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Serpentine Romeo
By Black Rapture
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Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters, places, and objects belong to Warner Brothers and her majesty J.K. Rowling, Queen of All Literature. (King, of course, being J.R.R. Tolkien! Oh yeah, Legolas is a hottie!)
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I wasn't sure when we first began
That you were better than
Any other man
I wanted you to prove you were my Superman
Played hard to get when we first met
Not gonna give in yet wanna make you sweat
Didn't want to connect and loose my self-respect
Didn't expect your impure effect
Didn't know I'd found
My serpentine romeo
Hit with cupid's bow
It was touch and go
Yes and no
Are you friend or foe?
I've got a right to know
'Cause when you said hello
We did a do si do
High and low
Although it's ready, set, go
Under the mistletoe
I'm caught in the undertow
With my serpentine romeo
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Chapter Four - Fantasy Unrealized
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" What's your problem? " Ginny asked as Hermione stormed into the Great Hall and sat down with a huff.
" Yeah, wake up on the wrong side of the bed or something? " Ron commented.
" Malfoy is a bastard. " Hermione announced. Harry rolled his eyes.
" Tell us something we don't know. " He said sarcastically.
" So, you're still having problems with the sinfully delicious Slytherin? I feel your pain, I really do. I would hate having to share a room with him ... having to see him in his boxers every day ... " Ginny trailed off, a dreamy smile on her face. Ron looked at her like she was insane.
" That had better have been a joke! Malfoy is not attractive in any form! " He protested. Ginny smirked.
" If you thought he was, I would have been very disturbed. " She replied.
" I can't take it! " Hermione moaned, " He came out of the bathroom in nothing but a bloody towel, soaking wet ... drops of water cascading down his rippling muscles ... " Hermione's eyes went glassy as she smiled contentedly. Harry snorted.
" You've got it for him bad. " He smirked teasingly. Ginny tried to stifle a snort, as she really didn't think Harry understood the current severity of the situation.
Hermione snapped out of her naughty daydream involving Draco, hot fudge, and ...
" Leather pants. "
" Excuse me? " Ron raised an eyebrow. Hermione cleared her throat.
" Nothing, I didn't say anything. "
" Sure you didn't. " Ginny smiled, " And Draco would look good in leather pants. " Hermione went scarlet. ' Hell yes he would! '
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' If I have to see her in her bloody knickers one more time, I'm going to loose my mind! ' Draco thought irritably.
" What's the matter, Drakkie? " Pansy crooned, sitting next to him.
" Oh, sod off. " Draco said loudly, causing the people sitting near them to laugh at Pansy's embarrassed expression. He grabbed his bag and headed off to his first class which was, unfortunately, Potions.
" You're early. Don't see that often. " Snape drawled as Draco sat down at his desk.
" Bugger off. " Draco muttered.
" I beg your pardon? "
" Nothing. "
" Very well. "
The class started to arrive, and Hermione looked very put out, Draco noted. He hoped he had some part in it.
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" We will be starting a partner project today. And since the Headmaster wishes to improve house relationships, " Snape scowled. " You will all be assigned partners from outside your own. " The reaction consisted of looks of disgust from the Slytherins and most of the Gryffindors faces clearly said ' I'm contemplating suicide '.
" I have already assigned your partners. " Snape picked up a piece of parchment and read from it. Hermione wasn't really listening except in the case of Harry, Ron, and herself. Harry was paired with Blaise Zabini and to Hermione's amusement, Ron was with Pansy Parkinson. And she wasn't sure whether to be happy or horrified when Snape called out,
" Malfoy and Granger. " Hermione looked at Draco, whose head was in his hands and seemed to be murmuring to himself. ' What did I do to deserve this? ' Hermione wondered.
" This potion will take two months. " Snape informed. If anyone but Snape had said it, she would have been sure it was a joke. Working with a painfully good-looking Slytherin for two bloody months? This could not be happening.
