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Hermione laid awake in bed. For some reason she couldn't go to sleep at all. She replayed all of today's events in her head. From her encounters with the manipulative Draco Malfoy, Neville's accident in Potions, and her sudden ability to hear people's thoughts. Why her? Of all people, why her? She did consider this ability as a gift. A rare gift indeed. There weren't that many witches and wizards her age that could develop this aspect of mentality. The ability to read minds was either possessed by the more advanced, sophisticated witches or wizards. If the ability was way too out of control to handle, it could kill the possessor or drive them into a deep insanity. Hermione read this in a book titled " The Inner Visions of the Mind" in the library during her fifth year.
The only problem was that she didn't know how she developed this in the first place. Wait a second, Neville and her hand. Her hand glowed. It just had to be what Neville spilt on her. The problem was that she didn't know what potion he actually spilt on her. Shit, why did he have to be so clumsy? But every Gryfinndor always had a soft spot for him and couldn't help but love the guy. She could never bring her self to even dislike him.
She rolled over on her bed, shutting her eyes tightly trying to go to bed. She couldn't. Another thought raced into her mind. Why hasn't this new form of power gone awry on her yet? She was an amateur to this, but yet she feels absolutely fine. This was a highly difficult decision to make. She has to tell somebody. Right, before this gets out of hand? The first thing tomorrow she'll tell Professor McGonnagal. Or should she tell Harry and Ron first? Well, maybe not. Hermione opened her eyes and grinned slowly. This was going to be the first secret that Harry and Ron wouldn't meddle into in the first place and plus, they had some secrets of their own as well. She was going to have fun with this all right. Just look at what she did to Malfoy! He was completely at her mercy this evening, but of course that shall not happen again. Malfoy was too low and inconsiderate of anybody's feelings, why waste her time on him? Not unless he bothered her of course. Now that was a different story. She decided to ignore Draco from now on. He was nothing but trouble and an insensitive asshole.
' Well maybe a cute insensitive asshole.'
Hermione groaned and slapped her forehead annoyingly. No thoughts about Malfoy from now on! She wasn't going to deny it. Malfoy was indeed handsome. He really did change after his father died. It was like he was imprisoned in fear from all this time. It really was slightly hilarious though to watch Draco's eyes widened in apprehensiveness when his father bestowed his cane upon him and told him not to touch anything valuable. Now it was just…different. Malfoy was still Malfoy though. But she couldn't be…attracted to him? It defied all the meanings of right and wrong, it was also literally impossible. Draco thought he was superior to her in the lines of blood ties and intellect. How was she ever capable to love or care for a person like that?Draco was wrong for her and it never could work out. Anyways, it couldn't hurt to just think about it once in awhile, right?
Hermione decided to put her thoughts and feelings about Draco for tonight and relaxed against her satin quilted comforter. She was going to have some fun tomorrow and is going to take this as much as to her advantage as possible.
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Hermione groaned into her pillow as the ringing sounds of her alarm clock echoed and drilled its way into her brain. It was already 7:30 AM and she practically had to drag herself out of bed and gather her things. She needed a shower.
She opened her door slowly and looked out of her room. No one was there. Malfoy probably left already, but she didn't want another encounter like yesterdays. She shuddered a bit from the memory. Quickly, she passed the common and made her way towards the portrait hole when it opened.
Malfoy strode in as if a red carpet was rolled out before him. Again his hair was dripping wet and was wearing nothing but a green towel wrapped tightly around his waist. His upper torso was gleaming with moisture from his shower.
Hermione gulped slightly at the man standing before her. He looked like a resurrected Greek God standing in all his glory.
Instead of his usual insults of the day and his annoyingly sly smirk, Malfoy glanced at Hermione briefly before looking away. It was almost as if he was embarrassed or something.
They stood like this for about of couple of minutes when Hermione walked over to Draco and cleared her throat.
" I-I uhh, have to get out." She said a little apprehensively.
Without looking at her, he nodded slightly and walked past her, straight into his room. Hermione sighed and walked out the portrait hole and greeted the smiling mermaid on her way out.
Malfoy waited for the sound of the portrait door creak in the vast emptiness of his room. He smirked when he sound slammed shut.
' What a dumb ass.'
Granger was going to get hers today. He quickly got dressed and grabbed his wand off of the nightstand. He poked his head out of his doorway to make sure that she was really gone. He smirked again and walked out of his room and made his way down the small little corridor between his and Hermione's room. Draco pointed his wand right as soon as he reached Hermione's room.
