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a/n: ninety! oh GAWD! can i haf 100 for this chappie pls?? -smiles widely- hahha... btw i know this fic is going a lil bit too slow, but i need tt becuz to make draco n hermione fall in love WITHOUT going OOC i have to make it as slow as possible. u understand, don't u? i can't haf them juz suddenly falling head over heels for each other, it juz doesn't feel right. so, yeah, chapter 8... (btw if u look closely there ARE some little signs of them starting to care for each other!!=))
I know i took a dang lot of time getting this up... but sorry, really no inspiration! and i do need ideas when i write... else i'll get this empty kinda feeling... juz hope this chappie is okay enuf. :D.
ps... thanks SPIKA for beta-reading, and SY for helping me out!
disclaimer: i don't particularly wish that HP belongs to me, but i would love it if someone gives me Draco. (",)
CHAPTER EIGHT: PILLOW FIGHT
Hermione was just getting under the covers when another knock sounded, but this time from the door leading to the Prefects' Common Room. Rubbing her eyes blearily, she yanked her blanket over her head resolutely.
"Go away," she grumped loudly, "I'm trying to sleep."
Squeezing her eyes shut, she prayed hard that whoever it was could take the hint and leave her alone.
No such luck, however.
"Hermione, I know you aren't asleep, so even if you don't let me in I'm gonna barge in anyway."
MALFOY?!
Her eyes flew open; she sat up so suddenly for a moment the blood rushing to her head made her dizzy.
Had he heard everything that I said just now?
Her stomach felt weird; better not, she hoped. Just as she was about to shout back at him, that she was really tired, the door flew open and he sauntered right in.
*
Draco was getting rather impatient; true, the eavesdropping session had been rather fun; enriching even-- but Granger was taking such an awfully long time to decide whether he was safe to let in or not! I'm a Malfoy, I can do anything I feel like doing. he thought haughtily as he pointed his wand at the door. I shouldn't even have knocked or asked for her permission in the first place.
"Alohomara," he commanded.
The lock unlatched; he pushed it hard and swaggered in.
Then stopped.
Merlin... she's so damn pretty!
The Gryffindor girl was sitting upright in her queen-sized four-poster bed, her hair slightly messy and her blanket spread carelessly round her legs. Her brown eyes were wide as she observed his actions, and he noticed, for the first time, how long her eyelashes were.
His breath caught in his throat, but he shook himself angrily.A Malfoy never feels anything-- I'm NOT feeling anything for her; she isn't WORTH my feelings in the first place!
Managing to retain his cool he made his way to one of the plush armchairs, then plopped down and crossed his legs casually.
"What?" said Granger irritably.
"Oh, nothing, just came to see how you were doing," he drawled sarcastically.
He had planned to teach her a lesson, but... what the heck, she was too traumatized to be further terrorized by him... he could put off his torture plans for her till another day he supposed. But he didn't like this feeling... it was as though he cared for her, no matter how teeny weeny that affection was... he still didn't like it. Probably my raging hormones, he dismissed, after all Mudblood or Pureblood she was gorgeous, no denying it. I'm just too caught up in the moment, he thought, I just like her looks, that's all.
He looked over at Granger; saw that she was wringing her hands and looking at him in a frightened sort of way.
"What?" It was his turn to be annoyed.
"W-well... erm... how did you know I was awake?"
"Wanna talk about it?" he asked lightly.
An expression of horror flitted across her face, and she gaped at him. "You heard? You heard every single word?"
"From the beginning till the end," he confirmed, and chuckled to himself when she paled.
A muffled scream brought his attention back to her-- she had dived underneath her blanket. "God, Granger," he said, amused, "You three-year-old or something?"
"Of course not," came the blurred reply. "It's just that you were EAVESDROPPING!"
"Why not?" he countered, smirking, "I can do whatever I want. I am a Malfoy."
"Malfoy, bull----," he distinctly heard her mutter.
"What did you say?" It was apparent, of course, that she had just cursed his family name. But he was not going to let her get away with that! Being a Malfoy was his pride, no one could ever insult his family much less a lowly-- a lowly--
Somehow, strangely, he couldn't get the term out.
