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Title: Dear Diary
Chapter: #4 A Meeting
Author: Jenn (Aka. DreamBerry, The girl who lived)
Rating: HeHeHe, careful, nothing physical tho. If U could stand the 1st chapie then you can definitely deal with this.
For the ppl: Yey finally! gr. 12 is killer!
"Hey" she stated quietly as she stood beside the now sitting up boy.
"What do you want?" He asked grumpily.
"It's not your grass is it she asked sitting dawn heavily a person width away from the boy.
"Go for it!" he muttered as he lay back down and she followed suit the grass was strangely comfortable she thought to herself and she was sure that she could lay here all period. She looked over at the long grass between them and smiled at least he hadn't left when she came and in this tall grass no one would see them there.
The moments ticked away
'Why was she here' thought Draco to irritably she was ruining his time to himself time. He cringed a little at this next thought he had been in the grass with others, though specifically girls... Well she wasn't that bad looking he thought to himself remembering her running to Hagrids, and he was definitely not planning on doing anything with her.
The thought hit him as a sour smile sped across his face. That didn't stop him from scaring her.
She heard the grass rustle beside her and knew that the boy was stirring but to what end? Was he leaving or had he decided to attempt to make conversation? She had little more that a moment to think about it.
The grass parted and she saw Draco's head on the other side he smiled. "Hey," he stated simply but something playful hinted in his eyes.
He shifted his body so that there was only a small row of tall grass between them. Hermione's head screamed out, he was way to close for comfort. She tried not to squirm in discomfort. "This isn't to first time I've met a girl here you know?" He said edging closer. "but you are the first Grifindor."
A shot of horror ran threw her and then she remembered the diary entrée, "I want to hurt someone."
He must have seen the look of horror on her face for he rolled back over into his old spot but now on his stomach and he snickered silently in his arms. That would make her think twice before bothering him again.
But in the grass she remained for both were stubborn not to be the first to give up and leave. He did succeed in making her feel even more uncomfortable though. She crossed her arms over her now to noticeably protruding chest and tried to relax. He was just trying to annoy her she knew but really she knew that he had succeeded and there was nothing she could do to change that fact.
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"Hey M-girl you're going to be late for class." Hermione looked at her watch. He was right she sighed I guess he's just going to have to with this round she thought as she picked herself up and started walking towards the school.
Draco couldn't help but glance at the girl she had courage standing up against him. and he promised himself there would be no next time.
He waited until she was in the school to pick himself up and make his way across the grounds to class.
Title: Dear Diary
Chapter: #4 A Meeting
Author: Jenn (Aka. DreamBerry, The girl who lived)
Rating: HeHeHe, careful, nothing physical tho. If U could stand the 1st chapie then you can definitely deal with this.
For the ppl: Yey finally! gr. 12 is killer!
"Hey" she stated quietly as she stood beside the now sitting up boy.
"What do you want?" He asked grumpily.
"It's not your grass is it she asked sitting dawn heavily a person width away from the boy.
"Go for it!" he muttered as he lay back down and she followed suit the grass was strangely comfortable she thought to herself and she was sure that she could lay here all period. She looked over at the long grass between them and smiled at least he hadn't left when she came and in this tall grass no one would see them there.
The moments ticked away
'Why was she here' thought Draco to irritably she was ruining his time to himself time. He cringed a little at this next thought he had been in the grass with others, though specifically girls... Well she wasn't that bad looking he thought to himself remembering her running to Hagrids, and he was definitely not planning on doing anything with her.
The thought hit him as a sour smile sped across his face. That didn't stop him from scaring her.
She heard the grass rustle beside her and knew that the boy was stirring but to what end? Was he leaving or had he decided to attempt to make conversation? She had little more that a moment to think about it.
The grass parted and she saw Draco's head on the other side he smiled. "Hey," he stated simply but something playful hinted in his eyes.
He shifted his body so that there was only a small row of tall grass between them. Hermione's head screamed out, he was way to close for comfort. She tried not to squirm in discomfort. "This isn't to first time I've met a girl here you know?" He said edging closer. "but you are the first Grifindor."
A shot of horror ran threw her and then she remembered the diary entrée, "I want to hurt someone."
He must have seen the look of horror on her face for he rolled back over into his old spot but now on his stomach and he snickered silently in his arms. That would make her think twice before bothering him again.
But in the grass she remained for both were stubborn not to be the first to give up and leave. He did succeed in making her feel even more uncomfortable though. She crossed her arms over her now to noticeably protruding chest and tried to relax. He was just trying to annoy her she knew but really she knew that he had succeeded and there was nothing she could do to change that fact.
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"Hey M-girl you're going to be late for class." Hermione looked at her watch. He was right she sighed I guess he's just going to have to with this round she thought as she picked herself up and started walking towards the school.
Draco couldn't help but glance at the girl she had courage standing up against him. and he promised himself there would be no next time.
He waited until she was in the school to pick himself up and make his way across the grounds to class.