Chapter 2 - Feelings.
Draco woke up with a start, he was in the library. The night before he couldn't sleep and he wanted to give the impression that he knew the potion and how to brew it like the back of his silky smooth hand. He hated people thinking he didn't know everything even if he didn't.
It was a Saturday so Draco knew they had no classes but still, he didn't want everyone to think he'd been in the library all night. They might think he needed to study that bad. He ran towards the dungeons where he went into his personal bathroom.
He slowly striped off while checking himself out in his wide, full length mirror. He looked down at his toned, pale body and remembered when he used to be scrawny. But the private training lessons for quidditch his father had paid for had his body looking muscular and sleek at the same time. He was still very short and hated it but most of the girls he had been with passed this off as cute. He had stopped the over-usage of gel, and cut it short so he could either spike it up to get the bad boy rebel look or leave it messy (even though every strand has it's place and doesn't dare to move) across his fore head.
He wondered if Granger had noticed his body, even though his brand new Silk robes hid his figure (supposedly making him look rugged and manly) he just thought no one could see his figure (even though most girls like to dream) he thought to himself. He knew he was hot. He could look like an angel and at the same time look like the devil and his overall thoughts were if you've got it, flaunt it.
Hermione had indeed noticed Draco's change and was secretly thrilled he had chosen her to be his partner. She wouldn't admit it but several times she had fantasized about him and wondered what it would be like to wake up after a raunchy night next to the slytherin sex god. She was pondering this when she realized she had walked into the Gryfindor common room and was sitting next to the fire across from Harry and Ron.
"Herm are you alright?"
She jumped and spun around only to come face to face with Ron. He had concern etched into his face and you could see confusion and a bit of nervousness and fear in his eyes.
"Sorry just spaced out at the moment. Did you wanna talk?"
"oh, um. Do you. Well I. I wanted to."
"Yes Ron?"
"wouldyougooutwithme?" Ron rushed, burning red like someone tipped him upide down and the blood was leaking into his head.
"What? Sorry, cant hear you."
"Would. You. Go. Out. With. Me?" Ron said slowly but his voice broke several times and his face went a couple of shades greener.
A rush of emotions hit Hermione. She liked Ron yes possibly as a boyfriend but right now her mind was occupied with a certain blonde haired boy. She pushed Malfoy out of her head and jumped up, ran over to Ron and kissed him softly, yet she hoped lovingly.
Ron however thought it was rather detached and pulled her head down once more, crushing her lips against his. Seeking her tongue with his, he let all his emotions of love; passion and lust seep out of him into his kiss.
Hermione didn't enjoy the kiss though she thought it was quite slobbery and it was obvious he wasn't experienced. Now Malfoy she thought would be wet yet dry and experienced. She shook her head again. I've got to stop thinking about him she told herself. She pulled away realizing she was already 5 minutes late to meet Malfoy mumbled something about the library and ran out the door.
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Draco got to the library early. As much as he tried denying it, he couldn't wait to see the new, hot Hermione again. She made his mind fuzzy. If my father could hear me now he thought He'd definitely remind me that feelings are a sign of weakness. He got to Hermione's private table (every one knew this was in a secluded spot up the back of the library.) and sat down to think. I've got to det her out of my mind Draco bent down to retie his shoe lace, Maybe if I seduce her I'll get over her. Yes that's it. My father wont need to ever know. Making up his mind in the seduction plan he impatiently pulled down a book of potions, knowing that it had the soul- switching potion inside, and started to read through it again.
10 minutes later he saw Hermione running towards him, She looked out of breath. But as he looked closer her face was red but her lips, those inviting lips of hers were swollen! Draco felt a rush of white hot jealousy burning inside him.
"Could you be earlier next time? I'd rather you would leave your make out sessions with pothead and weasel when you DON'T need to meet me for our project. I must say, I actually intend to get a good mark out of this."
Hermione lowered her head, although she swore she saw jealousy in his eyes but within half a second it was gone. She silently sat down and took out a piece of parchment, her quill and a bottle of ink.
"Okay" she said dipping the quill in the ink bottle, "we can get all the ingredients from the public stores for the students, and it takes 50 hours to brew under constant supervision! Oh no how are we going to do that?!"
"Easy, Hermione" She flinched as he said her first name. He pretended not to notice and continued, "We're going to have to stay in a room for 50 hours and we can take sleeping shifts and shifts to watch the potion."
Hermione gave him a suspicious glance, "I don't trust you. What if you do something to me while I'm sleeping?"
"Well," Draco drawled, "you can stay awake and have heaps of coffee if you want to but me, I'll be sleeping. And whose to say you want me to stay away form you?" he said suggestively.
Hermione reddened but still looked him in the eyes, "you just want me to feel intimidated don't you? Well I don't, so you can give up."
Draco silently got up and strode around the table leaning over Hermione close enough that there lips were a mere millimeter apart. He licked his lips and Hermione gave an involuntary shudder He slowly licked around the line of her own mouth and a low moan formed from the back of her throat.
Draco was also torturing himself he felt his pants tighten as Hermione closed her eyes in pleasure. He wanted to take her right this second and plunge into her but he knew he had to take things slow.
He lightly ran his hand up her well toned thigh, going under her skirt and coming to a pair of plain black underwear, his fingers grabbed both the sides and then realized what he was doing. Trying to regain his composure he managed to growl "I think I have got you a little intimidated. I'll see you around Mia." (A.N. - Mia is Draco's nickname for Hermione and if you don't like it review another one that sounds better!!)
Draco strutted out of the Library leaving a disheveled and frustrated Hermione.
A.N. - Sorry nothing much happened. And I had to put Ron/Hermione in there coz Rons gonna get cut soon and now he has a reason to.
