Hello everyone, I know you really wanted this chapter so I typed it out as fast as I could...after my ABSOLUTELY HORRID day at school...Damn you Kai!!!! Damn you! Asshole...during Science, we just have to be partners and I hate that, well anyway, he was holding this ruler between his legs, and he turned and started rubbing it, and I started convulsing and yelling at him to stop, and thank god he did, and then he put his arm around my chair and then he put his head on my shoulder and it was a horrible class I felt like puking after...
Anyway, get on with reading the damn thing.
Disclaimer: I hate this...this whole, I don't own this crap, even though I should because I would write books about Draco and Hermione getting it on and everything and all that...and there is also this really cool Draco Malfoy at my school but I don't own him yet that damn as**hole wouldn't let me buy him...
~*~*
Draco literally rolled off of his bed. He groaned and pushed himself up, grabbing his black uniform slacks, white shirt and green tie..all his clothes for school.
Fumbling with the doorknob for a moment, he paused to get it open.
He took in a breath, and for a moment did not notice Hermione lying on the floor.
He stooped, then groaned.
'Trust the Mudblood to get so fucked over to go unconscious...' He thought as he walked over to her.
Yet he could soon tell that she wasn't merely unconscious...her skin was far to pale, and she was clammy looking.
He knelt down, and shook her rather hard. For some reason, he was taken aback at her beauty.
"Get up Mudblood, it is a school day!" He almost yelled at her.
She didn't get up.
She wasn't even breathing.
He put a finger on her neck; he almost shuddered with pleasure as his finger came in contact with her skin. She had no pulse.
Had...had she died?
'No, she wouldn't just die...' He reassured himself, and yelled at her once more.
"Get up!! Get up, Granger!!!"
She remained motionless.
Draco sat next to her, and moaned in an angry, but trembling voice, "Wake up right now!! Damn it Granger, GET THE HELL UP!!!"
He unwillingly placed a hand on her forehead.
Suddenly, she sat up with a huge intake of air, and more blood than necessary rushed to color her face.
Draco literally jumped and withdrew his hand.
She sat there, took a breath first, then coughed.
Blood spattered out of her mouth, staining the creamy marble a finely dotted red.
Draco watched, horrified.
She coughed again, then lay back, her eyes half closed, eyelids fluttering, about to cry.
She did, but her tears were a pinkish color, as they slid onto her cheeks and dropped onto the floor.
The next set, however, grew more red, until it was completely maroon...
The color of blood.
She blinked rapidly, and Draco too rubbed his eyes vigorously, finally opening them to stare.
But when he looked back, her tears were perfectly clear.
Yet she had stopped crying, her eyes shut.
She seemed asleep.
Draco put a hand on her waist and shook her, this time gently. "Granger?"
~*
"Granger?" Someone was shaking her. She opened her eyes slowly, but felt her energy rush back to her.
She recoiled and scooted clumsily away from the brown haired stranger crouching next to her.
It was him.
She blinked very quickly, yet in that millisecond, Draco Malfoy replaced the person.
"Wha-?" She stared at him, eyes wide with fear.
"Finally, someone has come back to life! I honestly thought you were dead. And then got all weird and died again. What the fuck happened?"
Hermione uncurled herself from the fetal position and poked his arm.
So he was real.
"What the hell was that for? You don't poke people!!! Especially Malfoys!" He peered at her. "I don't think you should go to school today, you're already very pale-"
She had scampered up and to the toilet.
Draco could hear her guts pouring out.
"Yep...not today. Could you go puke into a wastebasket or something, because I want to bathe." He told her.
She didn't bother to answer between retches.
Draco angrily glared, but couldn't help thinking she was absolutely gorgeous.
Why?
He didn't know...even though she was barfing her guts out, she was very beautiful...almost frighteningly so.
~*
Hermione set up a wastebasket with a plastic bag in it, a thin layer of the daily prophet on the bottom when Draco came out.
"I take it you're not coming to school today, eh Mudblood?"
