A/N: Thanks for those who reviewed! Thanks! So anyways, I don't own any of
the characters in my story.
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I headed toward the library instead of my dorm. I guess I just don't want to see Malfoy right now. Stepping into the library, I closed my eyes briefly and inhaled the scent of old paper. I never get tired of that smell. I smiled and looked over to Madame Pince. She was looking at me funnily. Oops. I guess she saw what I did. I smiled sheepishly and went over to my spot. I was surprised to see Harry there. He was writing in a black book.
"Hey Harry. What are you doing here in the Library?"
"Hey Hermione, I was just finishing my homework. I know, pretty weird of me to so that. It's really noisy in the common room, so I decided to come here. I just got here, actually."
"Oh, I see." I smiled to myself. Yes! Harry Potter was her in the library with me. I reached for a book, any book then sat down beside Harry. He seemed to be concentrating hard on what he was doing. I couldn't help but think about what I felt about him. Do I really love him? Or did I catch a bit of the Harry Potter mania? I don't know. I just stared at him and didn't realize it until Harry smiled and looked at me.
"I'm done with my homework. Thanks for staying with me Hermione."
"You're welcome Harry." I smiled back.
"Um, I guess I'm going back to the common room. How bout you Hermione?"
"Oh, I'm staying here. I wanna read some more. So good night Harry."
"Good night Hermione."
I watched Harry leave then I looked at where Harry was sitting. There was a black book. The black book Harry was writing in.
I know I'm not supposed to read it, but curiosity got the best of me and I opened it. I read the first few lines.
---- September 16
I know she doesn't like me. I'm just someone to here. I don't know why I even care. I mean, she deserves someone better than me, right? I don't know. I wish I had the guts to tell her what I really feel for her. Damn. Why again am I saying all this? Because I'm confused. When can I tell her? Where? How do I tell her? Why do I have these problems? Oh, forget it.
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It's Harry's journal.! My brow creased. Who does Harry like? Oh, my aching heart! Damn. He likes someone. If only I had a clue. I turned the page to the next day.
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September 17
There she was in the common room with me. You have no idea how I felt. I wish that moment never ended. Damn. I'm getting all mushy and stuff. It's just that I can't tell Ron how I feel. You know why? Because he feels the same way for the same girl. I don't' want to tell him what I feel for her. He might get mad at me. I don't' want to lose a friend that way.
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So Ron does like someone! This was getting interesting. But I wanted to read the rest of it back in my room. I hurried back to my dorm and plopped down onto the couch in the common room. Making sure I was comfy, I opened the book once more to read. I know I'm bad, so sue me. I turned to yesterday's entry.
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September 18
I watched her as she checked my homework. She was so pretty when she concentrated. I stared at her. I hope she didn't notice. She's so beautiful, and kind, and caring. She's also -- ---
"Hey! I was reading that!" I yelled when Malfoy pulled the book out from my hands. Fuck.
"I'm not giving you the book back."
"Why not?"
Malfoy pointed to his lips. He wants me to kiss him?! What's with him?
I sighed and planted a quick peck on his lips. "There. Can I have my book back?"
"Really Granger. After what happened you still don't know how to kiss? I thought you knew everything."
Damn. Don't you ever get on my nerves. "I don't know everything Malfoy. But I know how to kiss."
"Why don't you show me?"
I clenched my fists and walked up to him. Closing my eyes, I reached to kiss him. The moment our lips touched, I felt this tingling sensation once again and I deepened the kiss. Malfoy gasped closed his eyes, while I pushed my tongue into his mouth, imitating what he did to me a while ago. Malfoy wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer, rubbing his hands all over my body. I moaned when he touched sensitive spots, and I wanted him to do more. I ran my fingers through his silky platinum hair. He broke the kiss, gasping for air. I kissed his cheek, lightly going down till I reached the base of his neck. I licked the base, flicking my tongue the way he did. I heard Malfoy moan and he started rubbing my ass. I moaned too. Then I smiled. I know what to do.
I slowly unbuttoned his shirt and ran my hands all over his broad chest. I kissed it lightly, down his chest to his well developed abs. Once again, let me repeat what I said about Harry. Thank god for Quidditch.
