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Hermione couldn't wait to try out her new book, so she went to the library with several notebooks an THE book on hand. Fifteen minutes after she got there, Draco and his posse marched in through the door like they owned the place. Hermione opened the new notebook to the first blank page.
Now, let's see what this thing can do... Hermione thought. She started writing:
You are in a meadow, and right in front of you is Professor Snape, in a bright pink tutu, on a unicycle, singing the operatic version of "The wheels on the bus..." She wrote. As soon as she put a period at the end of her sentence, the words vanished into the paper. She looked up to catch Malfoy's reaction, and was surprised to see hin smile, and even chuckle.
"Goyle, you won't believe the absolutely hilarious thought I just had about Snape! I'll tell you all 'bout it tonight." He said, still chuckling.
YES! Revenge time! Thought Hermione, as she began scribbling more onto the page, this time, with something else in mind...
You go into your room, where you see a figure lying on your bed. It is Hermione Granger. She is wearing a dark green set of lacy underwear, and she looks up at you. Her eyes are hot with the desire burning within them. She stands, and walks to you slowly and silently. She begins to remove her bra, and when it is fully undone, she presses her body against yours. She kisses you, and you taste her with passion... She stopped writing. She thought that her words were worthy of a romance novel. The words vanished.
Draco was still walking through the library, having left Crabbe and Goyle in the potions section. He was looking through a book on Transfiguration, when of all things, the image of his room popped into his head. He sat down on the floor of the library, trying to shake the thought. Suddenly, he realized that in his mind someone was lying on his bed. He closed his eyes so that he could become fully involved with his dream. Then he saw the frizzy hair and dark brown eyes of Hermione Granger. He wanted to snap his eyes open that very second, but his mind wouldn't let him. The lusty dream continued and he felt himself succumb to it. The woman was driving him crazy anyway. Then he remembered it was Hermione Granger he was thinking about, and he snapped open his eyes. The thoughts, however, continued. He thanked whatever god was up there that he was wearing a robe, because he knew there had to be a tent in his pants by then.
Then, as abruptly as the thoughts began, they stopped.
What the HELL was that???????? Draco was more confused right then than he'd ever been in his life. He looked over at Hermione, who was looking through a book on Transfiguration. She looked up at him, and a sly smile spread across her face. She winked at him, and went back to her book.
Did... Did she just WINK at me? Draco was stunned by shy Miss Granger's outward, flirtatious action, though he knew she had to be teasing him. He walked out of the library, angry, turned on, and looking for Parkinson.
YES! It had worked and Hermione wanted to get up and dance for joy. She got up and followed Malfoy out of the library.
"Still thinking about Parkinslut, huh?" She caught up to him and said.
Draco blushed a bright shade of red, an almost never before seen action, and said "Excuse me, Mudblood, but I have better things to do." and tried to walk away.
But Hermione said something that made him stop:
"Oh, let me guess: You go into your room, where you see a figure lying on your bed. It is Pansy Parkinslut. She is wearing a dark red set of lacy underwear, and she looks up at you. Her eyes are hot with the desire burning within them. She stands, and walks to you slowly and silently. She begins to remove her bra, and when it is fully undone, she presses her body against yours. She kisses you, and you taste her with passion..."
When she trailed off, Draco turned to face her. He was redder than red now. He looked her in the eyes, and saw the mischief in them.
Those beautiful, chocolate brown eyes... HOLY SHIT, I HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!!!
That's when he ran. He ran back to his dorm, leaving Hermione standing there, laughing.
That book, she knew, was going to make her laugh a lot more very soon.
