*disclaimer* As always, I don't own Harry Potter.
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*crappery* Sorry about the wait!! We hit 120 and almost 130...One more anyway. Thanks AmericanDemon, I included your idea from ages ago in this chapter! Thank you so much MetalicHiss for being review 120! Our goal is 140 now!!
Satans Little Angel: Snape kissing her is extremely creepy, yes. Thanks!
YamiClara: I will and I know. Snape is supposed to be yucky in the story.
Honey Mocha Citrus: I think bitchy is female terminology, but maybe Harry is a lady in disguise??
LittleWhiskeyGirl: Yes, Hermione Drakula's wife plays great importance with our own Mynee. At first I was going to have Mynee be their daughter or Drakula's lost heir or something, but then I realized how freaking clichéd that was and decided against it. I have come up with something completely new and original! I think...
po99gp: It's not stupid at all! AU means Alternate Universe and OOC means Out Of Character!
preppy1:You named yourself that just to bother me, didn't ya Jean? *shakes pointy stick* BAD!
Cavachicki: Thank you so much! I like uncanon, there are too many of them out there! I strive to bring what is different, wrong, and just plain demented into the world!
Sarula: Thank you so much! I really like your story too!!
MetalicHiss: Thank you so much! Thank you for being reviewer 120!!
Tigaomy: *cackles* I am so glad you and your friend like my story! I have absolutely no clue how long this sucker is gonna be. Have up to twenty planned out, but beyond that? Who knows!
gOtHiC tWiF: Lissa you SUCK! But, thanks for reviewing anyway...*mutters* And I don't want Malfoy to rape me either. He can rape you anyday...
FireSoreress1: Thanks! There's more romance in this chapter...Snape is well, hot in my eyes but it is necessary that he be one of the bad guys in the story. I agree with you, I don't think he'd ever do anything like what he is doing in the books, but then again this isn't the books and Snape is my man whore who is tied to a post in my bedroom...*cackles* I really like your name too!
Jessi: I know! No one does which is what makes it so awesome! Thank you!
AmericanDemon: Mynee doesn't like Snape...*shudders* the very thought scares me...O' course she likes Malfoy! What did you think the pairing of this story was? Mynee and Harry? Honestly...EEEWW! Think how ugly and nasty their children would be! Pug faced greasy babies!
Mojo the Rock Chick Munchkin: Thank you so much!
SweetCheeksDracoLuver: Draco is a little poo, but we love him anyway. A wooden spoon! EE!! Not a cockliffel! Gah, can't spell that damn word even if my life depended on it...Yes, it will be complicated at least until...Wait, I can't say that! You'll have to find out how she solves the problem!
Crimson Colored Cloaked Figure:*pets* don't think to hard then!! Thank you!
Crazedgurl1291: Thank you!
shadow-fairy-kitten: Thank you! Snape is rather eewwy in this story, isn't he? I get a cookie! Eeeeee!
zenni: Snape is yucky and Pansy is a bitch! I totally agree!
littoxkigga: Harry is insane, literally...I think...I dunno, the characters tell me what to write and I write it. They haven't filled me in on most of the details yet, just the main plot...
EEEEEE!!! Twenty reviews! Thank you all so much!!! Lets get to 140 now!!!
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To Talk or Not to Talk, Chapter Fourteen
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Days melted into seamless nights and Mynee avoided Draco as much as possible for her. Of course, it did not help that she shared every
class and a bathroom with him. A week had passed since he had kissed her, she refused to acknowledge the fact that she had kissed him back,
and the first Prefect/Head's meeting was about to start late on Saturday night. She of course was lying on her bed listening to her slightly
battered IPOD. Malfoy had grabbed it from her a few days before and mashed it up a little. Her chest was rising and falling slowly, old human habits
died hard and when she was spacing out, she fell into the regular pattern of breathing. Her fingers trailed idly over the thick covers, tracing
invisible swirls and designs. There was a slight smile on her lips as she stared unseeingly up at the ceiling. Her door that led to the bathroom
banged open and an irate Malfoy strode into her room.
"Oi, Granger! We have a meeting in ten minutes. Why the hell aren't you ready?"
She kept looking up at the ceiling, not hearing him. He marched over to her and ripped the earpieces from her ears, dropping them like they had
burnt him when he heard the blaring heavy metal screaming from them. She turned her head up to him, glaring angrily.
"What the hell was that for you git! That's my favourite song!"
"We have a bloody meeting in five minutes!"
Mynee rolled over and her back was revealed in the low neckline of the shirt she was wearing. Malfoy tried to look away, but was entranced by the
small expanse of white, blemish free skin that was there for his eyes own feasting. His mental daydream was interrupted by her soft voice muffled
by the pillow she was pressing her face into.
"I don't want to go. My presence there will go completely unnoticed. No one will listen to what I have to say, so there's no point in me going. You
go have fun Malfoy and leave me be."
He stayed right where he was, still rather entranced with her back. Before he could stop himself, he reached his hand out and trailed his fingers
along her silky skin, feeling the grooves of her spine. She stiffed at his touch and raised her head from the pillow just enough so their eyes could
meet. Something close to fear was in her amber hues as she tried to recoil from his fingers, but wherever she moved, he followed. The fear
completely swallowed her eyes as she spoke, her voice quaking.
"Please don't touch me Draco."
He slowly drew his hand away from her flesh, his mind trying to register the fact that she called him by his first name and not the hated Malfoy, his
father's name.
"Why? Why must I stop?"
She rolled onto her side, curling up into a tight ball. Horribly memories of the past welled up in her mind's eye, begging her to open the bottle
choked to the brim with her pain. Mynee rested her head on one of her arms, barely looking up at the golden haired boy who was watching her
avidly.