MUDBLOOD, he thought fiercely.MUDBLOOD. She's a-- a--
What the hell is happening to him?!
Determinedly ignoring his sudden inability to link the word *mudblood* and *her* in the same sentence he stood up and walked over to her bedside. Looming over her huddled form he said as menacingly as he could, "Look here, Granger, what did you just call me?"
"Bull----," she repeated defiantly, her head emerging out of the gold embroidered blanket.
He felt a familiar surge of anger, but surprisingly subconsciously suppressed it. "Say that again and I'll do something to you," he hissed. Glad that he could, at least, still feel angry at her.
"Yeah, I said that twice, how many times must I say it again? B-u-l-l-s-h-i-t!"
*
Hermione struggled out of her blanket; crossing her arms she kneeled on her bed and glared at Malfoy. What's his problem anyway? Barging in like he owns the world. Okay, so he's rich, but this is MY room and MY privacy! He's got no right to eavesdrop on me THEN come in and bother me all over again! Okay, so he didn't exactly bother me, but I can't stand his mere presence, okay, so I CAN, but I'm in no mood to, he knew what happened anyway, can't he be sensitive for ONCE?!
"I said Malfoy, BULLSHIT! How many times do I need to repeat that?" she snapped, angry at herself for being angry at Ron, angry at Malfoy for intruding in her privacy. "I'm not in the mood to have any form of contact whatsoever with you now, so CAN YOU PLEASE GET OUT OF MY ROOM?!"
Snatching a pillow, she aimed it at his head. "That's one for you, Ferret Boy!" she yelled, and smirked satisfactorily when the pillow hit him on his head. "You want more?"
*
Damn Granger! Who did she think she was, anyway? Throwing a pillow at him like that-- he grabbed the object of offence from the floor and hurled it back at her. She caught it deftly, having anticipated his attack, then with lightning quickness threw it back at him.
"Stop it, Granger!" he hollered, catching the pillows and glaring at her. But his warning fell on deaf ears, as she pranced round the room searching for more fluffy cushions to hit him with.
"Stop it!" he tried again, but shut up when another pillow came whizzing past his head.
"Gone mad or something," he muttered to himself. Abandoning his captured pillows he strode over to where Granger was standing and grinning evilly at him. "You crazy, or what?" he hissed, but she just fluttered her eyelashes and smiled up demurely at him.
A strange feeling washed over him; he didn't know what but he did the only thing that came into his mind.
He kissed her.
Not for the fun of it... but because he wanted to.
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[JaE sPeAkInG]
right, guys, i know it's been kinda long since i last updated, but as abovementioned i had this gawddang writer's block and i couldn't get anything out. aniwae i know this chappie is pretty short... but it's not completely pointless, lol. draco's showing some *signs*!!! heeheh... and solli if u think i'm going too slow, but like i said to keep the characters within their characters i cannot juz rush the relationship for the sake of rushing. get wat i mean? hehehe. yeps. aniwae....
Paypay: heheheh... this chappie's quite short, sorry!
Cindy: aww.. realli... hahaha... thx a lot for all ure help!
Draco/ron/lupinsgrl: oh okay... ehm... sorry for the delay...
MichaelRocks: hehe, here's chap8!
junz: yes of cuz! wishes m hermione tho...
magicalferret:bob&jewel ure ferrets? hehe. erm... it happened in Hermione's dorm, which is a prefect dorm, that has two doors, one leading to the gryffindor common room and the other to the prefect's. =D
arabella malfoy: hehe... ppl do strange things when they're in love!
destinygurl: haha... hope this chappie is ok...
`div: heheh. now u noe! =D
Sunshine Stargirl: heheh... here's the chap, sorry for the delay!
CindyLea:hehe... like i said... she's juz jealous... :D
Margaret: yes yes i'm keeping going! hahahah
Kerbi: throw a shoe?! haha... guess throwing pillows aren't tt different. hahahah.
