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"DAY 3 EVERYONE! GATHER AROUND. . ." Winston said. "GOOD, OKAY. I THINK ALL OF YOU GOT THE MARTIAL ARTS YESTERDAY. WE'LL BE DOING MORE ON THAT LATER, TODAY. YOU'RE IN FOR A TREAT. . .TODAY, WE'RE GOING TO WORK ON HANDLING WEAPONS. GUNS, KNIVES. . .NAME IT, WE'VE GOT IT!" Winston said, cheerfully.
Draco smirked.
'Hmmm. Guns huh? I could take a fully loaded one and kill Carrie. . .Hell yeah! Or the knife and stab her or something!' Hermione made a delirious thought, but snapped back into reality with a shake of her head.
"WE WILL BE WORKING IN THE OTHER ROOMS. FOLLOW ME EVERYONE. . ." Winston got off the platform, and opened a sliding door to the next room. It was heavily equip, it had tables, each spaced equally. Mats that led to target practice, and earmuffs. And what's a training room without GUNS. 4 thick, effective guns on each table.
"I PUT A SPELL ON THEM TO NOT FOCUS ON KILLING PEOPLE AT THIS MOMENT, BUT THEY ARE VERY POWERFUL GUNS, AND I'M SURE YOU'LL DO JUST FINE. NOW. . . MALFOY, GRANGER, THE FIRST TABLE HERE. GAREN, SMITH, NEXT TABLE. AND SO ON WITH THE REST OF YOU! BEGIN!" Winston exitted the room.
Hermione took time to feel the guns, they were warm. 3 were all bigger than her palm, but there was one in particular that seemed a lighter and the right size of her palm. It was a lightweight black gun, fully loaded.
Draco appeared in back of her. "Badass aren't they, Granger? This place seems to get even better each day." Hermione made a small smile.
Draco put his earmuffs on right away, and polished the gun of his choice. And practiced holding it for a while.
"Okay. . . Not that I haven't seen guns before, but aren't they hard to maneuver? I mean. . ." "Maneuver? What the hell are you talking about? Look, Granger, just relax okay? Guns are easy, just watch the master at work. . ." Hermione scoffed. "Oh sure, the master that didn't know how to handle a punching bag. . ." she teased. Draco nodded with a smirk, he turned forward and aimed the gun at the target, which seemed to be a picture of a man with a bulls eye in the middle. Draco shot with a very loud noise, which made Hermione jump up a bit, the bullet directly punched through the middle, Draco made a satisfied, conceited smirk, took his ear muffs off and faced Hermione.
"See? Nothing to it. Here, try." Draco handed her the gun she was looking at earlier. "Erm. . .Maybe later, you might wanna take a few more shots. . ." Hermione said, flinging her hair back and crossing her arms.
"Hell no, Granger. You've got to learn somehow" Draco said, the gun still dangling on his hand. Hermione rolled her eyes and sighed. "Fine" she said, lifelessly and took the gun out of his hand.
"I can't really hold it steadily, I might hit Carrie over there." She joked, her hands shaking. "That'll be good for us both" Draco said, wiping the rest the of the guns with a cloth. Hermione took a deep breath, put the ear muffs on and aimed. Draco noticed that her hands were shaking crazily, barely held up properly. He smirked.
Draco walked over and stepped in back of Hermione, held her hands along with the gun and put it in a steady position, heading straight toward the middle. Hermione looked back at him and smiled, he smiled back at her. Draco moved in closer to make their bodies touch. His cheek again her head. He held her hands tighter, Hermione felt more comfortable. She felt warm against Draco, all of a sudden, all of her worries were washed away. She only thought of him, and so she focused on the gun and the target.
"Comfortable, Granger?" Draco said, their bodies closer than before. "Uh huh" Hermione purred. "Good. . ." He whispered back.
Carrie noticed them, and stopped what she was doing, starring at them. . .
