"The Teachings of Seduction"
By: DUH! ALEX!! THAT'S ME!!
Chapter 3: The Confrontation.
Authors note: omg, I got 14 reviews!!! This is so freakin awesome! Here is the next chapter! Disclaimer: nope, no one. I don't own anything. These wonderful songs are owned by Virgil and Avril Lavinge ((I'm listening to the song right now. it kicks butt!!)) This chapter is all about Hermione and in her point of view. Here we go!
Ron's mouth dropped. Hermione "Goody" Granger had just given up being head girl! To a Slytherin! What reason had drove her to give up her dream to Blaise Zabini?
~flashback~
Hermione thought about what Draco had said. Give up Head Girl? To get Justin to notice her? "How would you get him to notice me?" she asked him, her arms crossed in front of her.
"Wait. I won't get him to notice you." Draco started, but was interrupted.
"Then what's gonna happen?" Hermione asked impatiently.
"You know, if you don't want him, I don't have to help you at all," Malfoy stated calmly.
"I do."
"I will teach you ways to get him to notice you," Draco said.
"And I have to give up being Head Girl?" she asked skeptically.
Draco nodded. "Precisely."
"What's in it for you?" Hermione scoffed.
"I save face. If Hermione Granger gives up Head Girl, no one will really care that I didn't get Head Boy. But that isn't the question. You in, or not?" Draco asked.
She took a deep breath, and nodded.
"First things first. Get me some succors and a comb. Water would be nice too."
Hermione's fingers reached up to touch her long locks, but she nodded and went to get the things he requested.
~end flashback~
"You know, Hermione," Harry started, reaching for his pumpkin juice. "You can take off your cloak. It's not that cold."
Hermione's fingers reached up and untied the string in front. Her hands then went up to the hood, pulling it down slowly. When the cloak was off, her arm went up to fluff her hair sub-consciously.
Ginny's voice was the first thing to say anything. "Harry! Pumpkin juice stains, you know!" Then she looked over at her brother, tossing a comment at him as well. "Um, Ronnikins?" Hermione had to giggle. "Drool is supposed to stay inside your mouth." Then her attention turned to her best friend. "I absolutely love it!"
"You do?" Hermione asked, self-consciously.
"Yeah! I never thought you'd have the guts to do something so-, so-, so extreme, but the more I look at it, the more it fits," Ginny told her.
Hermione's hair was no longer long, bushy and brown, but rather short, slightly wavy, and black with blue streaks.
"I love the way the blue tints match your eyes," Ginny continued, speaking of Hermione's pixie-like hair. "It really puts nice touches to it."
Hermione bit back her comment on how Draco had said the exact same thing. This was her secret. Hermione cringed at they thought of what Ron or Harry would do if they found out about Draco and her deal. 'Well,' she thought. 'I guess they won't find out!'
Her face tilted to the ceiling and she smiled at the 'stars' she saw. A twinkle caught her eye, and she turned to see Dumbledoor's smiling face. He moved his eyes to her hair, and he smiled.
Hermione's attention was soon averted, as a small crumpled piece of paper hit her in the back. She turned and looked around to find the piece of paper. She picked it up and read the two words inscribed. "It's working."
Her eyes shot up and she looked into the cold gray ones of Malfoy. He smirked at her and nodded his head in the direction of the hufflepuff table.
Her eyes turned to see Justin Flinch-Fletchy. His mouth had dropped, fork in mid-air as he openly stared at her, much to Hannah's dislike. Her eye brows raised, and she giggled turning to meet Malfoy's grin.
"Oh!" Ron got her attention. "Tell me Malfoy has food on his face!"
Hermione shook her head and smiled.
((Authors note: Here would be the perfect place to end the chapter, but since I'm feeling wonderfully nice *because of all my reviews ^___________________^* I have decided to make this one extra extra long!! Besides!! Look at it this way, I haven't even got any lyrics in yet))
~I'm staring at my feet My cheeks are turning red~ ((there are the lyrics ^_*))
Draco had just called her gorgeous. Of course, much to her dislike, it had been part of an act. 'Whoa!' she thought. 'Where did THAT come from?'
"Hermione!" Draco's voice rang outside, where they were holding their "lesson". "Quit looking at your feet! Look at me straight in the eye. Now, let's try this again. Hey, Gorgeous, how's it goin?"
