A/N: Hello to all!!! This week has been so frustrating!!! This is my third
time typing this chapter, and the other times I had typed it, it got
deleted. Uggggg. Anyway, I would just like to say that for all the people
that any stories and don't review, it's like cheating the writer, and I for
one would really like to know what you think of this story, whether it is
good or bad. I am looking for ways to improve my story, and reviews help
out a lot. If you all could review, that would be a big help. Thank you!!!
Reviewers: I wanted to thank LiBlackDragon and ghypscee for reviewing. I'm glad you guys like the story. Please, for all those who have reviewed, keep sending them. If you have any ideas on what you want to type, please send your ideas in. I'd really like to hear from you! You can always email me!
Disclaimer: I own no one but Malfoy. He's all mine (sighs when realizing that it was just a dream that he belonged to me).
Reviews: Pretty please with whipped cream and chocolate galleons on top? Reviews give the writer of a story a chance to make any aspect of a story better, and I'm sure my writing can be better. If you have any comments or ideas about the story, please share!! Even if they are bad, I'd like to hear from you.
Chapter 4
Knock, knock, knock.
"Come in..."
Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy walked into the messy office belonging to Albus Dumbledor. "You wanted to see us?" Hermione asked. Her voice slightly quivered, and she quickly cleared her throat.
"Yes, Miss Granger. I just forgot to give you your head schedules for this month." He said, handing each of them a piece of parchment. He took a breath and continued. "There will also be a meeting tomorrow night concerning the annual Halloween Ball. You are required to go, as you will be in charge of the committee. The prefects will be required to attend all meetings, also. I will send them owls at once, so you don't need to worry about it. I will announce tomorrow morning that ideas for the ball may be submitted in a box in the front of the Great Hall until tomorrow evening. Before the meeting, one of you should get the box and discuss what you might want your theme to be. I think that is all you two need to know right now. If there is anything I have forgotten, I will send you an owl. You might as well roam the halls now. Good night." He ushered the silent pair out of his office.
Hermione turned on her heel and began walking to the library, but before she could get far, a hand grasped her shoulder, and she stopped. She turned around to look into the icy-blue eyes of Draco.(A/N: Sighs while looking at a picture of him, 'cause he is so damn fine!!!)
"Hermione, I'm sorry for what I said earlier, but I didn't want Weasley to think I had gone soft." His eyes truly showed how sad he was for what he said, but Hermione wouldn't let him get away that easily with what he said.
"So you think you can just talk shit about me in front of my friends and then apologizing to me will get you back on my good list? I'm not just some toy you can wrap around your finger and play with whenever, Malfoy." At this point, she had tears forming in her eyes, but she didn't care. She would get back at him, play hard to get. She would make him jealous of her. "You'll need to do a lot more than apologize to me to get my trust back." She turned and ran down the hall, not caring if anyone saw her in this state, to the library. All she wanted was to be alone, to think about what was going on and what she was going to do about her current situation. A baffled Draco was left behind to ponder his situation, and also to contemplate his next move.
Hermione slowed her pace to a walk as she entered the library. She wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her robe and continued to walk through the book- filled isles, looking out for couples having make-out sessions.
"Why does he always make me feel this way? Why do his kisses make my feelings for him grow even more? I wish I could ignore it." Hermione was talking to herself and didn't hear anyone sneak up on her. A strong hand grabbed her shoulder and pushed her up against a wall.
"So, you've found someone all ready, have you?" An angry Harry stood in front of her. His hands were cutting into her arms as he pinned her up against a wall. "You haven't forgotten my promise to you, have you?"
"Harry, I have no idea what you are talking about." She lied, knowing Harry didn't buy it.
"Hermione, Ron told me about you and Malfoy having snogg-fest, how he was on top of you unbuttoning your blouse. I'm not that stupid." Harry's anger was growing.
"Really, I didn't know that. You fooled me, 'cause I thought you..." That comment earned Hermione a kick in the stomach, and she moaned in pain, but not for long. She retaliated and kicked his man-hood with all the strength she could muster.
"Damn you, Granger!!!" he screamed. Taking a deep breath, he shouted, "Crucio!!!" Aiming the Cruciatus Curse on Hermione and she started writhing on the floor, screaming from all the pain. "Silecnio!" Her screams ceased, but her agony continued. Harry took both spells off her and watched her body twitch in pain. "What have I done?" he thought. He picked her up in his arms and set her in one of the chairs.
