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Chapter 3-
~Draco POV~
I heard what Granger said. She wasn't too good at being quiet. Everyone knew this- especially in class. I chuckled to myself- something I do rarely. I waited for her outside, receiving "looks" from other students. I glared at them, and they immediately looked away.
Well? They should know better than to mess with a Malfoy.
Granger came out of the compartment and scowled at me. "Are we leaving or not?" she asked rudely. I was taken back- the long-molared goody two shoes actually had an attitude. This was something new. We could start to develop it- that is, if she would ever be willing to spend that much time with me. Judging from the look on her face, I doubted it. As much as I hated to admit it, I said to her,
"You look adorable like that." She looked taken aback for a moment, then rolled her eyes. Then she stomped off to the front of the train. I ran quickly after her. I was almost next to her when a pair of perfectly manicured hands grabbed the front of my robes and pulled me into the compartment they were coming from. It was particularly dark in that compartment, but I knew who it was after hearing a squeaky little voice.
"Drakie! I missed you so much! Why didn't you owl me over the summer?" squealed Pansy Parkinson. Urgh- I hated her. I didn't understand why she couldn't just leave me alone. I tried to ignore her. "Aren't you going to answer me?" she pouted.
"Why didn't I owl you over the summer? Hmmm, let's think about that," I said in a mocking voice that was dripping with sarcasm. She looked as if she really thought that I was thinking about why I didn't owl her. "You twit! I didn't owl you because I hate you with my entire being! Why don't you understand that I can't stand you?" I screamed. For the second time today, I made someone (this time Pansy) look taken aback. Then she suddenly smiled.
"You know you love me. It's so obvious that you can't resist me!" she shrieked. She suddenly came at me, and smashed her mouth up against mine. For a moment, I couldn't help but kiss her back, and she started to open her mouth when I realized what I was doing.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I yelled. She smiled what she thought was seductively- if you can call a pug with a wannabe sexy smile that- at me. I opened up the compartment door, and she grabbed my arm. I felt her long red nails sinking into my skin.
"You'll be back, soon, Draco. Or else everyone at school will know your little secret," she hissed. I paled. What did she know that I didn't want the rest of the school to know?
~Hermione POV~
I raced away from the creep. How dare he say I was adorable! I mean, sure, it's true, what can I say, but I would NEVER want to hear such a thing from him. He's such a conniving, sneaky little arse. Even though he might have been all of those things, he was still great eye candy. Plus, he was the top student of Slytherin, and that house, believe it or not, had some pretty smart people in it. Except for that complete COW with a pug face, Pansy Parkinson.
I heard Draco coming after me, so I sped up a little bit. When I reached the front compartment, I whirled around to yell at Malfoy. Surprisingly, he wasn't there. I could have SWORN that I heard him behind me. I shrugged and opened up the compartment door that was in front of me. Inside, I saw a bunch of scared looking new prefects. I assumed that they were all fifth years, as the sixth year prefects already knew their duties for the year.
They were all so scared-looking, so I softened my face and smiled at them all. They seemed like a good batch of kids, until...
"And who are you? Head Girl, I presume. You're a bit late, y'know. The Head Boy has come to see us already, until he went to get you," a voice said. I turned around and saw a black-haired boy with a pointed face. It looked a bit like Malfoy's face, but I knew they couldn't be related. The little boy wouldn't refer to Malfoy as "The Head Boy". He sneered at me, and I questioned,
"And who exactly are you, may I ask?" He looked at me as if I was mildly amusing, and answered,
"You may ask, but I won't answer." The little jerk. He must be related to Malfoy.
"As Head Girl, I have every right to..." I started, but never finished. This was because a very disgruntled looking Malfoy walked in.
~Draco POV~
I walked in and saw Thomas Pritchard, Graham's older brother, mouthing off to Hermione. She saw me walk in and gave me a very peculiar look. What, was my hair messed up? Stupid Pansy. I walked over to Thomas and told him promptly to shut it, and he gave me a meek look. As I said before, no one messes with a Malfoy.
"Erm, thank you, Malfoy," Hermione stuttered. I grunted in reply and sat down next to a particularly timid looking girl with robes from Hufflepuff. She uttered a small scream and scooted over as far as she could. Since everyone was cramped in there, she didn't have much room to travel across. Hermione cleared her throat before continuing. "Thank you all for coming. We are so sorry for being a bit late. As you know already, we are Head Boy and Head Girl."
"Well, DUH!" shouted Thomas. She looked exasperated. Who could blame her? After all, he was in Slytherin with me. We're all "unfun" to be around. I got up, told them their duties, and they left. Hermione and I were left alone in the compartment. I sauntered over to her....
"So... Granger. Now that we're all alone...." I said.