Hermione moaned and went into her room. After several grunts, she came back out wearing long pants and a t-shirt, with a blanket.
"No."
"Are you going to the infirmary?"
"No. Maybe if I get sicker."
Draco left it at that. He walked out.
~*
When Draco came back from classes, he regarded Hermione who was lying sprawled on the couch with a finger tucked between the pages of a comic book called Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, and a walkman on a pile of more paperbacks.
He tapped her head and there was a sucking sound as she woke, trying to stop a dangerously teetering drop of spit on her lip.
"Don't read trash."
"It's not trash!" Her voice was hoarse.
"Right..."
He put it on the pile and said, "I'm going to bathe."
~*
Hermione was taking a bath for the third time. She had just finished shaving, and put the razor on the edge of the pool.
Swimming one more lap, she put her wrists on the edge. Right onto the razor.
She cried out, and pulled herself up out of the bath.
Her wrist was cut extremely deeply.
She tried a healing spell, but it was too big of a cut.
She bloodied her clean shirt while putting it on herself, and bloodied her pants also.
She went up to the main door, knowing Draco was in the Common Room reading her comics.
She swung open the door, and he looked up at her. "Uh, hi. Um, do you have any extra large band-aids?
He felt his face flush. He backed against the wall.
Blood. So much blood.
B-l-o-o-d.
But her blood looked different.
She looked good.
(blood)
Very pretty.
(blood)
"Help me..." she whispered, her eyes darting for something to help her predicament.
(blood)
He couldn't take it!!!
He almost skidded to her
(blood)
as he made his way there.
(blood)
He slammed her to the wall and she cried out.
(blood)
He forced her wrist up to his face, and stared at it for a moment. However,
(blood)
her eyes caught his and she took in a sharp breath.
(blood)
Fear was extremely evident,
(blood)
And he saw it.
(BLOOD!!!)
He pushed her wrist to his mouth.
And he drank the delicious fluid.
Her blood tasted different.
Could she-could she have been corrupted?!
No. Probably not.
But still that taste!!!
Hermione cried out more in surprise than anything else.
Draco's eyes had closed; an arm snaked around her waist. His left hand clutched her wrist. His mind blanked
He sucked it.
Unconsciously, he moaned. A moan of delight...
And lust.
Hermione made to squirm, but instead ground herself against him.
All the while aware of his lips on hers. His free hand was holding her back, arching her closer.
Suddenly, Hermione paused. He was growing warmer, and Hermione could feel his body...all of it...against hers.
She could feel him.
He was getting turned on.
It was like an awakening.
She screamed and pushed at him, but it was no use. He was too strong for her.
And she was weakening. Her blood was being drained.
She started to black out.
Draco stopped.
He looked at her, and saw she was about to die.
He had killed her!!!
'Oh god...oh god oh god I just killed someone with my hunger!!!' He thought, wildly searching for an answer. He immediately wasn't aroused.
His composure remained the same; only his mind was in turmoil.
He had done such a perfect job of hiding it; he had just ruined it!!!
How to fix?! HOW TO FIX?!
Only one way.
He grabbed the razor that had cut her wrist and slit his own...not wanting to use his teeth. He slid down the wall with her finally unconscious form and opened her mouth, letting both of their blood flow down her throat.
Sure enough, she moaned.
Her eyes flickered, and she made to get up. But Draco kept his wrist there, and she still made no move to stop him.
Finally, when he felt his skin sealing, he took it away and wiped the last of the blood on his shirt.
"YOU-MY GOD!! YOU'RE A...A VAMPIRE!!!" she screamed, scrabbling on the floor to get away from him, her nails clicking on the marble. She finally had come out of her coma.
"Wait!!!" He said, grabbing her waist and holding her there as she tried to stand.
She managed to get up, and took Draco with her.
"GET AWAY, YOU LET GO AND GET AWAY!!! I SWEAR IF YOU DO ANYTHING ELSE, YOU'RE ALREADY GOING TO BE IN A LOT OF TROUBLE!!! GET AWAY FROM ME!!!"