" Vincire." He said and waited for the sound of the soft clink of the unlocked door.
He reached out his hand and took hold of the knob and turned slowly. It opened swiftly and the hinges creaked loudly and the slow pace of it being opened. Bingo. He was in.
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" Hey Hermione! You made it just in time before all the Belgium Waffles ran out!" Ron said as he took a helping of three waffles and a glass of pumpkin juice to go with it.
Hermione shook her head in amusement and sat down between to two boys tearing up their food. Harry was surprisingly hungry this morning as he poured more maple syrup heavily on his waffles and slathered a gob of butter on it messily. Ron was just stuffing himself with as much food as he can.
She looked at the two of them in slight disgust.
" Honestly, can't you boys learn how to eat properly with manners." She asked agitatedly.
Both Ron and Harry shot their heads up and looked at her surprisingly. Hermione laughed at the two as Harry's mouth was cover with syrup and powered sugar and Ron had a piece of waffle and syrup stuck at the corner of his mouth.
" Huh?" the both asked at the same time.
" Nothing! Honestly!" Hermione sighed and grabbed the last waffle before Neville did. She smirked triumphantly at him as he looked away and blushed.
" Right, anyways Ron, as I was saying, you need to fill in for Charlie as chaser in the next Quidditch match against Slytherin. Then we'll rotate Seamus in your position as keeper." Harry said returning to his meal.
" Why are we switching around?" Ron asked curiously.
" Because! That way you can keep your eye on Troy, the new Slytherin chaser. He already is intimidated by you in the first place, I just figure he'll have a good scare from you and we'll win!" Harry said happily.
Ron frowned. " Okay, tell why I shouldn't be offended by this?"
Harry grinned. " Oh shut the hell up Ron! You know you like to see Troy squirm anyway! Just try to knock him off his broom for a bonus, okay?"
Ron grinned back. " Yeah, I guess you're right! Troy is a bloody coward anyway!"
Harry chuckled and Ron laughed as they continued on for new strategies for the upcoming Quidditch match against Slytherin.
Hermione rolled her eyes in a bored fashioned manner as the boys droned on and on about the game. Speaking of Slytherin, Hermione's eyes wondered towards Malfoy's table. Her brow creased when she saw that he wasn't in his usual place.
' I wonder where he could be?'
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Draco grinned as he ran his hands over the blue silk material of Hermione's panties. After making that quick mental note last night, he intended to keep it.
His hand continued to rummage through Hermione's underwear drawer when he came across them. A pair of pink lacy panties similar to her black ones. His grin broadened as he quickly stuffed them into his pocket along with two other pairs. A bright blue one and red satin string bikini pair.
Hermione's room was similar to his own in a way except for the color. His room was green as her was red. Plus, this room was fit for a girl. He decided the hell with breakfast and raided her room for as much evidence as possible.
He tore apart her vanity, looking through her drawers and tossing her makeup supplies carelessly aside. Then he made his way to her bed and looked under it. Nothing. The closet was not an easily task.
He cast a charm making all of her clothes disappear and went through the boxes laying on a shelf in the closet. There was nothing but fashion magazines, photos of her and the golden trio, along with pictures of her family. He pushed the pictures aside when he came across one turned over. It was the last one in there too.
Curiously, he carefully picked it up and faced towards him and his eyes widened slightly. It was a picture of him. Why the hell would Granger have a photo of him?
He watched himself turn away from the person taking the picture and he grinned. Again it repeated.
He smirked. He could use this little old thing after all. He put all the pictures back into the box and put them back in the closet.
Well, he was almost done with his search and walked over to the last thing he hadn't searched yet. Her desk. It was in the far corner of her room near the fireplace.
Her desk was neatly organized and a device was lying of the surface too. He ran his fingers over the hard smoothness of the device and felt the grooves of the two small speakers next to it. Next to the device were a couple of flat square shaped figures. He picked one up and was surprised when it opened. Inside was a circular object and he removed it from the place it was in. he examined it closely, taking a sudden interest on the reverse side of it. One side was a solid cover when the reverse side was clear and reflected the color of a prism. He put it back on the desk surface and shrugged. Must be a muggle thing or something.
