*disclaimer* I don't own Harry Potter, though I think I should...
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*crappery* Holy shit is all I can say...Thirty reviews...*snuggles everyone* I love you all so much! We not only hit ninety, but one
hundred too! That makes me so happy!! Thank you ruby+sapphire for being reviewer ninety and britton for being reviewer one
hundred! Next up is 120! We can do it!!
zenni: thank you and I hope to update soon. Urg, the Chrimbi 'episode' as I am now going to refer to my postings, is going to take so long...its going to be so long I might have to make it into several chapters...
gothic twif: You do, do you? Hehe...probably told you during class...Shush! Don't ruin it for everyone else! I know you don't like blood everywhere, but you don't like Vampires/Vampyres like I do...
britton: *giggles* an invitation to your funeral? I feel so touched LB! Weeeell...the wait is over! Kinda... Thanks for being reviewer one hundred! I lurve you!
gothic twiff..err..again: I dun really want the rest of your review...Especially if you keep flying away on your dragon...
MetalicHiss: Thank you so much! I'll try and post faster!
YamiClara: I will and thank you!
SweetCheeksDracoLuver: Thank you so much for all of your reviews! Yeah, sorry about the creepy level of the story...It's only gonna get higher...
B-RAZZ: No, I don't think anyone will be able to see Snape differently now...Except for me...I still think he's hot...*grins*
JAML: Aww...I'm sorry to put you through hell...though I'm sure this won't be the last time.
Alcapacien: Snape, you say? Perhaps...Perhaps...Maybe he will, ya never know. Yeah, Harry's probably gonna get killed off by some random 'pyre or something...
Crimson Colored Cloaked Figure: *cackles* Yes, I know I'm evil...Oh, don't hurt yourself...
Gwenivive: Cliffies are so much fun...People review and are angry...Angry reviewers are scary...They threaten me with pointy sticks...
ruby+sapphire: Thank you so much! I fully plan on finishing this story, it's loads of fun to write!
Phoenix-Tail-Feathers: Thank you! Who knows...Maybe it is Snape, maybe it's Draco or Ron...*shrugs* No one knows...Well, except for me...
julia: Mehbe...Yeah this is a Hermione/Draco fic...That romance is kindled in the end of the chapter! Weee!!
Crazedgurl1291: Yeah, poor Mynee...She gets back at the world though...
Jessi: Thank you so much!
kittoxkigga: It might be Harry...You'll have to read to find out...
AmericanDemon: But that's the fun of it my dear Zanza Lady of the Underworld...You don't know! Of course I had to mention Snape again, he's the gross teacher everyone has...You all know who I'm talking about...*pets* She's not a prep, Goddess forbid, she was just acting...I hope...*shudders* I don't want to even think about a clown Snape right now...that's all my fragile mind needs for a nervy spaz.
Fetesha: Thank you! I love Foamy too!
Crazedgurl1291: Harry is a bastard. I just needed to get that out there.
Wow...That's a lot of reviews...Thank you so much! Lets get to 120!!
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To Be Required, Chapter Thirteen
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She slowly lifted her head and let out a horrified gasp. "Parkinson?" (AN: Bet ya didn't see that coming!!!) Pansy Parkinson
smirked at Mynee and dug her luridly pink nails into her pallid flesh. "That's right mudblood, so glad you can identify faces. We
need to have a little chat."
Mynee raised one of her eyebrows slowly. "A chat? In the Room of Requirement where there are numerous torture devices?"
The pug faced girl shrugged and gave her a shove in the direction of two chairs, one plush the other plain wood, which had just
appeared. "Just in case you don't comply with my requests."
Mynee scowled darkly as she sat down on the hard wooden chair, Pansy plopping her considerable bulk into the yielding
softness of the plush armchair. She crossed her arms beneath her chest and watched the tubby girl settle herself properly.
"What the hell do you want to talk about Parkinson? I have to do my rounds in exactly," she looked at her watch, "thirty minutes.
This better not take long."
