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Chapter 13: Peeping Draco
The next day was a Saturday, and Hermione new she would enjoy this free time. She walked along side the lake just thinking about what had happened since school started. She realized she had been doing that a lot, but that was only because of Draco. She started thinking more and realized that Christmas was only a month away. 'Wow, a lot of time sure has passed.' She thought. Now there was time to think of what to get her friends and family for Christmas.
Draco paced his bedroom as if he had nothing better to do. He walked to the window and stare out of it towards the lake for a second and then walk right back. Only after doing this for ten minutes did he realize that Hermione was outside. He saw he walk leisurely about for a minute and then take a seat next to a small tree away from everyone else. He turned his attention away from Hermione and thought about what was at hand.
His father had sent him another note. Sure his father had been arrested, but that didn't keep him in Azkaban. No, he got out along with the other deatheaters. Now he was in hiding and sending his son notes only to wan him of the day to come. The day when he would become a deatheater. But he didn't want to be a deatheater, he wanted more, and he would get it.
Ginny had also seen Hermione outside on what was to be one of the last warm days for a while. She walked over to her and sat own right next to her as if thee was nothing unusual about it.
"What are up to Hermione?" Ginny spoke through a calm breath.
"Absolutely nothing constructive," Hermione said back. "if that's what you mean."
"I don't mean a thing."
They sat there in comfortable silence just staring at the lake. Thy retreated into their own thoughts until they saw the giant squid reach one of its tentacle out from under the water. The squid brought the girls attention back into focus when it swung its tentacle back towards the water, splashing them.
"Fucking squid!" Both girls muttered before giggling at what had happened.
"I guess he didn't like the silence." Hermione spoke trying to wring her clothes out.
"I don't think he did either." Ginny said through her giggles. They forged toward the castle again if to only get into drier clothes so they could later go to dinner, which would start in an hour.
Draco had watched the whole scene below from his window. He couldn't help but laugh, and he noticed that Hermione seemed to brighten his mood somehow. 'Or maybe it was the squid.' He thought. He saw that the girls were headed back towards the castle and he knew it was his time to leave. 'Or maybe...............' He thought.
Hermione invited Ginny back to her room so that they could change into warmer clothes and site by the fire and hang out. They strutted up the stairs and into Hermione's common room.
"Draco, are you here?" Hermione asked as they stood in the middle of the room. There was no answer. "I guess he's not here then, I'll be right back." She said as she walked toward her room. She grabbed a couple of jeans and two baggy sweaters she knew would keep them warm and fit them both.
"I want the white one." Ginny said when she saw what Hermione had brought her.
"Fine then, I'll wear the green."
The girls started to get undressed and redress with out the slightest worry. Little did they know someone was watching.
Draco sat in the corner of the common room thanking good that he was lucky at this moment. Thanking him for having the girls wet, thanking him for having the girls change in the common room, and thanking him for letting there be magic in this world. Because of these factors, he was watching the girls.
He was really only watching Hermione because he had no interest with Ginny. He watched as Hermione pulled of her wet sweatshirt and lay it carefully upon the arm of the coach. He saw her milky skin and her supple breasts in her sheer blue bra. He still watched in awe as she pulled of her wet jeans that clung to her legs. He was still watching when she pulled on her new dry cloths. The pair of blue jeans and the green sweater His next thoughts were 'She looks good in green.'
Chapter 13: Peeping Draco
The next day was a Saturday, and Hermione new she would enjoy this free time. She walked along side the lake just thinking about what had happened since school started. She realized she had been doing that a lot, but that was only because of Draco. She started thinking more and realized that Christmas was only a month away. 'Wow, a lot of time sure has passed.' She thought. Now there was time to think of what to get her friends and family for Christmas.
Draco paced his bedroom as if he had nothing better to do. He walked to the window and stare out of it towards the lake for a second and then walk right back. Only after doing this for ten minutes did he realize that Hermione was outside. He saw he walk leisurely about for a minute and then take a seat next to a small tree away from everyone else. He turned his attention away from Hermione and thought about what was at hand.
His father had sent him another note. Sure his father had been arrested, but that didn't keep him in Azkaban. No, he got out along with the other deatheaters. Now he was in hiding and sending his son notes only to wan him of the day to come. The day when he would become a deatheater. But he didn't want to be a deatheater, he wanted more, and he would get it.
Ginny had also seen Hermione outside on what was to be one of the last warm days for a while. She walked over to her and sat own right next to her as if thee was nothing unusual about it.
"What are up to Hermione?" Ginny spoke through a calm breath.
"Absolutely nothing constructive," Hermione said back. "if that's what you mean."
"I don't mean a thing."
They sat there in comfortable silence just staring at the lake. Thy retreated into their own thoughts until they saw the giant squid reach one of its tentacle out from under the water. The squid brought the girls attention back into focus when it swung its tentacle back towards the water, splashing them.
"Fucking squid!" Both girls muttered before giggling at what had happened.
"I guess he didn't like the silence." Hermione spoke trying to wring her clothes out.
"I don't think he did either." Ginny said through her giggles. They forged toward the castle again if to only get into drier clothes so they could later go to dinner, which would start in an hour.
Draco had watched the whole scene below from his window. He couldn't help but laugh, and he noticed that Hermione seemed to brighten his mood somehow. 'Or maybe it was the squid.' He thought. He saw that the girls were headed back towards the castle and he knew it was his time to leave. 'Or maybe...............' He thought.
Hermione invited Ginny back to her room so that they could change into warmer clothes and site by the fire and hang out. They strutted up the stairs and into Hermione's common room.
"Draco, are you here?" Hermione asked as they stood in the middle of the room. There was no answer. "I guess he's not here then, I'll be right back." She said as she walked toward her room. She grabbed a couple of jeans and two baggy sweaters she knew would keep them warm and fit them both.
"I want the white one." Ginny said when she saw what Hermione had brought her.
"Fine then, I'll wear the green."
The girls started to get undressed and redress with out the slightest worry. Little did they know someone was watching.
Draco sat in the corner of the common room thanking good that he was lucky at this moment. Thanking him for having the girls wet, thanking him for having the girls change in the common room, and thanking him for letting there be magic in this world. Because of these factors, he was watching the girls.
He was really only watching Hermione because he had no interest with Ginny. He watched as Hermione pulled of her wet sweatshirt and lay it carefully upon the arm of the coach. He saw her milky skin and her supple breasts in her sheer blue bra. He still watched in awe as she pulled of her wet jeans that clung to her legs. He was still watching when she pulled on her new dry cloths. The pair of blue jeans and the green sweater His next thoughts were 'She looks good in green.'