Never Say Never
Chapter 2 - Proposal
Disclaimer: I dun have no nothing 'cept for the plot! ^^
Draco's POV
I smirked to myself as I led Granger to a spot just around the corner from the Potty and the Weasel, hoping that there would be no interruptions to our nice little talk and that Crabbe and Goyle would have a fine time entertaining themselves.
"So, Granger how does it feel to be so close to me?" I asked innocently giving her my famous smirk.
"Oh shut up Malfoy." She replied obstinately looking everywhere except where I was standing.
"Ooh, the Mudblood's getting annoyed is she?" I taunted maliciously and her eyes suddenly flew up to meet mine in an icy stare.
"Don't. You. Ever. Call. Me. That. Again." She stated through gritted teeth, holding my collar tightly with her thin fingers, "I've had enough of you Malfoy."
"Well, well Granger, no need to get aggressive with the hottest guy in town." I responded with a confident tone to my voice, making her let go of my neck quickly, "But, since I am a gentlemen then I suppose that we should call a truce so that our time as prefects should go fairly smoothly, whilst not tarnishing my chance at becoming Head Boy next year."
Granger's eyes flashed dangerously at me and she seemed to be considering my offer quietly. I pride myself on being able to see through people, a talent that I suppose I inherited from my dear father Lucius and I could see her weighing up the consequences of accepting and declining.
"Very well Malfoy. I will try to act civil towards you on the conditions that you will act civil towards me and my friends, perhaps putting us both in running for Head Boy and Girl, though I must say Harry would make a much better Head Boy than you." she said craftily looking pointedly at me.
I nodded sincerely, I must say that I agreed with the fact that she would most probably become Head Girl next year, compared to the stupid, sorry excuses we have for girls in this year. Herm- Granger stood out like a flower in a field of weeds. Although it seemed as though the Boy Who Lived didn't have much of a chance himself at what I have long thought as my spot as Head Boy.
"I propose that our truce starts now i.e. from the start of the year to the end but I must disagree on the condition that I must be civil to your friends." I replied haughtily, I could not imagine myself being positively nice to Potter and Weasley, the thought of it was starting to make me gag.
"Just as long as you don't give us any trouble Malfoy." She replied quickly whilst giving me that no-nonsense look that uncannily resembled McGonagall's strict stare.
"Whatever." I muttered, before sticking out my hand for a firm shake with hers, and she looked at it as though it was something foreign that she had never seen before, "You're meant to shake it Granger."
"Oh." She stuttered before taking my hand and giving it a half-heartedly shake.
"Nice doing business with you." I said sweetly, and then I added as an afterthought, "First prefect's meeting of the year tonight in the common room after dinner, see you there!"
I chuckled softly to myself as I glimpsed the frustrated look on her face when she realized that I knew something she didn't know. I turned on my heel and sauntered briskly back to where Crabbe and Goyle were and thinking to myself, 'That look was absolutely priceless.'
Harry and Ron narrowed their eyes at Malfoy as he strolled back into view and scowled when they realized that Hermione wasn't with him.
"What on earth did he do to her?" mumbled Ron absently.
"Hopefully nothing too bad, though just standing next to him is pure torture." Replied Harry before starting to walk in the direction where Malfoy had come from and almost colliding with Hermione herself.
"Hermione! What did he do to you?! We'll kill him, you just wait!" exclaimed Ron as soon as he saw her. But she just smiled faintly at him and gave him a playful pat on his shoulder.
"Nothing, Ron.he just asked for a truce to go on between us because, you know we're both prefects and he doesn't want anything to 'tarnish his chances at being Head Boy next year' or so he says. Personally I think that he's just wasting his time because he'll get to be Head Boy no matter what, knowing his father and his ways. But, if he wants to act nice to me, that's fine by me." She said this in a very matter-of-fact way before adding, "Though Harry would make a far better Head Boy."
Harry blushed at that comment and began to shake his head embarrassedly but Hermione shushed him and gave him a loving look, making Ron cringe at this act of affection between the two good friends.
"Hermione, you do know that Harry's taken now right?" stated Ron loudly, and she nodded earnestly.
"Yeah! Of course I know that! You must think I'm daft, Ronald." She replied, "And we're going to be late to Potions if you don't start moving now!"
And with that the three raced down to the dungeons where they had their most dreaded lesson with the most loathed teacher in the school, none other than Severus Snape the Potions Master himself.
Harry, Ron and Hermione quickly slipped into their seats before Snape came striding into the dungeon with his usual scowl and settled in his own chair at the front of the classroom before sweeping his eyes intimidatingly over his silent class of students.
