Chapter Two
Hermione walked in after dinner still laughing about her prank.
"Good evening, Granger." Draco said, as she walked past she looked at him, then sat next to him on the couch.
"Draco, you know it was all in good fun right? You're not gonna be a spoiled sport about it are ya?"
"Nah."
"GOODY!" she couldn't help it, she hugged him. Draco's strong arms went around her. As she turned to leave, his arms encircled her waist.
"But I'm gonna make you suffer." Her eyes went wide.
"How?" For her answer, his lips started at her jaw and made their way down her neck slowly, to her it was painfully slow. Draco enjoyed teasing her. She needed to find his weakness. Experiment with him a little, but to do that, she'd have to have snogging sessions with him, and there was no way in hell Hermione Elisabeth Granger was going to do that, right? She trembled under his kisses. He easily scooped her up in his arms, and carried her to his room, laying her on his bed.
"I'm really going to make you regret that move, Miss Granger." She would never admit it, but she trully loved how he kissed. He kissed her mouth softly. In one swift move, she was on top. Her finger nails lazily traced his muscle lines, his eyes were tightly closed as he shivered lightly under her touch. She smiled kissed his forehead. Soon enough he was ontop, stripped down to his boxers. Hermione still had on her skirt, and what lay beneath, but up top there was nothing and she knew he wanted her. Truth be told, she wanted him, but she was a virgin and wasn't willing to give that up. They continued to kiss and touch. That night they lay in his bed and learned about each other's body, likes, dislikes, memorizing body lines, where they like to be kissed, turn ons turn offs. Hermione felt like she was in heaven being in the hands of an expert.
Hermione awoke to a strange room. She started to panic, wondering where she was. She felt an odd weight on her hip and looked down. A pale, but masculan arm was laid across her. Memories of the night flooded back to her like an explosion. She felt so safe in his arms.
"Morning, Sunshine." He mumbled. She smiled at him and sat up, kissing the tip of his nose. He smiled and hugged her to him.
"So, did you regret showing the school my picture?" She shook her head no and giggled at his facial expression."Why not?" She looked at him.
"Because it was all worth it." She simply stood and left his room, leaving him to smile at her retreating form.
Together, they ran down the halls, late for Transfigeration. Hermione's robes were flying behind her as she hadn't buttoned them up yet. They stepped into the class right as the bell rang.
"Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy, so good of you to join us. Two seconds later and I'm afraid I'd've had to take points off. Take your seats. Seeing as you two were last, and didn't get to choose your partner, you two will be partners."
With a flick of her wrist, McGonagall had instructions written on the board. Hermione seated herself next to Draco, and started transforming things.
Soon the day was over and Hermione was free to do whatever. Having already finished EVERY assignment due for the next month, she decided to go to the library and read. She dashed up to her room to change out of her uniform. She put on a black pleated mini skirt, and a black tank top. Her hair charmed to fall straight down.She was wearing platform knee-high boots to complete the look. She got to the library and started reading, ignoring a comple of gossiping Slytherins, Pansy being their ring leader. 'Oh, how I hate that stupid Pansy. She looks like a pig that got hit in the face with a baseball bat.' Little did Hermione know, Pansy had started for her direction. Hermione pretended not to see her, but grabbed a few of (meaning 8 or 9 in her arms and 20 more in her bag) the books she was reading and looked at her watch(as part of the act), then hurried out the library, successfully avoiding a run-in with Pansy Pig-faced Parkinson. Little did she know, Pansy had followed Hermione to the Head Dorms. She said the password(sugar canes) quickly then rushed in, Pansy saying the same words Hermione did, following Hermione.
"Nice room, Mudblood. It doesn't suit you though. It's better fit for me." Pansy said rudely flopping down on Hermione's bed. Hermione screamed loudly and Pansy hit her in the face. But, the assault didn't stop there, Pansy didn't let up until Hermione was puking up blood all over the floor. Pansy reached down and touched some of the blood.
"Stay away from Drakie, here me? I can do a lot worse! And your blood really is dirty, it's all over your floor." Pansy walked out of Hermione's room, leaving her to bleed. Hermione was too weak to get up, hoping Draco would come in to say goodnight and find her. She curled into a little ball and fell asleep in her blood.
Draco(this is where he was while Hermione was being pummeled by Pansy)
He leaned back in the steamy hot bath, and heard the portrait slam shut.'Hermione must be going to the library.' Draco got out of the bath and dressed into jeans and a black baggy shirt. He went out the portrait in means of going to the library to walk Hermione back to the Head Dorms.