I went back up to kiss Malfoy. Licking his lips, playing with his tongue, kissing him. My hands casually rubbed against his hardness, feeling it grow. One of my hands unbuckled his belt and the other unzipped his pants. Malfoy moaned into my mouth and I knew I was doing the right thing. Malfoy pushed my head down towards his erection, and I locked my lips, my smile widening. I lowered his pants, and looked at his hardness through his silk boxers. Reaching up, I rubbed it through the cloth and I got the response I want. I looked up at Malfoy, and he still had his eyes closed. I pulled the boxers down gently, slowly exposing his erection in front of me. My hands grasped him and I heard him moan once more. I kissed the tip, flicking my tongue out to elicit more moans out of Malfoy. I started rubbing him up, slowly at first, then it got faster and faster.
Then I stood up, picking up the book he dropped.
"What the- Granger! You start something you finish it!" I heard Malfoy's angry yells.
I peeked out of my room and smiled. "Yeah Malfoy. You start something, you finish it. You won't take long, would you?"
One point for me. I got into bed and opened the book to where I left off.
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September 18
I watched -- ---
I can't continue. I keep thinking of what I did to Malfoy. It was fun. But I couldn't help but think what would happen if I let it continue. Like I wonder what would happen if we really did it. I placed the book down and went back to the common room. Malfoy was in his room. I smiled, wondering what he was doing to fix his "problem". Okay, I admit I'm starting to think of Malfoy more often.
I peeked into his room and saw him undressing. I closed the door and knocked. Malfoy opened the door and glared. "What do you think your doing?"
"Nothing really. Need help?" I smirked at him, glancing down.
He looked at me, first with shock, then he looked as if he thought I was planning something. Actually, now that I think of it, what am I doing here with Malfoy? Oh well. Malfoy stepped aside and I went in.
************ A/N: How was it? Thanks a lot for those who reviewed.! Thanks! Sorry it this chapter was short. I decided to leave a cliffie coz I don't really know how to write the steamy stuff. Any suggestions? Please R&R!
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I headed toward the library instead of my dorm. I guess I just don't want to see Malfoy right now. Stepping into the library, I closed my eyes briefly and inhaled the scent of old paper. I never get tired of that smell. I smiled and looked over to Madame Pince. She was looking at me funnily. Oops. I guess she saw what I did. I smiled sheepishly and went over to my spot. I was surprised to see Harry there. He was writing in a black book.
"Hey Harry. What are you doing here in the Library?"
"Hey Hermione, I was just finishing my homework. I know, pretty weird of me to so that. It's really noisy in the common room, so I decided to come here. I just got here, actually."
"Oh, I see." I smiled to myself. Yes! Harry Potter was her in the library with me. I reached for a book, any book then sat down beside Harry. He seemed to be concentrating hard on what he was doing. I couldn't help but think about what I felt about him. Do I really love him? Or did I catch a bit of the Harry Potter mania? I don't know. I just stared at him and didn't realize it until Harry smiled and looked at me.
"I'm done with my homework. Thanks for staying with me Hermione."
"You're welcome Harry." I smiled back.
"Um, I guess I'm going back to the common room. How bout you Hermione?"
"Oh, I'm staying here. I wanna read some more. So good night Harry."
"Good night Hermione."
I watched Harry leave then I looked at where Harry was sitting. There was a black book. The black book Harry was writing in.
I know I'm not supposed to read it, but curiosity got the best of me and I opened it. I read the first few lines.
---- September 16
I know she doesn't like me. I'm just someone to here. I don't know why I even care. I mean, she deserves someone better than me, right? I don't know. I wish I had the guts to tell her what I really feel for her. Damn. Why again am I saying all this? Because I'm confused. When can I tell her? Where? How do I tell her? Why do I have these problems? Oh, forget it.
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It's Harry's journal.! My brow creased. Who does Harry like? Oh, my aching heart! Damn. He likes someone. If only I had a clue. I turned the page to the next day.
