*~*To Love a Malfoy*~*
Chapter 3: The Dragon Speaks
Hermione stayed in the bathroom for hours. She was too ashamed to go out and face anyone. If she had moaned out anyone else's name she would have returned by lunchtime and acted as if it never happened, maybe even joke about it but no, it just had to be Malfoy's name she whispered, her voice full of lust and pleasure.
Checking her watch, Hermione realized that everyone would be at dinner, so she thought it was safe to leave her hideaway. As she hurried down the lonely corridors, the pitter-patter of her feet was the only sound she heard. Making her way swiftly past the Great Hall, she heard laughter. Deciding to take a peek, Hermione tiptoed to the ajar door, which wasn't really necessary because the pupils excited chatter filled the air. Hermione saw that most of the Gryffindor table was laughing, "Probably about me!" She assumed with a frown. She turned her back on the Great Hall and strode off, heading towards the kitchens.
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"That pair of brown eyes. . .I would know them anywhere." And with that, he left the table and followed after her.
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"Cheese, beans, chocolate," Hermione was looking at the paintings, "Ahh fruit!" Hermione stood on her tiptoes and reached with her forefinger to tickle the pear. With a giggle, the pear transformed into a doorknob. Hermione placed her hand on the doorknob and turned. When she pulled the door back, it revealed the kitchen full of busy house elfs. Although Hermione disapproved of house elf slavery, she was really hungry, her rumbling stomach confirming so. Stepping into the kitchens and closing the painting behind her, Hermione surveyed the busy scene in front of her and thought of returning later when it wasn't so hectic. But as she faced the door she heard a high-pitched voice calling her, "Miss! Miss!" Hermione turned around and looked down. It was Dobby.
"What is you doings here? Why is Miss nots at dinner?"
"Oh. . . " Hermione began to fiddle with a strand of her hair, "I didn't feel like eating with the others."
This answer must have satisfied Dobby because he grabbed her hand and began to pull Hermione towards a quiet corner of the kitchen, which contained a small table and a few chairs. Dobby, being the gentleman that he was, pulled out a chair for Hermione. Thanking the polite house elf, Hermione seated herself and turned to speak to Dobby, but he wasn't there. As she began to ponder where he had gone, he returned carrying a tray giving off mouth-watering aromas. Dobby placed the tray in front of Hermione, gave a small bow, squeaked "Bon Appetite", and joined his fellow house elfs in cleaning the kitchen. Hermione examined the tray. On the tray the sparkling silver cutlery was arranged neatly around the patterned china plate, it was a simple yet beautiful design. Upon the plate was golden brown roast potatoes, grilled steak, and green beans cooked to perfection. As she hungrily eyes the food before her, she noticed the silver goblet filled to the brim with butterbeer and the vase, which contained a single red rose. A smile appeared on Hermione's face, and thoughts of "The Unfortunate Incident", which she now referred it as, completely vanished and the feeling of happiness swept over her. Picking up the knife and fork, Hermione tucked into her meal joyfully, which she deserved through all the torture she had been through that day.
After the delicious meal, Hermione thanked the house elfs and made a mental note to get Dobby a very nice, extra special pair of socks from Christmas. Bidding everyone farewell, she stepped out of the Hogwarts kitchens, twirling the rose between her fingers. Hermione decided to walk the long way to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom because she had left her bag and books there. She walked slowly down the dark, deserted corridor, the moonlight filtering in through the windows, it being the only source of light. Hermione approached a bend in the hallway. She walked towards the corner, the big windows there allowing in large amounts of pale moonlight. She stared up at the big whitish-grey orb in the heavens. Hermione brought the rose upwards towards her nose and sniffed at the wonderful flower's scent. At that moment a figure stepped out of the shadows, the dim light from the moon illuminating him.
"Hello Granger."