He searched and rummaged through the drawers Hermione's desk had to spare and he sighed when he finished looking through the last one. Granger was absolutely clean. She didn't keep a diary at all.
" Fuck." He muttered to himself as he carefully removed a book from the drawer. It was the last item in there. He opened the cover and same her name across the first page, identifying that belonged to her. It was a romance novel. Draco scoffed. So typical of Granger and her book worm self.
He was about to put it back in the drawer when he noticed that the flap to the cover was loose. His brow creased as he pulled the flap down careful not to tear it. Inside the flap was a piece of folded parchment.
He pulled the parchment out and unfolded it.
' Probably a love letter from Weasley' he thought smugly as he opened the contents.
Boy was he wrong, as he eyes opened in amazement about who addressed this letter to Hermione. Draco smirked.
It was from Blaise.
~*~
Hermione laid her head down the table as Harry and Ron were still talking about Quidditch. Malfoy didn't come in at all and it was ten minutes before class started.
She hated to admit it, but she was starting to get a little worried. It wasn't like Malfoy to miss breakfast like this.
She got up abruptly and told Ron and Harry goodbye.
" Where you going, class starts in ten minutes." Harry asked interrupting Ron.
" Back to my dorm to get my book from the library. I'll be right back. See you guys in Charms." She said walking away from the table.
Harry and Ron shrugged and continued their conversation.
Hermione quickly made her way out of the Great Hall and down the corridor to her dormitory.
She couldn't believe it, but she was actually a little worried about Malfoy. Malfoy! Of all people!
Hermione sighed and made her way up the stairs to her dorm.
~*~
Draco grinned at the piece of evidence that was going to destroy Hermione Granger's reputation.
The letter was from Blaise. He didn't really like Blaise at all. He insulted Draco for being a joke to the entire school and the only reason that he ceased to exist was on his father behalf.
Draco frowned at the sudden memory and reread the letter again.
Dear Hermione,
Last night was unexplainable. I really don't know how it happened to begin with in the first place. I'm not even to suppose to associate with your type of people in the first place, but you're just different. Do I have any regrets? The answer is some because of the consequences to follow, but with you, no. I'm sure you're doubting my existence as well. I know you also have some regrets too, because you allowed a " lowly" Slytherin to take advantage of the situation. It was like all I was suppose to be just left me in that brief moment of passion. Seeing you the morning after wasn't a regret either, but more of my never-ending denial and circumstances to beckon me everyday now. I really would like to get to know you later on, but right now, the situation is too vulnerable. No one must ever know. It's for our own sake and I'm sorry. You know, you're not like any of the other girls that walk among us. You're unexplainable and I guess that intrigues me. It's something that I can consider as mine. Again, no one must know and we go back to just being ourselves for now.
-Blaise
Draco gaped in amazement. It was like Zabini was almost….falling for her.
Well, of course a dumb ass like Zabini would be capable in ending up in a predicament like this.
Draco smirked. He could get the both of them back. After all, they both deserved it.
He immediately got up and casted a cleaning and organizing charm on her room to make sure nothing was out of place. He stuffed the letter into his pocket along with her panties and got out of her room. He was about to head to his room when he remembered something. He didn't know her locking spell.
Aw hell.
Hermione stepped in front of the portrait and greeted Serena with a smile.
" Serena, did Malfoy ever leave the dorm? Because he wasn't in the Great Hall today."
Serena looked at Hermione caringly.
" No, Mr. Malfoy is still inside. You must care for him a lot if you're willing to check up on him."
Hermione laughed at Serena's comment causing the mermaid to look at her strangely. She clutched her side.
" I-I'm s-sorry Serena, but Malfoy is an pompous, egotistical jerk with no humanity in him. I just here to make sure he doesn't do anything to…Malfoy."
Serena nodded with an eyebrow cocked still looking at Hermione strangely.
" Oh, I'm sorry! Mer de Noms."
The portrait door opened to reveal her common room and she stepped inside.
' Oh shit!' thought Malfoy as he heard the familiar creak of the portrait door slam shut.
She's back.
Draco made a dash to his room and left his door open. He looked around and quickly gathered his things.
He heard Hermione's footsteps coming closer as he saw a shadow cast outside his doorway.
He looked at her briefly and looked away.
" Uh Draco, are you okay?" Hermione said making herself more visible and entered his room.
Draco nodded and looked at her strangely.
" Why the hell do you care for anyway?" he snapped.
