Fiery Slut: I WILL elaborate the scene, but in an up-coming chapter, so
that chapter will be dedicated to you. Haha, ;)
Draco_Fan: I'll try to slow down and lengthen it a bit and add more detail. But it might take a little bit of time.
Jayne Elizabeth: Doesn't it sound délicieux. Thats French by the way. :p
Anyways, thank you for the reviews again. Here's another chapter for my always wonderful/beautiful fans.
Chapter 6
~After the Game~
"I still don't understand how the game could be tied. They're going to replay it right? I mean, that'd be ludicrous if they didn't." Ginny said to Hermione
"I don't know, Ginny. Why don't you ask Harry? Or shouldn't you know? I mean you should be on the team right?"
"I'm ineligible to play right now. I failed on my Dark Arts class report and on my Transfiguration essay. McGonagall says its best for me to concentrate on my grades right now. Snape actually said that I should still be on the team! Isn't that crazy?" Ginny said sounding a little bit shocked.
They walked through the halls with rosy-red cheeks from the cold. A lot of the Slytherin girls were giving her glares that she had never seen before. I mean of course they all gave her glares, but these were obvious glares. The usual glares were never on purpose, they just happened.
And then came Pansy Parkinson. The streaks of green she had put in her short, brown hair this morning were almost already gone. A spell perhaps? Her green eye shadow looked like she did it in the dark.
Pansy and her crew of girls walked up to Ginny and Hermione. She crossed her arms. The others put their hands on their hips. Was this rehearsed or something?
Pansy swung her neck around and then said, "How was your night last night?" Pansy asked rudely. Hermione knew she shouldn't have told anyone. Pansy suddenly smacked the books out of Hermione's hands. She looked at the titles of them.
"Hmm, I'm surprised you don't have a birth control or a sexual side effects book in that pile." Pansy said.
"Side effects are when you take medicine, smart one." Ginny shot back.
"Shut up, Weasley." Audrey Millers said. "Anyways, Draco says you fuck like a jack rabbit." Pansy said putting her hand on her hip. The rest of them crossed their arms.
"Well I might since I was only a virgin before I had sex with him. But I suppose you fuck like a pug." Hermione crouched down saying this and gathered her books. She cast a glare mixed with a small grin and then walked off, leaving Pansy with her jaw dropped.
~Defense Against the Dark Arts~
Professor Rouillard walked in limping and with a black eye. Lavender giggled after whispering something to Parvati.
Then Malfoy walked in and took his seat next to Hermione.
"Pansy came up to you today, didn't she?" he asked.
"Why should I tell a Malfoy?" she said crossing her arms. She felt like one of the Slytherin gang girls now.
"Fine, be that way, jackrabbit." She looked at him.
"So you did say that?"
"Yeah, I definitely did."
"Why?"
"Because Patil up there somehow found out and she told someone else and that someone else told Pansy and she asked me. I said yes and told her that I only did it because I felt like having sex. I also told her that you fucked like a jackrabbit because I mean, we do have reputations."
"That makes me feel so much better now. You wanna know why?" Hermione said standing up. "Because I was only a virgin and you did that to me. Now everybody knows that I fuck like a jack rabbit! Thank you so much, Draco Malfoy." Neville Longbottom turned around to look at the two.
Draco put his hands on her hips and looked up at her. "Please sit down for me." Hermione breathed in and then sat down.
"Granger, you know last night was amazing to you and me. I mean, for a first timer, you were probably the best person I've done. You had this fury about you that made the moment even more sexier. Nobody has ever made me feel that way. Not even Fleur Delacour." Hermione's jaw dropped.
"Jesus, why do people always lose their virginity at 14?" "I don't know, but it was only for about 5 or 10 minutes. She took me outside one night into the Forbidden Forest and it just happened. She had a beautiful body, but not as gorgeous as yours. Yours was unbelievable." Hermione smiled.
"I wanna get out of here and go into the Forbidden Forest." Hermione whined. Malfoy smiled, though.
"Ask to go to the bathroom and meet me outside in the courtyard." Draco said grabbing hold of Hermione's hands. Then he got up and asked Professor Rouillard -who was over flirting with Parvati and Lavender- to go to the bathroom. Five minutes later, Hermione did the same.
She walked out to the court yard to see Malfoy leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets.
He picked her up by the legs and supported her like a bride. She laughed.
Little did they know someone was watching them from a window. This someone being Ronald Weasley. He watched Malfoy suck on Hermione's cheek. Then they disappeared.
Hermione grabbed Draco's white shirt and held onto it as she pushed his back into a tree. He smiled with seduction in his eyes as he grabbed onto her hips and brought her closer to his body. Hermione kissed him passionately.