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How was he supposed to survive this? ' Why am I being punished? ' Draco thought miserably, ' Two bloody months?!? Someone kill me. '
" I will not fall for a mudblood, I will not fall for a mudblood. " Draco chanted to himself.
" Excuse me? " Draco looked up to see the devil incarnate herself.
" Nothing. Now what is this bloody potion? I wasn't listening. "
" A truth potion almost as strong as Veritaserum. " Hermione informed him.
" I see. We're not going to have to test it on each other, are we? "
" Scared, Malfoy? "
" You wish. Let's just get started on the damn thing. "
" Very well. " She began gathering ingredients while Draco watched her every move, entranced. ' I am never going to get through this, ' He admitted glumly to himself.
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" This is unbelievable! It's a plot to destroy me! " Hermione complained. She was currently in Harry and Ron's dorm, pacing a hole in the floor.
" At least you haven't got to work with Pansy Parkinson! " Ron whined.
" Pansy Parkinson is not completely gorgeous! You don't want to jump her everytime you see her! And she sure as hell does not have the most perfect body I have ever seen in my life! " Hermione collapsed on the bed between Harry and Ron.
" You think Malfoy has a better body than me? " Harry pretended to look offended. Hermione rolled her eyes.
" We all know you have a fabulous body as well Harry. If I had met you after you became a total hottie, I'm sure I would have sexual fantasies about you as well. " Hermione informed him.
" Girls have sexual fantasies about me? " Harry grinned.
" And Malfoy. " Hermione smirked.
" I could have lived the rest of my life without knowing that. " Ron pretended to gag.
" Well, I better get back to the common room. He had better not be reading again. " Hermione started toward the door.
" What's wrong with him reading? " Harry inquired.
" Don't ask. " Hermione groaned as she headed down the stairs.
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' I've got to do something about this whole Hermione situation. ' Draco decided. ' I either have to forget about her or get it over with and take her already. ' He smirked. He preferred the latter. ' Speak of the devil. ' He thought as the portrait hole opened, revealing Hermione.
" Have a good day? " Draco asked.
" I guess. " She answered. He walked over and sat next to her on the couch. She looked at him. You could have cut the sexual tension with a knife. He was plotting his next move when all of the sudden his back was pressed into the couch and Hermione was straddling his hips, her lips on his. ' What the hell?! ' Draco thought, ' Well, who am I to complain? ' He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him.
She tasted like cinnamon and smelled like strawberries. He could have stayed in this position forever. Draco realized this was something he could get used too. Hermione wasn't just one of his normal ' nail and bail ' conquests. But his father, not to mention the entire school, would murder him. It would have to be kept a secret. Meanwhile, his hands had roamed up her skirt of their own free will. Suddenly the portrait hole slid open. Hermione shrieked and looked up. Snape was staring at them with a look of total shock on his normally impassive face.
" Merlin, it's the apocalypse. " Snape decided aloud.
" Well, you see Professor, what it is ... " Hermione attempted, still sitting on Draco.
" I really don't want to know, I just came to tell you that there's a prefect meeting tomorrow night at seven. " He turned and left. Hermione buried her face in Draco's chest and laughed.
" Of all the bad bloody timing. " Draco sighed. Hermione looked at him.
" What are we going to do? The Slytherins will kill you. "
" I know. "
" We can't tell anyone. "
" I know. "
" Well, Ron and Harry and Ginny sort-of already know. "
" And they haven't reserved a room at St. Mungo's for you? "
" They'll be fine. "
" Hopefully. "
" It's late. "
" I know. " Draco replied. Hermione frowned, climbing off of him.
" Goodnight. " She said, kissing him deeply on the lips before retreating to her room.
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Hermione entered the common room to find Draco asleep on the couch, a book open on his chest. She went over to him and had to stifle a laugh. He was obviously dreaming, and muttering to himself. His hands were on an invisible waist, which was apparently on top of him. This was too funny!