Parkinson leaned back in her chair, her cockroach brown eyes filled with fiery hatred. "Listen up you worthless mudblood! You
have my Draggie all wrapped up in silly day dreams all the time! He has no time for me anymore and it's all your fault! Take your
bloody spell off of my boyfriend!"
Mynee looked at her for a moment then burst into raucous peals of laughter. Her joyous noises echoed around the stone room as
she clutched her stomach, tears forming in the corner of her eyes.
"Y-You th-think I put a spell on Draco Malfoy? Supreme git of the universe? The ferret who has made my Hogwarts years horrid?
You think I put a spell on him?"
Parkinson scowled angrily at her. One of her long nailed hands out letting it connect hard against her cheek.
"Shut up you stupid little mudblood!"
Mynee's eyebrows shot together as a steak of pain went up the side of her face. How dare the little pug faced Slytherin hit her?
She clenched her hands into fists and stood up from her chair.
"Listen up Parkinson. You required it that I had to be here, had you not done so, I would be as far away from you and your
'Draggie' as humanly possible in this castle. It's not my fucking fault you fucking, pug faced bitch!"
She was coming close to a hysterical scream towards the end of her short tirade, her pale face flushing ever so slightly with the
mortal blood pounding in her veins. Parkinson looked at her for a moment and then it was her own turn to burst into painfully high
pitched titters of laughter.
"You think you can insult me? I'm a pureblood! You're just a mudblood!"
Mynee's barely colored face hid the tide of pure hatred welling up inside of her like a river spewing out of a broken dam. She
drew her arm back and crunched her knuckles of her fist right into the other girl's nose. There was the sickening crack as her nose
broke and she crumpled in her chair. Pansy let out a shriek as pain flooded her senses and quickly jumped up so she could
attack her attacker.
"You bitch!"
Mynee smirked at her and kicked her chair out of the way so she would have room to dodge backward if she had the need. She
clenched her fists as she looked at Pansy, an amused expression on her face.
"Now am I...I always thought I was more of a bastard, but whatever tickles your fancy."
The girl let out an angry hiss and lunged at Mynee, her hands outstretched to claw her hair. She snorted softly and stepped to the
side, bringing a hand up and grabbed her by the tender hair at the base of her neck. She jerked her back, several locks tearing
from the other's flesh. Mynee dropped Pansy onto the ground and promptly kicked her hard in her pudgy belly. The fallen girl let
out a cry of pain and grabbed her by the legs and pulled her down. The two girls exchanged several punches, Mynee getting a
bloodied lip and a black eye and Pansy getting her nose horrifically broken, when Mynee decided it would probably be for the
best if the cat fight came to an end before Pansy got killed...Though she would not mind doing that, she would over feed and
would be endangering her self. She silently willed the nearest teacher, preferably Dumbledore, to suddenly appear. To her
greatest horror, Snape suddenly appeared in to room (AN: Dun dun dun...). Mynee was beneath Pansy, getting her face 'beaten' in
by the pug faced girl. The professor looked at the brawling girls then separated them with a careless flick of his wand.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Mynee cursed fervently under her breath and pushed herself up into a slightly shaking sitting position. Pansy on the other hand
was already on her feet and screeching her side of the conflict to Snape.
"...and she required me here and I just all of a sudden disappeared from in front of my homework. She attacked me the moment I
got here..."
Mynee shook her head slowly and cradled it in her hands. This was not going to turn out well for her, even if she threatened the
other two with death, she would still end up with at least one detention while Pansy did not even get told off. The Slytherin girl
prattled on for several more moments until the bat like professor silenced her with a withering glare.
"Is this what happed Ms. Granger?"
Mynee's head whipped up from the floor as she stared at him, surprised by his very unSnape-like behaviour.
"Er...Well, not exactly Professor...I was doing my rounds and Parkinson required me here. She started the fight with a slap and I
was simply defended myself."
"I see..." He said slowly and looked at Parkinson for a moment. "Well Ms. Parkinson, I deem a detention is in order, report to my
office at seven."
