"Emotionless"

Addicted Sinner

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A/N: Whee. o_o Chapter three is up. Decided to write somemore since PSP7 is busy downloading and I have nothing better to do. I would have had this up last night and shit but I finally fell asleep at a decent hour. O_o; Whoo.. x.o; Reviews were cool last time. :D Read and Review. Thanks.

Flames are evil - flame me, and I shall use them to burn your house down.. So no flames.

Oh by the way - I made half of this fic when I got home from school, and the other half at midnight.. so If Draco flirts with Hermione.. its not my fault. x_X;

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A cloaked figure stepped slowly in the room, as the students were copying notes, talking quietly or chopping up their ingredients. "Alright. Settle down." He said and stood behind the podium and stared at all the students. "Roll call. Lets see.." he started pointing a pale finger through a list of names.

"Potter?"

"Here."

"Weasley?"

"Here."

"Granger?"

"Here, sir."

"Malfoy?"

"Right here, Professor Snape."

Black hues looked over the parchment towards the boy, a faint smile coming over his face before he continued on with roll call. Hermione's mind drifted to eariler that day when she and Malfoy had yet another fight and hate had rose up once more. Sighing, she picked up her quill but didn't do anything else. Ron was the first to notice this, nudging her ribs a bit.

"Hermione you okay?"

"Hmm..? Oh.. yeah, Ron. Fine." A fake smile came across her lips. He smiled back but had a feeling that she wasn't okay. As soon as class was over, Hermione left the two boys saying something about going to the common room to finish up a project that was due in a month. They stared after her, as Ron shook his head.

"I wonder whats up. Shes had been acting strange. You don't think it could have anything to do with Malfoy, do you?" Harry asked his friend.

"Maybe. If he even thinks about touching her or anything, I swear I'll.."

"Hold on Ron. Hermione is old enough to take care of herself. Besides, she going to the common room, right? She'll be fine there." He assured the red head. After a few moments of thinking whether it was a good idea, Ron nodded and walked back to the boy's dorms having no second thought of what might really happen.

Little did they know, Draco had a plan already figured out in his mind. He figured he would catch her when she was alone, act.. nice towards her, seduce (and maybe even more) and make her fall to his knees. It was the Ultimate payback in his eyes. There was no denying. He set off a few moments later to put his plan into action.



It was dinner time for all the students but Hermione didn't feel like eating anything today. The project she had to work on wasn't complete yet (Even though she had a few more paragraphs to write) and the whole thing with Malfoy and her fighting kept seeping back into her brain. "Damn you, Malfoy.. Why do you have to be such a prick all the time?" she asked to no one in particular but was shocked when a voice answered back.

"And you would care, Granger because?"

"I didn't know anyone was in here."

"I know. I just came in and found you talking to yourself - and, did I hear my name involved In the conversation?"

She blushed a deep red, which made him smirk. "I don't have time to talk," she started but he cut her off. "You're working on the project aren't you? Which is due in a month?"

She nodded staring back at him. Then a thought came to mind.

"Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden? Yesterday you were yelling your ass off at me saying how I was a no good excuse for a witch Muggle born and all that shit. What happened?" the girl asked, looking at his skeptically.

"Maybe I thought I just to have a civilized conversation with you for once?"

"Oh, okay. So last night when you screamed at and insulted me was your idea of starting a civilized conversation? And then go back to being a total ass five minutes later, was that your plan Malfoy?"

He put a look on like he had just been hurt, smiling inside as her face turned a deeper shade of red. "I'm crushed.."

Shaking her head once more, she got up and walked to her room. "Whatever. I need to play your mind games tonight. I'll get my things In the morning, alright?" she motioned towards her books and papers then opened and closed her door.

So his plan didn't work out as he had hoped. There was always tomorrow.. right?

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A/N: Short. O_o; I know. Writers block really sucks and.. I don't feel like typing anymore. x_x; Plus I don't even think this chapter made that much sense.. Half of it was written when I got home, and the rest just now. Whoo. O_O