"Emotionless"
Addicted Sinner
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A/N: Whee. o_o 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.
Umm.. Oh, by the way - this would be my first (or second, whatever) attempt at making them seduce eachother - or better yet, even make out. Who the hell knows? So if it's fucked, it's not my fault. XD; o_o and possibly even more action. Depends if I collapse from lack of sleep before then. ^^
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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 earlier 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 small smile came across her lips. He smiled back but had a feeling that she wasn't okay. As soon as class was over, Hermione slowly walked with the two boys then stopped remembering she had a project to finish up for next month.
"Why'd you stop Hermione?" Ron asked.
"I just remembered something. I have to go."
"Want me to come with you?"
"No, Really Ron. I'm fine. Don't worry so much about me. I'm a big girl now, okay? You don't have to protect me so much."
He blushed a little. "I know. I just don't want anything to happen to you." Suddenly realizing what he had just said, he turned a brighter shade of red and she giggled a bit.
"I know. But really. Do. Not. Worry. I'll be fine. I'll see you two later!" she replied and ran off.
"I wonder whats up. Shes had been acting strange lately. First in class, and then just now. You don't think it could have anything to do with all the stress of being Head girl or 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 or not, Ron nodded and walked back to the boy's dorms with his friend.
Surrounded by books and papers as usual, the head girl was slumped over trying to figure out how to finish off her last few paragraphs for her report. She didn't notice however when a certain blond came into the room and stared at her. "Move." He said, thinking she would instantly get up and clear him space - or better yet, even go to her room and go die - but that didn't happen. She was still there, writing away like he didn't even exist. 'We'll see about that..' he thought as he walked over to her and glared down at her once more. "Move." It was more forceful and firm, but she only looked up and blinked a few times. "Where you talking to me?" she asked.
"No Granger, I was talking to my imaginary friend" he rolled his eyes
She smirked. "Now whos loosing the brain cells, Malfoy?"
A small growl came out of his mouth. "Don't you dare say I can't do better then you, Granger. I will and you know it."
The smirk from her face disappeared as she heard these words. Hermione scoffed; "You better then me? You sleep all day and don't even do your work. How the hell can you say you're better then me?"
His eyes cast a darker shade of grey then normal and he stepped infront of her and pushed her books out of the way. She looked horrified like someone had just told her Hogwarts was closing down and education was to be no more. Glaring up at him, a small smirk grew over his face again.
"Now will you move and leave me in peace?" He was only doing this to get her to move, she thought. Hermione stood her ground and glared at him.
"No, Malfoy. Why can't you go to your room and study?" her face was getting red. He held in a laugh. Even if he said 'Hello' to her one day she would most likely get mad at him and lecture him for hours on end. 'But I'm sure she'll be speechless tonight.' He thought as an evil smile came across his face. She caught this though and arched a brow his way.
"Whats wrong? What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing."
"It has to be something. Otherwise you wouldn't have smiled like that, and looked at me."
"It's nothing, alright?"
"I want to know."
His smile got wider. "You'll find out soon enough Granger. You'll find out." Totally forgetting that he wanted to the common to study in, he made his way to his door a frown set on his face while his words were running through Hermione's mind.
'You'll find out soon enough?' What the hell did that mean? That feeling was coming back to her slowly now. How she had felt when she first arrived at Hogwarts at the beginning of the year. Like something bad was about to happen. "With Malfoy, every bad.." she mumbled and sat down, in wich she began to pick up the papers that were thrown around the table and continue her work. Back inside Malfoy's room though, things were just getting started for him. "Tonight." He said. "Tonight is It." his famous smirk appeared once more before he left the dorm and Hermione alone again.
Later that night, a bright and happy Hermione put her quill down. "Finally. I'm done.. Now I can get started on that assignment McGonagall had given us last class.." Looking to her watch, the girl saw it was dinnertime and most of the students and staff would be in the Great Hall. "Perfect. No one to disturb me." Digging through her bag to find the papers she needed, Hermione stopped when she heard a noise. "Hello?" she asked, sitting up straight and trying to peer around the corner. "Malfoy? Is that you?"
