8:00 pm, by the restricted section.
"You're late Malfoy."
"How the bloody hell was I supposed to know what time to come? You never told me."
"Whatever. Look, she's sitting at a table behind the last shelf on the right. Go over there. I'll make sure nobody comes."
"Now?!"
"Yes now!"
"Fine!"
Draco walked to the back of the library and sure enough, there sat the Gryffindor prefect, Hermione Granger.
"Hello Granger." Draco said smoothly and sat down beside her.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Hermione snapped.
"Can't a pier say hi?"
"Not if he's a Slytherin he can't!"
"Look Hermione," Draco put his hand over hers, "I just really wanted to talk to you."
Hermione pushed off his hand, "Do you really expect me to believe that rubbish?"
"Well yeah, it's the truth."
"In my experience I've learned that a Slytherin never tells the truth."
"When have I ever lied to you?"
Hermione couldn't think of anything, he may be a rotten, malicious, git . . . but he was an honest rotten, malicious, git. "Fine. I don't know. But I'm not apologizing."
"I'm not asking you to." He smile seductively.
Hermione felt a shiver up her spine. Something didn't seem right. Well, other than the fact that Draco Malfoy was being somewhat humane towards her. "Then what do you want?"
"You're so beautiful." He began to stroke her hair.
Now she knew something was wrong. "That's it! I knew you were up to something!" Hermione slammed the book she was reading shut and stormed out of the library.
Draco sighed and waited for Ginny to come meet him.
"What in the hell did you say?" Ginny demanded.
"Exactly what you told me to do. I was nice, I smiled, I told her she was beautiful. She doesn't seem to take compliments very well." Draco smiled.
"Well now we have nothing! What are we supposed to do now?!"
"Don't worry Weasel. I'll get her to spill. Just give me some time."
"Don't blow this Draco."
"I wont. I never do."
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"You're late Malfoy."
"How the bloody hell was I supposed to know what time to come? You never told me."
"Whatever. Look, she's sitting at a table behind the last shelf on the right. Go over there. I'll make sure nobody comes."
"Now?!"
"Yes now!"
"Fine!"
Draco walked to the back of the library and sure enough, there sat the Gryffindor prefect, Hermione Granger.
"Hello Granger." Draco said smoothly and sat down beside her.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Hermione snapped.
"Can't a pier say hi?"
"Not if he's a Slytherin he can't!"
"Look Hermione," Draco put his hand over hers, "I just really wanted to talk to you."
Hermione pushed off his hand, "Do you really expect me to believe that rubbish?"
"Well yeah, it's the truth."
"In my experience I've learned that a Slytherin never tells the truth."
"When have I ever lied to you?"
Hermione couldn't think of anything, he may be a rotten, malicious, git . . . but he was an honest rotten, malicious, git. "Fine. I don't know. But I'm not apologizing."
"I'm not asking you to." He smile seductively.
Hermione felt a shiver up her spine. Something didn't seem right. Well, other than the fact that Draco Malfoy was being somewhat humane towards her. "Then what do you want?"
"You're so beautiful." He began to stroke her hair.
Now she knew something was wrong. "That's it! I knew you were up to something!" Hermione slammed the book she was reading shut and stormed out of the library.
Draco sighed and waited for Ginny to come meet him.
"What in the hell did you say?" Ginny demanded.
"Exactly what you told me to do. I was nice, I smiled, I told her she was beautiful. She doesn't seem to take compliments very well." Draco smiled.
"Well now we have nothing! What are we supposed to do now?!"
"Don't worry Weasel. I'll get her to spill. Just give me some time."
"Don't blow this Draco."
"I wont. I never do."
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