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o Just Checking You Out o
As soon as Hermione left the comfort of the cozy compartment, and the company of her friends, she felt drained of energy. As if the entire sleepless summer caught up to her all at once. She trudged her way to the Heads compartment, trying to ignore the waves of noise, mostly laughter that assaulted her ears. Laughter that made her head seem as if it were splitting it two.
She came to the compartment she was looking for and opened the door. Sitting, watching out the window was a raven-haired boy she had no recollection of ever meeting. Was he new?
"Hello, I'm Hermione Granger," She said with lack-luster enthusiasm.
"I know who you are," the boy spat. He turned to face her and her honey eyes filled with recognition as his filled with surprise.
"Malfoy."
"Granger."
"I take it your Head Boy then?"
"Of course I am, expecting someone else?"
"She thought about it and realized that he was the most obvious choice. Always did well in class, especially in potions.
"I guess not," she sighed, her head pounding with a sudden new force. She sat across from him. He had definitely changed over the summer... his black hair, loose and glinting from the sun streaming through the window. He was wearing black pants and a t-shirt with a ratty pair of converse sneakers. He didn't look like a goody two-shoes anymore, that was for sure.
"What are you looking at, mudblood?" He snarled.
Well, at least his appearance had changed over the summer. He was still the same bratty Malfoy.
"Just checking you out. From the looks of things, you don't have to worry about it happening often." She was lying through her teeth. She would be checking him out as often as she could.
Malfoy had been slightly shocked at the subtle flirtiness of her first statement, but shook it off and replied, "Believe me, Granger, I don't need it from you, I'm sure to be getting checked out often enough without your help." Draco had noticed the difference in Hermione, not just the obvious physical changes, but in her attitude. He could no longer anger her with simple taunts. She didn't fly off the handle like usual, but threw something right back. And the way she was dressed... the leather pants hugging curves he didn't even know she possessed. He mentally smacked himself. Mudblood, he thought. Off-limits.
"And what are YOU looking at Ferret-boy?" Hermione asked the question with Draco's trademark snarl and smirk.
"Just checking you out," he smirked back. Turning away from her he resumed watching out his window. "We have to go give the prefects their duties you know."
"Do you have your information booklet?"
"Yes."
"Then let's get this over with."
They walked down the corridor until they reached the prefects compartment and greeted the eight students, a boy and a girl from each house. Hermione and Draco opened their booklets and began to give the students the rules and expectations of their new roles. This didn't take very long and before she knew it, Hermione was back sitting in the compartment with Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Prince.
Sitting here with him was making Hermione think. She needed to do something crazy. Something to solidify her new image. She was pureblood now. She was like Malfoy. What better way to get her lineage out in the open than to date the King of Slytherin himself? And he was pleasing to the eyes too... It wasn't that she liked him, she just had a feeling it would be daring and exciting. Not to mention she would piss off a number of Slytherin girls. She laughed wickedly to herself and vowed to be dating Draco Malfoy by the end of the week.
A/N: I know, short again, probably shorter. I apologize, but I wasn't sure how much more info to put in. Anyways, thanks for reading, if you could... y'know just hit the review button now.... =D Later days, Mandee
o Just Checking You Out o
As soon as Hermione left the comfort of the cozy compartment, and the company of her friends, she felt drained of energy. As if the entire sleepless summer caught up to her all at once. She trudged her way to the Heads compartment, trying to ignore the waves of noise, mostly laughter that assaulted her ears. Laughter that made her head seem as if it were splitting it two.
She came to the compartment she was looking for and opened the door. Sitting, watching out the window was a raven-haired boy she had no recollection of ever meeting. Was he new?
"Hello, I'm Hermione Granger," She said with lack-luster enthusiasm.
"I know who you are," the boy spat. He turned to face her and her honey eyes filled with recognition as his filled with surprise.
"Malfoy."
"Granger."
"I take it your Head Boy then?"
"Of course I am, expecting someone else?"
"She thought about it and realized that he was the most obvious choice. Always did well in class, especially in potions.
"I guess not," she sighed, her head pounding with a sudden new force. She sat across from him. He had definitely changed over the summer... his black hair, loose and glinting from the sun streaming through the window. He was wearing black pants and a t-shirt with a ratty pair of converse sneakers. He didn't look like a goody two-shoes anymore, that was for sure.
"What are you looking at, mudblood?" He snarled.
Well, at least his appearance had changed over the summer. He was still the same bratty Malfoy.
"Just checking you out. From the looks of things, you don't have to worry about it happening often." She was lying through her teeth. She would be checking him out as often as she could.
Malfoy had been slightly shocked at the subtle flirtiness of her first statement, but shook it off and replied, "Believe me, Granger, I don't need it from you, I'm sure to be getting checked out often enough without your help." Draco had noticed the difference in Hermione, not just the obvious physical changes, but in her attitude. He could no longer anger her with simple taunts. She didn't fly off the handle like usual, but threw something right back. And the way she was dressed... the leather pants hugging curves he didn't even know she possessed. He mentally smacked himself. Mudblood, he thought. Off-limits.
"And what are YOU looking at Ferret-boy?" Hermione asked the question with Draco's trademark snarl and smirk.
"Just checking you out," he smirked back. Turning away from her he resumed watching out his window. "We have to go give the prefects their duties you know."
"Do you have your information booklet?"
"Yes."
"Then let's get this over with."
They walked down the corridor until they reached the prefects compartment and greeted the eight students, a boy and a girl from each house. Hermione and Draco opened their booklets and began to give the students the rules and expectations of their new roles. This didn't take very long and before she knew it, Hermione was back sitting in the compartment with Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Prince.
Sitting here with him was making Hermione think. She needed to do something crazy. Something to solidify her new image. She was pureblood now. She was like Malfoy. What better way to get her lineage out in the open than to date the King of Slytherin himself? And he was pleasing to the eyes too... It wasn't that she liked him, she just had a feeling it would be daring and exciting. Not to mention she would piss off a number of Slytherin girls. She laughed wickedly to herself and vowed to be dating Draco Malfoy by the end of the week.
A/N: I know, short again, probably shorter. I apologize, but I wasn't sure how much more info to put in. Anyways, thanks for reading, if you could... y'know just hit the review button now.... =D Later days, Mandee