She couldn't help but feel a bit jealous. Who was this mystery girl sitting atop him?
" Draco. " she whispered. He didn't wake up. She poked him in the ribs. He slowly opened his eyes and gazed up at her.
" Fuck! Bloody fucking hell! It was a fucking dream! " He bolted off of couch and ran his hands through his hair. " Fuck. "
" I take it was a good dream if you're so bloody pissed. " Hermione commented. Draco stared at her.
" This is all your bloody fault! " Draco said suddenly.
" How the hell is this my fault? " She asked.
" You and your stupid bloody knickers and your stupid bloody bra that I see whenever I close my eyes and your stupid bloody self climbing on top of me in that stupid bloody dream! I can't take this! " Draco stormed to his room and slammed the door so hard that the floor shook.
" Well ... " Hermione said aloud, " Seems like my dream self has the right idea. "
Hermione didn't see Draco the next morning when she went into the bathroom. Unfortunate. She didn't see him at breakfast either. She only saw him in History of Magic before lunch.
Hermione opened the door to her room and there was Draco. Naked. On her bed. She took in his gorgeously chiselled features before travelling to his quidditch-sculpted muscles, and just was she was following the trail of hair from his navel to his ...
" Bloody hell! " She shrieked, jumping up from her desk.
She looked around. ' Shit! ' Her entire History of Magic class was staring at her. Apparently she had fallen asleep and Harry, who sat next to her, had tapped her shoulder to wake her up. Her eyes fell on Draco who had that god-damned beautiful eyebrow raised. She blushed darkly at the memory of his gloriously naked body ... which she unfortunately hadn't seen entirely.
" Are you alright, Miss Granite? " Professor Binns asked.
" Sorry sir, I'm not feeling well. " Hermione said, sitting back down. She glanced back at Draco, who winked at her. She briefly gaped at him before casting her eyes to her desk. It was going to be a long year.
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Serpentine Romeo
By Black Rapture
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Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters, places, and objects belong to Warner Brothers and her majesty J.K. Rowling, Queen of All Literature. (King, of course, being J.R.R. Tolkien! Oh yeah, Legolas is a hottie!)
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
I wasn't sure when we first began
That you were better than
Any other man
I wanted you to prove you were my Superman
Played hard to get when we first met
Not gonna give in yet wanna make you sweat
Didn't want to connect and loose my self-respect
Didn't expect your impure effect
Didn't know I'd found
My serpentine romeo
Hit with cupid's bow
It was touch and go
Yes and no
Are you friend or foe?
I've got a right to know
'Cause when you said hello
We did a do si do
High and low
Although it's ready, set, go
Under the mistletoe
I'm caught in the undertow
With my serpentine romeo
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Chapter Four - Fantasy Unrealized
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" What's your problem? " Ginny asked as Hermione stormed into the Great Hall and sat down with a huff.
" Yeah, wake up on the wrong side of the bed or something? " Ron commented.
" Malfoy is a bastard. " Hermione announced. Harry rolled his eyes.
" Tell us something we don't know. " He said sarcastically.
" So, you're still having problems with the sinfully delicious Slytherin? I feel your pain, I really do. I would hate having to share a room with him ... having to see him in his boxers every day ... " Ginny trailed off, a dreamy smile on her face. Ron looked at her like she was insane.
" That had better have been a joke! Malfoy is not attractive in any form! " He protested. Ginny smirked.
" If you thought he was, I would have been very disturbed. " She replied.
" I can't take it! " Hermione moaned, " He came out of the bathroom in nothing but a bloody towel, soaking wet ... drops of water cascading down his rippling muscles ... " Hermione's eyes went glassy as she smiled contentedly. Harry snorted.
" You've got it for him bad. " He smirked teasingly. Ginny tried to stifle a snort, as she really didn't think Harry understood the current severity of the situation.