Draco continued to criticize her answer, how she blushed, held her hands behind her back, used perfectly correct English.. Draco's words were blow upon blow, opening old wounds from her mother. He did his line again, and Hermione opened her mouth to reply, a fire of rage burning in her. "Fuck off," she told him, with a vengeance.
"Nice," he told her, applauding slightly. "That works, telling the guys that you don't want, to leave you alone, in case you mean business." Draco swallowed, thinking of her threat on the train. "And if you are a little less harsh, and sway your hips just in the slightest, you'll turn a lot of guys on."
Hermione's cheeks turned a bit pink, and Draco told her more. "Ok. Now, you need to control that blush! I thought we went through this already! You don't want to look like a fool who got too much sun do you? I wouldn't notice a girl who blushed over everything."
"But," Hermione's bored-sounding voice interrupted, "You're not the guy I want noticing me."
Draco applauded again. "Very good! I'm proud of you."
Hermione lifted her head and met his cold-gray eyes. They weren't always as cold anymore. Sometimes when she got him to laugh, they weren't so icy- gray, but rather a soft silver in which she could gaze into for hours.
"Granger!" Draco yelled, causing her to jump. "Take off that bloody robe! I want to see your choice of clothes you wore today."
Hermione's black robe was slowly placed on the ground, and she turned to face a slack-jawed Malfoy. "Um, Draco?" she asked self-consciously. The 'lesson" was almost over. After the criticizing of the clothes, there was make-up and then they went their separate ways to lunch.
His hand rubbed his chin as he stared at her thoughtfully. "I like that pale yellow, but" there was always a but, "the shirt is somewhat preppy. Do you want to go for 'I got spirit' or 'Hi there!'? This shirt says, 'I am academically stable, no time for a boyfriend, so don't even bother asking.' I like the color, but get a different style. Wait." he whispered a spell and the puffy sleeves were no longer puffy. It as a spaghetti strap that showed off quite a bit of cleavage.
"Draco!" she practically shouted. "I can't wear this!"
"And why not?" he asked impatiently.
"Well, look at me!"
"I am. You don't look so preppy anymore, do you? Now, I like the jeans but lets show off a bit more stomach." He went up and tugged her pants down. When they wouldn't, he muttered a spell making them two sizes to big, causing another yell come from her lips. They started sliding down her hips and her small fingers grabbed at the belt loops.
"Draco, um, they're a bit too big."
"Fatten up!"
"What!?" Hermione asked, alarmed.
"I'm kidding. I have something to help your 'problem'," he said with a smirk.
"It's not funny!" she scolded.
Draco reached into the bag he kept the make-up in and pulled out a black studded belt. "Put this through the loops," he instructed.
"I know how to use a belt," she spit out.
"Nice answer," he told her grinning."
"No way!"
"Yeah."
"I think I'm actually starting to get this," she said.
"It's still missing something," Draco commented, stepping away from her. He noticed a small hole in her knee, and an idea sprung. "How long have you had these pants?" he asked.
"Years," she told him. "They've been through a lot." she would have said more but a loud ripping sound was heard instead. "What are you doing?!" she yelled.
Draco held up a mirror, and she looked at herself. Grungy skate-shoes, ripped jeans, a few inches of stomach showing, a pale yellow spaghetti strap, hoop earrings, and short hair.
"Close your eyes," he instructed.
The make up was hurried. Their lesson today had went on extra long and lunch was to start soon.
"You look. good," Draco told her.
She blushed. "Thank you."
Draco shook his head. "Hermione," he said, almost disapprovingly.
"Oh yeah! Fuck off!" This didn't have the original bite to it, because it was interlaced with giggles.
Draco smiled a genuine smile, and he handed her her robe.
She drapped it over one shoulder and told him good bye. She was full of smiles as she got closer and closer to the great hall.
A slumped figure was seen near the entrance and Hermione smiled, as she recognized the outline. She had only dreamt of him night after night.
The sway of her hips became more defined and she put a saucy grin on her glossy lips.
The slouched figure caught sight of her, and straightened himself, almost immediately. "Hi Hermione," he said.
"Hi there, yourself," she told him, surprised she kept her cool when her crush of forever, it seemed, was finally talking to her.
"I know this seems like prying," he told her. "But I remember from last year you were always so quiet and everything. Now you're so much. different."
"People change," she told him, winking. Oh my Goddess!!! She had just WINKED at Justin Flinch-Fletchy!
His mouth dropped slightly. "I." he cleared his throat. "I guess they do."
