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The thought of Hermione ran through Draco's head all day, he tried hard to get rid of them, but ended up shouting a couple of times. He laid on his bed, and looked up at the ceiling. Thoughts running through his mind non stop.
'I couldn't possibly. . .hell no. . .I just can't. . .' the thoughts that he wanted to clarify were all unsteady. He couldn't put them together, so he just let out a frustrated sigh.
He couldn't explain, literally. He never actually thought of her as "beautiful", but for some reason, here he was, his mind raving through what he saw.
"Oh god! Get over it okay? I can never like Granger, she's. . .n-not my type! Damn it!" he threw his pillow toward the door.
+ + + + + + The next day was training day. Hermione got a note in her inbox that she was put in the "Most Potential" group, and there was a list of the others she was to join. She was extremely pissed to see that Draco's name was actually on the list. But the way she was pissed was not as full of hatred as when she was in Hogwarts. It was lessened somehow. But by what? Hermione groaned and changed into their assigned clothes.
"Typical. . ." She paused "Black. . ." she said, looking through her first wardrobe (She has two wardrobes, her training wardrobe and her personal one), which was filled with black. But a very sexy black, that Hermione liked far better than those in Hogwarts. It had a deep cut in the front that almost showed her breasts, it had tight long sleeves, it was slick and traced her body perfectly. [And when I mean perfect, it was PERFECT]. It came with badass black boots. Hermione didn't know why she had to where this, it could've been worn on missions, but whatever the hell it was, she was loving it, she applied gloss and tied her hair up.
DAMN IT! SORRY ITS SOOO DAMN SHORT! I'M CURRENTLY ON THE NEXT CHAPTER, I JUST HAD TO DIVIDE IT EVENLY, OH WELL...NEVER MIND!
The thought of Hermione ran through Draco's head all day, he tried hard to get rid of them, but ended up shouting a couple of times. He laid on his bed, and looked up at the ceiling. Thoughts running through his mind non stop.
'I couldn't possibly. . .hell no. . .I just can't. . .' the thoughts that he wanted to clarify were all unsteady. He couldn't put them together, so he just let out a frustrated sigh.
He couldn't explain, literally. He never actually thought of her as "beautiful", but for some reason, here he was, his mind raving through what he saw.
"Oh god! Get over it okay? I can never like Granger, she's. . .n-not my type! Damn it!" he threw his pillow toward the door.
+ + + + + + The next day was training day. Hermione got a note in her inbox that she was put in the "Most Potential" group, and there was a list of the others she was to join. She was extremely pissed to see that Draco's name was actually on the list. But the way she was pissed was not as full of hatred as when she was in Hogwarts. It was lessened somehow. But by what? Hermione groaned and changed into their assigned clothes.
"Typical. . ." She paused "Black. . ." she said, looking through her first wardrobe (She has two wardrobes, her training wardrobe and her personal one), which was filled with black. But a very sexy black, that Hermione liked far better than those in Hogwarts. It had a deep cut in the front that almost showed her breasts, it had tight long sleeves, it was slick and traced her body perfectly. [And when I mean perfect, it was PERFECT]. It came with badass black boots. Hermione didn't know why she had to where this, it could've been worn on missions, but whatever the hell it was, she was loving it, she applied gloss and tied her hair up.
DAMN IT! SORRY ITS SOOO DAMN SHORT! I'M CURRENTLY ON THE NEXT CHAPTER, I JUST HAD TO DIVIDE IT EVENLY, OH WELL...NEVER MIND!