A/N: Whee-hee! Here's chappie
3! Much more longer, I'd say and I'm pretty pleased with it. I actually
put dialogue in it, so you can see what their doing outside of their
thoughts. *lol* But I must say, I'm also really pleased with the review. I don't
have 1000 (nor did I expect to), but just knowing that some people take
the time to read it really helps and I hope more people take the time to read it
as well! *Hint hint, wink wink, nudge NUDGE!*
ALSO: I hope that it is isn't obvious. I mean, I've read some fics
and basically it's just Draco and 'Mione getting paired up in Potions Class and
I did not want that...although it would be fairly easy to write, but
anyways....here's chapter 3!
*Obsessions*
Chapter 3 ~ Switching Seats
"Ah, your early for class Mr Malfoy, 15 points to Slytherin,"
Snape's silky voice washes over me. I put on my famous sneer for him and
proceed, not even celebrating with my so-called mates about my achievement.
After all, it's just an act. The only reason that I act as Snape's precious
student is to wipe the grins off of the Gryffindors pathetic faces. And its
works, doesn't it? We gain the points (we being the Slytherins, of course), they
lose the points (they being the Gryffindors). It works magnificently, that is,
until those bloody Gryffindors snatch the House Cup from right underneath us.
It just isn't fair. I shouldn't have to put up with all of this. It might seem
strange, me, Draco Malfoy, complaining about life. It might sound like
I'm spoiled, but I'm not. Well...not too much. My 'mates' are still
congratulating me as I sit down beside an ugly brute, also known as Millicent
Bulstrode. It might seem like I'm too harsh to my own house-mates, but I can't
help it. "Shut up," I snap at the pathetic celebrators. They quiet
down at once and look at me, shocked. I sigh, realizing that these stupid prats
have no idea how much of an annoyance they are, and add, "I mean, it's only
fifteen points. We'll really celebrate when we win the cup!" They
begin to roar and cheer as the Gryffindors walk into the dungeons, and I know
I've done my job correctly.
Turning my head, I see her. My angel. She walks in, and immediately the
dungeons are full of warmth. Although she doesn't cast a look at me, I can tell
she knows I'm there from the odd, avoiding look on her face.
"All right," Snape begins. "Today we'll be going into partners to
work on a special kind of antidote."
I sigh yet again, knowing how boring this will get. Until a brilliant beyond
brilliant thought strikes me. I could be paired up with her. It might
seem a little obvious or predictable, but I still believed I had a chance.
Yawning with monotony, Snape starts to recite the names of the partners working
together. I eagerly await for him to say, "Mr Malfoy, you will go with Ms
Granger," or vice versa. As long as our two names were in the same
sentence, I would be fine.
"Mr Malfoy...switch seats with Ms Granger," the slimy git tells me.
"Malfoy, you'll go with Potter. Granger, you'll go with Bulstrode."
As long as our two names were in the same sentence, I would be fine. But
switching seats was not the scenario I had in mind.
Groaning exasperatedly, I gather my books, quills, and ink and head towards
Potter's table. She walks by, and as she does she throws a glance at me.
Taking the perfect opportunity, I smile sweetly at her, totally out of
character, and she seems completely shocked. Purposely I brush my arm against
her as she walks by, and she seems almost frightened.
Sitting down, I notice Potter glaring at me oddly. "What are you
looking at, Potter?"
Not really paying attention to him, I hear him stutter, "N-nothing, it's
just your --"
"What?" I interrupt. "Am I looking simply irresistible to
you? Are you head-over-heels in love with me? Well, sorry to break it to you
Potter, but I'm not interested."
Potter stammers and I hear him mutter, "I'm not gay!" as I look
over at her, who still looks slightly shocked. Smiling with satisfaction,
I realize that this isn't as hard as it looks. And I realize...that maybe, just
maybe, I'll get her after all.
A/N: Yay, this is somewhat longer than my last chappies and thanks for
all the reviews. I greatly appreciate them. Here are my individual thanks,
because even though there weren't that many reviews, I didn't even expect
to get a few, so I'd like to thank you:
KAOS - YES YOU ARE THE GREATEST! And you better not deny that or I'll
keep on telling and telling you until...you die. *lol* Yesss, they are
getting interested in each other now....fairly interesting, isn't it? Well,
thanks for reviewing once again!
EmiV - Yea, it's a bit hard to write in school 'cause the teachers are
looking at you and you're like "UH OH!" but it's going pretty good so
far, isn't it? *lol* Thanks for reviewing, I really appreciate it!
JAMTillDawn - Thanks for the *shudders* constructive criticism. As much
as I hate those two words strung together, yours did help. Although I didn't get
into third person or any of that because I simply don't like switching about too
much, I added dialogue and there'll be more in the future. Some chapters will
get really inside of their heads, and some will feature a lot of
dialogue, but I hope you don't mind that. Thanks again!
Oliver Lover - Don't worry....I updated by O/H story, so you
better rejoice! *lol* I'm glad you like this one, but off you go, go and read
Chappie 18 of "The 7th Year in Hogwarts - Oliver and Hermione" 'cause
it's up!
AND IF YOU WANT EVEN MORE....THEN YOU MUST....MUST....
REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!
(and please don't flame, because this is just my second D/H, so please
be gentle 'bout it. Thank you!)
Chapter 4 will be up soon!!
Oh, and before I forget...
REVIEW!
(Don't worry, I'm not spoiled either, I just wanna know if people
enjoy it! Thanks so much, I really appreciate it as well!)