"See you around," Hermione told him, leaving a baffled Justin standing in the entry to the Great Hall.
She made her way to her seat next to Ginny. "I can't believe you just DID that!" she squealed happily to an adrenaline-rushed Hermione.
"Me either, girl," she said looking at Justin walking into the hall. Then her eyes saw Malfoy and her heart sped up slightly. "Me either."
~I'm searching for the words inside my head~
Authors note: Hey yall!! Now, isn't this one much longer than you expected? This is so depressing. I'm going to upload it and its going to have an inch or bigger scroller *sigh* but I dunno. Here is where I say thank you specifically to all my reviewers of the second chapter. Snake-charmer: Thank you!! I definitely got 6 reviews! More even. Sweetangel22: I was aiming for unique, but I have taken my ideas from so many different places.. I hope you like this chapter! Draco'sGal13: I'm glad you like it. I love Draco and Hermione stories, but Draco and Ginny is good too!! Akira Gown: Adam still THINKS it's porno *sigh* He said he'll read it when I'm done, but he laughs whenever I tell him I'm writing on it. I'm not sure where Ron and Harry were. It wasn't what I was thinking about when I was writing it. They were probably playing exploding snap or something.. But She was running late and hurried into the compartment, and it happened to be the one Draco was in! Reading her Diary was a part of the plot. As much as I love the cutie, if he was reading MY diary, I'd kick him there too.. Caroline Riddle: Yep, she gives it up! But she wants Justin more than being Head girl. so she'll compensate. Rebecca: I don't think she would either, but it is part of the plot.. I would rather she didn't but it was needed. I've seen too many stories where Draco's head boy and she's head girl. I had to change it!! Kay: I know! I don't mean for it to be short. This one is supposed to be longer.. Depth: Thanks!! I hope it will go far.. Hermione18: I'm definitely continuing. I'm kind of putting "Red Haired Goddess" on hold for a moment. getting this one started. C: Thank you for reviewing my other story as well!!! Please review all you guys!! See, I mention you!! PLEASE!! Oh yeah, I want 16 until my next chapter. Pwetty pwease with suga on top?? I write extwa wong wons chaptas if you do!! ((excuse my retardednes.. It sounded cool inside my brain))
By: DUH! ALEX!! THAT'S ME!!
Chapter 3: The Confrontation.
Authors note: omg, I got 14 reviews!!! This is so freakin awesome! Here is the next chapter! Disclaimer: nope, no one. I don't own anything. These wonderful songs are owned by Virgil and Avril Lavinge ((I'm listening to the song right now. it kicks butt!!)) This chapter is all about Hermione and in her point of view. Here we go!
Ron's mouth dropped. Hermione "Goody" Granger had just given up being head girl! To a Slytherin! What reason had drove her to give up her dream to Blaise Zabini?
~flashback~
Hermione thought about what Draco had said. Give up Head Girl? To get Justin to notice her? "How would you get him to notice me?" she asked him, her arms crossed in front of her.
"Wait. I won't get him to notice you." Draco started, but was interrupted.
"Then what's gonna happen?" Hermione asked impatiently.
"You know, if you don't want him, I don't have to help you at all," Malfoy stated calmly.
"I do."
"I will teach you ways to get him to notice you," Draco said.
"And I have to give up being Head Girl?" she asked skeptically.
Draco nodded. "Precisely."
"What's in it for you?" Hermione scoffed.
"I save face. If Hermione Granger gives up Head Girl, no one will really care that I didn't get Head Boy. But that isn't the question. You in, or not?" Draco asked.
She took a deep breath, and nodded.
"First things first. Get me some succors and a comb. Water would be nice too."
Hermione's fingers reached up to touch her long locks, but she nodded and went to get the things he requested.
~end flashback~
"You know, Hermione," Harry started, reaching for his pumpkin juice. "You can take off your cloak. It's not that cold."
Hermione's fingers reached up and untied the string in front. Her hands then went up to the hood, pulling it down slowly. When the cloak was off, her arm went up to fluff her hair sub-consciously.
Ginny's voice was the first thing to say anything. "Harry! Pumpkin juice stains, you know!" Then she looked over at her brother, tossing a comment at him as well. "Um, Ronnikins?" Hermione had to giggle. "Drool is supposed to stay inside your mouth." Then her attention turned to her best friend. "I absolutely love it!"
"You do?" Hermione asked, self-consciously.
