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I narrowed my eyes as I stared up at him. He grinned seductively as I thought my knees would give out from under me. What was I doing? What was he doing? What is Ron saw this? Questions raced through my mind as I tried to back up a bit, only being pressed harder against the wall. His last comment surprised me. He thought I looked cute when I was mad. Well, whenever I'm with Draco, I am mad, so he must think I'm cute.... I froze as the grin on his face grew wider as he cocked his head.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I felt chills run up and down my spine as I watched his hands slide down the wall out of the corner of my eye.
"I'm just saying that you're cute when you're mad. Actually," He paused. "You're always cute." I gasped under my breath as mixed emotions coursed through my bloodstream. Draco moved a bit closer, and I felt my heart pounding and my knees were shaking. He was soon less than an inch from my face, his eyes slowly starting to close. I couldn't let him do this.
"Draco...no...." I choked quietly just before his lips reached mine. I could hear and feel a "Shhh" coming from them. His hands were soon on my hips, drawing me closer to him slowly. Then his lips reached mine, soft and warm. I stood, unmoving until I finally fell into the moment, kissing him back. My knees gave away as I found myself being held up by him. I paused and pulled back, surprised and almost scared. Draco opened his eyes and stared at me.
"What?" He asked innocently, a bit taken aback. I shook my head in disgust with myself.
"Draco, no." I flinched as he narrowed his eyes and grinned.
"Oh, I see. This is about Weasle, isn't it?" His voice was cold and harsh, and his stare was piercingly scary. I looked down, not wanting to make eye contact. I wanted so badly to just be out of the cabin, away from Draco. I didn't care where or how far, I just wanted to leave. "Well, even he doesn't deserve a Mudblood like you." I gritted my teeth. He just called my a Mudblood after he kissed me. He was gonna get it now. "Actually, it may be the other way around," He pondered, then snapped out of his thoughts as I smacked him as hard as possible across his face. The sound was louder than the radio, but the silence that followed seemed to control everything.
Draco lifted his hand to his left cheek, rubbing it with his mouth wide open. "You fucking bitch!" He yelled as I raced out of the cabin as fast as my legs could carry me. As the screen door slammed shut behind me, I saw his figure run out onto the porch, obviously extremely angry.
I bolted away from the cabin and towards Ron's cabin, where he was staying with Harry and Neville Longbottom. I came to a halt as I reached the porch though, and caught up with the shock that had flooded me with fear and adrenaline. I took a deep breath, then opened the door.
"Hermoine, what's wrong?" Ron immediately asked as I walked through the hallway. He jumped up from his seat on his twin bed and walked over to me. I took a deep breath and was about to tell him the story- but I somehow chickened out. Immediately I raised an eyebrow and shrugged.
"Nothing, just thought I'd stop by. Why?"
"I thought something was wrong. Are you sure?"
"Positive Ron. Don't worry, it's just Malfoy." I shrugged, as if nothing had happened. Ron stared at me for a few moments before nodding unconvincingly.
"Alright, whatever you say."
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Sorry for the shortness, I just wanted to get the chapter up before Chillkat beat my ass, J/K. Lol, please read and review, or else I'll probably give up on the story.
You reviewers are my inspiration, I probably wouldn't have even written this much without you guys! ~*~*~*~*~*~
I narrowed my eyes as I stared up at him. He grinned seductively as I thought my knees would give out from under me. What was I doing? What was he doing? What is Ron saw this? Questions raced through my mind as I tried to back up a bit, only being pressed harder against the wall. His last comment surprised me. He thought I looked cute when I was mad. Well, whenever I'm with Draco, I am mad, so he must think I'm cute.... I froze as the grin on his face grew wider as he cocked his head.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I felt chills run up and down my spine as I watched his hands slide down the wall out of the corner of my eye.
"I'm just saying that you're cute when you're mad. Actually," He paused. "You're always cute." I gasped under my breath as mixed emotions coursed through my bloodstream. Draco moved a bit closer, and I felt my heart pounding and my knees were shaking. He was soon less than an inch from my face, his eyes slowly starting to close. I couldn't let him do this.
"Draco...no...." I choked quietly just before his lips reached mine. I could hear and feel a "Shhh" coming from them. His hands were soon on my hips, drawing me closer to him slowly. Then his lips reached mine, soft and warm. I stood, unmoving until I finally fell into the moment, kissing him back. My knees gave away as I found myself being held up by him. I paused and pulled back, surprised and almost scared. Draco opened his eyes and stared at me.
"What?" He asked innocently, a bit taken aback. I shook my head in disgust with myself.
"Draco, no." I flinched as he narrowed his eyes and grinned.
"Oh, I see. This is about Weasle, isn't it?" His voice was cold and harsh, and his stare was piercingly scary. I looked down, not wanting to make eye contact. I wanted so badly to just be out of the cabin, away from Draco. I didn't care where or how far, I just wanted to leave. "Well, even he doesn't deserve a Mudblood like you." I gritted my teeth. He just called my a Mudblood after he kissed me. He was gonna get it now. "Actually, it may be the other way around," He pondered, then snapped out of his thoughts as I smacked him as hard as possible across his face. The sound was louder than the radio, but the silence that followed seemed to control everything.
Draco lifted his hand to his left cheek, rubbing it with his mouth wide open. "You fucking bitch!" He yelled as I raced out of the cabin as fast as my legs could carry me. As the screen door slammed shut behind me, I saw his figure run out onto the porch, obviously extremely angry.
I bolted away from the cabin and towards Ron's cabin, where he was staying with Harry and Neville Longbottom. I came to a halt as I reached the porch though, and caught up with the shock that had flooded me with fear and adrenaline. I took a deep breath, then opened the door.
"Hermoine, what's wrong?" Ron immediately asked as I walked through the hallway. He jumped up from his seat on his twin bed and walked over to me. I took a deep breath and was about to tell him the story- but I somehow chickened out. Immediately I raised an eyebrow and shrugged.
"Nothing, just thought I'd stop by. Why?"
"I thought something was wrong. Are you sure?"
"Positive Ron. Don't worry, it's just Malfoy." I shrugged, as if nothing had happened. Ron stared at me for a few moments before nodding unconvincingly.
"Alright, whatever you say."
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Sorry for the shortness, I just wanted to get the chapter up before Chillkat beat my ass, J/K. Lol, please read and review, or else I'll probably give up on the story.