"Okay, pull the trigger" He said. Hermione pulled it, and the bullet went through the middle. "See, like I said, nothing to it." He said, smiling at Hermione. She smiled back at him, gazing into his eyes, Draco took her ear muffs off for her. And swung a bit of Hermione's hair behind her back.
"You're pretty good. . ." Draco said, mixing his tone with a soft sexy whisper. His lips moved in, and so did Hermione's. "Learned it from the master, remember?" she made the same sexy whisper.
Carrie gasped.
Hermione gently stopped him by putting her hand on his chest. "Carrie's watching" she whispered. Draco stopped and looked at Carrie, with a pissed look, and let go of Hermione.
"How could you!?!" she shrilled, and ran out of the room.
Everyone heard and their eyes followed as she ran out.
"What the hell is up with her?" Draco asked Hermione, Hermione shrugged her shoulders.
"Well, whatever it was. She didn't have to run out of the room." Hermione smiled at Draco, he smirked back.
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The whole day, there was nothing else on Draco's mind but Hermione. He had suddenly loved everything about her, the smell of her hair. Her gorgeous body, her personality [no joke!] and most importantly, her speechless, radiant beauty. He smirked at the thought of her. How much he wanted to touch her, just feel her all over. He wanted to have her, to make her his. This was a very unusual feeling, a feeling of passion, a sudden sensation to please her. A feeling, something he refused to believe he actually had, but he did actually feel this way. It was the only explanation, it was. . .love.
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Hermione dove blissfully unto her bed with a really dazed smile on her face. She hugged her pillow, still smiling quite broadly. What had made her suddenly feel this way? It was more than a feeling of infatuation, more than a feeling of deep compassionate thoughts. This was different, she hadn't felt this way before. Could it finally be that she had learn to give it a chance? Give love a chance? It wasn't possible for her to actually love someone even more than she could bare. Or could she? But she knew who could answer those questions, for the person she loved was a very unusual person to love, for her especially, she didn't know if he was even capable of loving like that. But she knew that she was. . .
"DAY 3 EVERYONE! GATHER AROUND. . ." Winston said. "GOOD, OKAY. I THINK ALL OF YOU GOT THE MARTIAL ARTS YESTERDAY. WE'LL BE DOING MORE ON THAT LATER, TODAY. YOU'RE IN FOR A TREAT. . .TODAY, WE'RE GOING TO WORK ON HANDLING WEAPONS. GUNS, KNIVES. . .NAME IT, WE'VE GOT IT!" Winston said, cheerfully.
Draco smirked.
'Hmmm. Guns huh? I could take a fully loaded one and kill Carrie. . .Hell yeah! Or the knife and stab her or something!' Hermione made a delirious thought, but snapped back into reality with a shake of her head.
"WE WILL BE WORKING IN THE OTHER ROOMS. FOLLOW ME EVERYONE. . ." Winston got off the platform, and opened a sliding door to the next room. It was heavily equip, it had tables, each spaced equally. Mats that led to target practice, and earmuffs. And what's a training room without GUNS. 4 thick, effective guns on each table.
"I PUT A SPELL ON THEM TO NOT FOCUS ON KILLING PEOPLE AT THIS MOMENT, BUT THEY ARE VERY POWERFUL GUNS, AND I'M SURE YOU'LL DO JUST FINE. NOW. . . MALFOY, GRANGER, THE FIRST TABLE HERE. GAREN, SMITH, NEXT TABLE. AND SO ON WITH THE REST OF YOU! BEGIN!" Winston exitted the room.
Hermione took time to feel the guns, they were warm. 3 were all bigger than her palm, but there was one in particular that seemed a lighter and the right size of her palm. It was a lightweight black gun, fully loaded.
Draco appeared in back of her. "Badass aren't they, Granger? This place seems to get even better each day." Hermione made a small smile.
Draco put his earmuffs on right away, and polished the gun of his choice. And practiced holding it for a while.