She screamed at the top of her lungs. She started dragging him towards the door as he held onto her waist. "I FEEL DIRTIED!!! OH MY GOD, I'M TURNING INTO ONE OF THEM!!! ONE OF YOU!!!"
"Wait!!! I'll explain it!!! Just stop being a bitch and wait!!! OW!!!" She had scratched him, but still couldn't get away.
Finally he yelled, his voice booming louder than hers had, though his head was in the crook of her back.
"YOU ALREADY WERE ONE!!!"
She stopped, Draco's arms wrapped tightly around her waist, one of her hands trying to clutch the marble, the other grasping for the doorknob.
"What?" She turned in his grip, and looked at him. Her face had tear stains.
"You already were one!!!" He said, a little softer.
"You're lying!!! NEVER!!!" Her face twisted in fright and anger.
"I will let go, if you listen!"
"NO!!!" She started to drag him again, finally reaching the knob.
With a last wrench of effort, he pulled her down onto the floor, holding her wrists with one hand and the other on her stomach. He put his knee on her leg.
"You already were a vampire!!! Or, half, anyway!!!" He said, his head over hers, his hair dangling close to her eyes.
"You're lying!!! I was not!!! Now let go!!!" But...she remembered.
The dream.
NO!! It had been a figment of her imagination!!! Nothing else!!!
"YES!!! You remember this morning!!! You were lying on the ground, and suddenly coughed up blood!!! Your tears were blood too!!! You see, you already had some in you!!! "
"You are a vampire!!!" He concluded, still staring at her.
"No." She said weakly, turning her face as best she could so he wouldn't see her crying.
"Fine, I'll prove to you!!!" He actually slit his finger open with his canine, and dangled it over her mouth.
He suddenly felt insane as nothing happened. But then, she by chance, chose that time to struggle, and he accidentally wiped blood on her right canine.
It elongated into a fang.
Hermione gave a wrenching cry as she found herself faced with the truth.
Draco suddenly didn't know what to do. He had never been turned INTO a vampire, it was always in his blood, from his mother.
Should he comfort her, or leave her there?
Before he knew it, though, he hugged her tightly to his chest as her frame was wracked with sobs of sorrow and hurt. She was speaking.
"How could I have been? But, I mean I never knew, how, why? I didn't do anything!"
"Shh...shh, just calm down. It's not as bad as you think!!!" He whispered into her hair.
"How would you know?! Have you been one your whole life?!" She yelled, but still holding onto him.
"Actually yes." He unconsciously filled his voice with irony.
Hermione sobbed harder when she heard him.
"Aww calm down!!!" He lifted her up, surprised at her light weight.
He walked out, noting he'd have to do something with the blood that now smeared the floors and one of the walls.
"Stop crying or I'll drop you on the couch!" He said, holding her away from his body.
She curled and tried to wiggle out, but did not stop crying, so he dropped her and she bounced a little when she landed.
Hermione looked up at him and said, "How could you be so callous? I'm, I'm...I'm not a human anymore!!!" and realizing what she had said, she reached out and started to claw him. "I'm-not-human-anymore!!! ARGHH! You bastard!"
Draco warded off her blows and replied, "You're not human, so stop taking it so humanly! Stop being so emotional! You shouldn't even have emotions!"
"Oh thanks a lot! A LOT!" However she calmed down a little, and stopped trying to hit him.
He sat on the couch next to her, after pushing her legs off the cushion. "So...how does eternal life sound? How do you feel Ms. Granger?"
She looked extremely huffy, then replied haughtily, "I'm hungry."
~*
At about nine-thirty, someone showed up.
Hermione was sitting on the couch, eating a blood-flavored lollipop given to her by Draco. He himself had one, and he sat in his armchair by the fireplace doing Transfiguration, while Hermione did her Potions on the sofa.