Once again, he was sliding the thing he was leaning on. His hands slid up the sides of her white shirt and stopped near her chest.
He pulled away with her biting his lip. He smiled.
"Why do you always have to ruin things like that? You know, it's really nice to kiss someone like you because you're such a good kisser, but you always have to pull away, don't you?" Hermione explained.
"Yes, just to make you angry. You look the hottest when you're angry." Hermione pursed her lips together.
"Mr. Malfoy appears to be somewhat of a loser doesn't he? You know, too many people say things like that."
"I suppose so. But at least I'm not Blaise Zabini."
"Why, what did he do?"
"Banged Fleur about 7 or 8 times and then told her he hated her and then told Gabrielle Delacour that he was in love with her instead." Hermione thought for a second.
"I know this sounds all lovey-dovey, but would you ever do that to me?" Draco raised his eyebrows and looked over at the deer that hadn't seen them yet.
"Look," he whispered, pointing to the deer. Hermione looked over, only to smile. She looked back. The smile that Draco loved on her had disappeared.
"Would you ever do that to me, though?" Hermione asked again.
Draco thought for a second and then said, "No. Never, I'm not that type of person."
"I bet you are when you're drunk." Hermione said, punching him on the side of the arm.
"You're very smart sometimes."
"I don't want to be smart anymore. I hate being the smart-alec."
"I bet you do; now we should get going. I think I heard a bell ring." He said standing up. He pulled her up from her sitting position and was now body to body with her. He grinned.
Hermione kissed him, but he held the kiss for a very long time. When he let go her pulled his hand out from behind her neck and revealed a rose with thorns on the stem. One of the thorns had pricked at her palm and was now making it bleed.
"I'll go first," he said with seduction in his eyes. He walked away, leaving her feeling like a French princess being treated with all the love she could ever want from her prince.
After five minutes of fantasizing about Draco Malfoy, she walked back to the school only to see Ron making out with Lacey Grover from Hufflepuff. Hermione felt a knot grow in her stomach. Wasn't Ron supposed to be in love with Hermione? Not Lacey. Not the blonde with blue eyes and perfectly tan skin. Not her, at least.
Hermione looked around her to see Ginny and Harry also making out on a bench. She looked at everyone and it seemed like everyone except the losers were making out. Actually, she was the only one not making out with anybody. She was the loser now.
She walked inside wondering what was going on. She felt as if she needed to cry, but she didn't want to at the same time because she knew that Malfoy liked her a lot. Didn't he? Or was he just using her?
Draco_Fan: I'll try to slow down and lengthen it a bit and add more detail. But it might take a little bit of time.
Jayne Elizabeth: Doesn't it sound délicieux. Thats French by the way. :p
Anyways, thank you for the reviews again. Here's another chapter for my always wonderful/beautiful fans.
Chapter 6
~After the Game~
"I still don't understand how the game could be tied. They're going to replay it right? I mean, that'd be ludicrous if they didn't." Ginny said to Hermione
"I don't know, Ginny. Why don't you ask Harry? Or shouldn't you know? I mean you should be on the team right?"
"I'm ineligible to play right now. I failed on my Dark Arts class report and on my Transfiguration essay. McGonagall says its best for me to concentrate on my grades right now. Snape actually said that I should still be on the team! Isn't that crazy?" Ginny said sounding a little bit shocked.
They walked through the halls with rosy-red cheeks from the cold. A lot of the Slytherin girls were giving her glares that she had never seen before. I mean of course they all gave her glares, but these were obvious glares. The usual glares were never on purpose, they just happened.
And then came Pansy Parkinson. The streaks of green she had put in her short, brown hair this morning were almost already gone. A spell perhaps? Her green eye shadow looked like she did it in the dark.
Pansy and her crew of girls walked up to Ginny and Hermione. She crossed her arms. The others put their hands on their hips. Was this rehearsed or something?
Pansy swung her neck around and then said, "How was your night last night?" Pansy asked rudely. Hermione knew she shouldn't have told anyone. Pansy suddenly smacked the books out of Hermione's hands. She looked at the titles of them.
"Hmm, I'm surprised you don't have a birth control or a sexual side effects book in that pile." Pansy said.
"Side effects are when you take medicine, smart one." Ginny shot back.
"Shut up, Weasley." Audrey Millers said. "Anyways, Draco says you fuck like a jack rabbit." Pansy said putting her hand on her hip. The rest of them crossed their arms.
"Well I might since I was only a virgin before I had sex with him. But I suppose you fuck like a pug." Hermione crouched down saying this and gathered her books. She cast a glare mixed with a small grin and then walked off, leaving Pansy with her jaw dropped.
~Defense Against the Dark Arts~
Professor Rouillard walked in limping and with a black eye. Lavender giggled after whispering something to Parvati.