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September 17
There she was in the common room with me. You have no idea how I felt. I wish that moment never ended. Damn. I'm getting all mushy and stuff. It's just that I can't tell Ron how I feel. You know why? Because he feels the same way for the same girl. I don't' want to tell him what I feel for her. He might get mad at me. I don't' want to lose a friend that way.
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So Ron does like someone! This was getting interesting. But I wanted to read the rest of it back in my room. I hurried back to my dorm and plopped down onto the couch in the common room. Making sure I was comfy, I opened the book once more to read. I know I'm bad, so sue me. I turned to yesterday's entry.
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September 18
I watched her as she checked my homework. She was so pretty when she concentrated. I stared at her. I hope she didn't notice. She's so beautiful, and kind, and caring. She's also -- ---
"Hey! I was reading that!" I yelled when Malfoy pulled the book out from my hands. Fuck.
"I'm not giving you the book back."
"Why not?"
Malfoy pointed to his lips. He wants me to kiss him?! What's with him?
I sighed and planted a quick peck on his lips. "There. Can I have my book back?"
"Really Granger. After what happened you still don't know how to kiss? I thought you knew everything."
Damn. Don't you ever get on my nerves. "I don't know everything Malfoy. But I know how to kiss."
"Why don't you show me?"
I clenched my fists and walked up to him. Closing my eyes, I reached to kiss him. The moment our lips touched, I felt this tingling sensation once again and I deepened the kiss. Malfoy gasped closed his eyes, while I pushed my tongue into his mouth, imitating what he did to me a while ago. Malfoy wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer, rubbing his hands all over my body. I moaned when he touched sensitive spots, and I wanted him to do more. I ran my fingers through his silky platinum hair. He broke the kiss, gasping for air. I kissed his cheek, lightly going down till I reached the base of his neck. I licked the base, flicking my tongue the way he did. I heard Malfoy moan and he started rubbing my ass. I moaned too. Then I smiled. I know what to do.
I slowly unbuttoned his shirt and ran my hands all over his broad chest. I kissed it lightly, down his chest to his well developed abs. Once again, let me repeat what I said about Harry. Thank god for Quidditch.
I went back up to kiss Malfoy. Licking his lips, playing with his tongue, kissing him. My hands casually rubbed against his hardness, feeling it grow. One of my hands unbuckled his belt and the other unzipped his pants. Malfoy moaned into my mouth and I knew I was doing the right thing. Malfoy pushed my head down towards his erection, and I locked my lips, my smile widening. I lowered his pants, and looked at his hardness through his silk boxers. Reaching up, I rubbed it through the cloth and I got the response I want. I looked up at Malfoy, and he still had his eyes closed. I pulled the boxers down gently, slowly exposing his erection in front of me. My hands grasped him and I heard him moan once more. I kissed the tip, flicking my tongue out to elicit more moans out of Malfoy. I started rubbing him up, slowly at first, then it got faster and faster.
Then I stood up, picking up the book he dropped.
"What the- Granger! You start something you finish it!" I heard Malfoy's angry yells.
I peeked out of my room and smiled. "Yeah Malfoy. You start something, you finish it. You won't take long, would you?"
One point for me. I got into bed and opened the book to where I left off.
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September 18
I watched -- ---
I can't continue. I keep thinking of what I did to Malfoy. It was fun. But I couldn't help but think what would happen if I let it continue. Like I wonder what would happen if we really did it. I placed the book down and went back to the common room. Malfoy was in his room. I smiled, wondering what he was doing to fix his "problem". Okay, I admit I'm starting to think of Malfoy more often.
I peeked into his room and saw him undressing. I closed the door and knocked. Malfoy opened the door and glared. "What do you think your doing?"
"Nothing really. Need help?" I smirked at him, glancing down.
He looked at me, first with shock, then he looked as if he thought I was planning something. Actually, now that I think of it, what am I doing here with Malfoy? Oh well. Malfoy stepped aside and I went in.
************ A/N: How was it? Thanks a lot for those who reviewed.! Thanks! Sorry it this chapter was short. I decided to leave a cliffie coz I don't really know how to write the steamy stuff. Any suggestions? Please R&R!