"I feel so weird. Just this morning I had a huge hankering for a cheese sandwich...and now I'm a eating a lollipop that's the flavor of blo-I mean cherry..." She had to substitute a word when someone popped through the portrait hole, and when she saw who it was, she swore under her breath.
Draco looked up, and his eyebrow arched.
Ron stayed by the portrait hole, obviously unsure. "Uh...Hermione, could I talk to you?"
She quirked her eyebrow at Draco, almost mocking, and he laughed.
Ron's extra sensory asshole vision perked up, and he watched Draco warily.
"Yes fool." Draco laughed again.
"Well I just wanted to say...uh," Hermione's eyebrow went up even further, "that I don't think our relationship will work out. I mean, you can't just punch people and expect to get away with it."
Draco grinned, and his eyes darted to Hermione, whose jaw was in the process of falling off.
She stopped it, however, and snapped it back up again. "Oh, I totally thought I would too!!! Damn!" she lowered her voice. "No, really...are you being extra slow today or something? Because I think you're being too stupid for this to be real."
Draco laughed.
"Oh but Ron baby, I was expecting to get away with it. However, I will say that you didn't get away with what you were doing...obviously, or you wouldn't have that nasty twitch in your face right now."
She looked down at her homework, seeing the answer to a question.
"That is all. You are dismissed."
He looked at Draco, who was chuckling, and to Hermione, who wasn't even paying attention anymore. He turned to go, but Hermione's voice called him back.
"Oh, and Ron, they have special doctors who can help you get rid of that twitch, by the way. You should see one. While you're at it, ask him about a new face!"
He stumbled out of the portrait hole.
Draco and Hermione had a good laugh when he had left.
But she was still hungry.
~*~*
Sheesh, that took so damn long...well, review! And flame...I guess...not preferred, but yeah...I'm desperate. Hey, well, I went shopping with my BF and her guy. Fun. Hehehe, then it was ruined when I got a call from my ex-friends...who totally screwed me over (in a non horny way, you sick shits...) and they don't even know how...
Well whatevers. I bet one of them will send me a flame. Oh well. I most certainly WILL live.
And once again I've uploaded two chaps...for you moochers out there...
Well I LOVE YOU!!! if you review, fools...
Love isn't free,
SK
However, I don't love you if you're one of the exes up there.
Buh-Bye!
Anyway, get on with reading the damn thing.
Disclaimer: I hate this...this whole, I don't own this crap, even though I should because I would write books about Draco and Hermione getting it on and everything and all that...and there is also this really cool Draco Malfoy at my school but I don't own him yet that damn as**hole wouldn't let me buy him...
~*~*
Draco literally rolled off of his bed. He groaned and pushed himself up, grabbing his black uniform slacks, white shirt and green tie..all his clothes for school.
Fumbling with the doorknob for a moment, he paused to get it open.
He took in a breath, and for a moment did not notice Hermione lying on the floor.
He stooped, then groaned.
'Trust the Mudblood to get so fucked over to go unconscious...' He thought as he walked over to her.
Yet he could soon tell that she wasn't merely unconscious...her skin was far to pale, and she was clammy looking.
He knelt down, and shook her rather hard. For some reason, he was taken aback at her beauty.
"Get up Mudblood, it is a school day!" He almost yelled at her.
She didn't get up.
She wasn't even breathing.
He put a finger on her neck; he almost shuddered with pleasure as his finger came in contact with her skin. She had no pulse.
Had...had she died?
'No, she wouldn't just die...' He reassured himself, and yelled at her once more.
"Get up!! Get up, Granger!!!"
She remained motionless.
Draco sat next to her, and moaned in an angry, but trembling voice, "Wake up right now!! Damn it Granger, GET THE HELL UP!!!"
He unwillingly placed a hand on her forehead.
Suddenly, she sat up with a huge intake of air, and more blood than necessary rushed to color her face.
Draco literally jumped and withdrew his hand.
She sat there, took a breath first, then coughed.
Blood spattered out of her mouth, staining the creamy marble a finely dotted red.
Draco watched, horrified.
