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people like it and, er, "think" they like it too... Keep on reviewing
because it makes me feel better ^^ lol. And OOO I love cookies ;-).
Chapter 7
Hermione headed to the same classroom as the night before for detention. At dinner she had received a notice that told her to meet there at ten thirty. When she arrived, she was a bit early. She'd have to wait about twenty minutes before Filch would show up. And so, Hermione sat down in the same chair that she had before. Ten minutes later, Malfoy showed up looking quite smug.
This time, he greeted Hermione. "Hello, Granger," he said, before taking a seat very near her. She figured that he was trying to start some sort of an argument, and so she didn't answer him. For some reason, Hermione seemed to imagine that Malfoy looked hurt when she didn't say anything, but it wasn't possible. The two waited in silence until Filch showed up.
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Draco and Hermione were in greenhouse number 3 cleaning out the Foozlebear cages. They were currently alone, but every ten minutes or so, Filch would come in and check on them to make sure they were working. There were still over twenty cages to clean, and it was past midnight, but they weren't allowed to use magic. Hermione was getting somewhat tired of being silent, but she didn't really want to start a conversation with Malfoy.
She glanced over at him to make sure that he was working, and was surprised when she saw him sitting still, eyes half-closed, almost asleep. Hermione looked around to make sure nobody had noticed before poking him in the arm. "Malfoy! Wake up we're going to get into trouble!" she said quietly. Draco jerked his head up from its sleeping position and looked at her drowsily. He then smiled a smile that gave Hermione goosebumps. She had never seen him look like that before. He looked happy, warm, and... well... kind.
"Just another few minutes. I was having a dream about you," he joked, before picking up his rag and cleaning the cage that he had been working on. At least Hermione thought he was joking... although he had never really joked before.
She still couldn't get the smile out of her head, and she was trying to convince herself that she hadn't thought of him as attractive at all. She tried to clear her mind and finish cleaning the cages.
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Hermione was working her way back up to Gryffindor tower. Detention had ended, and Malfoy had already left her to go the opposite direction to Slytherin. It was getting pretty close to one o'clock, but Hermione wasn't very tired at all. She was still thinking about Malfoy. Why was he being so nice to her? It couldn't have been just because nobody else was around, because he had been mean to her when they were alone before... 'Actually,' Hermione pondered, 'we never really have been alone before...'
She had reached the portrait of the Fat Lady without even noticing. "Password?" the Fat Lady asked. Hermione gave her the password and entered the common room. The room was pretty much empty, except for one table on which Ron and Harry were sleeping, apparently "waiting up" for her. She went over to awaken them. She shook them both and said, "Guys, thanks for waiting up but I'm here now. You can go to sleep..." They both looked up at her, grunted, and then went off to the boys' dormitories.
Hermione went up to the girls' dormitories and changed for bed. She climbed under the covers, but could not fall asleep for about an hour. She was still thinking about Malfoy.
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The next day in Potions, Hermione was not made to sit next to Malfoy because the goons, Crabbe and Goyle, were back. They looked like their normal selves, except that Goyle's nose was purple, and Crabbe's lips were green. Hermione didn't even bother to ask anyone about it. She opened up a roll of parchment, took out her quill, and prepared to take notes on the day's potion.
After Snape gave them all of the directions and ingredients needed to make the elixir de porcorum, the class began working on it. It was a potion used to let one be able to eat as much as they wanted without feeling ill. Hermione didn't bother to ask when this potion would be useful, as Snape had forgotten to tell them. Her mind was elsewhere. That was when Malfoy walked up to her table. "Granger, I need some of your worm-weed. I've run out," he demanded. "Go get it from somebody closer to you. I don't see why you had to come ask me!" she said, rather loudly... it was loud enough to catch Snape's attention anyway. He gave her an inquiring look as to what the trouble might be.
Hermione then realized that Malfoy was TRYING to get her landed in detention. She grabbed a bunch of worm-weed and stuffed it in his hand. "There you go," she said, before returning to her work. Malfoy didn't leave. He looked disappointed. "Granger, I also need some...uh... Flagwood." Hermione gave him some of that too. Malfoy seemed to be on the verge of becoming angry. "Hermione, I need to talk to you after class," he said, walking back to his desk.
It was the first time he had ever called her Hermione.
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A/N- Don't say anything regarding the Foozlebears.... not a word. *Yes I did make it up...*
Did I make Hermione begin to think about Draco too soon? cuz it's hard to write a story with this pairing because of their mutual hate x.x. Tell me in reviews, lol! Thanks.