~*~
What do you think? Please review- I love you all! 3, NewSecretRose
Chapter 3-
~Draco POV~
I heard what Granger said. She wasn't too good at being quiet. Everyone knew this- especially in class. I chuckled to myself- something I do rarely. I waited for her outside, receiving "looks" from other students. I glared at them, and they immediately looked away.
Well? They should know better than to mess with a Malfoy.
Granger came out of the compartment and scowled at me. "Are we leaving or not?" she asked rudely. I was taken back- the long-molared goody two shoes actually had an attitude. This was something new. We could start to develop it- that is, if she would ever be willing to spend that much time with me. Judging from the look on her face, I doubted it. As much as I hated to admit it, I said to her,
"You look adorable like that." She looked taken aback for a moment, then rolled her eyes. Then she stomped off to the front of the train. I ran quickly after her. I was almost next to her when a pair of perfectly manicured hands grabbed the front of my robes and pulled me into the compartment they were coming from. It was particularly dark in that compartment, but I knew who it was after hearing a squeaky little voice.
"Drakie! I missed you so much! Why didn't you owl me over the summer?" squealed Pansy Parkinson. Urgh- I hated her. I didn't understand why she couldn't just leave me alone. I tried to ignore her. "Aren't you going to answer me?" she pouted.
"Why didn't I owl you over the summer? Hmmm, let's think about that," I said in a mocking voice that was dripping with sarcasm. She looked as if she really thought that I was thinking about why I didn't owl her. "You twit! I didn't owl you because I hate you with my entire being! Why don't you understand that I can't stand you?" I screamed. For the second time today, I made someone (this time Pansy) look taken aback. Then she suddenly smiled.
"You know you love me. It's so obvious that you can't resist me!" she shrieked. She suddenly came at me, and smashed her mouth up against mine. For a moment, I couldn't help but kiss her back, and she started to open her mouth when I realized what I was doing.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I yelled. She smiled what she thought was seductively- if you can call a pug with a wannabe sexy smile that- at me. I opened up the compartment door, and she grabbed my arm. I felt her long red nails sinking into my skin.
"You'll be back, soon, Draco. Or else everyone at school will know your little secret," she hissed. I paled. What did she know that I didn't want the rest of the school to know?
~Hermione POV~
I raced away from the creep. How dare he say I was adorable! I mean, sure, it's true, what can I say, but I would NEVER want to hear such a thing from him. He's such a conniving, sneaky little arse. Even though he might have been all of those things, he was still great eye candy. Plus, he was the top student of Slytherin, and that house, believe it or not, had some pretty smart people in it. Except for that complete COW with a pug face, Pansy Parkinson.
I heard Draco coming after me, so I sped up a little bit. When I reached the front compartment, I whirled around to yell at Malfoy. Surprisingly, he wasn't there. I could have SWORN that I heard him behind me. I shrugged and opened up the compartment door that was in front of me. Inside, I saw a bunch of scared looking new prefects. I assumed that they were all fifth years, as the sixth year prefects already knew their duties for the year.
They were all so scared-looking, so I softened my face and smiled at them all. They seemed like a good batch of kids, until...
"And who are you? Head Girl, I presume. You're a bit late, y'know. The Head Boy has come to see us already, until he went to get you," a voice said. I turned around and saw a black-haired boy with a pointed face. It looked a bit like Malfoy's face, but I knew they couldn't be related. The little boy wouldn't refer to Malfoy as "The Head Boy". He sneered at me, and I questioned,
"And who exactly are you, may I ask?" He looked at me as if I was mildly amusing, and answered,
"You may ask, but I won't answer." The little jerk. He must be related to Malfoy.
"As Head Girl, I have every right to..." I started, but never finished. This was because a very disgruntled looking Malfoy walked in.
~Draco POV~
I walked in and saw Thomas Pritchard, Graham's older brother, mouthing off to Hermione. She saw me walk in and gave me a very peculiar look. What, was my hair messed up? Stupid Pansy. I walked over to Thomas and told him promptly to shut it, and he gave me a meek look. As I said before, no one messes with a Malfoy.
"Erm, thank you, Malfoy," Hermione stuttered. I grunted in reply and sat down next to a particularly timid looking girl with robes from Hufflepuff. She uttered a small scream and scooted over as far as she could. Since everyone was cramped in there, she didn't have much room to travel across. Hermione cleared her throat before continuing. "Thank you all for coming. We are so sorry for being a bit late. As you know already, we are Head Boy and Head Girl."
"Well, DUH!" shouted Thomas. She looked exasperated. Who could blame her? After all, he was in Slytherin with me. We're all "unfun" to be around. I got up, told them their duties, and they left. Hermione and I were left alone in the compartment. I sauntered over to her....
"So... Granger. Now that we're all alone...." I said.
~*~
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