A/N: I am finally able to update my story!!! Sorry to keep everyone
waiting, but last week was sooo hectic. I had no free time whatsoever, and
my mom just got home from the hospital, but I finally found time to type.
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Chapter Three
Malfoy broke apart from Hermione and stared into her eyes.
"What was that for?" Hermione's breath came in short gasps as she stared into Malfoy's icy blue eyes.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me, but I will never let it happen again." Her body and his seemed to fit together perfectly, and he wished they could stay like that forever.
Hermione tilted her head up and saw a firey passion in Malfoy's eyes. She cautiously brought her hands up to his neck and gently touched her lips to his. He brought her in his arms closer, asking for permission for the kiss to become more passionate. She granted it, and his tongue gently caressed hers. He loved the way she just opened up to him, and he loved exploring the depths of her mouth, which strangely tasted like the strawberries. Slowly, he lowered her onto the couch and began rubbing his hands up and down her sides. He felt her body tense under his, but he didn't think about it. All he wanted was her. He wanted to be inside her, to feel their bodies melt together. As he slowly began to unbutton her blouse, the sound of a familiar voice made Hermione pull away from Malfoy.
"Hermione, Dumbledor wanted to see you and Mal..." Ron Weasley walked in to see Malfoy on top of Hermione with her blouse unbuttoned. "Hermione, what are you doing? What did he do to you? I swear, I will kill him!" The viens on his neck were buldging and his hands formed fists. Hermione dragged herself out from underneath Malfoy and held Ron back from beating the life out of Malfoy.
"Settle down Weasley, before you hurt someone, or I'll have to dock Gryffindor ten points and give you detention for your violent actions." Malfoy looked back at Hermione and smirked. "Hermione, that was really great. A little more practice and you'll be a pro." Malfoy went into his room and closed the door. He loved to make Weasley pissed, but after seeing the look of hurt in Hermione's eyes, he knew he shouldn't have said what he said, and he knew he had lost her trust.
"Granger," Ron's eyes were filled with pain. "Dumbledor wants to see you and Malfoy in his office." He turned to the door, and whispered "I can't believe what you've done."
"Ron, you don't understand!!!" but he was already out the door.
Hermione buttoned up her blouse and knocked on Draco's door. "Draco, Professor Dumbledor wants to see us in his office." She went into the bathroom and ran a brush through her hair. Deciding it was too fluffy, she put a straightening charm on it to make it smooth and shiny. She fixed what little makeup she was wearing on her face and went to her room to get her cloak.
The whole way to Dumbledor's office, Hermione had her hand clutched around her wand, afraid of danger lurking around every corner.
A/N: So there you have it. It was really short, but what I had in mind didn't fit into what I had already had typed, so I'll just save it for the next chapter. Please keep reading and please review. As I have already said, the more reviews I get, the faster I will update!!!
Chapter Three
Malfoy broke apart from Hermione and stared into her eyes.
"What was that for?" Hermione's breath came in short gasps as she stared into Malfoy's icy blue eyes.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me, but I will never let it happen again." Her body and his seemed to fit together perfectly, and he wished they could stay like that forever.
Hermione tilted her head up and saw a firey passion in Malfoy's eyes. She cautiously brought her hands up to his neck and gently touched her lips to his. He brought her in his arms closer, asking for permission for the kiss to become more passionate. She granted it, and his tongue gently caressed hers. He loved the way she just opened up to him, and he loved exploring the depths of her mouth, which strangely tasted like the strawberries. Slowly, he lowered her onto the couch and began rubbing his hands up and down her sides. He felt her body tense under his, but he didn't think about it. All he wanted was her. He wanted to be inside her, to feel their bodies melt together. As he slowly began to unbutton her blouse, the sound of a familiar voice made Hermione pull away from Malfoy.
"Hermione, Dumbledor wanted to see you and Mal..." Ron Weasley walked in to see Malfoy on top of Hermione with her blouse unbuttoned. "Hermione, what are you doing? What did he do to you? I swear, I will kill him!" The viens on his neck were buldging and his hands formed fists. Hermione dragged herself out from underneath Malfoy and held Ron back from beating the life out of Malfoy.
"Settle down Weasley, before you hurt someone, or I'll have to dock Gryffindor ten points and give you detention for your violent actions." Malfoy looked back at Hermione and smirked. "Hermione, that was really great. A little more practice and you'll be a pro." Malfoy went into his room and closed the door. He loved to make Weasley pissed, but after seeing the look of hurt in Hermione's eyes, he knew he shouldn't have said what he said, and he knew he had lost her trust.
"Granger," Ron's eyes were filled with pain. "Dumbledor wants to see you and Malfoy in his office." He turned to the door, and whispered "I can't believe what you've done."
"Ron, you don't understand!!!" but he was already out the door.
Hermione buttoned up her blouse and knocked on Draco's door. "Draco, Professor Dumbledor wants to see us in his office." She went into the bathroom and ran a brush through her hair. Deciding it was too fluffy, she put a straightening charm on it to make it smooth and shiny. She fixed what little makeup she was wearing on her face and went to her room to get her cloak.
The whole way to Dumbledor's office, Hermione had her hand clutched around her wand, afraid of danger lurking around every corner.
A/N: So there you have it. It was really short, but what I had in mind didn't fit into what I had already had typed, so I'll just save it for the next chapter. Please keep reading and please review. As I have already said, the more reviews I get, the faster I will update!!!