Hermione snapped out of her naughty daydream involving Draco, hot fudge, and ...
" Leather pants. "
" Excuse me? " Ron raised an eyebrow. Hermione cleared her throat.
" Nothing, I didn't say anything. "
" Sure you didn't. " Ginny smiled, " And Draco would look good in leather pants. " Hermione went scarlet. ' Hell yes he would! '
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' If I have to see her in her bloody knickers one more time, I'm going to loose my mind! ' Draco thought irritably.
" What's the matter, Drakkie? " Pansy crooned, sitting next to him.
" Oh, sod off. " Draco said loudly, causing the people sitting near them to laugh at Pansy's embarrassed expression. He grabbed his bag and headed off to his first class which was, unfortunately, Potions.
" You're early. Don't see that often. " Snape drawled as Draco sat down at his desk.
" Bugger off. " Draco muttered.
" I beg your pardon? "
" Nothing. "
" Very well. "
The class started to arrive, and Hermione looked very put out, Draco noted. He hoped he had some part in it.
[-]
" We will be starting a partner project today. And since the Headmaster wishes to improve house relationships, " Snape scowled. " You will all be assigned partners from outside your own. " The reaction consisted of looks of disgust from the Slytherins and most of the Gryffindors faces clearly said ' I'm contemplating suicide '.
" I have already assigned your partners. " Snape picked up a piece of parchment and read from it. Hermione wasn't really listening except in the case of Harry, Ron, and herself. Harry was paired with Blaise Zabini and to Hermione's amusement, Ron was with Pansy Parkinson. And she wasn't sure whether to be happy or horrified when Snape called out,
" Malfoy and Granger. " Hermione looked at Draco, whose head was in his hands and seemed to be murmuring to himself. ' What did I do to deserve this? ' Hermione wondered.
" This potion will take two months. " Snape informed. If anyone but Snape had said it, she would have been sure it was a joke. Working with a painfully good-looking Slytherin for two bloody months? This could not be happening.
[-]
How was he supposed to survive this? ' Why am I being punished? ' Draco thought miserably, ' Two bloody months?!? Someone kill me. '
" I will not fall for a mudblood, I will not fall for a mudblood. " Draco chanted to himself.
" Excuse me? " Draco looked up to see the devil incarnate herself.
" Nothing. Now what is this bloody potion? I wasn't listening. "
" A truth potion almost as strong as Veritaserum. " Hermione informed him.
" I see. We're not going to have to test it on each other, are we? "
" Scared, Malfoy? "
" You wish. Let's just get started on the damn thing. "
" Very well. " She began gathering ingredients while Draco watched her every move, entranced. ' I am never going to get through this, ' He admitted glumly to himself.
[-]
" This is unbelievable! It's a plot to destroy me! " Hermione complained. She was currently in Harry and Ron's dorm, pacing a hole in the floor.
" At least you haven't got to work with Pansy Parkinson! " Ron whined.
" Pansy Parkinson is not completely gorgeous! You don't want to jump her everytime you see her! And she sure as hell does not have the most perfect body I have ever seen in my life! " Hermione collapsed on the bed between Harry and Ron.
" You think Malfoy has a better body than me? " Harry pretended to look offended. Hermione rolled her eyes.
" We all know you have a fabulous body as well Harry. If I had met you after you became a total hottie, I'm sure I would have sexual fantasies about you as well. " Hermione informed him.
" Girls have sexual fantasies about me? " Harry grinned.
" And Malfoy. " Hermione smirked.
" I could have lived the rest of my life without knowing that. " Ron pretended to gag.
" Well, I better get back to the common room. He had better not be reading again. " Hermione started toward the door.
" What's wrong with him reading? " Harry inquired.
" Don't ask. " Hermione groaned as she headed down the stairs.
[-]
' I've got to do something about this whole Hermione situation. ' Draco decided. ' I either have to forget about her or get it over with and take her already. ' He smirked. He preferred the latter. ' Speak of the devil. ' He thought as the portrait hole opened, revealing Hermione.