Hermione looked hurt at his sudden mood change and frowned.
" Well, I just wanted to see if, well, if you doing something inappropriate." Hermione said, nervously wringing her hands together.
Draco wanted to laugh. This was priceless. This was his chance to get a piece of his glory back.
Even though he didn't seem to notice, Hermione caught on. He was up to something.
" Well, Mudblood? Does it look like I doing anything you shouldn't do?" he countered.
Hermione sighed. " Look Draco, this is stupid. Why don't we just go back to ignoring each other like we usually do and just stay out of each others way?" she said looking at him for his response.
That was it? She was going to give up that easily? No fucking way, she wasn't going to let off the hook that easily now. The game was just barely getting started.
" So, you're just going to give up just like that Granger? What happened on trying to seduce me? Did you finally figure out that I'm not that easily to get a hold of?" he asked smugly.
Hermione scoffed. " Trying to seduce you? Please Malfoy, get over yourself! You were the one hitting on me yesterday remember?"
Draco smirked. " Well, it sure didn't stop you from putting your hand down my pants now did it?"
His smirk widened as Hermione blushed at his last comment.
He strode over to her and placed his hands on her waist. She moved to protest, but his grip became firmer.
He sighed into her ear. She shuddered at the sudden impact of hot air against her skin.
" Come on, Granger, don't deny. You want me. I see it every time that you look at me in the mornings at breakfast. There's something between us, something kinetic."
Hermione scoffed again. " Kinetic, Draco? Are you sure you want to go there?"
He smiled. Not a smirk, but he smiled. She felt like melting into his arms as the smile played lightly over his usual darkened and angered features. She just died and went to heaven.
" Granger, just shut up." He said pulling her closer; closing off any gaps they had between them. His lips was just centimeters away from hers.
" Malfoy-"
" Shh." He said placing a finger on her lips and swiftly pulled it away.
' Well, it's now or never.' She thought as she wanted to figure out if Malfoy was playing her own game, or if was just fucking insane.
She moved her hand up and placed gently on his cheek and caressed it. He gently leaned into the touch and he couldn't take it anymore as he slowly placed his lips on hers.
It was like a sudden jolt, hitting her all at once. She was lost in the man named Draco Malfoy. She responded by letting down her guard and wrapped her arms around his neck. She felt his tongue brush against her bottom lip, wanting access. She obliged by opening her mouth slightly feeling his tongue push past and into her own mouth. She moaned softly at the sudden invasion and brushed her tongue against his. The kiss deepened more passionately as their tongues fought for dominance.
Hermione realized that was running out of air, but she didn't want it to end. Finally Malfoy broke the kiss and looked straight into her eyes panting and out of breathe. She was panting too. She touched her red swollen lips and grinned. Draco grinned back.
She leaned back in trying to gain access to her passionate realm, but failed as Malfoy backed up and laughed.
" Gotcha."
Hermione's faced faltered and she gaped at a grinning Malfoy.
She did lose. She was completely vulnerable with her hair mussed, her lips red and swollen, and her cheek held a tint of pink from the lack of oxygen. She got played. Fuck.
Malfoy walked back over to her and leaned into her ear. " You can't win this. Correction you won't."
He smirked and with one last glance, he chuckled at her sudden state and gathered his things and left.
" Never misunderstand me Granger." He added with the creak of the portrait door opening and slamming shut, making Hermione flinch.
She was embarrassed, but she smiled at his thought right before she let down her guard.
' She is beautiful.'
A/N: Sooo, what did you guys think? Please review! I just love to here your comments and your opinions about my story! They really do make my day and help me to continue! Wow! I already have 73 reviews. Now that really is something! Thank you's to MistressDeDraco, HarryPotterWanter, Firefly's Locket, and my friends Jade, Raven, Darian, Sierra, and Jules (You guys really know how to embarrass me!) Also to Gale, Kristina Chang, Crystalline Lily, Snapesgirl, Fiery Slut and the many more that reviewed thank you so much. Plus, I've made my self a deadline. I am now going to update every Friday. I will post no later than two weeks. So this is me signing off and again thanks. Use the force and click that review button at the corner of your screen! Kudos to every one!
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Next Chapter Spoiler titled " What I Like About You": Hermione decides to come out and play with her newfound ability and corners Draco for his little misdeed. Confessions are made and Draco confronts Blaise.