"Of course it's me, Granger. Where you expecting your red headed boyfriend to come and see you?" A few chuckles escaped him before he turned and saw a frowning Hermione. "No, I wasn't. I was just wondering actually. The only people that know the password are us and the teachers."
That same evil smile crossed his face once more. It was now or never.
"Then we won't be disturbed by the 'Oh-so-famous-boy-who-lived' and his faithless sidekick, will we?"
"Malfoy, what are you talking about?"
Without answering her question Malfoy took her wrist and made her stand looking into her eyes. They finally met each other's gaze and before she could ask him: 'What the hell are you doing?' his mouth covered hers in a kiss. Trying to fight him but found it was no use the girl (after a few moments) kissed back but suddenly realized who she was kissing. Pulling back from him, she fell to the chair, getting air from a lack of oxygen. "Damnit.." she cursed softly, her brain still jambled from what had just happened. But Malfoy wasted no time in making a comment.
"So I'm that good of a kisser, am I?"
She glared at him. "What did you do that for?"
"I thought you might want to. I mean. You have been stuck in this room almost all day and-"
She cut him off. "And you thought kissing me would work?"
"More or less, yes I did."
"You're sick"
"And you're in need of someone to help you relieve all this tension you have."
"What tension?! I have no tension! I'm perfectly fine, thank you very much." But she knew she was lying to herself. Before, sure she would get mad at Malfoy when he insulted her. But now since she was Head girl, Hermione felt she had more duties and responsibilities to endure, maybe with a little help from her partner? But as usual Malfoy wasn't taking anything seriously. 'Heh. So much for help..' she thought as she tried to stand back up but he blocked her.
"What are you playing at?" Hermione asked
"Nothing."
"Liar."
"So now you think I'm a liar?"
"I've always thought that, actually. I'm surprised you just caught on."
"Well.. Lets see if you catch on to this," he placed a hand on her waist - surprised when she didn't make a move but laughed silently when her whole body went stiff from his touch - and lowered his lips to her ears.
"Would you," he placed a few small kisses on her ear which tickled but she still made no move. "Still think I was a liar" a few more kisses this time on her neck. "If I said that," he was working his way to her collarbone but looked up - wide brown eyes meeting seductive grey ones "I want you." It wasn't a question. More of a statement. And Hermione was easily stunned by these three little words. His question was surrounding her thoughts and she was thinking up something to say.
'No, I hate you. Get the hell away'? No. Even if her mind told her to hate him, her body still wanted him.
'Sure Malfoy I want you too! Let's go to my room shall we?' Definitely not.
"Well?" he asked tilting his head to the side. "I don't have all night Granger." Her eyes kept looking into his as if hoping some answer would magically appear but all she saw was her worried and hesitant expression. The kind that came upon someone's face when they needed protecting. Then the conversation she had with Ron came to her.
'Want me to come with you?'
"No. It's alright, really. I'm fine. Do. Not. Worry. I'm a big girl now.'
'I know. I just don't want to loose you.'
'You don't have to be so protective you know. I'll be okay.'
She didn't want to be the one they 'protected' and 'looked out for' anymore. Seven years was enough. Here she was almost an adult and they were still telling her what to do. Shaking her head and sighing, Hermione turned her attention back to Draco.
"Well?" he asked again.
"Well what?" she replied, a small crimson shade appearing on her face.
"Do you still think I'm a liar when I say I want you?"
A few moments passed while the girl just stood there then finally spoke. "Yes, Malfoy.. I still think you're a liar - even if you said you wanted me. I mean, look at this situation.. You insulted me, hated me and despised my friends and me for six years. Then one night you just come in, kiss me, and think everything's going to be okay? You really think I would fall for your trap?" She noticed his hand was still on her waist. Hermione made a move to try to escape but he pulled her into another embrace and lifted her chin to meet his eyes once more.
"Answer me another question then, Hermione."
She looked confused. "What would that be..?"
"Do.. You.. Want me?"