The doglike girl looked at him with complete disbelief on her face until he sighed darkly. "Do you need another detention?"
She shook her head quickly and ran out of the Room of Requirement He watched her go out, and then turned his eyes on the
kneeling girl a few feet before him. He took several steps to her, until he was within a foot or so of her personage.
"Now Ms. Granger..." He said silkily.
Mynee was up on her feet and heading towards the door as fast as she could. She did not want to be alone in a room with her
pervy Potions professor for any longer then necessary. "I'm leaving Professor, I'm leaving!"
"Who said you were supposed to leave?"
She froze at his words, a sickened shiver running through her body. She took a tentative step towards the door, keeping her head
bowed. "I have to study for a Transfiguration test and complete the essay you assigned in class today Professor...I can not stay."
She did not see the nasty smirk that crossed his face.
"Then I suppose the Headmaster will learn of you hexing myself..."
Mynee closed her eyes for a moment, her fingertips nervously creasing part of her robe. She knew she might be expelled for
hexing a teacher, but would not he be sacked if Dumbledore found out that he had been making advances upon her? And was
marking Snape so he could be punished later really a hex? It had been kind of like a gesture of protection...
"I don't see how that could have happened Professor when I never hexed anybody."
He laughed coldly and was about to say something else when she took another step toward the door. "Ms. Granger don't walk
away from me..."
She closed her eyes for a brief moment, fighting the shudder that was running through her. She really and truly hated Snape. He
was a manipulative bastard who for some sick reason was attracted to her. Her hands clenched tightly, her fingernail biting into
her flesh, several droplets of thick black blood rolling down her palms, a sign. She lifted her head slowly, a fawning smile on her
lips like she was born with on. She took a few slow steps toward her teacher, her hips swaying.
"I'm sorry for walking away from you Professor...Can you ever forgive me?"
He looked surprise by her sudden change of attitude, but being a male he pushed the thought away and decided that she had
finally come to her senses and bowed to down to his maleness. Mynee caught on to all of this, his emotions easy to read as an
open book. She smiled sweetly up to him and closed the distance between then so there was a scant foot separating her chest
from his. She reached a hand up to gently trace the outline of his jaw, inwardly shuddering. He wrapped his arms around her
waist and pulled her against him. Before she could say a thing, his mouth was down on hers. The kiss was at first nothing more
then he ravaging her lips, until his thin tongue barged into her mouth, her tongue, which she had been using as a blockade to
keep him out of her mouth, started battling with his, trying to force him out. An angry noise came from her, but sadly he took it as
a joyful moan and his fighting tongue became more frenzied. That was it. Mynee move her tongue out of the way and promptly bit
down hard on his. Warm, coppery fluid spurted into her mouth and she swallowed it. Snape let out a yell of pain and pushed her
away, blood trickling out of his mouth and down his chin. She knew her lips were shining with the crimson liquid and she slowly
licked it off, her reddish eyes gleaming darkly.
"Fuck off Snape. 'Pyres and humans, even one as slimy as you, don't mix. Hell, I shouldn't even be here. You touch me again, or
even look at me wrong; I swear to the Goddess I won't wait to kill you." Her voice was frigid cold and he knew she meant her
words.
"Fine then Ms. Granger, be gone before I give you a months worth of detentions." He said snarkily, hiding his embarrassment.
She raised a single eyebrow at him, as if to ask if he had the audacity to suddenly take charge and act like nothing had
happened. She shook her head slowly and left the Room of Requirement, a small droplet of crimson blood resting at the corner of
her mouth.