She coughed again, then lay back, her eyes half closed, eyelids fluttering, about to cry.
She did, but her tears were a pinkish color, as they slid onto her cheeks and dropped onto the floor.
The next set, however, grew more red, until it was completely maroon...
The color of blood.
She blinked rapidly, and Draco too rubbed his eyes vigorously, finally opening them to stare.
But when he looked back, her tears were perfectly clear.
Yet she had stopped crying, her eyes shut.
She seemed asleep.
Draco put a hand on her waist and shook her, this time gently. "Granger?"
~*
"Granger?" Someone was shaking her. She opened her eyes slowly, but felt her energy rush back to her.
She recoiled and scooted clumsily away from the brown haired stranger crouching next to her.
It was him.
She blinked very quickly, yet in that millisecond, Draco Malfoy replaced the person.
"Wha-?" She stared at him, eyes wide with fear.
"Finally, someone has come back to life! I honestly thought you were dead. And then got all weird and died again. What the fuck happened?"
Hermione uncurled herself from the fetal position and poked his arm.
So he was real.
"What the hell was that for? You don't poke people!!! Especially Malfoys!" He peered at her. "I don't think you should go to school today, you're already very pale-"
She had scampered up and to the toilet.
Draco could hear her guts pouring out.
"Yep...not today. Could you go puke into a wastebasket or something, because I want to bathe." He told her.
She didn't bother to answer between retches.
Draco angrily glared, but couldn't help thinking she was absolutely gorgeous.
Why?
He didn't know...even though she was barfing her guts out, she was very beautiful...almost frighteningly so.
~*
Hermione set up a wastebasket with a plastic bag in it, a thin layer of the daily prophet on the bottom when Draco came out.
"I take it you're not coming to school today, eh Mudblood?"
Hermione moaned and went into her room. After several grunts, she came back out wearing long pants and a t-shirt, with a blanket.
"No."
"Are you going to the infirmary?"
"No. Maybe if I get sicker."
Draco left it at that. He walked out.
~*
When Draco came back from classes, he regarded Hermione who was lying sprawled on the couch with a finger tucked between the pages of a comic book called Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, and a walkman on a pile of more paperbacks.
He tapped her head and there was a sucking sound as she woke, trying to stop a dangerously teetering drop of spit on her lip.
"Don't read trash."
"It's not trash!" Her voice was hoarse.
"Right..."
He put it on the pile and said, "I'm going to bathe."
~*
Hermione was taking a bath for the third time. She had just finished shaving, and put the razor on the edge of the pool.
Swimming one more lap, she put her wrists on the edge. Right onto the razor.
She cried out, and pulled herself up out of the bath.
Her wrist was cut extremely deeply.
She tried a healing spell, but it was too big of a cut.
She bloodied her clean shirt while putting it on herself, and bloodied her pants also.
She went up to the main door, knowing Draco was in the Common Room reading her comics.
She swung open the door, and he looked up at her. "Uh, hi. Um, do you have any extra large band-aids?
He felt his face flush. He backed against the wall.
Blood. So much blood.
B-l-o-o-d.
But her blood looked different.
She looked good.
(blood)
Very pretty.
(blood)
"Help me..." she whispered, her eyes darting for something to help her predicament.
(blood)
He couldn't take it!!!
He almost skidded to her
(blood)
as he made his way there.
(blood)
He slammed her to the wall and she cried out.
(blood)
He forced her wrist up to his face, and stared at it for a moment. However,
(blood)
her eyes caught his and she took in a sharp breath.
(blood)
Fear was extremely evident,
(blood)
And he saw it.
(BLOOD!!!)
He pushed her wrist to his mouth.
And he drank the delicious fluid.
Her blood tasted different.
Could she-could she have been corrupted?!
No. Probably not.
But still that taste!!!
Hermione cried out more in surprise than anything else.
Draco's eyes had closed; an arm snaked around her waist. His left hand clutched her wrist. His mind blanked
He sucked it.
Unconsciously, he moaned. A moan of delight...