Girl-named-Belle: haha...aniwae here's the chappie, hope you enjoy!
wow, guys, 91reviews!!! ::dances around my computer:: OOPS! haha. aniwae... thickskinned jae here again... can make it up to 100?? plz?? juz 9 more reviews!! k? K! hehhehehehe...
review! xD
a/n: ninety! oh GAWD! can i haf 100 for this chappie pls?? -smiles widely- hahha... btw i know this fic is going a lil bit too slow, but i need tt becuz to make draco n hermione fall in love WITHOUT going OOC i have to make it as slow as possible. u understand, don't u? i can't haf them juz suddenly falling head over heels for each other, it juz doesn't feel right. so, yeah, chapter 8... (btw if u look closely there ARE some little signs of them starting to care for each other!!=))
I know i took a dang lot of time getting this up... but sorry, really no inspiration! and i do need ideas when i write... else i'll get this empty kinda feeling... juz hope this chappie is okay enuf. :D.
ps... thanks SPIKA for beta-reading, and SY for helping me out!
disclaimer: i don't particularly wish that HP belongs to me, but i would love it if someone gives me Draco. (",)
CHAPTER EIGHT: PILLOW FIGHT
Hermione was just getting under the covers when another knock sounded, but this time from the door leading to the Prefects' Common Room. Rubbing her eyes blearily, she yanked her blanket over her head resolutely.
"Go away," she grumped loudly, "I'm trying to sleep."
Squeezing her eyes shut, she prayed hard that whoever it was could take the hint and leave her alone.
No such luck, however.
"Hermione, I know you aren't asleep, so even if you don't let me in I'm gonna barge in anyway."
MALFOY?!
Her eyes flew open; she sat up so suddenly for a moment the blood rushing to her head made her dizzy.
Had he heard everything that I said just now?
Her stomach felt weird; better not, she hoped. Just as she was about to shout back at him, that she was really tired, the door flew open and he sauntered right in.
*
Draco was getting rather impatient; true, the eavesdropping session had been rather fun; enriching even-- but Granger was taking such an awfully long time to decide whether he was safe to let in or not! I'm a Malfoy, I can do anything I feel like doing. he thought haughtily as he pointed his wand at the door. I shouldn't even have knocked or asked for her permission in the first place.
"Alohomara," he commanded.
The lock unlatched; he pushed it hard and swaggered in.
Then stopped.
Merlin... she's so damn pretty!
The Gryffindor girl was sitting upright in her queen-sized four-poster bed, her hair slightly messy and her blanket spread carelessly round her legs. Her brown eyes were wide as she observed his actions, and he noticed, for the first time, how long her eyelashes were.
His breath caught in his throat, but he shook himself angrily.A Malfoy never feels anything-- I'm NOT feeling anything for her; she isn't WORTH my feelings in the first place!
Managing to retain his cool he made his way to one of the plush armchairs, then plopped down and crossed his legs casually.
"What?" said Granger irritably.
"Oh, nothing, just came to see how you were doing," he drawled sarcastically.
He had planned to teach her a lesson, but... what the heck, she was too traumatized to be further terrorized by him... he could put off his torture plans for her till another day he supposed. But he didn't like this feeling... it was as though he cared for her, no matter how teeny weeny that affection was... he still didn't like it. Probably my raging hormones, he dismissed, after all Mudblood or Pureblood she was gorgeous, no denying it. I'm just too caught up in the moment, he thought, I just like her looks, that's all.
He looked over at Granger; saw that she was wringing her hands and looking at him in a frightened sort of way.
"What?" It was his turn to be annoyed.
"W-well... erm... how did you know I was awake?"
"Wanna talk about it?" he asked lightly.
An expression of horror flitted across her face, and she gaped at him. "You heard? You heard every single word?"
"From the beginning till the end," he confirmed, and chuckled to himself when she paled.
A muffled scream brought his attention back to her-- she had dived underneath her blanket. "God, Granger," he said, amused, "You three-year-old or something?"
"Of course not," came the blurred reply. "It's just that you were EAVESDROPPING!"
"Why not?" he countered, smirking, "I can do whatever I want. I am a Malfoy."
"Malfoy, bull----," he distinctly heard her mutter.
"What did you say?" It was apparent, of course, that she had just cursed his family name. But he was not going to let her get away with that! Being a Malfoy was his pride, no one could ever insult his family much less a lowly-- a lowly--
Somehow, strangely, he couldn't get the term out.