"What next?" Harry said out loud. He looked her body up and down, and his gaze landed on her lips, which he wanted to claim as his own. He leaned into her and pressed his lips to hers. Hermione's head started spinning out of control, and she knew she needed to stop Harry before he hurt her in any way. Just then, his tongue slid into her mouth and started caressing her own. It worked its way further back into her mouth and tasted the depths of her throat, and Hermione moaned for him to stop, which Harry took as her wanting more. Finally having enough, she kicked his man-hood again, and breaking away, he slapped her across the face and kicked her in the stomach again. Hermione felt a sharp pain in her chest, and her face took on a look of agony. Harry grabbed her arms again, his palms digging into her; but before he could do anything to her, he heard footsteps coming down the hall. He put his hand over Hermione's mouth and, throwing the invisibility cloak over them, grew silent.
"A disturbed Mr. Malfoy came to me and told me a certain Miss Granger has been missing for about an hour. You haven't seen her, have you, Minerva?"
"No, Severus, I haven't. I hope nothing bad has happened to her." The teachers continued down the hall, footsteps and voices growing faint, and the invisibility cloak got taken off only when the area was silent.
"I will let you go this time, but if I find you have been doing anything with anyone, I will personally make sure you stay single for the rest of your life, unless you decide to be with me." He took one last look at Hermione, threw the invisibility cloak over himself, and disappeared into the shadows of the castle.
Hermione slowly brought herself up off the chair and began to walk back to her room, moaning in pain the whole way. "Could Malfoy, the hottest guy in Slytherin, really care about me that much to inform a teacher that I was missing?" That was all she could think about. Maybe he did care about her like he said he did.
A distressed Malfoy was pacing in front of the fire. "Where is she? She should have been back by now. If anything has happened to her, I..." He never finished the sentence. He just plopped onto the couch and stared into the fire. A couple minutes later, the door to the common room slid open and in walked an injured Hermione.
"What happened to you? Are you okay?" He walked over to help her sit, but she just brushed his arm away.
"Settle down, Malfoy. Don't fall over yourself. I'm a big girl. I can do things on my own." She tried to stand up straight to look him in the eyes, but pain overtook her and she hunched over and moaned in pain. She walked to her room as carefully as she could, and before shutting the door, she looked at him, bit her lower lip, and said "Good night." Giving him a sweet smile, she shut her door.
Malfoy walked back over to the couch and sunk into the cushions. Why did her smile make him melt that way? He sat that way for a couple hours, wondering what had happened to her, before going to his room and falling to sleep.
A/N: It's done!!! What do you think of it? Did it suck? Did it rock? What did you like and what do you want to happen? Please review!!!
Reviewers: I wanted to thank LiBlackDragon and ghypscee for reviewing. I'm glad you guys like the story. Please, for all those who have reviewed, keep sending them. If you have any ideas on what you want to type, please send your ideas in. I'd really like to hear from you! You can always email me!
Disclaimer: I own no one but Malfoy. He's all mine (sighs when realizing that it was just a dream that he belonged to me).
Reviews: Pretty please with whipped cream and chocolate galleons on top? Reviews give the writer of a story a chance to make any aspect of a story better, and I'm sure my writing can be better. If you have any comments or ideas about the story, please share!! Even if they are bad, I'd like to hear from you.
Chapter 4
Knock, knock, knock.
"Come in..."
Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy walked into the messy office belonging to Albus Dumbledor. "You wanted to see us?" Hermione asked. Her voice slightly quivered, and she quickly cleared her throat.
"Yes, Miss Granger. I just forgot to give you your head schedules for this month." He said, handing each of them a piece of parchment. He took a breath and continued. "There will also be a meeting tomorrow night concerning the annual Halloween Ball. You are required to go, as you will be in charge of the committee. The prefects will be required to attend all meetings, also. I will send them owls at once, so you don't need to worry about it. I will announce tomorrow morning that ideas for the ball may be submitted in a box in the front of the Great Hall until tomorrow evening. Before the meeting, one of you should get the box and discuss what you might want your theme to be. I think that is all you two need to know right now. If there is anything I have forgotten, I will send you an owl. You might as well roam the halls now. Good night." He ushered the silent pair out of his office.
Hermione turned on her heel and began walking to the library, but before she could get far, a hand grasped her shoulder, and she stopped. She turned around to look into the icy-blue eyes of Draco.(A/N: Sighs while looking at a picture of him, 'cause he is so damn fine!!!)
"Hermione, I'm sorry for what I said earlier, but I didn't want Weasley to think I had gone soft." His eyes truly showed how sad he was for what he said, but Hermione wouldn't let him get away that easily with what he said.
