Hmmmmmmmmm I said r & r yet u people have done nothing of the sort.
Ggggggrrrr :@ Fortunately I am a nice person so here is the next chapter
Disclaimer: I own nothing in the Harry Potter series *weeps bitterly*
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Hermione glanced miserably at the clock on the wall above Snape's desk in
the Potions dungeon. For once in her 6 years of Hogwarts she wished the
lesson would go on, just to delay her "meeting" with Malfoy.
She didn't even know why she was going. Malfoy hated her and she hated
him. It was as simple as that. Curiosity had got the better of her she
supposed.
The bell rang and class was dismissed. Hermione sighed wistfully and
gathered her things. She looked over at Malfoy and was shocked to see him
staring at her with a strange expression on his face. He suddenly saw her
looking at him and scowled quickly.
Hermione stood up and left the classroom. She was so deep in thought
that she bumped into Ron while leaving Potions, knocking him over, and then
tripped over him.
"Oh God, sorry Ron," said Hermione. She helped him up.
"No worries," smiled Ron.
Hermione pulse quickened at his smile. 'Stop it, he's your friend!' she
thought.
She must've looked quite flustered because Ron then asked, "Are you ok
'Mione? You look kind of preoccupied. And you looked like you swallowed
jumping beans during Potions."
"Yes I'm fine," Hermione assured Ron, "I'm just a bit tired" She faked a
yawn.
Malfoy then chose that moment to walk out of the Potions room and purposely
bumped into Hermione, whispering "Be there!"
Luckily Ron didn't here, but he turned around and yelled, "Oi watch where
you're going pea brain!" at Malfoy.
"Well I guess I'll be going up to the Gryffindor common room," said
Hermione.
"I have to go work on my Divination homework with Harry," Ron rolled his
eyes. "Trelawney has already predicted Harry's death 6 times today."
Hermione laughed.
"Well see you at dinner then"
"See you there"
Hermione retreated up the corridor and made her way up to the sixth floor
gloomily. A meeting with Malfoy. She'd rather eat dung beetles.
She finally made it to the statue. Malfoy was standing there, tapping his
foot impatiently.
"You're late" he told Hermione.
"Yes" she replied not even trying to make up an excuse.
Malfoy glared at her, then sighed. He pointed to the empty History of Magic
classroom across the hallway.
"Come on" he said, walking to it. Hermione followed him reluctantly.
Malfoy walked in and sat down on a desk. Hermione chose to stand.
"Listen, I'm not here to go on about what a mudblood you are, or to
persuade you to join the Death Eaters or anything," sighed Malfoy.
"Well then, what?" asked Hermione impatiently.
"Eurgh, how do I say this?" pondered Malfoy, getting up and walking around.
"Would you...I mean, will you..er.gwouwivme"
"Huh?" said Hermione, being, for the first time in her life baffled.
Malfoy look around suspiciously and hissed, "Go..out...with..me?"
"WHAT?!?!?!?" yelled Hermione furiously, "Go out with you!!! Malfoy you
have caused me nothing but misery. Calling me mudblood! Picking on me!
Picking on Harry and Ron! Not to mention our other
friends..Hagrid..Lupin..."
"Hermione" said Malfoy, surprisingly calmly, "Have you ever heard of a guy
trying to get a girls attention by annoying her? That's what I realised I
was doing! I just ask for you to consider it"
Hermione looked at Malfoy. He looked genuinely serious. Should she go out
with him? He seemed kind of nice when he wasn't bugging her and being
sincere. She wouldn't have to tell Harry or Ron. And Ron was never going to
ask her out. He only thought of her as a friend. But it was Malfoy!!!
Eurgh. But still...
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"Ew!!!!!!!" I hear you chant. "Don't go out with Malfoy!!!! You'd be better
of with Ron / Harry / Errol!"
Ah well you'll just have to tune in to see her answer. R & R
pleeeeeeaaaaaase!
Ggggggrrrr :@ Fortunately I am a nice person so here is the next chapter
Disclaimer: I own nothing in the Harry Potter series *weeps bitterly*
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Hermione glanced miserably at the clock on the wall above Snape's desk in
the Potions dungeon. For once in her 6 years of Hogwarts she wished the
lesson would go on, just to delay her "meeting" with Malfoy.
She didn't even know why she was going. Malfoy hated her and she hated
him. It was as simple as that. Curiosity had got the better of her she
supposed.
The bell rang and class was dismissed. Hermione sighed wistfully and
gathered her things. She looked over at Malfoy and was shocked to see him
staring at her with a strange expression on his face. He suddenly saw her
looking at him and scowled quickly.
Hermione stood up and left the classroom. She was so deep in thought
that she bumped into Ron while leaving Potions, knocking him over, and then
tripped over him.
"Oh God, sorry Ron," said Hermione. She helped him up.
"No worries," smiled Ron.
Hermione pulse quickened at his smile. 'Stop it, he's your friend!' she
thought.
She must've looked quite flustered because Ron then asked, "Are you ok
'Mione? You look kind of preoccupied. And you looked like you swallowed
jumping beans during Potions."
"Yes I'm fine," Hermione assured Ron, "I'm just a bit tired" She faked a
yawn.
Malfoy then chose that moment to walk out of the Potions room and purposely
bumped into Hermione, whispering "Be there!"
Luckily Ron didn't here, but he turned around and yelled, "Oi watch where
you're going pea brain!" at Malfoy.
"Well I guess I'll be going up to the Gryffindor common room," said
Hermione.
"I have to go work on my Divination homework with Harry," Ron rolled his
eyes. "Trelawney has already predicted Harry's death 6 times today."
Hermione laughed.
"Well see you at dinner then"
"See you there"
Hermione retreated up the corridor and made her way up to the sixth floor
gloomily. A meeting with Malfoy. She'd rather eat dung beetles.
She finally made it to the statue. Malfoy was standing there, tapping his
foot impatiently.
"You're late" he told Hermione.
"Yes" she replied not even trying to make up an excuse.
Malfoy glared at her, then sighed. He pointed to the empty History of Magic
classroom across the hallway.
"Come on" he said, walking to it. Hermione followed him reluctantly.
Malfoy walked in and sat down on a desk. Hermione chose to stand.
"Listen, I'm not here to go on about what a mudblood you are, or to
persuade you to join the Death Eaters or anything," sighed Malfoy.
"Well then, what?" asked Hermione impatiently.
"Eurgh, how do I say this?" pondered Malfoy, getting up and walking around.
"Would you...I mean, will you..er.gwouwivme"
"Huh?" said Hermione, being, for the first time in her life baffled.
Malfoy look around suspiciously and hissed, "Go..out...with..me?"
"WHAT?!?!?!?" yelled Hermione furiously, "Go out with you!!! Malfoy you
have caused me nothing but misery. Calling me mudblood! Picking on me!
Picking on Harry and Ron! Not to mention our other
friends..Hagrid..Lupin..."
"Hermione" said Malfoy, surprisingly calmly, "Have you ever heard of a guy
trying to get a girls attention by annoying her? That's what I realised I
was doing! I just ask for you to consider it"
Hermione looked at Malfoy. He looked genuinely serious. Should she go out
with him? He seemed kind of nice when he wasn't bugging her and being
sincere. She wouldn't have to tell Harry or Ron. And Ron was never going to
ask her out. He only thought of her as a friend. But it was Malfoy!!!
Eurgh. But still...
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"Ew!!!!!!!" I hear you chant. "Don't go out with Malfoy!!!! You'd be better
of with Ron / Harry / Errol!"
Ah well you'll just have to tune in to see her answer. R & R
pleeeeeeaaaaaase!