P.S. sorry this chapter was so short!
Chapter 7
Hermione headed to the same classroom as the night before for detention. At dinner she had received a notice that told her to meet there at ten thirty. When she arrived, she was a bit early. She'd have to wait about twenty minutes before Filch would show up. And so, Hermione sat down in the same chair that she had before. Ten minutes later, Malfoy showed up looking quite smug.
This time, he greeted Hermione. "Hello, Granger," he said, before taking a seat very near her. She figured that he was trying to start some sort of an argument, and so she didn't answer him. For some reason, Hermione seemed to imagine that Malfoy looked hurt when she didn't say anything, but it wasn't possible. The two waited in silence until Filch showed up.
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Draco and Hermione were in greenhouse number 3 cleaning out the Foozlebear cages. They were currently alone, but every ten minutes or so, Filch would come in and check on them to make sure they were working. There were still over twenty cages to clean, and it was past midnight, but they weren't allowed to use magic. Hermione was getting somewhat tired of being silent, but she didn't really want to start a conversation with Malfoy.
She glanced over at him to make sure that he was working, and was surprised when she saw him sitting still, eyes half-closed, almost asleep. Hermione looked around to make sure nobody had noticed before poking him in the arm. "Malfoy! Wake up we're going to get into trouble!" she said quietly. Draco jerked his head up from its sleeping position and looked at her drowsily. He then smiled a smile that gave Hermione goosebumps. She had never seen him look like that before. He looked happy, warm, and... well... kind.
"Just another few minutes. I was having a dream about you," he joked, before picking up his rag and cleaning the cage that he had been working on. At least Hermione thought he was joking... although he had never really joked before.
She still couldn't get the smile out of her head, and she was trying to convince herself that she hadn't thought of him as attractive at all. She tried to clear her mind and finish cleaning the cages.
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Hermione was working her way back up to Gryffindor tower. Detention had ended, and Malfoy had already left her to go the opposite direction to Slytherin. It was getting pretty close to one o'clock, but Hermione wasn't very tired at all. She was still thinking about Malfoy. Why was he being so nice to her? It couldn't have been just because nobody else was around, because he had been mean to her when they were alone before... 'Actually,' Hermione pondered, 'we never really have been alone before...'
She had reached the portrait of the Fat Lady without even noticing. "Password?" the Fat Lady asked. Hermione gave her the password and entered the common room. The room was pretty much empty, except for one table on which Ron and Harry were sleeping, apparently "waiting up" for her. She went over to awaken them. She shook them both and said, "Guys, thanks for waiting up but I'm here now. You can go to sleep..." They both looked up at her, grunted, and then went off to the boys' dormitories.
Hermione went up to the girls' dormitories and changed for bed. She climbed under the covers, but could not fall asleep for about an hour. She was still thinking about Malfoy.
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The next day in Potions, Hermione was not made to sit next to Malfoy because the goons, Crabbe and Goyle, were back. They looked like their normal selves, except that Goyle's nose was purple, and Crabbe's lips were green. Hermione didn't even bother to ask anyone about it. She opened up a roll of parchment, took out her quill, and prepared to take notes on the day's potion.
After Snape gave them all of the directions and ingredients needed to make the elixir de porcorum, the class began working on it. It was a potion used to let one be able to eat as much as they wanted without feeling ill. Hermione didn't bother to ask when this potion would be useful, as Snape had forgotten to tell them. Her mind was elsewhere. That was when Malfoy walked up to her table. "Granger, I need some of your worm-weed. I've run out," he demanded. "Go get it from somebody closer to you. I don't see why you had to come ask me!" she said, rather loudly... it was loud enough to catch Snape's attention anyway. He gave her an inquiring look as to what the trouble might be.
Hermione then realized that Malfoy was TRYING to get her landed in detention. She grabbed a bunch of worm-weed and stuffed it in his hand. "There you go," she said, before returning to her work. Malfoy didn't leave. He looked disappointed. "Granger, I also need some...uh... Flagwood." Hermione gave him some of that too. Malfoy seemed to be on the verge of becoming angry. "Hermione, I need to talk to you after class," he said, walking back to his desk.
It was the first time he had ever called her Hermione.
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A/N- Don't say anything regarding the Foozlebears.... not a word. *Yes I did make it up...*
Did I make Hermione begin to think about Draco too soon? cuz it's hard to write a story with this pairing because of their mutual hate x.x. Tell me in reviews, lol! Thanks.
P.S. sorry this chapter was so short!