She Spy
Chapter 3
Actually starting to spy
(or not)
Grunts and small sounds of pain were clearly audible in the small living room. Sunlight streamed in through the windows, slightly dimmed by the yellow gauze curtains hanging there. It was clearly mid afternoon, and not a single cloud hid the sky from view.
Hermione was about ready to cry. She was in such pain; it felt like she had been tortured for hours.
"Oh, put me out of my suffering! Just end it, please, have mercy!" she cried, clutching her stomach as she lay still on the floor.
"Stop being such a drama queen and finish your crunches, Hermione," Chloe said, rifling through various papers and photos, not even glancing at Hermione.
"This is cruel and unusual punishment! Now I know why they were going to lock you up! You're-," Hermione's rant was interrupted by a snap of Chloe's fingers. She grumbled and continued her crunches, counting off after each.
"Explain to me -153- why I must -154- go through this again?" she grunted out as she came up each time.
Chloe sighed and set down the papers. "It's really simple, really. Men are naturally lusty creatures, and I'm assuming this one isn't any different."
Hermione snorted, and Chloe gave her a menacing glare. Hermione immediately went back to crunches.
"Anyway, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted. The better looking you are, the more a man is likely to let you under his skin. Get it?"
Hermione whimpered and kept on crunching.
+ Time passes +
Hermione rubbed her sore stomach as she read the most recent report on Draco Malfoy. Blah blah blah, it was the same as all the other reports she and Chloe had read in the past 2 weeks. In the seat next to her, Chloe groaned in frustration and set down the paper she had been reading.
"What is it?" Hermione asked, picking up the discarded paper. Chloe just groaned again and slumped her head down, her honey-blonde hair flopping all over the desk.
Hermione began to read the report, casting an occasional worried glance at the unmoving figure next to her. She finished reading the report and set it down, carefully tapping Chloe on the back of her head. The head lifted slowly and turned to face her.
"What's the matter? There's nothing in this report," Hermione said, pointing towards it.
"Exactly! There's nothing in that report, or in any of the hundreds of other reports we have read! We have nothing!" she cried, swiping all the reports off the table.
"Well what are we going to do then?" Hermione asked, feeling a sense of hopelessness begin to bubble into her mind.
Chloe stared straight ahead and didn't respond right away. Hermione was about to repeat her question when she spoke.
"We have to spy on him," she said, her brow furrowing in thought.
Hermione felt a jump of excitement. They were actually going to do something other than read! She wasn't overly eager to be spying on her one and only nemesis, Draco Malfoy, but you can't be too specific when you're desperate for something to do.
Chloe turned to her and sighed heavily. "Come on, Herm, we have got tons of work to do."
+
Ugh. It's late and I really need to get going to bed. This chapter is short because of the previously mentioned cause.
Thanks to all of my reviewers. You keep me going. Well, you and sugar. Keep writing me!
I know this story is rated R now, but it won't live up to its rating until later chapters. I just didn't want other people to start to read this and not be able to once the rating got bumped up.
Yes, folks, it's another chapter without our favorite HP character, Draco Malfoy. I promise you that he will actually be seen next chapter, and might even be talking in the next 2 after that.
Disclaimer: All HP characters in this story are J.K. Rowling's. The plot and Chloe are mine.
Now that I've got that out of the way, I'm going to get a-going now.
TTFN
Crazy_Peanut_Chick
Chapter 3
Actually starting to spy
(or not)
Grunts and small sounds of pain were clearly audible in the small living room. Sunlight streamed in through the windows, slightly dimmed by the yellow gauze curtains hanging there. It was clearly mid afternoon, and not a single cloud hid the sky from view.
Hermione was about ready to cry. She was in such pain; it felt like she had been tortured for hours.
"Oh, put me out of my suffering! Just end it, please, have mercy!" she cried, clutching her stomach as she lay still on the floor.
"Stop being such a drama queen and finish your crunches, Hermione," Chloe said, rifling through various papers and photos, not even glancing at Hermione.
"This is cruel and unusual punishment! Now I know why they were going to lock you up! You're-," Hermione's rant was interrupted by a snap of Chloe's fingers. She grumbled and continued her crunches, counting off after each.
"Explain to me -153- why I must -154- go through this again?" she grunted out as she came up each time.
Chloe sighed and set down the papers. "It's really simple, really. Men are naturally lusty creatures, and I'm assuming this one isn't any different."
Hermione snorted, and Chloe gave her a menacing glare. Hermione immediately went back to crunches.
"Anyway, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted. The better looking you are, the more a man is likely to let you under his skin. Get it?"
Hermione whimpered and kept on crunching.
+ Time passes +
Hermione rubbed her sore stomach as she read the most recent report on Draco Malfoy. Blah blah blah, it was the same as all the other reports she and Chloe had read in the past 2 weeks. In the seat next to her, Chloe groaned in frustration and set down the paper she had been reading.
"What is it?" Hermione asked, picking up the discarded paper. Chloe just groaned again and slumped her head down, her honey-blonde hair flopping all over the desk.
Hermione began to read the report, casting an occasional worried glance at the unmoving figure next to her. She finished reading the report and set it down, carefully tapping Chloe on the back of her head. The head lifted slowly and turned to face her.
"What's the matter? There's nothing in this report," Hermione said, pointing towards it.
"Exactly! There's nothing in that report, or in any of the hundreds of other reports we have read! We have nothing!" she cried, swiping all the reports off the table.
"Well what are we going to do then?" Hermione asked, feeling a sense of hopelessness begin to bubble into her mind.
Chloe stared straight ahead and didn't respond right away. Hermione was about to repeat her question when she spoke.
"We have to spy on him," she said, her brow furrowing in thought.
Hermione felt a jump of excitement. They were actually going to do something other than read! She wasn't overly eager to be spying on her one and only nemesis, Draco Malfoy, but you can't be too specific when you're desperate for something to do.
Chloe turned to her and sighed heavily. "Come on, Herm, we have got tons of work to do."
+
Ugh. It's late and I really need to get going to bed. This chapter is short because of the previously mentioned cause.
Thanks to all of my reviewers. You keep me going. Well, you and sugar. Keep writing me!
I know this story is rated R now, but it won't live up to its rating until later chapters. I just didn't want other people to start to read this and not be able to once the rating got bumped up.
Yes, folks, it's another chapter without our favorite HP character, Draco Malfoy. I promise you that he will actually be seen next chapter, and might even be talking in the next 2 after that.
Disclaimer: All HP characters in this story are J.K. Rowling's. The plot and Chloe are mine.
Now that I've got that out of the way, I'm going to get a-going now.
TTFN
Crazy_Peanut_Chick