Her mind raced with a thousand answers. He smirked when he realized she was having trouble deciding her answer. "Well," he started again. "If you're having some slight.. Problems answering maybe I can help you out some?" his lips met hers again as she kissed back almost at once. Her hand was slowly making its way up from his arm to shoulder and then to his hair messing it up slightly. He pulled back this time, glancing at her. "By the way you reacted, I'd say yes you do me after all, Granger."
Her face was priceless after he commented. All the color went from her cheeks but instantly was replaced by another red shade stretching over her face. Lowering her eyes to the floor, he could tell she felt slightly ashamed that she had gotten slightly involved with a Slytherin - Malfoy, none the less - and did nothing about it. Liked it, even.
'Won't Potty and Weasel love to hear about this.. But not before I do what I came for, or at least part of it anyways' he thought. Pale hands made their way to her robes, which unclasped quickly, and was thrown to the floor. Not suprising, she was wearing the school's shirt and skirt. He was shocked though when her hands went to his back and neck, pulling him into a kiss. Emotions over came her obviously. Sure she was making out with the worst possible person and this was most likely the worst possible thing she could have done but at the moment she didn't care. Hermione stopped slightly though as his hand trailed up her leg to the edge of her skirt. Reality hit her hard, in which she backed away from the boy looking at him.
"I'm sorry.. This is just.." no words came out after that. What was it, anyways? Too fast? Too sudden? Too Emotional? Words came and went as he stared at her with a small look of hurt and shock over his face. He figured he would have to try again soon - maybe tomorrow night even. Hermione got up and Draco even moved to let her by. Picking up some papers, the girl glanced back at him. "I really am sorry, Malfoy.. I just don't know what happened.." she started but shook her head and walked into her room. Draco was left there in a pile of papers and Hermione's cloak to sort out his feelings and view of what just happened as well.
"This is gonna take some time.." he mumbled, opening and quietly closing the door to sort things through.
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End chapter four
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A/N: Holy. o___o; Yeah.. Whoo.. Anyways.. Tell me what you thought of my attempt? X.x; And once again - Flames are bad. And they will burn your houses so don't flame me. u.u; Whee.. I'm off to try and get some sleep now. o_o;;
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Addicted Sinner
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A/N: Whee. o_o 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.
Umm.. Oh, by the way - this would be my first (or second, whatever) attempt at making them seduce eachother - or better yet, even make out. Who the hell knows? So if it's fucked, it's not my fault. XD; o_o and possibly even more action. Depends if I collapse from lack of sleep before then. ^^
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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 earlier 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 small smile came across her lips. He smiled back but had a feeling that she wasn't okay. As soon as class was over, Hermione slowly walked with the two boys then stopped remembering she had a project to finish up for next month.
"Why'd you stop Hermione?" Ron asked.
"I just remembered something. I have to go."
"Want me to come with you?"
"No, Really Ron. I'm fine. Don't worry so much about me. I'm a big girl now, okay? You don't have to protect me so much."
He blushed a little. "I know. I just don't want anything to happen to you." Suddenly realizing what he had just said, he turned a brighter shade of red and she giggled a bit.
"I know. But really. Do. Not. Worry. I'll be fine. I'll see you two later!" she replied and ran off.
"I wonder whats up. Shes had been acting strange lately. First in class, and then just now. You don't think it could have anything to do with all the stress of being Head girl or 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 or not, Ron nodded and walked back to the boy's dorms with his friend.
Surrounded by books and papers as usual, the head girl was slumped over trying to figure out how to finish off her last few paragraphs for her report. She didn't notice however when a certain blond came into the room and stared at her. "Move." He said, thinking she would instantly get up and clear him space - or better yet, even go to her room and go die - but that didn't happen. She was still there, writing away like he didn't even exist. 'We'll see about that..' he thought as he walked over to her and glared down at her once more. "Move." It was more forceful and firm, but she only looked up and blinked a few times. "Where you talking to me?" she asked.
"No Granger, I was talking to my imaginary friend" he rolled his eyes
She smirked. "Now whos loosing the brain cells, Malfoy?"
A small growl came out of his mouth. "Don't you dare say I can't do better then you, Granger. I will and you know it."