"Hey, Draco!" the two idiots ran up to Draco, almost tripping on their own two feet.
"What?" Draco was very annoyed. They always came at the wrong time.
"We gotta show you something."
"Sorry, but, I'm inclined to aquiest to your request." The two neanderthals simply looked at each ON DRACO IT'S SO COOL!" So Draco simply let them drag him in the opposite way of the library. When he finally saw what it was they wanted to show him, he hit them on the heads.
"YOU IDIOTS! I WAS GOING SOMEWHERE AND YOU DRAG ME AWAY TO SHOW ME A SCARECROW?!?!?! WHAT THE HELL?!?! DON'T DO THAT AGAIN!!!"
"But....Draco it's a COOL scarecrow...look...it doesn't move! How can it scare crows?" Draco stayed silent pretending to think, then moved behind the thing, completely hidden. Crabbe and Goyle looked around.
"Draco, where'd ya go?????" Suddenly the Scarecrow jumped off it's stick holder thingy and raised it's fists at the idiots.
"BOO!" the "scarecrow" yelled. Crabbe and Goyle took off runnning, screaming something that sounded an aweful lot like "Killer Scarecrow." Draco threw the thing down and walked back to the castle laughing to himself. He walked up to the castle and then towards the library. When he got there, a group of Slytherin girls were sitting there swooning over Draco.
"Have you seen Hermione Granger? I have head business with her." The girls looked at each other then to Draco.
"Yea, she rushed outta here like 5 minutes ago, Pansy was secretly following her." Draco tore out of the library and to his dorm. He lightly tapped on Hermione's door. He shrugged it off, she was either still gone somewhere or sleeping. He put his hand on the rail and started down the stairs to the common room, but he stopped abruptly. He looked at the sticky red goo on his fingers, then smelled it. 'BLOOD! OH NO! HERMIONE!' Draco rushed into her room to find her curled into a little ball laying in her own blood. Draco tried to ignore the fact he could see perfectly up her mini skirt. He shook the thought out of his head, no time for that. He picked her up bridal style and carried her carefully down the halls to the hospital wing, cradling her in his arms. 'Please let no one see us. Please.' He successfully got her to the hospital wing unnoticed.
Hermione walked in after dinner still laughing about her prank.
"Good evening, Granger." Draco said, as she walked past she looked at him, then sat next to him on the couch.
"Draco, you know it was all in good fun right? You're not gonna be a spoiled sport about it are ya?"
"Nah."
"GOODY!" she couldn't help it, she hugged him. Draco's strong arms went around her. As she turned to leave, his arms encircled her waist.
"But I'm gonna make you suffer." Her eyes went wide.
"How?" For her answer, his lips started at her jaw and made their way down her neck slowly, to her it was painfully slow. Draco enjoyed teasing her. She needed to find his weakness. Experiment with him a little, but to do that, she'd have to have snogging sessions with him, and there was no way in hell Hermione Elisabeth Granger was going to do that, right? She trembled under his kisses. He easily scooped her up in his arms, and carried her to his room, laying her on his bed.
"I'm really going to make you regret that move, Miss Granger." She would never admit it, but she trully loved how he kissed. He kissed her mouth softly. In one swift move, she was on top. Her finger nails lazily traced his muscle lines, his eyes were tightly closed as he shivered lightly under her touch. She smiled kissed his forehead. Soon enough he was ontop, stripped down to his boxers. Hermione still had on her skirt, and what lay beneath, but up top there was nothing and she knew he wanted her. Truth be told, she wanted him, but she was a virgin and wasn't willing to give that up. They continued to kiss and touch. That night they lay in his bed and learned about each other's body, likes, dislikes, memorizing body lines, where they like to be kissed, turn ons turn offs. Hermione felt like she was in heaven being in the hands of an expert.
Hermione awoke to a strange room. She started to panic, wondering where she was. She felt an odd weight on her hip and looked down. A pale, but masculan arm was laid across her. Memories of the night flooded back to her like an explosion. She felt so safe in his arms.
"Morning, Sunshine." He mumbled. She smiled at him and sat up, kissing the tip of his nose. He smiled and hugged her to him.
"So, did you regret showing the school my picture?" She shook her head no and giggled at his facial expression."Why not?" She looked at him.
"Because it was all worth it." She simply stood and left his room, leaving him to smile at her retreating form.
