Chapter four
Hermione woke up early Sunday morning, ready to put her plan into action. There was no way Malfoy could refuse the offer now, she was sure of it. What she had to do was be able to talk to Malfoy by himself. Though this proved a lot harder then she thought.
If Malfoy wasn't surrounded by one group of Slytherin's it was another. Hermione had practically been following him the whole day. This also had another high point to it; With Hermione running around the school the whole day, Harry, Ron, or even Ginny hadn't managed to find her. She finally got her chance about 10 minutes before dinner after Blasie (I made him a 'boy' in my story since Rowling never really said) left Malfoy alone to go somewhere.
Hermione took a deep breath, clutching Malfoy's book in her hand from inside her bag and made her way towards him. But to her surprise, Malfoy spoke before she reached him, or he even turned around.
"Do I look blind Granger? I've noticed you've been following me all day. What do you want?" He asked coldly, striding around towards her.
Malfoy, like Harry, had grown to be very much like his father. Though Draco's hair only reached just past his shoulders and he was not a tall as Lucius yet. Draco was also a little stronger built (no doubt from his constant quidditch practice) and his eye's were not as cold as his fathers either.
"I need your help" Hermione told him regretfully. She never thought she would say those words to him.
Malfoy just eyed Hermione suspiciously wearing his usual smirk, so Hermione decided to just continue.
"I need you to help me get back at Harry"
Malfoy raised his eyebrows, his face turning a bit more gleeful at these words.
"Well, I'd never thought you'd say it, and I'm glad you finally have Granger. But as for help. not on my life Mudblood" he sneered coldly, turning on his heel.
Hermione just smiled at the back of Malfoy's shiny blond hair, knowing that sooner or later he would have to change his mind.
"Oh, but I think this will change your mind Malfoy" She said mischievously, holding up Malfoy's journal which she decided not to read (partly out of the goodness of her heart; partly because she didn't want to take the time to try and remove the charms Malfoy had put on it)
Malfoy slowly turned on the spot, about a few feet from Hermione.
"Oh yeah and just what is that Grang-" But he stopped mid-sentence as his eyes narrowed into the item in Hermione's hand.
"You better give that back or else!!!!" he yelled angrily, storming towards her with his smirk entirely wiped from his face. He looked ragging mad and even made a few swiping attempts at the journal.
"When did you get it anyway?!?!?" Malfoy growled, missing another shot at trying to grab his book back from her.
"Dropped it" Hermione lied casually
"Give it here Granger or I swear I'll-"
"Not until you do me a favor" Hermione interrupted even louder, shoving his book down into her bag again. Malfoy studied her for a second before answering.
"Alright, let's hear it then" he snarled, brushing a few stray strands of blond hair from his eyes.
"You have to kiss me tonight at dinner at the Gryffindor table so Harry sees" Hermione said quickly
For a moment Malfoy looked at Hermione in a mixture of shock and disgust.
"You must be OUT OF YOUR MIND!!!!! Your insane, you do know that, right?"
"I am not," Hermione muttered, narrowing her eyes at him. She checked her watch to make sure they still had enough time to get to the great hall.
"No way in hell Granger" Malfoy said stubbornly, folding his arms and glaring sideways at the stone floor below him.
"Fine" she replied simply, taking Malfoy's book out and looking as if she were about to open it. Malfoy's eyes got wide at this and he reached out to snatch the book back.
"Ok, Ok, you win" Malfoy muttered bitterly "Darn you. Just give me the book, alright?"
"After; I can't trust you" she said briskly, pivoting on the spot, heading towards the great hall. She heard Malfoy let out an enraged groan of frustration. Hermione decided to ignore this, and kept on walking. Her plan was unfolding as good as she planned. But for some reason she found herself picturing how her kiss with Malfoy would go without even picturing Harry's reaction as well. She quickly tried to shack these. peculiar, thoughts from her mind.
"You know Granger" Malfoy started slyly after he had caught up with her" If you just wanted a kiss, you didn't have to go through the trouble of making up that load of crap."
Hermione turned towards the smirking, satisfied looking Malfoy and gave him a heard slap right on the face.
"Holy crud!!!" He yelled almost doubling over, clutching the side of his face in pain. Hermione kept on walking, but for an instant she had almost stopped to help Malfoy. or even apologize?!?! She couldn't help but feel sorry for the prat who has wrecked her and her friends lives many times over the years. and she wasn't sure why.