* Again till next time! Thanks! *
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Hermione laid awake in bed. For some reason she couldn't go to sleep at all. She replayed all of today's events in her head. From her encounters with the manipulative Draco Malfoy, Neville's accident in Potions, and her sudden ability to hear people's thoughts. Why her? Of all people, why her? She did consider this ability as a gift. A rare gift indeed. There weren't that many witches and wizards her age that could develop this aspect of mentality. The ability to read minds was either possessed by the more advanced, sophisticated witches or wizards. If the ability was way too out of control to handle, it could kill the possessor or drive them into a deep insanity. Hermione read this in a book titled " The Inner Visions of the Mind" in the library during her fifth year.
The only problem was that she didn't know how she developed this in the first place. Wait a second, Neville and her hand. Her hand glowed. It just had to be what Neville spilt on her. The problem was that she didn't know what potion he actually spilt on her. Shit, why did he have to be so clumsy? But every Gryfinndor always had a soft spot for him and couldn't help but love the guy. She could never bring her self to even dislike him.
She rolled over on her bed, shutting her eyes tightly trying to go to bed. She couldn't. Another thought raced into her mind. Why hasn't this new form of power gone awry on her yet? She was an amateur to this, but yet she feels absolutely fine. This was a highly difficult decision to make. She has to tell somebody. Right, before this gets out of hand? The first thing tomorrow she'll tell Professor McGonnagal. Or should she tell Harry and Ron first? Well, maybe not. Hermione opened her eyes and grinned slowly. This was going to be the first secret that Harry and Ron wouldn't meddle into in the first place and plus, they had some secrets of their own as well. She was going to have fun with this all right. Just look at what she did to Malfoy! He was completely at her mercy this evening, but of course that shall not happen again. Malfoy was too low and inconsiderate of anybody's feelings, why waste her time on him? Not unless he bothered her of course. Now that was a different story. She decided to ignore Draco from now on. He was nothing but trouble and an insensitive asshole.
' Well maybe a cute insensitive asshole.'
Hermione groaned and slapped her forehead annoyingly. No thoughts about Malfoy from now on! She wasn't going to deny it. Malfoy was indeed handsome. He really did change after his father died. It was like he was imprisoned in fear from all this time. It really was slightly hilarious though to watch Draco's eyes widened in apprehensiveness when his father bestowed his cane upon him and told him not to touch anything valuable. Now it was just…different. Malfoy was still Malfoy though. But she couldn't be…attracted to him? It defied all the meanings of right and wrong, it was also literally impossible. Draco thought he was superior to her in the lines of blood ties and intellect. How was she ever capable to love or care for a person like that?Draco was wrong for her and it never could work out. Anyways, it couldn't hurt to just think about it once in awhile, right?
Hermione decided to put her thoughts and feelings about Draco for tonight and relaxed against her satin quilted comforter. She was going to have some fun tomorrow and is going to take this as much as to her advantage as possible.
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Hermione groaned into her pillow as the ringing sounds of her alarm clock echoed and drilled its way into her brain. It was already 7:30 AM and she practically had to drag herself out of bed and gather her things. She needed a shower.
She opened her door slowly and looked out of her room. No one was there. Malfoy probably left already, but she didn't want another encounter like yesterdays. She shuddered a bit from the memory. Quickly, she passed the common and made her way towards the portrait hole when it opened.
Malfoy strode in as if a red carpet was rolled out before him. Again his hair was dripping wet and was wearing nothing but a green towel wrapped tightly around his waist. His upper torso was gleaming with moisture from his shower.
Hermione gulped slightly at the man standing before her. He looked like a resurrected Greek God standing in all his glory.
Instead of his usual insults of the day and his annoyingly sly smirk, Malfoy glanced at Hermione briefly before looking away. It was almost as if he was embarrassed or something.
They stood like this for about of couple of minutes when Hermione walked over to Draco and cleared her throat.
" I-I uhh, have to get out." She said a little apprehensively.
Without looking at her, he nodded slightly and walked past her, straight into his room. Hermione sighed and walked out the portrait hole and greeted the smiling mermaid on her way out.
Malfoy waited for the sound of the portrait door creak in the vast emptiness of his room. He smirked when he sound slammed shut.
' What a dumb ass.'