Mynee soon entered the Prefect's common room and collapsed onto one of the large overstuffed arm chairs. A rare sigh
escaped her lips as she ran her hands through her reddish brown hair. She felt dirty, just like she did after she fed on and killed
someone, but it made sense considering the fact she just intentionally snogged the most hated teacher in all of the school. She
straightened her nightgown which had risen up around the middles of her thighs back down to her knees, forcing all thoughts of
Snape out of her mind. She tried to ignore the feeling of his hands on her waist...A cry escaped from her lips and she rubbed her
hands across her face, mentally berating herself for even thinking about Snape after what he did. A shudder ran through her and
just as she was getting off the couch to go take a shower, she ran into a very hard body. She gulped slightly and raised her head
slowly, almost fearing that it was Snape coming back to haunt her. To her surprise, Malfoy was staring back down at her. It looked
like he had just wrenched himself out of his bed. He was wearing a pair of simple drawstring pair of black pants and no shirt,
revealing his well toned chest. His golden hair was free of the grease he normally slicked it back in, it falling in loose waves
around his face. Something awakened deep in her and she gulped slightly.
"What do you want...?"
Mynee was silenced when, for the second time in less than half an hour, a pair of lips descended upon her own. This time though,
it was different. The feeling of being totally disgusted was gone and in its place was fierce warmth that was slowly taking over
her body. His tongue lightly brushed against her mouth and she opened her lips up for him, he entered her mouth. Once again, her
tongue fought with another for dominance, but...
'WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING???" Nall shrieked hysterically in her mind.
'YOU'RE KISSING MALFOY! STOP!!' Nebel screeched madly.
She then realized what she was doing, senselessly snogging one of her many mortal enemies. She roughly shoved him away, her
eyes blazing.
"What the hell are you doing Malfoy?" She squeaked, nearly directly quoting Nall.
Malfoy did not answer. He simply stared at her in something akin to awe. His silver stare unnerved her horribly and she simply
ran up to her bedroom.
Mynee lay on her bed, horror coursing through her. Had she really kissed Malfoy back? The thought made her head reel and
she moaned softly. Why had she done that? She hated Malfoy did not she? He had made the previous six years a living hell...So
why did not she feel like ripping his head off now? A shudder ran through her as her mind came to a sickening conclusion.
She liked him.
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Wow...I am so sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out...Last week was painfully stressful! I should get more out this week
considering I won't be getting as much homework!
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Your Lord and Master (technically Mistress...)
Foamy the Squirrel
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*crappery* Holy shit is all I can say...Thirty reviews...*snuggles everyone* I love you all so much! We not only hit ninety, but one
hundred too! That makes me so happy!! Thank you ruby+sapphire for being reviewer ninety and britton for being reviewer one
hundred! Next up is 120! We can do it!!
zenni: thank you and I hope to update soon. Urg, the Chrimbi 'episode' as I am now going to refer to my postings, is going to take so long...its going to be so long I might have to make it into several chapters...
gothic twif: You do, do you? Hehe...probably told you during class...Shush! Don't ruin it for everyone else! I know you don't like blood everywhere, but you don't like Vampires/Vampyres like I do...
britton: *giggles* an invitation to your funeral? I feel so touched LB! Weeeell...the wait is over! Kinda... Thanks for being reviewer one hundred! I lurve you!
gothic twiff..err..again: I dun really want the rest of your review...Especially if you keep flying away on your dragon...
MetalicHiss: Thank you so much! I'll try and post faster!
YamiClara: I will and thank you!
SweetCheeksDracoLuver: Thank you so much for all of your reviews! Yeah, sorry about the creepy level of the story...It's only gonna get higher...
B-RAZZ: No, I don't think anyone will be able to see Snape differently now...Except for me...I still think he's hot...*grins*
JAML: Aww...I'm sorry to put you through hell...though I'm sure this won't be the last time.
Alcapacien: Snape, you say? Perhaps...Perhaps...Maybe he will, ya never know. Yeah, Harry's probably gonna get killed off by some random 'pyre or something...
Crimson Colored Cloaked Figure: *cackles* Yes, I know I'm evil...Oh, don't hurt yourself...
Gwenivive: Cliffies are so much fun...People review and are angry...Angry reviewers are scary...They threaten me with pointy sticks...
ruby+sapphire: Thank you so much! I fully plan on finishing this story, it's loads of fun to write!