Hermione, startled because she believed she was alone, grasped a bit too tightly onto the rose, sending a few petals dancing to the floor, "Oh Draco." Hermione stuttered unintentionally from shock. The smirk on his face grew bigger. Still leaning coolly against the wall, with his arms folded across his chest he said "Ah, so I finally get to hear it from your lips." Hermione, who had been fiddling with the rose, accidentally ripped out a few more rose petals at his last statement. She allowed them to slip through her fingers to the floor.
"Who told you?" Hermione asked a bit too quickly. Too cover up for her mistake she laughed nervously, "Who told you such a pack of lies?"
Draco stepped away from the wall and towards Hermione. His icey blue eyes making contact with Hermione's brown ones.
"No use lying to me Granger. Word travels fast around this place, so I know the truth."
He narrowed the gap between them, his face inches away from hers. All of a sudden Hermione realized this was almost exactly like her dream! The moonlight, the rose petals, Draco. . . it all added up. Hermione froze and just gazed back at Draco.
"You know, girls moaning out my name is a common occurrence, but this is difference. A Gryffindor of all people, and especially a friend of Potter's." Draco's smirk returned to his pale face, "I'm quite surprised," His smirk growing in size, "I didn't know you had any taste Granger."
But instead of seeing Hermione's face go red with anger and annoyance, it went pale with shock.
"Calm down Granger," Draco mocked, "I know that it's quite a shock that I, Draco Malfoy, complimented you, the mudblood, not even worthy to be in my presence."
But once again he was unsatisfied. All Hermione did was squeak a few incoherent words and pointed behind Draco, her arm shaking, shaking with fear.
"I wasn't born yesterday Granger. Now quit fooling around, people might think we're up to something." Only know did he realize how romantic it looked, but the thought of him and that mudblood sharing anything, let alone a romantic moment, made him chuckle. Sharing the same air was bad enough.
"Now if you excuse me." Draco made to step backwards, but Hermione grabbed the front of his robes and pulled him towards her. Hermione overestimated her strength in this situation and pulled him with such force that Draco slammed into her, sending them both flying. With a *THUD* Hermione landed on the window seat with Draco on top of her.
"Easy tiger." Draco teased, "I expect dinner and a movie first." ((Do they even have movies? Oh well who cares))
Hermione gripped Draco's arm, her nails digging into his skin, her other hand she used to roughly force Draco's head sideways.
"Hey watch the hair! Do you know how much time it takes to look this good, but of course almost all of it is natural hotness." Draco was struggling, slightly annoyed that his hair was messed up.
". . .Look. . ." Hermione managed to choke out. And so Draco did. His eyes widened. Now he finally understood why Hermione had been babbling nonsense, why she had turned pale, and why she was shaking. In the darkness there was the silhouette of a gigantic creature. It's fangs gleaming in the moonlight, it's saliva oozing out of its mouth, running slowly down its razor sharp pincers, eagerly awaiting its prey.
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And that's the end of chapter 3. I know the whole suspense thing is kinda crap, but oh well. I gotta say that my favourite part has to be when Draco says "Easy Tiger. I expect dinner and a movie first." Just to tell you even though you probably don't care, I had a fantastic skiing holiday, heh, I got sunburned on the first days! My face is tanned now and people notice..it's funny. I wrote quite a bit on the bus.perhaps reviews will encourage me to type faster *hint hint* My mum's mad at me cause I spent hours on here typing instead of practising piano. She's threatened to limit my Internet to 1 hour a day. HOW WILL I SURVIVE!!! And now onto the chapter 2 reviews:
LP Draconis: You have got to be one of my favourite reviews! I love to be complimented *grins* I'm glad that you think I'm a great writer. And the kissing scene, did it sounds realistic to you? Thanks for reviewing :D
peaceoutgrl/me : Thanks for the reviews. Mmm. . .Descriptive words. Nasty, but nice sounds cool.
Megan525g: I'll try and update sooner. I gotta practise piano, do my homework, and be a lazy bum. It's such hard work :) But I will try really hard to get my next chapter out sooner. I've almost complited the next chapter.