Granger was going to get hers today. He quickly got dressed and grabbed his wand off of the nightstand. He poked his head out of his doorway to make sure that she was really gone. He smirked again and walked out of his room and made his way down the small little corridor between his and Hermione's room. Draco pointed his wand right as soon as he reached Hermione's room.
" Vincire." He said and waited for the sound of the soft clink of the unlocked door.
He reached out his hand and took hold of the knob and turned slowly. It opened swiftly and the hinges creaked loudly and the slow pace of it being opened. Bingo. He was in.
~*~
" Hey Hermione! You made it just in time before all the Belgium Waffles ran out!" Ron said as he took a helping of three waffles and a glass of pumpkin juice to go with it.
Hermione shook her head in amusement and sat down between to two boys tearing up their food. Harry was surprisingly hungry this morning as he poured more maple syrup heavily on his waffles and slathered a gob of butter on it messily. Ron was just stuffing himself with as much food as he can.
She looked at the two of them in slight disgust.
" Honestly, can't you boys learn how to eat properly with manners." She asked agitatedly.
Both Ron and Harry shot their heads up and looked at her surprisingly. Hermione laughed at the two as Harry's mouth was cover with syrup and powered sugar and Ron had a piece of waffle and syrup stuck at the corner of his mouth.
" Huh?" the both asked at the same time.
" Nothing! Honestly!" Hermione sighed and grabbed the last waffle before Neville did. She smirked triumphantly at him as he looked away and blushed.
" Right, anyways Ron, as I was saying, you need to fill in for Charlie as chaser in the next Quidditch match against Slytherin. Then we'll rotate Seamus in your position as keeper." Harry said returning to his meal.
" Why are we switching around?" Ron asked curiously.
" Because! That way you can keep your eye on Troy, the new Slytherin chaser. He already is intimidated by you in the first place, I just figure he'll have a good scare from you and we'll win!" Harry said happily.
Ron frowned. " Okay, tell why I shouldn't be offended by this?"
Harry grinned. " Oh shut the hell up Ron! You know you like to see Troy squirm anyway! Just try to knock him off his broom for a bonus, okay?"
Ron grinned back. " Yeah, I guess you're right! Troy is a bloody coward anyway!"
Harry chuckled and Ron laughed as they continued on for new strategies for the upcoming Quidditch match against Slytherin.
Hermione rolled her eyes in a bored fashioned manner as the boys droned on and on about the game. Speaking of Slytherin, Hermione's eyes wondered towards Malfoy's table. Her brow creased when she saw that he wasn't in his usual place.
' I wonder where he could be?'
~*~
Draco grinned as he ran his hands over the blue silk material of Hermione's panties. After making that quick mental note last night, he intended to keep it.
His hand continued to rummage through Hermione's underwear drawer when he came across them. A pair of pink lacy panties similar to her black ones. His grin broadened as he quickly stuffed them into his pocket along with two other pairs. A bright blue one and red satin string bikini pair.
Hermione's room was similar to his own in a way except for the color. His room was green as her was red. Plus, this room was fit for a girl. He decided the hell with breakfast and raided her room for as much evidence as possible.
He tore apart her vanity, looking through her drawers and tossing her makeup supplies carelessly aside. Then he made his way to her bed and looked under it. Nothing. The closet was not an easily task.
He cast a charm making all of her clothes disappear and went through the boxes laying on a shelf in the closet. There was nothing but fashion magazines, photos of her and the golden trio, along with pictures of her family. He pushed the pictures aside when he came across one turned over. It was the last one in there too.
Curiously, he carefully picked it up and faced towards him and his eyes widened slightly. It was a picture of him. Why the hell would Granger have a photo of him?
He watched himself turn away from the person taking the picture and he grinned. Again it repeated.
He smirked. He could use this little old thing after all. He put all the pictures back into the box and put them back in the closet.
Well, he was almost done with his search and walked over to the last thing he hadn't searched yet. Her desk. It was in the far corner of her room near the fireplace.
Her desk was neatly organized and a device was lying of the surface too. He ran his fingers over the hard smoothness of the device and felt the grooves of the two small speakers next to it. Next to the device were a couple of flat square shaped figures. He picked one up and was surprised when it opened. Inside was a circular object and he removed it from the place it was in. he examined it closely, taking a sudden interest on the reverse side of it. One side was a solid cover when the reverse side was clear and reflected the color of a prism. He put it back on the desk surface and shrugged. Must be a muggle thing or something.