"Yeah! I never thought you'd have the guts to do something so-, so-, so extreme, but the more I look at it, the more it fits," Ginny told her.
Hermione's hair was no longer long, bushy and brown, but rather short, slightly wavy, and black with blue streaks.
"I love the way the blue tints match your eyes," Ginny continued, speaking of Hermione's pixie-like hair. "It really puts nice touches to it."
Hermione bit back her comment on how Draco had said the exact same thing. This was her secret. Hermione cringed at they thought of what Ron or Harry would do if they found out about Draco and her deal. 'Well,' she thought. 'I guess they won't find out!'
Her face tilted to the ceiling and she smiled at the 'stars' she saw. A twinkle caught her eye, and she turned to see Dumbledoor's smiling face. He moved his eyes to her hair, and he smiled.
Hermione's attention was soon averted, as a small crumpled piece of paper hit her in the back. She turned and looked around to find the piece of paper. She picked it up and read the two words inscribed. "It's working."
Her eyes shot up and she looked into the cold gray ones of Malfoy. He smirked at her and nodded his head in the direction of the hufflepuff table.
Her eyes turned to see Justin Flinch-Fletchy. His mouth had dropped, fork in mid-air as he openly stared at her, much to Hannah's dislike. Her eye brows raised, and she giggled turning to meet Malfoy's grin.
"Oh!" Ron got her attention. "Tell me Malfoy has food on his face!"
Hermione shook her head and smiled.
((Authors note: Here would be the perfect place to end the chapter, but since I'm feeling wonderfully nice *because of all my reviews ^___________________^* I have decided to make this one extra extra long!! Besides!! Look at it this way, I haven't even got any lyrics in yet))
~I'm staring at my feet My cheeks are turning red~ ((there are the lyrics ^_*))
Draco had just called her gorgeous. Of course, much to her dislike, it had been part of an act. 'Whoa!' she thought. 'Where did THAT come from?'
"Hermione!" Draco's voice rang outside, where they were holding their "lesson". "Quit looking at your feet! Look at me straight in the eye. Now, let's try this again. Hey, Gorgeous, how's it goin?"
Draco continued to criticize her answer, how she blushed, held her hands behind her back, used perfectly correct English.. Draco's words were blow upon blow, opening old wounds from her mother. He did his line again, and Hermione opened her mouth to reply, a fire of rage burning in her. "Fuck off," she told him, with a vengeance.
"Nice," he told her, applauding slightly. "That works, telling the guys that you don't want, to leave you alone, in case you mean business." Draco swallowed, thinking of her threat on the train. "And if you are a little less harsh, and sway your hips just in the slightest, you'll turn a lot of guys on."
Hermione's cheeks turned a bit pink, and Draco told her more. "Ok. Now, you need to control that blush! I thought we went through this already! You don't want to look like a fool who got too much sun do you? I wouldn't notice a girl who blushed over everything."
"But," Hermione's bored-sounding voice interrupted, "You're not the guy I want noticing me."
Draco applauded again. "Very good! I'm proud of you."
Hermione lifted her head and met his cold-gray eyes. They weren't always as cold anymore. Sometimes when she got him to laugh, they weren't so icy- gray, but rather a soft silver in which she could gaze into for hours.
"Granger!" Draco yelled, causing her to jump. "Take off that bloody robe! I want to see your choice of clothes you wore today."
Hermione's black robe was slowly placed on the ground, and she turned to face a slack-jawed Malfoy. "Um, Draco?" she asked self-consciously. The 'lesson" was almost over. After the criticizing of the clothes, there was make-up and then they went their separate ways to lunch.
His hand rubbed his chin as he stared at her thoughtfully. "I like that pale yellow, but" there was always a but, "the shirt is somewhat preppy. Do you want to go for 'I got spirit' or 'Hi there!'? This shirt says, 'I am academically stable, no time for a boyfriend, so don't even bother asking.' I like the color, but get a different style. Wait." he whispered a spell and the puffy sleeves were no longer puffy. It as a spaghetti strap that showed off quite a bit of cleavage.
"Draco!" she practically shouted. "I can't wear this!"
"And why not?" he asked impatiently.
"Well, look at me!"
"I am. You don't look so preppy anymore, do you? Now, I like the jeans but lets show off a bit more stomach." He went up and tugged her pants down. When they wouldn't, he muttered a spell making them two sizes to big, causing another yell come from her lips. They started sliding down her hips and her small fingers grabbed at the belt loops.