Hatokirei: Yay you think I have a great story! A piece of cheese for you. A piece of cheese for everyone reviewed, maybe except Mary Sue Hunter, who'll I'll get to in a minute. Thanks for the review *hugs*
FoXyRoXiE: You are another one of my favourite reviewers. And I had a great time skiing. It kicked butt! Thanks for liking my dream scene. It was kinda a bit hard for me, but I think it's a good part of the story. And hopefully this will be a good story. . . HOPEFULLY
kiki-0303: I wasn't really sure if the Gryff's and the Slytherins's had History together, but in my story they're don't have history together. So I apologize if they do, but not in my story, just to clear that up.
Mary Sue Hunter: Now you, first of all, I can accept criticism. . . but not too well, especially the way you put it. Second, Hermione is not a slut. How can that be slutty? It was a freakin Dream! Don't we all have those kinda dreams and fantasies? And you don't know that Hermione doesn't act like that, this is my story and I'll make her act however I damn well want to. And you don't know that she doesn't dream about Malfoy. In this story she did.. it's a HERM/DRACO for goodness sake! I remember I got a crush on a guy I used to hate, it was weird, but it happened. Oh, *smiles sweetly* thanks for the review.
Max: I really like that =) face, I'm gonna have to use that. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'll try and update sooner. Thanks a billion for the review.
HHGGDDMM: Here's the next chapter, and hopefully I will have chapter 4 out soon too. Thanks for reviewing.
retro44765: "Chill. Relax. If I have a spliff I'd let you smoke it man" Quote from my dad's friend. It's only in the first few chapters. Good things come to those who wait Grasshopper.
Sssssalazar: I like the name. Thanks a lot for the review, here, have a slice on cheese. I love cheese.
water demon : GEMMA! More is coming. Hanky-Panky, I'll see what I can do ;) but I'll need your help. Thanks for reviewing. More reviews! YAY! Have some baked Bean crisps!
Chapter 3: The Dragon Speaks
Hermione stayed in the bathroom for hours. She was too ashamed to go out and face anyone. If she had moaned out anyone else's name she would have returned by lunchtime and acted as if it never happened, maybe even joke about it but no, it just had to be Malfoy's name she whispered, her voice full of lust and pleasure.
Checking her watch, Hermione realized that everyone would be at dinner, so she thought it was safe to leave her hideaway. As she hurried down the lonely corridors, the pitter-patter of her feet was the only sound she heard. Making her way swiftly past the Great Hall, she heard laughter. Deciding to take a peek, Hermione tiptoed to the ajar door, which wasn't really necessary because the pupils excited chatter filled the air. Hermione saw that most of the Gryffindor table was laughing, "Probably about me!" She assumed with a frown. She turned her back on the Great Hall and strode off, heading towards the kitchens.
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"That pair of brown eyes. . .I would know them anywhere." And with that, he left the table and followed after her.
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"Cheese, beans, chocolate," Hermione was looking at the paintings, "Ahh fruit!" Hermione stood on her tiptoes and reached with her forefinger to tickle the pear. With a giggle, the pear transformed into a doorknob. Hermione placed her hand on the doorknob and turned. When she pulled the door back, it revealed the kitchen full of busy house elfs. Although Hermione disapproved of house elf slavery, she was really hungry, her rumbling stomach confirming so. Stepping into the kitchens and closing the painting behind her, Hermione surveyed the busy scene in front of her and thought of returning later when it wasn't so hectic. But as she faced the door she heard a high-pitched voice calling her, "Miss! Miss!" Hermione turned around and looked down. It was Dobby.
"What is you doings here? Why is Miss nots at dinner?"
"Oh. . . " Hermione began to fiddle with a strand of her hair, "I didn't feel like eating with the others."