Phoenix-Tail-Feathers: Thank you! Who knows...Maybe it is Snape, maybe it's Draco or Ron...*shrugs* No one knows...Well, except for me...
julia: Mehbe...Yeah this is a Hermione/Draco fic...That romance is kindled in the end of the chapter! Weee!!
Crazedgurl1291: Yeah, poor Mynee...She gets back at the world though...
Jessi: Thank you so much!
kittoxkigga: It might be Harry...You'll have to read to find out...
AmericanDemon: But that's the fun of it my dear Zanza Lady of the Underworld...You don't know! Of course I had to mention Snape again, he's the gross teacher everyone has...You all know who I'm talking about...*pets* She's not a prep, Goddess forbid, she was just acting...I hope...*shudders* I don't want to even think about a clown Snape right now...that's all my fragile mind needs for a nervy spaz.
Fetesha: Thank you! I love Foamy too!
Crazedgurl1291: Harry is a bastard. I just needed to get that out there.
Wow...That's a lot of reviews...Thank you so much! Lets get to 120!!
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To Be Required, Chapter Thirteen
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She slowly lifted her head and let out a horrified gasp. "Parkinson?" (AN: Bet ya didn't see that coming!!!) Pansy Parkinson
smirked at Mynee and dug her luridly pink nails into her pallid flesh. "That's right mudblood, so glad you can identify faces. We
need to have a little chat."
Mynee raised one of her eyebrows slowly. "A chat? In the Room of Requirement where there are numerous torture devices?"
The pug faced girl shrugged and gave her a shove in the direction of two chairs, one plush the other plain wood, which had just
appeared. "Just in case you don't comply with my requests."
Mynee scowled darkly as she sat down on the hard wooden chair, Pansy plopping her considerable bulk into the yielding
softness of the plush armchair. She crossed her arms beneath her chest and watched the tubby girl settle herself properly.
"What the hell do you want to talk about Parkinson? I have to do my rounds in exactly," she looked at her watch, "thirty minutes.
This better not take long."
Parkinson leaned back in her chair, her cockroach brown eyes filled with fiery hatred. "Listen up you worthless mudblood! You
have my Draggie all wrapped up in silly day dreams all the time! He has no time for me anymore and it's all your fault! Take your
bloody spell off of my boyfriend!"
Mynee looked at her for a moment then burst into raucous peals of laughter. Her joyous noises echoed around the stone room as
she clutched her stomach, tears forming in the corner of her eyes.
"Y-You th-think I put a spell on Draco Malfoy? Supreme git of the universe? The ferret who has made my Hogwarts years horrid?
You think I put a spell on him?"
Parkinson scowled angrily at her. One of her long nailed hands out letting it connect hard against her cheek.
"Shut up you stupid little mudblood!"
Mynee's eyebrows shot together as a steak of pain went up the side of her face. How dare the little pug faced Slytherin hit her?
She clenched her hands into fists and stood up from her chair.
"Listen up Parkinson. You required it that I had to be here, had you not done so, I would be as far away from you and your
'Draggie' as humanly possible in this castle. It's not my fucking fault you fucking, pug faced bitch!"
She was coming close to a hysterical scream towards the end of her short tirade, her pale face flushing ever so slightly with the
mortal blood pounding in her veins. Parkinson looked at her for a moment and then it was her own turn to burst into painfully high
pitched titters of laughter.
"You think you can insult me? I'm a pureblood! You're just a mudblood!"
Mynee's barely colored face hid the tide of pure hatred welling up inside of her like a river spewing out of a broken dam. She
drew her arm back and crunched her knuckles of her fist right into the other girl's nose. There was the sickening crack as her nose
broke and she crumpled in her chair. Pansy let out a shriek as pain flooded her senses and quickly jumped up so she could
attack her attacker.
"You bitch!"
Mynee smirked at her and kicked her chair out of the way so she would have room to dodge backward if she had the need. She
clenched her fists as she looked at Pansy, an amused expression on her face.
"Now am I...I always thought I was more of a bastard, but whatever tickles your fancy."