" Have a good day? " Draco asked.
" I guess. " She answered. He walked over and sat next to her on the couch. She looked at him. You could have cut the sexual tension with a knife. He was plotting his next move when all of the sudden his back was pressed into the couch and Hermione was straddling his hips, her lips on his. ' What the hell?! ' Draco thought, ' Well, who am I to complain? ' He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him.
She tasted like cinnamon and smelled like strawberries. He could have stayed in this position forever. Draco realized this was something he could get used too. Hermione wasn't just one of his normal ' nail and bail ' conquests. But his father, not to mention the entire school, would murder him. It would have to be kept a secret. Meanwhile, his hands had roamed up her skirt of their own free will. Suddenly the portrait hole slid open. Hermione shrieked and looked up. Snape was staring at them with a look of total shock on his normally impassive face.
" Merlin, it's the apocalypse. " Snape decided aloud.
" Well, you see Professor, what it is ... " Hermione attempted, still sitting on Draco.
" I really don't want to know, I just came to tell you that there's a prefect meeting tomorrow night at seven. " He turned and left. Hermione buried her face in Draco's chest and laughed.
" Of all the bad bloody timing. " Draco sighed. Hermione looked at him.
" What are we going to do? The Slytherins will kill you. "
" I know. "
" We can't tell anyone. "
" I know. "
" Well, Ron and Harry and Ginny sort-of already know. "
" And they haven't reserved a room at St. Mungo's for you? "
" They'll be fine. "
" Hopefully. "
" It's late. "
" I know. " Draco replied. Hermione frowned, climbing off of him.
" Goodnight. " She said, kissing him deeply on the lips before retreating to her room.
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Hermione entered the common room to find Draco asleep on the couch, a book open on his chest. She went over to him and had to stifle a laugh. He was obviously dreaming, and muttering to himself. His hands were on an invisible waist, which was apparently on top of him. This was too funny!
She couldn't help but feel a bit jealous. Who was this mystery girl sitting atop him?
" Draco. " she whispered. He didn't wake up. She poked him in the ribs. He slowly opened his eyes and gazed up at her.
" Fuck! Bloody fucking hell! It was a fucking dream! " He bolted off of couch and ran his hands through his hair. " Fuck. "
" I take it was a good dream if you're so bloody pissed. " Hermione commented. Draco stared at her.
" This is all your bloody fault! " Draco said suddenly.
" How the hell is this my fault? " She asked.
" You and your stupid bloody knickers and your stupid bloody bra that I see whenever I close my eyes and your stupid bloody self climbing on top of me in that stupid bloody dream! I can't take this! " Draco stormed to his room and slammed the door so hard that the floor shook.
" Well ... " Hermione said aloud, " Seems like my dream self has the right idea. "
Hermione didn't see Draco the next morning when she went into the bathroom. Unfortunate. She didn't see him at breakfast either. She only saw him in History of Magic before lunch.
Hermione opened the door to her room and there was Draco. Naked. On her bed. She took in his gorgeously chiselled features before travelling to his quidditch-sculpted muscles, and just was she was following the trail of hair from his navel to his ...
" Bloody hell! " She shrieked, jumping up from her desk.
She looked around. ' Shit! ' Her entire History of Magic class was staring at her. Apparently she had fallen asleep and Harry, who sat next to her, had tapped her shoulder to wake her up. Her eyes fell on Draco who had that god-damned beautiful eyebrow raised. She blushed darkly at the memory of his gloriously naked body ... which she unfortunately hadn't seen entirely.
" Are you alright, Miss Granite? " Professor Binns asked.
" Sorry sir, I'm not feeling well. " Hermione said, sitting back down. She glanced back at Draco, who winked at her. She briefly gaped at him before casting her eyes to her desk. It was going to be a long year.
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