And lust.
Hermione made to squirm, but instead ground herself against him.
All the while aware of his lips on hers. His free hand was holding her back, arching her closer.
Suddenly, Hermione paused. He was growing warmer, and Hermione could feel his body...all of it...against hers.
She could feel him.
He was getting turned on.
It was like an awakening.
She screamed and pushed at him, but it was no use. He was too strong for her.
And she was weakening. Her blood was being drained.
She started to black out.
Draco stopped.
He looked at her, and saw she was about to die.
He had killed her!!!
'Oh god...oh god oh god I just killed someone with my hunger!!!' He thought, wildly searching for an answer. He immediately wasn't aroused.
His composure remained the same; only his mind was in turmoil.
He had done such a perfect job of hiding it; he had just ruined it!!!
How to fix?! HOW TO FIX?!
Only one way.
He grabbed the razor that had cut her wrist and slit his own...not wanting to use his teeth. He slid down the wall with her finally unconscious form and opened her mouth, letting both of their blood flow down her throat.
Sure enough, she moaned.
Her eyes flickered, and she made to get up. But Draco kept his wrist there, and she still made no move to stop him.
Finally, when he felt his skin sealing, he took it away and wiped the last of the blood on his shirt.
"YOU-MY GOD!! YOU'RE A...A VAMPIRE!!!" she screamed, scrabbling on the floor to get away from him, her nails clicking on the marble. She finally had come out of her coma.
"Wait!!!" He said, grabbing her waist and holding her there as she tried to stand.
She managed to get up, and took Draco with her.
"GET AWAY, YOU LET GO AND GET AWAY!!! I SWEAR IF YOU DO ANYTHING ELSE, YOU'RE ALREADY GOING TO BE IN A LOT OF TROUBLE!!! GET AWAY FROM ME!!!"
She screamed at the top of her lungs. She started dragging him towards the door as he held onto her waist. "I FEEL DIRTIED!!! OH MY GOD, I'M TURNING INTO ONE OF THEM!!! ONE OF YOU!!!"
"Wait!!! I'll explain it!!! Just stop being a bitch and wait!!! OW!!!" She had scratched him, but still couldn't get away.
Finally he yelled, his voice booming louder than hers had, though his head was in the crook of her back.
"YOU ALREADY WERE ONE!!!"
She stopped, Draco's arms wrapped tightly around her waist, one of her hands trying to clutch the marble, the other grasping for the doorknob.
"What?" She turned in his grip, and looked at him. Her face had tear stains.
"You already were one!!!" He said, a little softer.
"You're lying!!! NEVER!!!" Her face twisted in fright and anger.
"I will let go, if you listen!"
"NO!!!" She started to drag him again, finally reaching the knob.
With a last wrench of effort, he pulled her down onto the floor, holding her wrists with one hand and the other on her stomach. He put his knee on her leg.
"You already were a vampire!!! Or, half, anyway!!!" He said, his head over hers, his hair dangling close to her eyes.
"You're lying!!! I was not!!! Now let go!!!" But...she remembered.
The dream.
NO!! It had been a figment of her imagination!!! Nothing else!!!
"YES!!! You remember this morning!!! You were lying on the ground, and suddenly coughed up blood!!! Your tears were blood too!!! You see, you already had some in you!!! "
"You are a vampire!!!" He concluded, still staring at her.
"No." She said weakly, turning her face as best she could so he wouldn't see her crying.
"Fine, I'll prove to you!!!" He actually slit his finger open with his canine, and dangled it over her mouth.
He suddenly felt insane as nothing happened. But then, she by chance, chose that time to struggle, and he accidentally wiped blood on her right canine.
It elongated into a fang.
Hermione gave a wrenching cry as she found herself faced with the truth.
Draco suddenly didn't know what to do. He had never been turned INTO a vampire, it was always in his blood, from his mother.
Should he comfort her, or leave her there?
Before he knew it, though, he hugged her tightly to his chest as her frame was wracked with sobs of sorrow and hurt. She was speaking.