"Ah, Mr. Malfoy I see that you have already taken your book out." Snape said in a loud voice whilst giving him a rare smile, "You really are an outstanding student. Ten points to Slytherin for constant keenness to work."
Draco smirked and flicked his hair out of his eyes, as he no longer slicked it back like when he used to during the first few years of schooling at Hogwarts. Pansy Parkinson, his eternal admirer was sitting right behind him and she loudly cooed to him:
"Oh, Draco darling, you really are such a good boy!" she simpered giving him puppy dog eyes and she twirled her own dirty blonde locks around her finger and licked her lips suggestively.
Draco looked amusedly at her and then turned back to face the front again almost struggling to keep a disgusted groan from escaping his own lips, whilst thinking to himself, 'I'd rather kiss the Mudblood Granger than that.pug faced thing.'
He quickly stole a look at Granger sitting across the room from him and to his surprise she was staring daggers back at him and he began to laugh as he realized why. Her own book was sitting open in front of her and it looked as though it had been ever since she arrived in the room. 'Now now Granger, just because Snape favours me over you.'
Then suddenly another thought entered Draco's mind and it seemed to be replying to the thought that he just had. 'Shut up Malfoy, I'm a thousand times better than you.'
"What the fuck." Muttered Draco and he looked questioningly at the Hermione and he channeled a thought towards her - 'Mudblood, what the hell is going on?!'
Her eyes opened wide as she realized that they were able to communicate to each other through their thoughts, which was quite unnerving. 'Oh shit. Anyone but Malfoy.' She thought frantically.
'What, aren't I enough?' he thought back to her with a smirk plastered all over his face as he himself realized what fun he could have listening to Granger's innocent little thoughts.
'No, you're more than enough. Please, don't try to listen anymore to my thoughts before I find out more about this ok?' she silently pleaded with him. 'No. This just can't be happening to me!' she thought.
But Draco had already made up his mind about what he was going to do with his new found talent.
'Make me.'
Ok, what do you guys think? Good - Bad? Do you think I should immediately stop writing at once and that I am a disgrace to the writers in this world? ^^ please tell me all your criticisms in a review =) I love them!! [sorry if im being greedy] anyway, hope you guys like it and I'm sorry that it's shorter than the first chapter, I just realized how long the first one is! Thanks to - Hermione for being my first and only reviewer and trust me, I'm gonna put up more chapters than just 2 ^^
psychohart
Chapter 2 - Proposal
Disclaimer: I dun have no nothing 'cept for the plot! ^^
Draco's POV
I smirked to myself as I led Granger to a spot just around the corner from the Potty and the Weasel, hoping that there would be no interruptions to our nice little talk and that Crabbe and Goyle would have a fine time entertaining themselves.
"So, Granger how does it feel to be so close to me?" I asked innocently giving her my famous smirk.
"Oh shut up Malfoy." She replied obstinately looking everywhere except where I was standing.
"Ooh, the Mudblood's getting annoyed is she?" I taunted maliciously and her eyes suddenly flew up to meet mine in an icy stare.
"Don't. You. Ever. Call. Me. That. Again." She stated through gritted teeth, holding my collar tightly with her thin fingers, "I've had enough of you Malfoy."
"Well, well Granger, no need to get aggressive with the hottest guy in town." I responded with a confident tone to my voice, making her let go of my neck quickly, "But, since I am a gentlemen then I suppose that we should call a truce so that our time as prefects should go fairly smoothly, whilst not tarnishing my chance at becoming Head Boy next year."
Granger's eyes flashed dangerously at me and she seemed to be considering my offer quietly. I pride myself on being able to see through people, a talent that I suppose I inherited from my dear father Lucius and I could see her weighing up the consequences of accepting and declining.
"Very well Malfoy. I will try to act civil towards you on the conditions that you will act civil towards me and my friends, perhaps putting us both in running for Head Boy and Girl, though I must say Harry would make a much better Head Boy than you." she said craftily looking pointedly at me.
I nodded sincerely, I must say that I agreed with the fact that she would most probably become Head Girl next year, compared to the stupid, sorry excuses we have for girls in this year. Herm- Granger stood out like a flower in a field of weeds. Although it seemed as though the Boy Who Lived didn't have much of a chance himself at what I have long thought as my spot as Head Boy.
"I propose that our truce starts now i.e. from the start of the year to the end but I must disagree on the condition that I must be civil to your friends." I replied haughtily, I could not imagine myself being positively nice to Potter and Weasley, the thought of it was starting to make me gag.
"Just as long as you don't give us any trouble Malfoy." She replied quickly whilst giving me that no-nonsense look that uncannily resembled McGonagall's strict stare.