The smirk from her face disappeared as she heard these words. Hermione scoffed; "You better then me? You sleep all day and don't even do your work. How the hell can you say you're better then me?"
His eyes cast a darker shade of grey then normal and he stepped infront of her and pushed her books out of the way. She looked horrified like someone had just told her Hogwarts was closing down and education was to be no more. Glaring up at him, a small smirk grew over his face again.
"Now will you move and leave me in peace?" He was only doing this to get her to move, she thought. Hermione stood her ground and glared at him.
"No, Malfoy. Why can't you go to your room and study?" her face was getting red. He held in a laugh. Even if he said 'Hello' to her one day she would most likely get mad at him and lecture him for hours on end. 'But I'm sure she'll be speechless tonight.' He thought as an evil smile came across his face. She caught this though and arched a brow his way.
"Whats wrong? What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing."
"It has to be something. Otherwise you wouldn't have smiled like that, and looked at me."
"It's nothing, alright?"
"I want to know."
His smile got wider. "You'll find out soon enough Granger. You'll find out." Totally forgetting that he wanted to the common to study in, he made his way to his door a frown set on his face while his words were running through Hermione's mind.
'You'll find out soon enough?' What the hell did that mean? That feeling was coming back to her slowly now. How she had felt when she first arrived at Hogwarts at the beginning of the year. Like something bad was about to happen. "With Malfoy, every bad.." she mumbled and sat down, in wich she began to pick up the papers that were thrown around the table and continue her work. Back inside Malfoy's room though, things were just getting started for him. "Tonight." He said. "Tonight is It." his famous smirk appeared once more before he left the dorm and Hermione alone again.
Later that night, a bright and happy Hermione put her quill down. "Finally. I'm done.. Now I can get started on that assignment McGonagall had given us last class.." Looking to her watch, the girl saw it was dinnertime and most of the students and staff would be in the Great Hall. "Perfect. No one to disturb me." Digging through her bag to find the papers she needed, Hermione stopped when she heard a noise. "Hello?" she asked, sitting up straight and trying to peer around the corner. "Malfoy? Is that you?"
"Of course it's me, Granger. Where you expecting your red headed boyfriend to come and see you?" A few chuckles escaped him before he turned and saw a frowning Hermione. "No, I wasn't. I was just wondering actually. The only people that know the password are us and the teachers."
That same evil smile crossed his face once more. It was now or never.
"Then we won't be disturbed by the 'Oh-so-famous-boy-who-lived' and his faithless sidekick, will we?"
"Malfoy, what are you talking about?"
Without answering her question Malfoy took her wrist and made her stand looking into her eyes. They finally met each other's gaze and before she could ask him: 'What the hell are you doing?' his mouth covered hers in a kiss. Trying to fight him but found it was no use the girl (after a few moments) kissed back but suddenly realized who she was kissing. Pulling back from him, she fell to the chair, getting air from a lack of oxygen. "Damnit.." she cursed softly, her brain still jambled from what had just happened. But Malfoy wasted no time in making a comment.
"So I'm that good of a kisser, am I?"
She glared at him. "What did you do that for?"
"I thought you might want to. I mean. You have been stuck in this room almost all day and-"
She cut him off. "And you thought kissing me would work?"
"More or less, yes I did."
"You're sick"
"And you're in need of someone to help you relieve all this tension you have."
"What tension?! I have no tension! I'm perfectly fine, thank you very much." But she knew she was lying to herself. Before, sure she would get mad at Malfoy when he insulted her. But now since she was Head girl, Hermione felt she had more duties and responsibilities to endure, maybe with a little help from her partner? But as usual Malfoy wasn't taking anything seriously. 'Heh. So much for help..' she thought as she tried to stand back up but he blocked her.
"What are you playing at?" Hermione asked
"Nothing."
"Liar."
"So now you think I'm a liar?"
"I've always thought that, actually. I'm surprised you just caught on."
"Well.. Lets see if you catch on to this," he placed a hand on her waist - surprised when she didn't make a move but laughed silently when her whole body went stiff from his touch - and lowered his lips to her ears.