MUDBLOOD, he thought fiercely.MUDBLOOD. She's a-- a--
What the hell is happening to him?!
Determinedly ignoring his sudden inability to link the word *mudblood* and *her* in the same sentence he stood up and walked over to her bedside. Looming over her huddled form he said as menacingly as he could, "Look here, Granger, what did you just call me?"
"Bull----," she repeated defiantly, her head emerging out of the gold embroidered blanket.
He felt a familiar surge of anger, but surprisingly subconsciously suppressed it. "Say that again and I'll do something to you," he hissed. Glad that he could, at least, still feel angry at her.
"Yeah, I said that twice, how many times must I say it again? B-u-l-l-s-h-i-t!"
*
Hermione struggled out of her blanket; crossing her arms she kneeled on her bed and glared at Malfoy. What's his problem anyway? Barging in like he owns the world. Okay, so he's rich, but this is MY room and MY privacy! He's got no right to eavesdrop on me THEN come in and bother me all over again! Okay, so he didn't exactly bother me, but I can't stand his mere presence, okay, so I CAN, but I'm in no mood to, he knew what happened anyway, can't he be sensitive for ONCE?!
"I said Malfoy, BULLSHIT! How many times do I need to repeat that?" she snapped, angry at herself for being angry at Ron, angry at Malfoy for intruding in her privacy. "I'm not in the mood to have any form of contact whatsoever with you now, so CAN YOU PLEASE GET OUT OF MY ROOM?!"
Snatching a pillow, she aimed it at his head. "That's one for you, Ferret Boy!" she yelled, and smirked satisfactorily when the pillow hit him on his head. "You want more?"
*
Damn Granger! Who did she think she was, anyway? Throwing a pillow at him like that-- he grabbed the object of offence from the floor and hurled it back at her. She caught it deftly, having anticipated his attack, then with lightning quickness threw it back at him.
"Stop it, Granger!" he hollered, catching the pillows and glaring at her. But his warning fell on deaf ears, as she pranced round the room searching for more fluffy cushions to hit him with.
"Stop it!" he tried again, but shut up when another pillow came whizzing past his head.
"Gone mad or something," he muttered to himself. Abandoning his captured pillows he strode over to where Granger was standing and grinning evilly at him. "You crazy, or what?" he hissed, but she just fluttered her eyelashes and smiled up demurely at him.
A strange feeling washed over him; he didn't know what but he did the only thing that came into his mind.
He kissed her.
Not for the fun of it... but because he wanted to.
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[JaE sPeAkInG]
right, guys, i know it's been kinda long since i last updated, but as abovementioned i had this gawddang writer's block and i couldn't get anything out. aniwae i know this chappie is pretty short... but it's not completely pointless, lol. draco's showing some *signs*!!! heeheh... and solli if u think i'm going too slow, but like i said to keep the characters within their characters i cannot juz rush the relationship for the sake of rushing. get wat i mean? hehehe. yeps. aniwae....
Paypay: heheheh... this chappie's quite short, sorry!
Cindy: aww.. realli... hahaha... thx a lot for all ure help!
Draco/ron/lupinsgrl: oh okay... ehm... sorry for the delay...
MichaelRocks: hehe, here's chap8!
junz: yes of cuz! wishes m hermione tho...
magicalferret:bob&jewel ure ferrets? hehe. erm... it happened in Hermione's dorm, which is a prefect dorm, that has two doors, one leading to the gryffindor common room and the other to the prefect's. =D
arabella malfoy: hehe... ppl do strange things when they're in love!
destinygurl: haha... hope this chappie is ok...
`div: heheh. now u noe! =D
Sunshine Stargirl: heheh... here's the chap, sorry for the delay!
CindyLea:hehe... like i said... she's juz jealous... :D
Margaret: yes yes i'm keeping going! hahahah
Kerbi: throw a shoe?! haha... guess throwing pillows aren't tt different. hahahah.
Girl-named-Belle: haha...aniwae here's the chappie, hope you enjoy!
wow, guys, 91reviews!!! ::dances around my computer:: OOPS! haha. aniwae... thickskinned jae here again... can make it up to 100?? plz?? juz 9 more reviews!! k? K! hehhehehehe...
review! xD