Together, they ran down the halls, late for Transfigeration. Hermione's robes were flying behind her as she hadn't buttoned them up yet. They stepped into the class right as the bell rang.
"Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy, so good of you to join us. Two seconds later and I'm afraid I'd've had to take points off. Take your seats. Seeing as you two were last, and didn't get to choose your partner, you two will be partners."
With a flick of her wrist, McGonagall had instructions written on the board. Hermione seated herself next to Draco, and started transforming things.
Soon the day was over and Hermione was free to do whatever. Having already finished EVERY assignment due for the next month, she decided to go to the library and read. She dashed up to her room to change out of her uniform. She put on a black pleated mini skirt, and a black tank top. Her hair charmed to fall straight down.She was wearing platform knee-high boots to complete the look. She got to the library and started reading, ignoring a comple of gossiping Slytherins, Pansy being their ring leader. 'Oh, how I hate that stupid Pansy. She looks like a pig that got hit in the face with a baseball bat.' Little did Hermione know, Pansy had started for her direction. Hermione pretended not to see her, but grabbed a few of (meaning 8 or 9 in her arms and 20 more in her bag) the books she was reading and looked at her watch(as part of the act), then hurried out the library, successfully avoiding a run-in with Pansy Pig-faced Parkinson. Little did she know, Pansy had followed Hermione to the Head Dorms. She said the password(sugar canes) quickly then rushed in, Pansy saying the same words Hermione did, following Hermione.
"Nice room, Mudblood. It doesn't suit you though. It's better fit for me." Pansy said rudely flopping down on Hermione's bed. Hermione screamed loudly and Pansy hit her in the face. But, the assault didn't stop there, Pansy didn't let up until Hermione was puking up blood all over the floor. Pansy reached down and touched some of the blood.
"Stay away from Drakie, here me? I can do a lot worse! And your blood really is dirty, it's all over your floor." Pansy walked out of Hermione's room, leaving her to bleed. Hermione was too weak to get up, hoping Draco would come in to say goodnight and find her. She curled into a little ball and fell asleep in her blood.
Draco(this is where he was while Hermione was being pummeled by Pansy)
He leaned back in the steamy hot bath, and heard the portrait slam shut.'Hermione must be going to the library.' Draco got out of the bath and dressed into jeans and a black baggy shirt. He went out the portrait in means of going to the library to walk Hermione back to the Head Dorms.
"Hey, Draco!" the two idiots ran up to Draco, almost tripping on their own two feet.
"What?" Draco was very annoyed. They always came at the wrong time.
"We gotta show you something."
"Sorry, but, I'm inclined to aquiest to your request." The two neanderthals simply looked at each ON DRACO IT'S SO COOL!" So Draco simply let them drag him in the opposite way of the library. When he finally saw what it was they wanted to show him, he hit them on the heads.
"YOU IDIOTS! I WAS GOING SOMEWHERE AND YOU DRAG ME AWAY TO SHOW ME A SCARECROW?!?!?! WHAT THE HELL?!?! DON'T DO THAT AGAIN!!!"
"But....Draco it's a COOL scarecrow...look...it doesn't move! How can it scare crows?" Draco stayed silent pretending to think, then moved behind the thing, completely hidden. Crabbe and Goyle looked around.
"Draco, where'd ya go?????" Suddenly the Scarecrow jumped off it's stick holder thingy and raised it's fists at the idiots.
"BOO!" the "scarecrow" yelled. Crabbe and Goyle took off runnning, screaming something that sounded an aweful lot like "Killer Scarecrow." Draco threw the thing down and walked back to the castle laughing to himself. He walked up to the castle and then towards the library. When he got there, a group of Slytherin girls were sitting there swooning over Draco.
"Have you seen Hermione Granger? I have head business with her." The girls looked at each other then to Draco.
"Yea, she rushed outta here like 5 minutes ago, Pansy was secretly following her." Draco tore out of the library and to his dorm. He lightly tapped on Hermione's door. He shrugged it off, she was either still gone somewhere or sleeping. He put his hand on the rail and started down the stairs to the common room, but he stopped abruptly. He looked at the sticky red goo on his fingers, then smelled it. 'BLOOD! OH NO! HERMIONE!' Draco rushed into her room to find her curled into a little ball laying in her own blood. Draco tried to ignore the fact he could see perfectly up her mini skirt. He shook the thought out of his head, no time for that. He picked her up bridal style and carried her carefully down the halls to the hospital wing, cradling her in his arms. 'Please let no one see us. Please.' He successfully got her to the hospital wing unnoticed.