"How could I have been? But, I mean I never knew, how, why? I didn't do anything!"
"Shh...shh, just calm down. It's not as bad as you think!!!" He whispered into her hair.
"How would you know?! Have you been one your whole life?!" She yelled, but still holding onto him.
"Actually yes." He unconsciously filled his voice with irony.
Hermione sobbed harder when she heard him.
"Aww calm down!!!" He lifted her up, surprised at her light weight.
He walked out, noting he'd have to do something with the blood that now smeared the floors and one of the walls.
"Stop crying or I'll drop you on the couch!" He said, holding her away from his body.
She curled and tried to wiggle out, but did not stop crying, so he dropped her and she bounced a little when she landed.
Hermione looked up at him and said, "How could you be so callous? I'm, I'm...I'm not a human anymore!!!" and realizing what she had said, she reached out and started to claw him. "I'm-not-human-anymore!!! ARGHH! You bastard!"
Draco warded off her blows and replied, "You're not human, so stop taking it so humanly! Stop being so emotional! You shouldn't even have emotions!"
"Oh thanks a lot! A LOT!" However she calmed down a little, and stopped trying to hit him.
He sat on the couch next to her, after pushing her legs off the cushion. "So...how does eternal life sound? How do you feel Ms. Granger?"
She looked extremely huffy, then replied haughtily, "I'm hungry."
~*
At about nine-thirty, someone showed up.
Hermione was sitting on the couch, eating a blood-flavored lollipop given to her by Draco. He himself had one, and he sat in his armchair by the fireplace doing Transfiguration, while Hermione did her Potions on the sofa.
"I feel so weird. Just this morning I had a huge hankering for a cheese sandwich...and now I'm a eating a lollipop that's the flavor of blo-I mean cherry..." She had to substitute a word when someone popped through the portrait hole, and when she saw who it was, she swore under her breath.
Draco looked up, and his eyebrow arched.
Ron stayed by the portrait hole, obviously unsure. "Uh...Hermione, could I talk to you?"
She quirked her eyebrow at Draco, almost mocking, and he laughed.
Ron's extra sensory asshole vision perked up, and he watched Draco warily.
"Yes fool." Draco laughed again.
"Well I just wanted to say...uh," Hermione's eyebrow went up even further, "that I don't think our relationship will work out. I mean, you can't just punch people and expect to get away with it."
Draco grinned, and his eyes darted to Hermione, whose jaw was in the process of falling off.
She stopped it, however, and snapped it back up again. "Oh, I totally thought I would too!!! Damn!" she lowered her voice. "No, really...are you being extra slow today or something? Because I think you're being too stupid for this to be real."
Draco laughed.
"Oh but Ron baby, I was expecting to get away with it. However, I will say that you didn't get away with what you were doing...obviously, or you wouldn't have that nasty twitch in your face right now."
She looked down at her homework, seeing the answer to a question.
"That is all. You are dismissed."
He looked at Draco, who was chuckling, and to Hermione, who wasn't even paying attention anymore. He turned to go, but Hermione's voice called him back.
"Oh, and Ron, they have special doctors who can help you get rid of that twitch, by the way. You should see one. While you're at it, ask him about a new face!"
He stumbled out of the portrait hole.
Draco and Hermione had a good laugh when he had left.
But she was still hungry.
~*~*
Sheesh, that took so damn long...well, review! And flame...I guess...not preferred, but yeah...I'm desperate. Hey, well, I went shopping with my BF and her guy. Fun. Hehehe, then it was ruined when I got a call from my ex-friends...who totally screwed me over (in a non horny way, you sick shits...) and they don't even know how...
Well whatevers. I bet one of them will send me a flame. Oh well. I most certainly WILL live.
And once again I've uploaded two chaps...for you moochers out there...
Well I LOVE YOU!!! if you review, fools...
Love isn't free,
SK
However, I don't love you if you're one of the exes up there.
Buh-Bye!