He searched and rummaged through the drawers Hermione's desk had to spare and he sighed when he finished looking through the last one. Granger was absolutely clean. She didn't keep a diary at all.
" Fuck." He muttered to himself as he carefully removed a book from the drawer. It was the last item in there. He opened the cover and same her name across the first page, identifying that belonged to her. It was a romance novel. Draco scoffed. So typical of Granger and her book worm self.
He was about to put it back in the drawer when he noticed that the flap to the cover was loose. His brow creased as he pulled the flap down careful not to tear it. Inside the flap was a piece of folded parchment.
He pulled the parchment out and unfolded it.
' Probably a love letter from Weasley' he thought smugly as he opened the contents.
Boy was he wrong, as he eyes opened in amazement about who addressed this letter to Hermione. Draco smirked.
It was from Blaise.
~*~
Hermione laid her head down the table as Harry and Ron were still talking about Quidditch. Malfoy didn't come in at all and it was ten minutes before class started.
She hated to admit it, but she was starting to get a little worried. It wasn't like Malfoy to miss breakfast like this.
She got up abruptly and told Ron and Harry goodbye.
" Where you going, class starts in ten minutes." Harry asked interrupting Ron.
" Back to my dorm to get my book from the library. I'll be right back. See you guys in Charms." She said walking away from the table.
Harry and Ron shrugged and continued their conversation.
Hermione quickly made her way out of the Great Hall and down the corridor to her dormitory.
She couldn't believe it, but she was actually a little worried about Malfoy. Malfoy! Of all people!
Hermione sighed and made her way up the stairs to her dorm.
~*~
Draco grinned at the piece of evidence that was going to destroy Hermione Granger's reputation.
The letter was from Blaise. He didn't really like Blaise at all. He insulted Draco for being a joke to the entire school and the only reason that he ceased to exist was on his father behalf.
Draco frowned at the sudden memory and reread the letter again.
Dear Hermione,
Last night was unexplainable. I really don't know how it happened to begin with in the first place. I'm not even to suppose to associate with your type of people in the first place, but you're just different. Do I have any regrets? The answer is some because of the consequences to follow, but with you, no. I'm sure you're doubting my existence as well. I know you also have some regrets too, because you allowed a " lowly" Slytherin to take advantage of the situation. It was like all I was suppose to be just left me in that brief moment of passion. Seeing you the morning after wasn't a regret either, but more of my never-ending denial and circumstances to beckon me everyday now. I really would like to get to know you later on, but right now, the situation is too vulnerable. No one must ever know. It's for our own sake and I'm sorry. You know, you're not like any of the other girls that walk among us. You're unexplainable and I guess that intrigues me. It's something that I can consider as mine. Again, no one must know and we go back to just being ourselves for now.
-Blaise
Draco gaped in amazement. It was like Zabini was almost….falling for her.
Well, of course a dumb ass like Zabini would be capable in ending up in a predicament like this.
Draco smirked. He could get the both of them back. After all, they both deserved it.
He immediately got up and casted a cleaning and organizing charm on her room to make sure nothing was out of place. He stuffed the letter into his pocket along with her panties and got out of her room. He was about to head to his room when he remembered something. He didn't know her locking spell.
Aw hell.
Hermione stepped in front of the portrait and greeted Serena with a smile.
" Serena, did Malfoy ever leave the dorm? Because he wasn't in the Great Hall today."
Serena looked at Hermione caringly.
" No, Mr. Malfoy is still inside. You must care for him a lot if you're willing to check up on him."
Hermione laughed at Serena's comment causing the mermaid to look at her strangely. She clutched her side.
" I-I'm s-sorry Serena, but Malfoy is an pompous, egotistical jerk with no humanity in him. I just here to make sure he doesn't do anything to…Malfoy."
Serena nodded with an eyebrow cocked still looking at Hermione strangely.
" Oh, I'm sorry! Mer de Noms."
The portrait door opened to reveal her common room and she stepped inside.
' Oh shit!' thought Malfoy as he heard the familiar creak of the portrait door slam shut.
She's back.
Draco made a dash to his room and left his door open. He looked around and quickly gathered his things.
He heard Hermione's footsteps coming closer as he saw a shadow cast outside his doorway.
He looked at her briefly and looked away.
" Uh Draco, are you okay?" Hermione said making herself more visible and entered his room.
Draco nodded and looked at her strangely.
" Why the hell do you care for anyway?" he snapped.