The girl let out an angry hiss and lunged at Mynee, her hands outstretched to claw her hair. She snorted softly and stepped to the
side, bringing a hand up and grabbed her by the tender hair at the base of her neck. She jerked her back, several locks tearing
from the other's flesh. Mynee dropped Pansy onto the ground and promptly kicked her hard in her pudgy belly. The fallen girl let
out a cry of pain and grabbed her by the legs and pulled her down. The two girls exchanged several punches, Mynee getting a
bloodied lip and a black eye and Pansy getting her nose horrifically broken, when Mynee decided it would probably be for the
best if the cat fight came to an end before Pansy got killed...Though she would not mind doing that, she would over feed and
would be endangering her self. She silently willed the nearest teacher, preferably Dumbledore, to suddenly appear. To her
greatest horror, Snape suddenly appeared in to room (AN: Dun dun dun...). Mynee was beneath Pansy, getting her face 'beaten' in
by the pug faced girl. The professor looked at the brawling girls then separated them with a careless flick of his wand.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Mynee cursed fervently under her breath and pushed herself up into a slightly shaking sitting position. Pansy on the other hand
was already on her feet and screeching her side of the conflict to Snape.
"...and she required me here and I just all of a sudden disappeared from in front of my homework. She attacked me the moment I
got here..."
Mynee shook her head slowly and cradled it in her hands. This was not going to turn out well for her, even if she threatened the
other two with death, she would still end up with at least one detention while Pansy did not even get told off. The Slytherin girl
prattled on for several more moments until the bat like professor silenced her with a withering glare.
"Is this what happed Ms. Granger?"
Mynee's head whipped up from the floor as she stared at him, surprised by his very unSnape-like behaviour.
"Er...Well, not exactly Professor...I was doing my rounds and Parkinson required me here. She started the fight with a slap and I
was simply defended myself."
"I see..." He said slowly and looked at Parkinson for a moment. "Well Ms. Parkinson, I deem a detention is in order, report to my
office at seven."
The doglike girl looked at him with complete disbelief on her face until he sighed darkly. "Do you need another detention?"
She shook her head quickly and ran out of the Room of Requirement He watched her go out, and then turned his eyes on the
kneeling girl a few feet before him. He took several steps to her, until he was within a foot or so of her personage.
"Now Ms. Granger..." He said silkily.
Mynee was up on her feet and heading towards the door as fast as she could. She did not want to be alone in a room with her
pervy Potions professor for any longer then necessary. "I'm leaving Professor, I'm leaving!"
"Who said you were supposed to leave?"
She froze at his words, a sickened shiver running through her body. She took a tentative step towards the door, keeping her head
bowed. "I have to study for a Transfiguration test and complete the essay you assigned in class today Professor...I can not stay."
She did not see the nasty smirk that crossed his face.
"Then I suppose the Headmaster will learn of you hexing myself..."
Mynee closed her eyes for a moment, her fingertips nervously creasing part of her robe. She knew she might be expelled for
hexing a teacher, but would not he be sacked if Dumbledore found out that he had been making advances upon her? And was
marking Snape so he could be punished later really a hex? It had been kind of like a gesture of protection...
"I don't see how that could have happened Professor when I never hexed anybody."
He laughed coldly and was about to say something else when she took another step toward the door. "Ms. Granger don't walk
away from me..."
She closed her eyes for a brief moment, fighting the shudder that was running through her. She really and truly hated Snape. He
was a manipulative bastard who for some sick reason was attracted to her. Her hands clenched tightly, her fingernail biting into
her flesh, several droplets of thick black blood rolling down her palms, a sign. She lifted her head slowly, a fawning smile on her
lips like she was born with on. She took a few slow steps toward her teacher, her hips swaying.
"I'm sorry for walking away from you Professor...Can you ever forgive me?"