Draco woke up with a start, he was in the library. The night before he couldn't sleep and he wanted to give the impression that he knew the potion and how to brew it like the back of his silky smooth hand. He hated people thinking he didn't know everything even if he didn't.
It was a Saturday so Draco knew they had no classes but still, he didn't want everyone to think he'd been in the library all night. They might think he needed to study that bad. He ran towards the dungeons where he went into his personal bathroom.
He slowly striped off while checking himself out in his wide, full length mirror. He looked down at his toned, pale body and remembered when he used to be scrawny. But the private training lessons for quidditch his father had paid for had his body looking muscular and sleek at the same time. He was still very short and hated it but most of the girls he had been with passed this off as cute. He had stopped the over-usage of gel, and cut it short so he could either spike it up to get the bad boy rebel look or leave it messy (even though every strand has it's place and doesn't dare to move) across his fore head.
He wondered if Granger had noticed his body, even though his brand new Silk robes hid his figure (supposedly making him look rugged and manly) he just thought no one could see his figure (even though most girls like to dream) he thought to himself. He knew he was hot. He could look like an angel and at the same time look like the devil and his overall thoughts were if you've got it, flaunt it.
Hermione had indeed noticed Draco's change and was secretly thrilled he had chosen her to be his partner. She wouldn't admit it but several times she had fantasized about him and wondered what it would be like to wake up after a raunchy night next to the slytherin sex god. She was pondering this when she realized she had walked into the Gryfindor common room and was sitting next to the fire across from Harry and Ron.
"Herm are you alright?"
She jumped and spun around only to come face to face with Ron. He had concern etched into his face and you could see confusion and a bit of nervousness and fear in his eyes.
"Sorry just spaced out at the moment. Did you wanna talk?"
"oh, um. Do you. Well I. I wanted to."
"Yes Ron?"
"wouldyougooutwithme?" Ron rushed, burning red like someone tipped him upide down and the blood was leaking into his head.
"What? Sorry, cant hear you."
"Would. You. Go. Out. With. Me?" Ron said slowly but his voice broke several times and his face went a couple of shades greener.
A rush of emotions hit Hermione. She liked Ron yes possibly as a boyfriend but right now her mind was occupied with a certain blonde haired boy. She pushed Malfoy out of her head and jumped up, ran over to Ron and kissed him softly, yet she hoped lovingly.
Ron however thought it was rather detached and pulled her head down once more, crushing her lips against his. Seeking her tongue with his, he let all his emotions of love; passion and lust seep out of him into his kiss.
Hermione didn't enjoy the kiss though she thought it was quite slobbery and it was obvious he wasn't experienced. Now Malfoy she thought would be wet yet dry and experienced. She shook her head again. I've got to stop thinking about him she told herself. She pulled away realizing she was already 5 minutes late to meet Malfoy mumbled something about the library and ran out the door.
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Draco got to the library early. As much as he tried denying it, he couldn't wait to see the new, hot Hermione again. She made his mind fuzzy. If my father could hear me now he thought He'd definitely remind me that feelings are a sign of weakness. He got to Hermione's private table (every one knew this was in a secluded spot up the back of the library.) and sat down to think. I've got to det her out of my mind Draco bent down to retie his shoe lace, Maybe if I seduce her I'll get over her. Yes that's it. My father wont need to ever know. Making up his mind in the seduction plan he impatiently pulled down a book of potions, knowing that it had the soul- switching potion inside, and started to read through it again.
10 minutes later he saw Hermione running towards him, She looked out of breath. But as he looked closer her face was red but her lips, those inviting lips of hers were swollen! Draco felt a rush of white hot jealousy burning inside him.
"Could you be earlier next time? I'd rather you would leave your make out sessions with pothead and weasel when you DON'T need to meet me for our project. I must say, I actually intend to get a good mark out of this."
Hermione lowered her head, although she swore she saw jealousy in his eyes but within half a second it was gone. She silently sat down and took out a piece of parchment, her quill and a bottle of ink.
"Okay" she said dipping the quill in the ink bottle, "we can get all the ingredients from the public stores for the students, and it takes 50 hours to brew under constant supervision! Oh no how are we going to do that?!"
"Easy, Hermione" She flinched as he said her first name. He pretended not to notice and continued, "We're going to have to stay in a room for 50 hours and we can take sleeping shifts and shifts to watch the potion."
Hermione gave him a suspicious glance, "I don't trust you. What if you do something to me while I'm sleeping?"
"Well," Draco drawled, "you can stay awake and have heaps of coffee if you want to but me, I'll be sleeping. And whose to say you want me to stay away form you?" he said suggestively.
Hermione reddened but still looked him in the eyes, "you just want me to feel intimidated don't you? Well I don't, so you can give up."
Draco silently got up and strode around the table leaning over Hermione close enough that there lips were a mere millimeter apart. He licked his lips and Hermione gave an involuntary shudder He slowly licked around the line of her own mouth and a low moan formed from the back of her throat.
Draco was also torturing himself he felt his pants tighten as Hermione closed her eyes in pleasure. He wanted to take her right this second and plunge into her but he knew he had to take things slow.
He lightly ran his hand up her well toned thigh, going under her skirt and coming to a pair of plain black underwear, his fingers grabbed both the sides and then realized what he was doing. Trying to regain his composure he managed to growl "I think I have got you a little intimidated. I'll see you around Mia." (A.N. - Mia is Draco's nickname for Hermione and if you don't like it review another one that sounds better!!)
Draco strutted out of the Library leaving a disheveled and frustrated Hermione.
A.N. - Sorry nothing much happened. And I had to put Ron/Hermione in there coz Rons gonna get cut soon and now he has a reason to.