"Would you," he placed a few small kisses on her ear which tickled but she still made no move. "Still think I was a liar" a few more kisses this time on her neck. "If I said that," he was working his way to her collarbone but looked up - wide brown eyes meeting seductive grey ones "I want you." It wasn't a question. More of a statement. And Hermione was easily stunned by these three little words. His question was surrounding her thoughts and she was thinking up something to say.
'No, I hate you. Get the hell away'? No. Even if her mind told her to hate him, her body still wanted him.
'Sure Malfoy I want you too! Let's go to my room shall we?' Definitely not.
"Well?" he asked tilting his head to the side. "I don't have all night Granger." Her eyes kept looking into his as if hoping some answer would magically appear but all she saw was her worried and hesitant expression. The kind that came upon someone's face when they needed protecting. Then the conversation she had with Ron came to her.
'Want me to come with you?'
"No. It's alright, really. I'm fine. Do. Not. Worry. I'm a big girl now.'
'I know. I just don't want to loose you.'
'You don't have to be so protective you know. I'll be okay.'
She didn't want to be the one they 'protected' and 'looked out for' anymore. Seven years was enough. Here she was almost an adult and they were still telling her what to do. Shaking her head and sighing, Hermione turned her attention back to Draco.
"Well?" he asked again.
"Well what?" she replied, a small crimson shade appearing on her face.
"Do you still think I'm a liar when I say I want you?"
A few moments passed while the girl just stood there then finally spoke. "Yes, Malfoy.. I still think you're a liar - even if you said you wanted me. I mean, look at this situation.. You insulted me, hated me and despised my friends and me for six years. Then one night you just come in, kiss me, and think everything's going to be okay? You really think I would fall for your trap?" She noticed his hand was still on her waist. Hermione made a move to try to escape but he pulled her into another embrace and lifted her chin to meet his eyes once more.
"Answer me another question then, Hermione."
She looked confused. "What would that be..?"
"Do.. You.. Want me?"
Her mind raced with a thousand answers. He smirked when he realized she was having trouble deciding her answer. "Well," he started again. "If you're having some slight.. Problems answering maybe I can help you out some?" his lips met hers again as she kissed back almost at once. Her hand was slowly making its way up from his arm to shoulder and then to his hair messing it up slightly. He pulled back this time, glancing at her. "By the way you reacted, I'd say yes you do me after all, Granger."
Her face was priceless after he commented. All the color went from her cheeks but instantly was replaced by another red shade stretching over her face. Lowering her eyes to the floor, he could tell she felt slightly ashamed that she had gotten slightly involved with a Slytherin - Malfoy, none the less - and did nothing about it. Liked it, even.
'Won't Potty and Weasel love to hear about this.. But not before I do what I came for, or at least part of it anyways' he thought. Pale hands made their way to her robes, which unclasped quickly, and was thrown to the floor. Not suprising, she was wearing the school's shirt and skirt. He was shocked though when her hands went to his back and neck, pulling him into a kiss. Emotions over came her obviously. Sure she was making out with the worst possible person and this was most likely the worst possible thing she could have done but at the moment she didn't care. Hermione stopped slightly though as his hand trailed up her leg to the edge of her skirt. Reality hit her hard, in which she backed away from the boy looking at him.
"I'm sorry.. This is just.." no words came out after that. What was it, anyways? Too fast? Too sudden? Too Emotional? Words came and went as he stared at her with a small look of hurt and shock over his face. He figured he would have to try again soon - maybe tomorrow night even. Hermione got up and Draco even moved to let her by. Picking up some papers, the girl glanced back at him. "I really am sorry, Malfoy.. I just don't know what happened.." she started but shook her head and walked into her room. Draco was left there in a pile of papers and Hermione's cloak to sort out his feelings and view of what just happened as well.
"This is gonna take some time.." he mumbled, opening and quietly closing the door to sort things through.
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End chapter four
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A/N: Holy. o___o; Yeah.. Whoo.. Anyways.. Tell me what you thought of my attempt? X.x; And once again - Flames are bad. And they will burn your houses so don't flame me. u.u; Whee.. I'm off to try and get some sleep now. o_o;;
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