"Whatever." I muttered, before sticking out my hand for a firm shake with hers, and she looked at it as though it was something foreign that she had never seen before, "You're meant to shake it Granger."
"Oh." She stuttered before taking my hand and giving it a half-heartedly shake.
"Nice doing business with you." I said sweetly, and then I added as an afterthought, "First prefect's meeting of the year tonight in the common room after dinner, see you there!"
I chuckled softly to myself as I glimpsed the frustrated look on her face when she realized that I knew something she didn't know. I turned on my heel and sauntered briskly back to where Crabbe and Goyle were and thinking to myself, 'That look was absolutely priceless.'
Harry and Ron narrowed their eyes at Malfoy as he strolled back into view and scowled when they realized that Hermione wasn't with him.
"What on earth did he do to her?" mumbled Ron absently.
"Hopefully nothing too bad, though just standing next to him is pure torture." Replied Harry before starting to walk in the direction where Malfoy had come from and almost colliding with Hermione herself.
"Hermione! What did he do to you?! We'll kill him, you just wait!" exclaimed Ron as soon as he saw her. But she just smiled faintly at him and gave him a playful pat on his shoulder.
"Nothing, Ron.he just asked for a truce to go on between us because, you know we're both prefects and he doesn't want anything to 'tarnish his chances at being Head Boy next year' or so he says. Personally I think that he's just wasting his time because he'll get to be Head Boy no matter what, knowing his father and his ways. But, if he wants to act nice to me, that's fine by me." She said this in a very matter-of-fact way before adding, "Though Harry would make a far better Head Boy."
Harry blushed at that comment and began to shake his head embarrassedly but Hermione shushed him and gave him a loving look, making Ron cringe at this act of affection between the two good friends.
"Hermione, you do know that Harry's taken now right?" stated Ron loudly, and she nodded earnestly.
"Yeah! Of course I know that! You must think I'm daft, Ronald." She replied, "And we're going to be late to Potions if you don't start moving now!"
And with that the three raced down to the dungeons where they had their most dreaded lesson with the most loathed teacher in the school, none other than Severus Snape the Potions Master himself.
Harry, Ron and Hermione quickly slipped into their seats before Snape came striding into the dungeon with his usual scowl and settled in his own chair at the front of the classroom before sweeping his eyes intimidatingly over his silent class of students.
"Ah, Mr. Malfoy I see that you have already taken your book out." Snape said in a loud voice whilst giving him a rare smile, "You really are an outstanding student. Ten points to Slytherin for constant keenness to work."
Draco smirked and flicked his hair out of his eyes, as he no longer slicked it back like when he used to during the first few years of schooling at Hogwarts. Pansy Parkinson, his eternal admirer was sitting right behind him and she loudly cooed to him:
"Oh, Draco darling, you really are such a good boy!" she simpered giving him puppy dog eyes and she twirled her own dirty blonde locks around her finger and licked her lips suggestively.
Draco looked amusedly at her and then turned back to face the front again almost struggling to keep a disgusted groan from escaping his own lips, whilst thinking to himself, 'I'd rather kiss the Mudblood Granger than that.pug faced thing.'
He quickly stole a look at Granger sitting across the room from him and to his surprise she was staring daggers back at him and he began to laugh as he realized why. Her own book was sitting open in front of her and it looked as though it had been ever since she arrived in the room. 'Now now Granger, just because Snape favours me over you.'
Then suddenly another thought entered Draco's mind and it seemed to be replying to the thought that he just had. 'Shut up Malfoy, I'm a thousand times better than you.'
"What the fuck." Muttered Draco and he looked questioningly at the Hermione and he channeled a thought towards her - 'Mudblood, what the hell is going on?!'
Her eyes opened wide as she realized that they were able to communicate to each other through their thoughts, which was quite unnerving. 'Oh shit. Anyone but Malfoy.' She thought frantically.
'What, aren't I enough?' he thought back to her with a smirk plastered all over his face as he himself realized what fun he could have listening to Granger's innocent little thoughts.
'No, you're more than enough. Please, don't try to listen anymore to my thoughts before I find out more about this ok?' she silently pleaded with him. 'No. This just can't be happening to me!' she thought.
But Draco had already made up his mind about what he was going to do with his new found talent.
'Make me.'
Ok, what do you guys think? Good - Bad? Do you think I should immediately stop writing at once and that I am a disgrace to the writers in this world? ^^ please tell me all your criticisms in a review =) I love them!! [sorry if im being greedy] anyway, hope you guys like it and I'm sorry that it's shorter than the first chapter, I just realized how long the first one is! Thanks to - Hermione for being my first and only reviewer and trust me, I'm gonna put up more chapters than just 2 ^^
psychohart