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I only own Demeter, Alonzo, Dusty, and the plot.
Don't forget you guys, this isn't going to be a smooth sailing story. Things will start going downhill in the later chapters. I don't know how I'm going to approach the big bad, but I know it will happen. Unless all of you would like this story to be one where the only problems are when the main characters get into arguments, I will continue with all this fluff while I try to keep the plot monster at bay. On with the chapter! As for the comment about this story's lack of Ron-ness.I have a few ideas for him. Though, that won't be revealed until the next chapter. Tehehehe.
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"Worldwide legend, Demeter Morgan, has been discovered as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Hermione read aloud from behind the Daily Prophet.
She smiled and laid the newspaper down, her gaze resting on Draco. Draco returned the smile, ceasing in his pacing.
"Dumbledore said he's going to visit us this afternoon," he stated.
Hermione snorted. Leave it to Draco to change the topic in less than two seconds. He seemed to do that just to spite her.
"Okay, Draco Tristen Malfoy. Since we're changing subjects, have you seen Ginny?" she asked, arching an eyebrow mockingly.
Draco chuckled. "I've rubbed off on you," he said.
Hermione closed her eyes, hoping that he hadn't intended on the double meaning.
"We should go look for Ginny," she whispered and reopened her eyes.
Draco smiled warmly. "Okay, let's go find the little tyrant," he said in a whiney voice and feigned a small groan.
Hermione laughed and poked him in the rib as she stood. "I'm going to tattle on you," she stuck her tongue out childishly and jumped up and down.
Draco sighed softly. "Spare me," he said and placed his hands on her shoulders to stabilize her.
Hermione's hand flew to her mouth. "Oww! I bit my lip," she whimpered and pouted.
Draco chuckled softly and pulled her close by the waist. Hermione absolutely loved these moments. It was when Draco was suave, sexy, and sweet all at the same time.
"I'll make it better," he whispered.
Draco instantly claimed her lips in a feather-soft kiss. Hermione immediately melted into him; Ginny forgotten.
~*~
Ginny jiggled the doorknob. She gave up and scavenged through her robe for her wand. She groaned in defeat as she realized she had left her wand in her dorm.
"Harry, do you have your wand?" she turned around.
Harry was sitting on a desk, looking at ease in spite of the situation at hand. He shook his head no.
Ginny gave a frustrated sigh and pulled on the doorknob with all her might. She even put her feet up against the doorframe and pulled.
Harry chuckled. Could Ginny really be that clueless? Oh well, he was alone with Ginny. What could be better? A dozen images containing Ginny materialized in his psyche.
Ginny sighed in defeat and plopped down in a seat. Harry grinned at this. Pay back time.
Harry slid off of the desk and sauntered over to her.
"Don't you like spending time with me, Ginny?" he asked, taking a seat beside her.
Ginny smiled, wary of his closeness. "Of course I do, Harry," she said in a would-be-cheery voice.
Harry had to choke back a laugh. "What's your dominating emotion?" he asked, beginning to twiddle his thumbs.
Ginny fidgeted. "Nervousness," she answered, smiling weakly. What happened to that confident woman from the Hogsmeade visit?
"Are you nervous because of me?" he asked in a joking manner.
Ginny remained silent, looking at her hands as if they were speaking to her.
Harry playfully feigned a hurt air. "Virginia, I'm hurt!" he exclaimed and smiled.
Ginny smiled. "Cut to the chase, Potter," she said in a playful manner, poking him in the ribs.
Harry smirked. "I didn't know we were playing games," he inquired.
Ginny's smile turned into a mischievous smirk. "We weren't, but now that you mention it. you're it," she said and tapped him on the shoulder.
She quickly stood and ran to the other side of the room. Harry stood and chased after her, set on catching her. Ginny squealed and ducked under a desk to avoid her capture. Harry laughed and dropped to his knees. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her out from underneath the table so that she was practically beneath him.
"So, what's my prize for catching you?" he asked and held her wrists above her head so that she couldn't get away.
Ginny laughed softly. "I think something can be arranged," she whispered before Harry's lips claimed her's.
The kiss was ended when Harry withdrew. He stood and chuckled.
"I think you might want to see this," he said and helped her up.
He walked over to the door and pushed the door open. Ginny simply gaped.
"Harry, how did you open it?" she asked, still a bit breathless from the kiss.
"You were pulling on the door. You have to push it open," he winked and headed back to the common room.
Ginny blinked several times. He had known that all you had to do was push the door open from the start.
"That little devil!" she half yelled.
Feeling that she had had enough fluff for one day, she decided to look for Ron. She hadn't spoken to her brother in a while.
When she finally found Ron in the Great Hall, she was completely unprepared for what she saw.
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CLIFFHANGER! Tehehe! It didn't take me as long to write this chapter as last time. I already have almost three notebook pages worth of the next chapter written in my story notebook. I hope you liked this chapter! I'll give you a small hint for the next chapter. The title for chapter ten is Table Dancing.