"Okay. . . Not that I haven't seen guns before, but aren't they hard to maneuver? I mean. . ." "Maneuver? What the hell are you talking about? Look, Granger, just relax okay? Guns are easy, just watch the master at work. . ." Hermione scoffed. "Oh sure, the master that didn't know how to handle a punching bag. . ." she teased. Draco nodded with a smirk, he turned forward and aimed the gun at the target, which seemed to be a picture of a man with a bulls eye in the middle. Draco shot with a very loud noise, which made Hermione jump up a bit, the bullet directly punched through the middle, Draco made a satisfied, conceited smirk, took his ear muffs off and faced Hermione.
"See? Nothing to it. Here, try." Draco handed her the gun she was looking at earlier. "Erm. . .Maybe later, you might wanna take a few more shots. . ." Hermione said, flinging her hair back and crossing her arms.
"Hell no, Granger. You've got to learn somehow" Draco said, the gun still dangling on his hand. Hermione rolled her eyes and sighed. "Fine" she said, lifelessly and took the gun out of his hand.
"I can't really hold it steadily, I might hit Carrie over there." She joked, her hands shaking. "That'll be good for us both" Draco said, wiping the rest the of the guns with a cloth. Hermione took a deep breath, put the ear muffs on and aimed. Draco noticed that her hands were shaking crazily, barely held up properly. He smirked.
Draco walked over and stepped in back of Hermione, held her hands along with the gun and put it in a steady position, heading straight toward the middle. Hermione looked back at him and smiled, he smiled back at her. Draco moved in closer to make their bodies touch. His cheek again her head. He held her hands tighter, Hermione felt more comfortable. She felt warm against Draco, all of a sudden, all of her worries were washed away. She only thought of him, and so she focused on the gun and the target.
"Comfortable, Granger?" Draco said, their bodies closer than before. "Uh huh" Hermione purred. "Good. . ." He whispered back.
Carrie noticed them, and stopped what she was doing, starring at them. . .
"Okay, pull the trigger" He said. Hermione pulled it, and the bullet went through the middle. "See, like I said, nothing to it." He said, smiling at Hermione. She smiled back at him, gazing into his eyes, Draco took her ear muffs off for her. And swung a bit of Hermione's hair behind her back.
"You're pretty good. . ." Draco said, mixing his tone with a soft sexy whisper. His lips moved in, and so did Hermione's. "Learned it from the master, remember?" she made the same sexy whisper.
Carrie gasped.
Hermione gently stopped him by putting her hand on his chest. "Carrie's watching" she whispered. Draco stopped and looked at Carrie, with a pissed look, and let go of Hermione.
"How could you!?!" she shrilled, and ran out of the room.
Everyone heard and their eyes followed as she ran out.
"What the hell is up with her?" Draco asked Hermione, Hermione shrugged her shoulders.
"Well, whatever it was. She didn't have to run out of the room." Hermione smiled at Draco, he smirked back.
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The whole day, there was nothing else on Draco's mind but Hermione. He had suddenly loved everything about her, the smell of her hair. Her gorgeous body, her personality [no joke!] and most importantly, her speechless, radiant beauty. He smirked at the thought of her. How much he wanted to touch her, just feel her all over. He wanted to have her, to make her his. This was a very unusual feeling, a feeling of passion, a sudden sensation to please her. A feeling, something he refused to believe he actually had, but he did actually feel this way. It was the only explanation, it was. . .love.
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Hermione dove blissfully unto her bed with a really dazed smile on her face. She hugged her pillow, still smiling quite broadly. What had made her suddenly feel this way? It was more than a feeling of infatuation, more than a feeling of deep compassionate thoughts. This was different, she hadn't felt this way before. Could it finally be that she had learn to give it a chance? Give love a chance? It wasn't possible for her to actually love someone even more than she could bare. Or could she? But she knew who could answer those questions, for the person she loved was a very unusual person to love, for her especially, she didn't know if he was even capable of loving like that. But she knew that she was. . .