I don't even know what's going to happen in this story anymore. Meanwhile,
I'm getting all these other ideas for stories.
OMG! I have like 5 other ideas that I want to write and post. I have school
holidays soon and I'm going overseas, so I think I'll write some of my fics
during my spare time then.
OMG!!! I think I'm obsessed with writing fanficts!
HELP!!!
All characters and settings belong to the talented Ms. Rowling, who, I
think must have been insane to kill Sirius off.
Once again, thank you to my wonderful, wonderful reviewers.
GETTING TO KNOW YOUR ENEMY
~Last time~
"...So why are you being so nice?" she prompted.
"Ummm..."
"You can tell me," she said softly
"Mumble mumble"
"What? Come on, spit it out!"
"I think I like you," he whispered so she almost couldn't hear.
"What?!?!" she stared disbelievingly at him, her eyes practically popping out of her head.
~Chapter 3 - Suspicions~
Then her face split into a huge grin.
"Oh very funny Malfoy!" she laughed.
"I never knew you had a sense of humour!" Draco could only look on helplessly.
"Oh, we're here! I guess I'll see you!"
"Yeah, I guess I will." Said Draco, crestfallen. Hermione paused for a moment.
"If you really like me that much..." And with that she kissed him softly on the cheek and disappeared into her common room.
Malfoy's mouth dropped open in surprise. He stood there not moving for several minutes, and then he snapped out of it and floated (yes, floated!) back to his own common room, his hand touching the spot Hermione had kissed lightly.
~Inside the Gryffindor common room~
Hermione smiled to herself as she climbed through the portrait hole, leaving a stunned Draco behind.
Ron looked up from the book (which was upside down) he was reading by the fire.
"Hey, Ron." Said Hermione happily
"Hey, Mione." He looked flustered.
"Whatcha doing up so late?" she asked
"Well, uh, what were you doing out of bed, in the middle of the night?" he asked
"I was doing the potion with Malfoy, remember?" she said, her grin fading.
"Oh yeah! That's right! I forgot!" said Ron, clapping a hand to his forehead.
Hermione was confused. How could Ron, her boyfriend Ron, forget? And why was he up so late, pretending to read a book, if he didn't know she was out.
"So, what were you doing up so late?" she asked again
"I, um, wanted to make sure you got back okay." He replied, uneasily.
"Why wouldn't I? Anyway, I thought you FORGOT that I was supposed to be out." She said suspiciously, putting emphasis on the word forgot.
Ron was silent for a moment, trying to think of an acceptable excuse. Suddenly there was a small rustling sound.
"What was that?" asked Hermione, getting even more suspicious.
"Uh, nothing I'm sure!" Ron said quickly
Hermione frowned. "No, I think there's someone here." She started walking around the room. Ron just stood there. Then he started to move around the sofa.
Hermione looked at him. "Ron, where are you going?"
Ron started to go red like he did when he was under pressure.
"I, um, I'm, going to go to...bed. Yes. I'm going to go to bed," he said finally, still moving around the sofa.
"And I think you should too." He added loudly. Hermione looked at him suspiciously.
"Okay..." she said slowly and reluctantly, still peering at him.
She quickly kissed his cheek and, still watching him, climbed slowly up the stairs.
Ron breathed a sigh of relief. Hermione would kill him if she found out what he'd been doing at nighttime.
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You know what? I think I might ditch this story. What do you think? Review and tell me. Or maybe I should quickly write the ending in a few chapters and then focus on my other stories. I'm sorry, I think I'm sort of in a bad mood cos I have writers block. Anyway, PLEASE Review. It might unblock my writers block *looks hopeful*
Luv: ^_^ Shel
GETTING TO KNOW YOUR ENEMY
~Last time~
"...So why are you being so nice?" she prompted.
"Ummm..."
"You can tell me," she said softly
"Mumble mumble"
"What? Come on, spit it out!"
"I think I like you," he whispered so she almost couldn't hear.
"What?!?!" she stared disbelievingly at him, her eyes practically popping out of her head.
~Chapter 3 - Suspicions~
Then her face split into a huge grin.
"Oh very funny Malfoy!" she laughed.
"I never knew you had a sense of humour!" Draco could only look on helplessly.
"Oh, we're here! I guess I'll see you!"
"Yeah, I guess I will." Said Draco, crestfallen. Hermione paused for a moment.
"If you really like me that much..." And with that she kissed him softly on the cheek and disappeared into her common room.
Malfoy's mouth dropped open in surprise. He stood there not moving for several minutes, and then he snapped out of it and floated (yes, floated!) back to his own common room, his hand touching the spot Hermione had kissed lightly.
~Inside the Gryffindor common room~
Hermione smiled to herself as she climbed through the portrait hole, leaving a stunned Draco behind.
Ron looked up from the book (which was upside down) he was reading by the fire.
"Hey, Ron." Said Hermione happily
"Hey, Mione." He looked flustered.
"Whatcha doing up so late?" she asked
"Well, uh, what were you doing out of bed, in the middle of the night?" he asked
"I was doing the potion with Malfoy, remember?" she said, her grin fading.
"Oh yeah! That's right! I forgot!" said Ron, clapping a hand to his forehead.
Hermione was confused. How could Ron, her boyfriend Ron, forget? And why was he up so late, pretending to read a book, if he didn't know she was out.
"So, what were you doing up so late?" she asked again
"I, um, wanted to make sure you got back okay." He replied, uneasily.
"Why wouldn't I? Anyway, I thought you FORGOT that I was supposed to be out." She said suspiciously, putting emphasis on the word forgot.
Ron was silent for a moment, trying to think of an acceptable excuse. Suddenly there was a small rustling sound.
"What was that?" asked Hermione, getting even more suspicious.
"Uh, nothing I'm sure!" Ron said quickly
Hermione frowned. "No, I think there's someone here." She started walking around the room. Ron just stood there. Then he started to move around the sofa.
Hermione looked at him. "Ron, where are you going?"
Ron started to go red like he did when he was under pressure.
"I, um, I'm, going to go to...bed. Yes. I'm going to go to bed," he said finally, still moving around the sofa.
"And I think you should too." He added loudly. Hermione looked at him suspiciously.
"Okay..." she said slowly and reluctantly, still peering at him.
She quickly kissed his cheek and, still watching him, climbed slowly up the stairs.
Ron breathed a sigh of relief. Hermione would kill him if she found out what he'd been doing at nighttime.
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You know what? I think I might ditch this story. What do you think? Review and tell me. Or maybe I should quickly write the ending in a few chapters and then focus on my other stories. I'm sorry, I think I'm sort of in a bad mood cos I have writers block. Anyway, PLEASE Review. It might unblock my writers block *looks hopeful*
Luv: ^_^ Shel