This answer must have satisfied Dobby because he grabbed her hand and began to pull Hermione towards a quiet corner of the kitchen, which contained a small table and a few chairs. Dobby, being the gentleman that he was, pulled out a chair for Hermione. Thanking the polite house elf, Hermione seated herself and turned to speak to Dobby, but he wasn't there. As she began to ponder where he had gone, he returned carrying a tray giving off mouth-watering aromas. Dobby placed the tray in front of Hermione, gave a small bow, squeaked "Bon Appetite", and joined his fellow house elfs in cleaning the kitchen. Hermione examined the tray. On the tray the sparkling silver cutlery was arranged neatly around the patterned china plate, it was a simple yet beautiful design. Upon the plate was golden brown roast potatoes, grilled steak, and green beans cooked to perfection. As she hungrily eyes the food before her, she noticed the silver goblet filled to the brim with butterbeer and the vase, which contained a single red rose. A smile appeared on Hermione's face, and thoughts of "The Unfortunate Incident", which she now referred it as, completely vanished and the feeling of happiness swept over her. Picking up the knife and fork, Hermione tucked into her meal joyfully, which she deserved through all the torture she had been through that day.
After the delicious meal, Hermione thanked the house elfs and made a mental note to get Dobby a very nice, extra special pair of socks from Christmas. Bidding everyone farewell, she stepped out of the Hogwarts kitchens, twirling the rose between her fingers. Hermione decided to walk the long way to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom because she had left her bag and books there. She walked slowly down the dark, deserted corridor, the moonlight filtering in through the windows, it being the only source of light. Hermione approached a bend in the hallway. She walked towards the corner, the big windows there allowing in large amounts of pale moonlight. She stared up at the big whitish-grey orb in the heavens. Hermione brought the rose upwards towards her nose and sniffed at the wonderful flower's scent. At that moment a figure stepped out of the shadows, the dim light from the moon illuminating him.
"Hello Granger."
Hermione, startled because she believed she was alone, grasped a bit too tightly onto the rose, sending a few petals dancing to the floor, "Oh Draco." Hermione stuttered unintentionally from shock. The smirk on his face grew bigger. Still leaning coolly against the wall, with his arms folded across his chest he said "Ah, so I finally get to hear it from your lips." Hermione, who had been fiddling with the rose, accidentally ripped out a few more rose petals at his last statement. She allowed them to slip through her fingers to the floor.
"Who told you?" Hermione asked a bit too quickly. Too cover up for her mistake she laughed nervously, "Who told you such a pack of lies?"
Draco stepped away from the wall and towards Hermione. His icey blue eyes making contact with Hermione's brown ones.
"No use lying to me Granger. Word travels fast around this place, so I know the truth."
He narrowed the gap between them, his face inches away from hers. All of a sudden Hermione realized this was almost exactly like her dream! The moonlight, the rose petals, Draco. . . it all added up. Hermione froze and just gazed back at Draco.
"You know, girls moaning out my name is a common occurrence, but this is difference. A Gryffindor of all people, and especially a friend of Potter's." Draco's smirk returned to his pale face, "I'm quite surprised," His smirk growing in size, "I didn't know you had any taste Granger."
But instead of seeing Hermione's face go red with anger and annoyance, it went pale with shock.
"Calm down Granger," Draco mocked, "I know that it's quite a shock that I, Draco Malfoy, complimented you, the mudblood, not even worthy to be in my presence."
But once again he was unsatisfied. All Hermione did was squeak a few incoherent words and pointed behind Draco, her arm shaking, shaking with fear.
"I wasn't born yesterday Granger. Now quit fooling around, people might think we're up to something." Only know did he realize how romantic it looked, but the thought of him and that mudblood sharing anything, let alone a romantic moment, made him chuckle. Sharing the same air was bad enough.
"Now if you excuse me." Draco made to step backwards, but Hermione grabbed the front of his robes and pulled him towards her. Hermione overestimated her strength in this situation and pulled him with such force that Draco slammed into her, sending them both flying. With a *THUD* Hermione landed on the window seat with Draco on top of her.