Hermione looked hurt at his sudden mood change and frowned.
" Well, I just wanted to see if, well, if you doing something inappropriate." Hermione said, nervously wringing her hands together.
Draco wanted to laugh. This was priceless. This was his chance to get a piece of his glory back.
Even though he didn't seem to notice, Hermione caught on. He was up to something.
" Well, Mudblood? Does it look like I doing anything you shouldn't do?" he countered.
Hermione sighed. " Look Draco, this is stupid. Why don't we just go back to ignoring each other like we usually do and just stay out of each others way?" she said looking at him for his response.
That was it? She was going to give up that easily? No fucking way, she wasn't going to let off the hook that easily now. The game was just barely getting started.
" So, you're just going to give up just like that Granger? What happened on trying to seduce me? Did you finally figure out that I'm not that easily to get a hold of?" he asked smugly.
Hermione scoffed. " Trying to seduce you? Please Malfoy, get over yourself! You were the one hitting on me yesterday remember?"
Draco smirked. " Well, it sure didn't stop you from putting your hand down my pants now did it?"
His smirk widened as Hermione blushed at his last comment.
He strode over to her and placed his hands on her waist. She moved to protest, but his grip became firmer.
He sighed into her ear. She shuddered at the sudden impact of hot air against her skin.
" Come on, Granger, don't deny. You want me. I see it every time that you look at me in the mornings at breakfast. There's something between us, something kinetic."
Hermione scoffed again. " Kinetic, Draco? Are you sure you want to go there?"
He smiled. Not a smirk, but he smiled. She felt like melting into his arms as the smile played lightly over his usual darkened and angered features. She just died and went to heaven.
" Granger, just shut up." He said pulling her closer; closing off any gaps they had between them. His lips was just centimeters away from hers.
" Malfoy-"
" Shh." He said placing a finger on her lips and swiftly pulled it away.
' Well, it's now or never.' She thought as she wanted to figure out if Malfoy was playing her own game, or if was just fucking insane.
She moved her hand up and placed gently on his cheek and caressed it. He gently leaned into the touch and he couldn't take it anymore as he slowly placed his lips on hers.
It was like a sudden jolt, hitting her all at once. She was lost in the man named Draco Malfoy. She responded by letting down her guard and wrapped her arms around his neck. She felt his tongue brush against her bottom lip, wanting access. She obliged by opening her mouth slightly feeling his tongue push past and into her own mouth. She moaned softly at the sudden invasion and brushed her tongue against his. The kiss deepened more passionately as their tongues fought for dominance.
Hermione realized that was running out of air, but she didn't want it to end. Finally Malfoy broke the kiss and looked straight into her eyes panting and out of breathe. She was panting too. She touched her red swollen lips and grinned. Draco grinned back.
She leaned back in trying to gain access to her passionate realm, but failed as Malfoy backed up and laughed.
" Gotcha."
Hermione's faced faltered and she gaped at a grinning Malfoy.
She did lose. She was completely vulnerable with her hair mussed, her lips red and swollen, and her cheek held a tint of pink from the lack of oxygen. She got played. Fuck.
Malfoy walked back over to her and leaned into her ear. " You can't win this. Correction you won't."
He smirked and with one last glance, he chuckled at her sudden state and gathered his things and left.
" Never misunderstand me Granger." He added with the creak of the portrait door opening and slamming shut, making Hermione flinch.
She was embarrassed, but she smiled at his thought right before she let down her guard.
' She is beautiful.'
A/N: Sooo, what did you guys think? Please review! I just love to here your comments and your opinions about my story! They really do make my day and help me to continue! Wow! I already have 73 reviews. Now that really is something! Thank you's to MistressDeDraco, HarryPotterWanter, Firefly's Locket, and my friends Jade, Raven, Darian, Sierra, and Jules (You guys really know how to embarrass me!) Also to Gale, Kristina Chang, Crystalline Lily, Snapesgirl, Fiery Slut and the many more that reviewed thank you so much. Plus, I've made my self a deadline. I am now going to update every Friday. I will post no later than two weeks. So this is me signing off and again thanks. Use the force and click that review button at the corner of your screen! Kudos to every one!
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Next Chapter Spoiler titled " What I Like About You": Hermione decides to come out and play with her newfound ability and corners Draco for his little misdeed. Confessions are made and Draco confronts Blaise.
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