Hermione woke up early Sunday morning, ready to put her plan into action. There was no way Malfoy could refuse the offer now, she was sure of it. What she had to do was be able to talk to Malfoy by himself. Though this proved a lot harder then she thought.
If Malfoy wasn't surrounded by one group of Slytherin's it was another. Hermione had practically been following him the whole day. This also had another high point to it; With Hermione running around the school the whole day, Harry, Ron, or even Ginny hadn't managed to find her. She finally got her chance about 10 minutes before dinner after Blasie (I made him a 'boy' in my story since Rowling never really said) left Malfoy alone to go somewhere.
Hermione took a deep breath, clutching Malfoy's book in her hand from inside her bag and made her way towards him. But to her surprise, Malfoy spoke before she reached him, or he even turned around.
"Do I look blind Granger? I've noticed you've been following me all day. What do you want?" He asked coldly, striding around towards her.
Malfoy, like Harry, had grown to be very much like his father. Though Draco's hair only reached just past his shoulders and he was not a tall as Lucius yet. Draco was also a little stronger built (no doubt from his constant quidditch practice) and his eye's were not as cold as his fathers either.
"I need your help" Hermione told him regretfully. She never thought she would say those words to him.
Malfoy just eyed Hermione suspiciously wearing his usual smirk, so Hermione decided to just continue.
"I need you to help me get back at Harry"
Malfoy raised his eyebrows, his face turning a bit more gleeful at these words.
"Well, I'd never thought you'd say it, and I'm glad you finally have Granger. But as for help. not on my life Mudblood" he sneered coldly, turning on his heel.
Hermione just smiled at the back of Malfoy's shiny blond hair, knowing that sooner or later he would have to change his mind.
"Oh, but I think this will change your mind Malfoy" She said mischievously, holding up Malfoy's journal which she decided not to read (partly out of the goodness of her heart; partly because she didn't want to take the time to try and remove the charms Malfoy had put on it)
Malfoy slowly turned on the spot, about a few feet from Hermione.
"Oh yeah and just what is that Grang-" But he stopped mid-sentence as his eyes narrowed into the item in Hermione's hand.
"You better give that back or else!!!!" he yelled angrily, storming towards her with his smirk entirely wiped from his face. He looked ragging mad and even made a few swiping attempts at the journal.
"When did you get it anyway?!?!?" Malfoy growled, missing another shot at trying to grab his book back from her.
"Dropped it" Hermione lied casually
"Give it here Granger or I swear I'll-"
"Not until you do me a favor" Hermione interrupted even louder, shoving his book down into her bag again. Malfoy studied her for a second before answering.
"Alright, let's hear it then" he snarled, brushing a few stray strands of blond hair from his eyes.
"You have to kiss me tonight at dinner at the Gryffindor table so Harry sees" Hermione said quickly
For a moment Malfoy looked at Hermione in a mixture of shock and disgust.
"You must be OUT OF YOUR MIND!!!!! Your insane, you do know that, right?"
"I am not," Hermione muttered, narrowing her eyes at him. She checked her watch to make sure they still had enough time to get to the great hall.
"No way in hell Granger" Malfoy said stubbornly, folding his arms and glaring sideways at the stone floor below him.
"Fine" she replied simply, taking Malfoy's book out and looking as if she were about to open it. Malfoy's eyes got wide at this and he reached out to snatch the book back.
"Ok, Ok, you win" Malfoy muttered bitterly "Darn you. Just give me the book, alright?"
"After; I can't trust you" she said briskly, pivoting on the spot, heading towards the great hall. She heard Malfoy let out an enraged groan of frustration. Hermione decided to ignore this, and kept on walking. Her plan was unfolding as good as she planned. But for some reason she found herself picturing how her kiss with Malfoy would go without even picturing Harry's reaction as well. She quickly tried to shack these. peculiar, thoughts from her mind.
"You know Granger" Malfoy started slyly after he had caught up with her" If you just wanted a kiss, you didn't have to go through the trouble of making up that load of crap."
Hermione turned towards the smirking, satisfied looking Malfoy and gave him a heard slap right on the face.
"Holy crud!!!" He yelled almost doubling over, clutching the side of his face in pain. Hermione kept on walking, but for an instant she had almost stopped to help Malfoy. or even apologize?!?! She couldn't help but feel sorry for the prat who has wrecked her and her friends lives many times over the years. and she wasn't sure why.