Ok here is another one!
~Chapter 3~
It was ten past 9 and Stella knew he would be waiting. She had purposely taken her time and took the long way to the library.
She didn't like to follow orders from a Slytherin, but she was too frightened do anything else, so being ten minutes late was the best she could do.
She walked in and made her way to the back section. Draco was seated and the end seat, leaning on the back two legs with his feet up on the table and a book in his lap.
"Your late." He said without looking up.
"My deepest apologies on mighty one" she snickered.
He sat up right and slammed to book on the table. His eyes turned a shade of steel gray.
If I take time out of my day to send time with the likes of you, then you sure as hell better be here when I tell you to be here!" he bellowed
'Mental note to self: don't try and be cute.never be later for Malfoy' Stella silently thought. He was so unpredictable and dangerous, that she would really rather not set off his temper. Although she was quite nervous, she hid it well.
"Look Malfoy, you're the one who asked me to meet you, not the other way around. So don't act like I'm wasting your precious time. What is it you want from me so I can be on my way?"
For a moment they just locked eyes. He was testing her. In actuality he had nowhere to be. It was either this or the common room with his groupies hanging on his arm.
He wanted to see how she would react, if she was the type of girl to shy off and do whatever he said, or stick up for herself. He wasn't surprised at her reaction though, she was his (not Draco's) sister and all, even if nobody talked about it.
She broke away from his gaze, looking around awkwardly.
"Sit" and he motioned to a seat next him.
Stella casually sat down as if it weren't out of the ordinary to be this close to a Malfoy. A family she was told to despise every since the first day of school. But Stella hadn't labeled him as evil like everyone else. Stella knew what it meant to be thought of certain way because of your family, yes that she knew all about.
Perhaps that's why she didn't object to his offer to meeting in the library. She wanted to know if everything she heard about him was true.
"Ok," Draco drawled. "here's the deal. I had a lot of homework tonight and I don't have time to finish it all not to mention I need to write an essay on the history of fashion in the magic world." Stella tried hard to suppress a giggle. "History of fashion? Why I didn't know you were into that kind of thing Malfoy." She teased
"I was absent a few days ago and when I came back the class had started an assignment with partners and the only person with out one was that idiot Sandra Betrick. Hence this lame ass topic." He painfully uttered.
" I need a girls help and there is no way I'm doing this with Betrick." He continued and cringed at the girls name.
"Well there is always Pansy.as I recall you two are very close" Stella suggested.
"Please don't flatter yourself into thinking that you know everything about my personal life. I wouldn't work with Pansy if my life depended on it." He continued. "When I ran into you this morning I thought well you're a girl and you wear clothes."
"Way to put two and two together, you should really looking into being an investigator" Stella interrupted.
Draco discarded her sassy tone. "Look if I don't do well on this project then I fail the class. All you have to do is help me a few nights this week, and then we'll call it even."
"Even? I don't owe you anything, I simply agreed to meet you because I wanted to see what lame chore you could possibly think I would do"
She said really irritated that he thought he could just give her instructions and that she would just drop everything for him because he was so goddamn good looking
"And now that I know what it is, I will be one my way thanks. She started to stand up and added "Good luck in summer school."
Draco grabbed her wrist."what do you want?" he asked his teeth clenched his eyes narrow.
"Excuse me?"
"What do want?" he repeated and pronounced every syllable as if she had trouble hearing.
She understood what he meant, and was about to just say something nasty in return and leave when it hit her. 'Draco needs me.' She smiled 'I could definitely work this to my advantage'
He saw her wheels turning and face change from annoyed to pleased.
"I'm not just going to waste this Malfoy. If I do this, then when ever I decide what I want and I tell you must do it." Stella bargained.
Draco just stayed in his position looking her over. 'Whatever she thinks up of it can't be that bad, and I would rather summit myself to a stupid request then have to explain to father that I failed History of Magic.' He finally came to the conclusion that he would do it.
"One favor, and one only." He told her after the long pause.
"Deal" She smiled a very devious smile that made him wonder just what he was getting himself into.
"Here, same place, same time tomorrow." And let go of her wrist and started walking to the door. "And this time don't be late" he called over his shoulder.
On the way back to his dorm he thought about the way she had cleverly gotten away with what she wanted, and had kept her cool.
'Yes she is defiantly a Cooper'
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Jim pulled away.
"Please don't stop" Ashlee Jones moaned.
Jim didn't want to stop, in fact that was the least thing he wanted to do.but he couldn't just give the girl the satisfaction of having Jim Cooper after only a few days. -Always leave them wanting more- that was his motto.
And it always worked. He would go as far as he thought a girl deserved, and then leave. It was what he was known for. Its not that he never went all the way, but for some reason he didn't want to.
Girls always assumed that it was just them that he didn't have sex with, that they weren't his type or good enough, and were too humiliated to admit it.so everyone went on believing the masquerade that was Jim Cooper.
"I have to go, this is just not what I thought it was going to be." He explained. "Its not you its me, (he tried to be as polite as possible, even if he was toying with girls emotions, he didn't want to be the cause of some girly break down) there just isn't any chemistry between us, you'll have better luck next time."
Then he walked out of his room, leaving a hurt and confused Ashlee Jones behind. He ran his fingers threw his golden blonde hair and walked down the stairs.
He would give her time to collect her thoughts, change and leave.
Sometimes there would be a feeling of guilt, but he always pushed it away. 'Its not my fault that I don't feel anything for these girls, I'm just having a little fun, and since when was that a crime?' He reasoned with him self. But something was missing and he knew it.
A big thank you to Damnfinedraco, (lol nice name) you were my first reviewer and I hope you keep reading!
As for the rest of you come on it takes two seconds!