"Draco, um, they're a bit too big."
"Fatten up!"
"What!?" Hermione asked, alarmed.
"I'm kidding. I have something to help your 'problem'," he said with a smirk.
"It's not funny!" she scolded.
Draco reached into the bag he kept the make-up in and pulled out a black studded belt. "Put this through the loops," he instructed.
"I know how to use a belt," she spit out.
"Nice answer," he told her grinning."
"No way!"
"Yeah."
"I think I'm actually starting to get this," she said.
"It's still missing something," Draco commented, stepping away from her. He noticed a small hole in her knee, and an idea sprung. "How long have you had these pants?" he asked.
"Years," she told him. "They've been through a lot." she would have said more but a loud ripping sound was heard instead. "What are you doing?!" she yelled.
Draco held up a mirror, and she looked at herself. Grungy skate-shoes, ripped jeans, a few inches of stomach showing, a pale yellow spaghetti strap, hoop earrings, and short hair.
"Close your eyes," he instructed.
The make up was hurried. Their lesson today had went on extra long and lunch was to start soon.
"You look. good," Draco told her.
She blushed. "Thank you."
Draco shook his head. "Hermione," he said, almost disapprovingly.
"Oh yeah! Fuck off!" This didn't have the original bite to it, because it was interlaced with giggles.
Draco smiled a genuine smile, and he handed her her robe.
She drapped it over one shoulder and told him good bye. She was full of smiles as she got closer and closer to the great hall.
A slumped figure was seen near the entrance and Hermione smiled, as she recognized the outline. She had only dreamt of him night after night.
The sway of her hips became more defined and she put a saucy grin on her glossy lips.
The slouched figure caught sight of her, and straightened himself, almost immediately. "Hi Hermione," he said.
"Hi there, yourself," she told him, surprised she kept her cool when her crush of forever, it seemed, was finally talking to her.
"I know this seems like prying," he told her. "But I remember from last year you were always so quiet and everything. Now you're so much. different."
"People change," she told him, winking. Oh my Goddess!!! She had just WINKED at Justin Flinch-Fletchy!
His mouth dropped slightly. "I." he cleared his throat. "I guess they do."
"See you around," Hermione told him, leaving a baffled Justin standing in the entry to the Great Hall.
She made her way to her seat next to Ginny. "I can't believe you just DID that!" she squealed happily to an adrenaline-rushed Hermione.
"Me either, girl," she said looking at Justin walking into the hall. Then her eyes saw Malfoy and her heart sped up slightly. "Me either."
~I'm searching for the words inside my head~
Authors note: Hey yall!! Now, isn't this one much longer than you expected? This is so depressing. I'm going to upload it and its going to have an inch or bigger scroller *sigh* but I dunno. Here is where I say thank you specifically to all my reviewers of the second chapter. Snake-charmer: Thank you!! I definitely got 6 reviews! More even. Sweetangel22: I was aiming for unique, but I have taken my ideas from so many different places.. I hope you like this chapter! Draco'sGal13: I'm glad you like it. I love Draco and Hermione stories, but Draco and Ginny is good too!! Akira Gown: Adam still THINKS it's porno *sigh* He said he'll read it when I'm done, but he laughs whenever I tell him I'm writing on it. I'm not sure where Ron and Harry were. It wasn't what I was thinking about when I was writing it. They were probably playing exploding snap or something.. But She was running late and hurried into the compartment, and it happened to be the one Draco was in! Reading her Diary was a part of the plot. As much as I love the cutie, if he was reading MY diary, I'd kick him there too.. Caroline Riddle: Yep, she gives it up! But she wants Justin more than being Head girl. so she'll compensate. Rebecca: I don't think she would either, but it is part of the plot.. I would rather she didn't but it was needed. I've seen too many stories where Draco's head boy and she's head girl. I had to change it!! Kay: I know! I don't mean for it to be short. This one is supposed to be longer.. Depth: Thanks!! I hope it will go far.. Hermione18: I'm definitely continuing. I'm kind of putting "Red Haired Goddess" on hold for a moment. getting this one started. C: Thank you for reviewing my other story as well!!! Please review all you guys!! See, I mention you!! PLEASE!! Oh yeah, I want 16 until my next chapter. Pwetty pwease with suga on top?? I write extwa wong wons chaptas if you do!! ((excuse my retardednes.. It sounded cool inside my brain))