"Easy tiger." Draco teased, "I expect dinner and a movie first." ((Do they even have movies? Oh well who cares))
Hermione gripped Draco's arm, her nails digging into his skin, her other hand she used to roughly force Draco's head sideways.
"Hey watch the hair! Do you know how much time it takes to look this good, but of course almost all of it is natural hotness." Draco was struggling, slightly annoyed that his hair was messed up.
". . .Look. . ." Hermione managed to choke out. And so Draco did. His eyes widened. Now he finally understood why Hermione had been babbling nonsense, why she had turned pale, and why she was shaking. In the darkness there was the silhouette of a gigantic creature. It's fangs gleaming in the moonlight, it's saliva oozing out of its mouth, running slowly down its razor sharp pincers, eagerly awaiting its prey.
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And that's the end of chapter 3. I know the whole suspense thing is kinda crap, but oh well. I gotta say that my favourite part has to be when Draco says "Easy Tiger. I expect dinner and a movie first." Just to tell you even though you probably don't care, I had a fantastic skiing holiday, heh, I got sunburned on the first days! My face is tanned now and people notice..it's funny. I wrote quite a bit on the bus.perhaps reviews will encourage me to type faster *hint hint* My mum's mad at me cause I spent hours on here typing instead of practising piano. She's threatened to limit my Internet to 1 hour a day. HOW WILL I SURVIVE!!! And now onto the chapter 2 reviews:
LP Draconis: You have got to be one of my favourite reviews! I love to be complimented *grins* I'm glad that you think I'm a great writer. And the kissing scene, did it sounds realistic to you? Thanks for reviewing :D
peaceoutgrl/me : Thanks for the reviews. Mmm. . .Descriptive words. Nasty, but nice sounds cool.
Megan525g: I'll try and update sooner. I gotta practise piano, do my homework, and be a lazy bum. It's such hard work :) But I will try really hard to get my next chapter out sooner. I've almost complited the next chapter.
Hatokirei: Yay you think I have a great story! A piece of cheese for you. A piece of cheese for everyone reviewed, maybe except Mary Sue Hunter, who'll I'll get to in a minute. Thanks for the review *hugs*
FoXyRoXiE: You are another one of my favourite reviewers. And I had a great time skiing. It kicked butt! Thanks for liking my dream scene. It was kinda a bit hard for me, but I think it's a good part of the story. And hopefully this will be a good story. . . HOPEFULLY
kiki-0303: I wasn't really sure if the Gryff's and the Slytherins's had History together, but in my story they're don't have history together. So I apologize if they do, but not in my story, just to clear that up.
Mary Sue Hunter: Now you, first of all, I can accept criticism. . . but not too well, especially the way you put it. Second, Hermione is not a slut. How can that be slutty? It was a freakin Dream! Don't we all have those kinda dreams and fantasies? And you don't know that Hermione doesn't act like that, this is my story and I'll make her act however I damn well want to. And you don't know that she doesn't dream about Malfoy. In this story she did.. it's a HERM/DRACO for goodness sake! I remember I got a crush on a guy I used to hate, it was weird, but it happened. Oh, *smiles sweetly* thanks for the review.
Max: I really like that =) face, I'm gonna have to use that. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'll try and update sooner. Thanks a billion for the review.
HHGGDDMM: Here's the next chapter, and hopefully I will have chapter 4 out soon too. Thanks for reviewing.
retro44765: "Chill. Relax. If I have a spliff I'd let you smoke it man" Quote from my dad's friend. It's only in the first few chapters. Good things come to those who wait Grasshopper.
Sssssalazar: I like the name. Thanks a lot for the review, here, have a slice on cheese. I love cheese.
water demon : GEMMA! More is coming. Hanky-Panky, I'll see what I can do ;) but I'll need your help. Thanks for reviewing. More reviews! YAY! Have some baked Bean crisps!