XOXO beth
~Chapter 3~
It was ten past 9 and Stella knew he would be waiting. She had purposely taken her time and took the long way to the library.
She didn't like to follow orders from a Slytherin, but she was too frightened do anything else, so being ten minutes late was the best she could do.
She walked in and made her way to the back section. Draco was seated and the end seat, leaning on the back two legs with his feet up on the table and a book in his lap.
"Your late." He said without looking up.
"My deepest apologies on mighty one" she snickered.
He sat up right and slammed to book on the table. His eyes turned a shade of steel gray.
If I take time out of my day to send time with the likes of you, then you sure as hell better be here when I tell you to be here!" he bellowed
'Mental note to self: don't try and be cute.never be later for Malfoy' Stella silently thought. He was so unpredictable and dangerous, that she would really rather not set off his temper. Although she was quite nervous, she hid it well.
"Look Malfoy, you're the one who asked me to meet you, not the other way around. So don't act like I'm wasting your precious time. What is it you want from me so I can be on my way?"
For a moment they just locked eyes. He was testing her. In actuality he had nowhere to be. It was either this or the common room with his groupies hanging on his arm.
He wanted to see how she would react, if she was the type of girl to shy off and do whatever he said, or stick up for herself. He wasn't surprised at her reaction though, she was his (not Draco's) sister and all, even if nobody talked about it.
She broke away from his gaze, looking around awkwardly.
"Sit" and he motioned to a seat next him.
Stella casually sat down as if it weren't out of the ordinary to be this close to a Malfoy. A family she was told to despise every since the first day of school. But Stella hadn't labeled him as evil like everyone else. Stella knew what it meant to be thought of certain way because of your family, yes that she knew all about.
Perhaps that's why she didn't object to his offer to meeting in the library. She wanted to know if everything she heard about him was true.
"Ok," Draco drawled. "here's the deal. I had a lot of homework tonight and I don't have time to finish it all not to mention I need to write an essay on the history of fashion in the magic world." Stella tried hard to suppress a giggle. "History of fashion? Why I didn't know you were into that kind of thing Malfoy." She teased
"I was absent a few days ago and when I came back the class had started an assignment with partners and the only person with out one was that idiot Sandra Betrick. Hence this lame ass topic." He painfully uttered.
" I need a girls help and there is no way I'm doing this with Betrick." He continued and cringed at the girls name.
"Well there is always Pansy.as I recall you two are very close" Stella suggested.
"Please don't flatter yourself into thinking that you know everything about my personal life. I wouldn't work with Pansy if my life depended on it." He continued. "When I ran into you this morning I thought well you're a girl and you wear clothes."
"Way to put two and two together, you should really looking into being an investigator" Stella interrupted.
Draco discarded her sassy tone. "Look if I don't do well on this project then I fail the class. All you have to do is help me a few nights this week, and then we'll call it even."
"Even? I don't owe you anything, I simply agreed to meet you because I wanted to see what lame chore you could possibly think I would do"
She said really irritated that he thought he could just give her instructions and that she would just drop everything for him because he was so goddamn good looking
"And now that I know what it is, I will be one my way thanks. She started to stand up and added "Good luck in summer school."
Draco grabbed her wrist."what do you want?" he asked his teeth clenched his eyes narrow.
"Excuse me?"
"What do want?" he repeated and pronounced every syllable as if she had trouble hearing.
She understood what he meant, and was about to just say something nasty in return and leave when it hit her. 'Draco needs me.' She smiled 'I could definitely work this to my advantage'
He saw her wheels turning and face change from annoyed to pleased.
"I'm not just going to waste this Malfoy. If I do this, then when ever I decide what I want and I tell you must do it." Stella bargained.
Draco just stayed in his position looking her over. 'Whatever she thinks up of it can't be that bad, and I would rather summit myself to a stupid request then have to explain to father that I failed History of Magic.' He finally came to the conclusion that he would do it.
"One favor, and one only." He told her after the long pause.
"Deal" She smiled a very devious smile that made him wonder just what he was getting himself into.
"Here, same place, same time tomorrow." And let go of her wrist and started walking to the door. "And this time don't be late" he called over his shoulder.
On the way back to his dorm he thought about the way she had cleverly gotten away with what she wanted, and had kept her cool.
'Yes she is defiantly a Cooper'
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Jim pulled away.
"Please don't stop" Ashlee Jones moaned.
Jim didn't want to stop, in fact that was the least thing he wanted to do.but he couldn't just give the girl the satisfaction of having Jim Cooper after only a few days. -Always leave them wanting more- that was his motto.
And it always worked. He would go as far as he thought a girl deserved, and then leave. It was what he was known for. Its not that he never went all the way, but for some reason he didn't want to.
Girls always assumed that it was just them that he didn't have sex with, that they weren't his type or good enough, and were too humiliated to admit it.so everyone went on believing the masquerade that was Jim Cooper.
"I have to go, this is just not what I thought it was going to be." He explained. "Its not you its me, (he tried to be as polite as possible, even if he was toying with girls emotions, he didn't want to be the cause of some girly break down) there just isn't any chemistry between us, you'll have better luck next time."
Then he walked out of his room, leaving a hurt and confused Ashlee Jones behind. He ran his fingers threw his golden blonde hair and walked down the stairs.
He would give her time to collect her thoughts, change and leave.
Sometimes there would be a feeling of guilt, but he always pushed it away. 'Its not my fault that I don't feel anything for these girls, I'm just having a little fun, and since when was that a crime?' He reasoned with him self. But something was missing and he knew it.
A big thank you to Damnfinedraco, (lol nice name) you were my first reviewer and I hope you keep reading!
As for the rest of you come on it takes two seconds!
XOXO beth
