue explored every inch of Hermione's mouth, before she pushed him away with all her force, and...as expected, she slapped him.
"What the hell are you doing?!" She spat.
Draco rubbed his cheek tenderly, "Exactly what you wanted."
"That's NOT what I wanted!"
Again, Draco advanced on her, but stopped right before she ran into the wall, "That's exactly what you wanted! This whole time you've been with Weasley, thinking that you love him and you're happy with him, but deep inside, you want more. You can honestly tell me that you're happy with Ron?"
"Yes, I am!"
"Then why'd you kiss me like that?"
"What are you talking about? YOU kissed ME!"
"Yes, but you let me." This time, Draco stepped closer too her, making her hit the wall...again. He closed the gap between them, but instead of kissing her, he gently put his hands on her hips, like he was hesitating, waiting for her to protest.
"Stop..."
Draco put his finger to Hermione's lips, "Shh, don't talk...just feel." He whispered in her ear, then nibbled on it for a split second, but long enough to make every nerve ending she had, stand on end. His hands moved from her hips, down to her thighs, while he traced her collarbone with his lips.
*Make him stop!* Hermione was screaming to herself. *Shut the hell up, you stupid idiot!* Her other half screamed back at her. Hermione wanted so badly to push him away, but she wanted him to continue more. No one had ever made her feel this way before, and she wasn't ready to stop feeling it.
Draco trailed kisses up her neck, under her chin, stopping, just under her lips. He kissed her bottom lip, then traced her lips with his tongue, before finally kissing her, to which she instantly responded. She knew this would have serious consequences, but at this point, she didn't care. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and darted her tongue out to battle with his. Then, like clockwork, the classroom door opened, and in stepped Snape, with a disgusted look on his face.
"What is going on in here!?"
Hermione immediately pushed Draco away, grabbed her robes, and ran passed Snape, and out the door.
Draco sighed, and looked at Snape, "Sorry professor."
"Mr. Malfoy, this is HARDLY the place for...stuff like that!"
"Yes sir."
"This room looks clean. I guess you can leave. Remember, I don't want to see anymore of that inside the class rooms!"
"Yes sir." Draco repeated.
He sauntered out of the classroom, and when he was out of earshot, he snickered, "Jealous, Snape?"
Draco immediately headed straight for the place he knew Hermione would flee to; her room, "You're not getting away from me that easily, Hermione; this is far from over.
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TBC...
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