"So you think you can just talk shit about me in front of my friends and then apologizing to me will get you back on my good list? I'm not just some toy you can wrap around your finger and play with whenever, Malfoy." At this point, she had tears forming in her eyes, but she didn't care. She would get back at him, play hard to get. She would make him jealous of her. "You'll need to do a lot more than apologize to me to get my trust back." She turned and ran down the hall, not caring if anyone saw her in this state, to the library. All she wanted was to be alone, to think about what was going on and what she was going to do about her current situation. A baffled Draco was left behind to ponder his situation, and also to contemplate his next move.
Hermione slowed her pace to a walk as she entered the library. She wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her robe and continued to walk through the book- filled isles, looking out for couples having make-out sessions.
"Why does he always make me feel this way? Why do his kisses make my feelings for him grow even more? I wish I could ignore it." Hermione was talking to herself and didn't hear anyone sneak up on her. A strong hand grabbed her shoulder and pushed her up against a wall.
"So, you've found someone all ready, have you?" An angry Harry stood in front of her. His hands were cutting into her arms as he pinned her up against a wall. "You haven't forgotten my promise to you, have you?"
"Harry, I have no idea what you are talking about." She lied, knowing Harry didn't buy it.
"Hermione, Ron told me about you and Malfoy having snogg-fest, how he was on top of you unbuttoning your blouse. I'm not that stupid." Harry's anger was growing.
"Really, I didn't know that. You fooled me, 'cause I thought you..." That comment earned Hermione a kick in the stomach, and she moaned in pain, but not for long. She retaliated and kicked his man-hood with all the strength she could muster.
"Damn you, Granger!!!" he screamed. Taking a deep breath, he shouted, "Crucio!!!" Aiming the Cruciatus Curse on Hermione and she started writhing on the floor, screaming from all the pain. "Silecnio!" Her screams ceased, but her agony continued. Harry took both spells off her and watched her body twitch in pain. "What have I done?" he thought. He picked her up in his arms and set her in one of the chairs.
"What next?" Harry said out loud. He looked her body up and down, and his gaze landed on her lips, which he wanted to claim as his own. He leaned into her and pressed his lips to hers. Hermione's head started spinning out of control, and she knew she needed to stop Harry before he hurt her in any way. Just then, his tongue slid into her mouth and started caressing her own. It worked its way further back into her mouth and tasted the depths of her throat, and Hermione moaned for him to stop, which Harry took as her wanting more. Finally having enough, she kicked his man-hood again, and breaking away, he slapped her across the face and kicked her in the stomach again. Hermione felt a sharp pain in her chest, and her face took on a look of agony. Harry grabbed her arms again, his palms digging into her; but before he could do anything to her, he heard footsteps coming down the hall. He put his hand over Hermione's mouth and, throwing the invisibility cloak over them, grew silent.
"A disturbed Mr. Malfoy came to me and told me a certain Miss Granger has been missing for about an hour. You haven't seen her, have you, Minerva?"
"No, Severus, I haven't. I hope nothing bad has happened to her." The teachers continued down the hall, footsteps and voices growing faint, and the invisibility cloak got taken off only when the area was silent.
"I will let you go this time, but if I find you have been doing anything with anyone, I will personally make sure you stay single for the rest of your life, unless you decide to be with me." He took one last look at Hermione, threw the invisibility cloak over himself, and disappeared into the shadows of the castle.
Hermione slowly brought herself up off the chair and began to walk back to her room, moaning in pain the whole way. "Could Malfoy, the hottest guy in Slytherin, really care about me that much to inform a teacher that I was missing?" That was all she could think about. Maybe he did care about her like he said he did.
A distressed Malfoy was pacing in front of the fire. "Where is she? She should have been back by now. If anything has happened to her, I..." He never finished the sentence. He just plopped onto the couch and stared into the fire. A couple minutes later, the door to the common room slid open and in walked an injured Hermione.
"What happened to you? Are you okay?" He walked over to help her sit, but she just brushed his arm away.
"Settle down, Malfoy. Don't fall over yourself. I'm a big girl. I can do things on my own." She tried to stand up straight to look him in the eyes, but pain overtook her and she hunched over and moaned in pain. She walked to her room as carefully as she could, and before shutting the door, she looked at him, bit her lower lip, and said "Good night." Giving him a sweet smile, she shut her door.
Malfoy walked back over to the couch and sunk into the cushions. Why did her smile make him melt that way? He sat that way for a couple hours, wondering what had happened to her, before going to his room and falling to sleep.
A/N: It's done!!! What do you think of it? Did it suck? Did it rock? What did you like and what do you want to happen? Please review!!!