He looked surprise by her sudden change of attitude, but being a male he pushed the thought away and decided that she had
finally come to her senses and bowed to down to his maleness. Mynee caught on to all of this, his emotions easy to read as an
open book. She smiled sweetly up to him and closed the distance between then so there was a scant foot separating her chest
from his. She reached a hand up to gently trace the outline of his jaw, inwardly shuddering. He wrapped his arms around her
waist and pulled her against him. Before she could say a thing, his mouth was down on hers. The kiss was at first nothing more
then he ravaging her lips, until his thin tongue barged into her mouth, her tongue, which she had been using as a blockade to
keep him out of her mouth, started battling with his, trying to force him out. An angry noise came from her, but sadly he took it as
a joyful moan and his fighting tongue became more frenzied. That was it. Mynee move her tongue out of the way and promptly bit
down hard on his. Warm, coppery fluid spurted into her mouth and she swallowed it. Snape let out a yell of pain and pushed her
away, blood trickling out of his mouth and down his chin. She knew her lips were shining with the crimson liquid and she slowly
licked it off, her reddish eyes gleaming darkly.
"Fuck off Snape. 'Pyres and humans, even one as slimy as you, don't mix. Hell, I shouldn't even be here. You touch me again, or
even look at me wrong; I swear to the Goddess I won't wait to kill you." Her voice was frigid cold and he knew she meant her
words.
"Fine then Ms. Granger, be gone before I give you a months worth of detentions." He said snarkily, hiding his embarrassment.
She raised a single eyebrow at him, as if to ask if he had the audacity to suddenly take charge and act like nothing had
happened. She shook her head slowly and left the Room of Requirement, a small droplet of crimson blood resting at the corner of
her mouth.
Mynee soon entered the Prefect's common room and collapsed onto one of the large overstuffed arm chairs. A rare sigh
escaped her lips as she ran her hands through her reddish brown hair. She felt dirty, just like she did after she fed on and killed
someone, but it made sense considering the fact she just intentionally snogged the most hated teacher in all of the school. She
straightened her nightgown which had risen up around the middles of her thighs back down to her knees, forcing all thoughts of
Snape out of her mind. She tried to ignore the feeling of his hands on her waist...A cry escaped from her lips and she rubbed her
hands across her face, mentally berating herself for even thinking about Snape after what he did. A shudder ran through her and
just as she was getting off the couch to go take a shower, she ran into a very hard body. She gulped slightly and raised her head
slowly, almost fearing that it was Snape coming back to haunt her. To her surprise, Malfoy was staring back down at her. It looked
like he had just wrenched himself out of his bed. He was wearing a pair of simple drawstring pair of black pants and no shirt,
revealing his well toned chest. His golden hair was free of the grease he normally slicked it back in, it falling in loose waves
around his face. Something awakened deep in her and she gulped slightly.
"What do you want...?"
Mynee was silenced when, for the second time in less than half an hour, a pair of lips descended upon her own. This time though,
it was different. The feeling of being totally disgusted was gone and in its place was fierce warmth that was slowly taking over
her body. His tongue lightly brushed against her mouth and she opened her lips up for him, he entered her mouth. Once again, her
tongue fought with another for dominance, but...
'WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING???" Nall shrieked hysterically in her mind.
'YOU'RE KISSING MALFOY! STOP!!' Nebel screeched madly.
She then realized what she was doing, senselessly snogging one of her many mortal enemies. She roughly shoved him away, her
eyes blazing.
"What the hell are you doing Malfoy?" She squeaked, nearly directly quoting Nall.
Malfoy did not answer. He simply stared at her in something akin to awe. His silver stare unnerved her horribly and she simply
ran up to her bedroom.
Mynee lay on her bed, horror coursing through her. Had she really kissed Malfoy back? The thought made her head reel and
she moaned softly. Why had she done that? She hated Malfoy did not she? He had made the previous six years a living hell...So
why did not she feel like ripping his head off now? A shudder ran through her as her mind came to a sickening conclusion.
She liked him.
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Wow...I am so sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out...Last week was painfully stressful! I should get more out this week
considering I won't be getting as much homework!
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Your Lord and Master (technically Mistress...)
Foamy the Squirrel