Then Malfoy walked in and took his seat next to Hermione.
"Pansy came up to you today, didn't she?" he asked.
"Why should I tell a Malfoy?" she said crossing her arms. She felt like one of the Slytherin gang girls now.
"Fine, be that way, jackrabbit." She looked at him.
"So you did say that?"
"Yeah, I definitely did."
"Why?"
"Because Patil up there somehow found out and she told someone else and that someone else told Pansy and she asked me. I said yes and told her that I only did it because I felt like having sex. I also told her that you fucked like a jackrabbit because I mean, we do have reputations."
"That makes me feel so much better now. You wanna know why?" Hermione said standing up. "Because I was only a virgin and you did that to me. Now everybody knows that I fuck like a jack rabbit! Thank you so much, Draco Malfoy." Neville Longbottom turned around to look at the two.
Draco put his hands on her hips and looked up at her. "Please sit down for me." Hermione breathed in and then sat down.
"Granger, you know last night was amazing to you and me. I mean, for a first timer, you were probably the best person I've done. You had this fury about you that made the moment even more sexier. Nobody has ever made me feel that way. Not even Fleur Delacour." Hermione's jaw dropped.
"Jesus, why do people always lose their virginity at 14?" "I don't know, but it was only for about 5 or 10 minutes. She took me outside one night into the Forbidden Forest and it just happened. She had a beautiful body, but not as gorgeous as yours. Yours was unbelievable." Hermione smiled.
"I wanna get out of here and go into the Forbidden Forest." Hermione whined. Malfoy smiled, though.
"Ask to go to the bathroom and meet me outside in the courtyard." Draco said grabbing hold of Hermione's hands. Then he got up and asked Professor Rouillard -who was over flirting with Parvati and Lavender- to go to the bathroom. Five minutes later, Hermione did the same.
She walked out to the court yard to see Malfoy leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets.
He picked her up by the legs and supported her like a bride. She laughed.
Little did they know someone was watching them from a window. This someone being Ronald Weasley. He watched Malfoy suck on Hermione's cheek. Then they disappeared.
Hermione grabbed Draco's white shirt and held onto it as she pushed his back into a tree. He smiled with seduction in his eyes as he grabbed onto her hips and brought her closer to his body. Hermione kissed him passionately.
Once again, he was sliding the thing he was leaning on. His hands slid up the sides of her white shirt and stopped near her chest.
He pulled away with her biting his lip. He smiled.
"Why do you always have to ruin things like that? You know, it's really nice to kiss someone like you because you're such a good kisser, but you always have to pull away, don't you?" Hermione explained.
"Yes, just to make you angry. You look the hottest when you're angry." Hermione pursed her lips together.
"Mr. Malfoy appears to be somewhat of a loser doesn't he? You know, too many people say things like that."
"I suppose so. But at least I'm not Blaise Zabini."
"Why, what did he do?"
"Banged Fleur about 7 or 8 times and then told her he hated her and then told Gabrielle Delacour that he was in love with her instead." Hermione thought for a second.
"I know this sounds all lovey-dovey, but would you ever do that to me?" Draco raised his eyebrows and looked over at the deer that hadn't seen them yet.
"Look," he whispered, pointing to the deer. Hermione looked over, only to smile. She looked back. The smile that Draco loved on her had disappeared.
"Would you ever do that to me, though?" Hermione asked again.
Draco thought for a second and then said, "No. Never, I'm not that type of person."
"I bet you are when you're drunk." Hermione said, punching him on the side of the arm.
"You're very smart sometimes."
"I don't want to be smart anymore. I hate being the smart-alec."
"I bet you do; now we should get going. I think I heard a bell ring." He said standing up. He pulled her up from her sitting position and was now body to body with her. He grinned.
Hermione kissed him, but he held the kiss for a very long time. When he let go her pulled his hand out from behind her neck and revealed a rose with thorns on the stem. One of the thorns had pricked at her palm and was now making it bleed.
"I'll go first," he said with seduction in his eyes. He walked away, leaving her feeling like a French princess being treated with all the love she could ever want from her prince.
After five minutes of fantasizing about Draco Malfoy, she walked back to the school only to see Ron making out with Lacey Grover from Hufflepuff. Hermione felt a knot grow in her stomach. Wasn't Ron supposed to be in love with Hermione? Not Lacey. Not the blonde with blue eyes and perfectly tan skin. Not her, at least.
Hermione looked around her to see Ginny and Harry also making out on a bench. She looked at everyone and it seemed like everyone except the losers were making out. Actually, she was the only one not making out with anybody. She was the loser now.
She walked inside wondering what was going on. She felt as if she needed to cry, but she didn't want to at the same time because she knew that Malfoy liked her a lot. Didn't he? Or was he just using her?