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I only own Demeter, Alonzo, Dusty, and the plot.
Don't forget you guys, this isn't going to be a smooth sailing story. Things will start going downhill in the later chapters. I don't know how I'm going to approach the big bad, but I know it will happen. Unless all of you would like this story to be one where the only problems are when the main characters get into arguments, I will continue with all this fluff while I try to keep the plot monster at bay. On with the chapter! As for the comment about this story's lack of Ron-ness.I have a few ideas for him. Though, that won't be revealed until the next chapter. Tehehehe.
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"Worldwide legend, Demeter Morgan, has been discovered as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Hermione read aloud from behind the Daily Prophet.
She smiled and laid the newspaper down, her gaze resting on Draco. Draco returned the smile, ceasing in his pacing.
"Dumbledore said he's going to visit us this afternoon," he stated.
Hermione snorted. Leave it to Draco to change the topic in less than two seconds. He seemed to do that just to spite her.
"Okay, Draco Tristen Malfoy. Since we're changing subjects, have you seen Ginny?" she asked, arching an eyebrow mockingly.
Draco chuckled. "I've rubbed off on you," he said.
Hermione closed her eyes, hoping that he hadn't intended on the double meaning.
"We should go look for Ginny," she whispered and reopened her eyes.
Draco smiled warmly. "Okay, let's go find the little tyrant," he said in a whiney voice and feigned a small groan.
Hermione laughed and poked him in the rib as she stood. "I'm going to tattle on you," she stuck her tongue out childishly and jumped up and down.
Draco sighed softly. "Spare me," he said and placed his hands on her shoulders to stabilize her.
Hermione's hand flew to her mouth. "Oww! I bit my lip," she whimpered and pouted.
Draco chuckled softly and pulled her close by the waist. Hermione absolutely loved these moments. It was when Draco was suave, sexy, and sweet all at the same time.
"I'll make it better," he whispered.
Draco instantly claimed her lips in a feather-soft kiss. Hermione immediately melted into him; Ginny forgotten.
~*~
Ginny jiggled the doorknob. She gave up and scavenged through her robe for her wand. She groaned in defeat as she realized she had left her wand in her dorm.
"Harry, do you have your wand?" she turned around.
Harry was sitting on a desk, looking at ease in spite of the situation at hand. He shook his head no.
Ginny gave a frustrated sigh and pulled on the doorknob with all her might. She even put her feet up against the doorframe and pulled.
Harry chuckled. Could Ginny really be that clueless? Oh well, he was alone with Ginny. What could be better? A dozen images containing Ginny materialized in his psyche.
Ginny sighed in defeat and plopped down in a seat. Harry grinned at this. Pay back time.
Harry slid off of the desk and sauntered over to her.
"Don't you like spending time with me, Ginny?" he asked, taking a seat beside her.
Ginny smiled, wary of his closeness. "Of course I do, Harry," she said in a would-be-cheery voice.
Harry had to choke back a laugh. "What's your dominating emotion?" he asked, beginning to twiddle his thumbs.
Ginny fidgeted. "Nervousness," she answered, smiling weakly. What happened to that confident woman from the Hogsmeade visit?
"Are you nervous because of me?" he asked in a joking manner.
Ginny remained silent, looking at her hands as if they were speaking to her.
Harry playfully feigned a hurt air. "Virginia, I'm hurt!" he exclaimed and smiled.
Ginny smiled. "Cut to the chase, Potter," she said in a playful manner, poking him in the ribs.
Harry smirked. "I didn't know we were playing games," he inquired.
Ginny's smile turned into a mischievous smirk. "We weren't, but now that you mention it. you're it," she said and tapped him on the shoulder.
She quickly stood and ran to the other side of the room. Harry stood and chased after her, set on catching her. Ginny squealed and ducked under a desk to avoid her capture. Harry laughed and dropped to his knees. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her out from underneath the table so that she was practically beneath him.
"So, what's my prize for catching you?" he asked and held her wrists above her head so that she couldn't get away.
Ginny laughed softly. "I think something can be arranged," she whispered before Harry's lips claimed her's.
The kiss was ended when Harry withdrew. He stood and chuckled.
"I think you might want to see this," he said and helped her up.
He walked over to the door and pushed the door open. Ginny simply gaped.
"Harry, how did you open it?" she asked, still a bit breathless from the kiss.
"You were pulling on the door. You have to push it open," he winked and headed back to the common room.
Ginny blinked several times. He had known that all you had to do was push the door open from the start.
"That little devil!" she half yelled.
Feeling that she had had enough fluff for one day, she decided to look for Ron. She hadn't spoken to her brother in a while.
When she finally found Ron in the Great Hall, she was completely unprepared for what she saw.
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CLIFFHANGER! Tehehe! It didn't take me as long to write this chapter as last time. I already have almost three notebook pages worth of the next chapter written in my story notebook. I hope you liked this chapter! I'll give you a small hint for the next chapter. The title for chapter ten is Table Dancing.
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