"Because..."
He sighed quietly and reached out to brush some of her reddish hair away from her forehead. There was a surprisingly affectionate smile on his
normally haughty face.
"Because what Hermione?" He intentionally used her first name, enjoying the feeling of it rolling off of his lips.
She let him push the errant locks away from her flaw free face, her body trembling slightly with the want to tell him. For just a brief moment she
lost control of her emotions and something within her escaped.
"Because I am afraid." She clamped her mouth shut, extremely angry with herself.
Malfoy's eyes widened slightly at her sudden out burst. Hermione Granger was actually afraid of something? That was something extremely new.
"What are you afraid of Hermione?"
She shook her head fervently, much like a child who refused to give up a tantalizing secret. "I can't tell you...You'd just use it against me like
everyone else." Her voice was excruciatingly quiet, but he could hear the fear and pain laced through her every word.
He looked down at her for a moment, wondering what on earth could have happened to Little Miss Perfect that would have turned her into this
person who was so terrified of human contact? He gently rested one of his hands on her shoulder, compassion in his silver eyes.
"I would never do that Hermione. I would never intentionally hurt you."
Mynee's eyes reflected the sudden hope she felt at having someone she could actually trust. She completely forgot about six years of him making
fun of her and being a total bastard as he leaned his head in towards hers. Malfoy's lips brushed hers in the lightest of feather kisses, bursts of
starfire (AN: Ask if ya don't know what that means...) made both their lips tingle. He quickly pressed them harder against her, his tongue brushing
her lower lip in a silent question. Just as she was about to open her mouth up so he could intrude within, the memories of his torment over the
years returned quickly. Nall and Nebel, who had been quietly enjoying the kiss, were totally quiet. Why should they intrude upon something right?
She put her hands on his chest in what he mistook as a gesture of affection. His arms were around her back as he tried to pull her closer to him.
She let out a soft squeak and pushed him hard, knocking him away from her, causing him to tumble off of the bed. Her cinnamon eyes flared red as
glared angrily at him, ignoring her fervently tingling swollen lips.
"What the fuck? Why the fucking hell did you do that Malfoy??"
Malfoy's eyes widened in surprise at her harsh words as he peeked his golden head over the side of the bed, suddenly feeling very afraid of her
wrath. "Why the hell did you push me away? You seemed to be enjoying it just as much as I was!"
"I don't have to tell you, you insufferable git!"
"Just tell me!"
"No!"
'Tell me and I'll leave you alone!"
"If I tell you, you'll never leave me alone!"
"No I won't! Just tell me!"
"NO!"
"Yes!"
"Don't you understand?? I can't!" Tears were gathering in the corners of her eyes, threatening to overflow.
He saw the moisture and quickly got to his feet. "Please Hermione, tell me..." His voice was so warm and compelling...She mentally shook her head.
"I can't..." Her voice was sad and broken.
She looked at him with rapidly browning eyes and rolled onto her side, her perfect back facing him. Draco sighed quietly and got down on his knees
on the bed. He crawled over to her and very lightly brushed his lips against her cheek. Before pulling away, he spoke quietly into her ear.
"I will be here to listen to you if need to talk. You can trust me, I promise." He planted a single kiss right below her earlobe and then left the room.
Once she was sure he was gone, she let the tears overflow. How desperately she wanted to trust someone, but she was just so afraid. She could
not be hurt again...It would be the proverbial straw that broke her back. She placed her hands over her face and let those comforting tears take
away the top layer of her grief.
Hours later, some time after the meeting had finished, Mynee left her room and headed towards the kitchens for something to eat. Just as
she was leaving the common room, she happened to look at the message board. A new flyer had been tacked out and she looked at it with minimal
interest. It sparked when she saw something about Quidditch.
Want to play Quidditch, but there's no room on your house team?
Well we, the Hufflepuff Quidditch Team, can solve that problem!
We are looking for a:
Seeker
Two Chasers
Keeper
And have decided to open the position up to all houses!
Tryouts are in one week,
Hope you all come!
A slight grin crossed her lips and she rubbed her hands together. She could try out for Seeker position and kick Potter's ass...That would be fun.
The grin broadened as she envisioned him sitting on the sandy floor of the Quidditch field after falling from his broom reaching for the snitch she
had caught. She laughed darkly and flicked some of her hair over her shoulder. She quickly left the common room and went down to the kitchens.
The moment she entered, she was bowled over by an immensely happy Dobby.
"Mistress Hermione!"
She wrapped her arms around his small body and hugged him slightly, his frail body feeling like a child's in hers. "Hello Dobby. Would you mind at all
if you could get me some ham and cheese sandwiches? I didn't have dinner..."
"Of course Mistress Hermione! Dobby would be very happy to get dinner for you!"
"Thank you so much Dobby."
The house elf ignored her thanks and bustled off. Moments later he had returned carrying a large tray filled sandwiches and pumpkin juice. Mynee
sat down beside the massive hearth and smiled warmly to him when he set it down in front of her.
"Does Mistress Hermione need anything else of Dobby?"
"No thank you Dobby. See you around..."
Once the house elf had disappeared she ate quickly and left the kitchens. She returned to the common room and sprawled out on a chair in a
pensive mood. She had to think about her situation with Malfoy. There was a renegade part of her who desperately wanted to cast her into his
arms and never let go. The rest of her, which was surprisingly small, begged her not to go to him or trust him because he would just hurt her like
everyone else in the world had. Very quickly, Nebel and Nall had taken sides.
'She should go to him! She needs someone!' Nall shrieked.
'He will only hurt her!' Nebel yelled.
'He will not! Draco Malfoy will accept her for what she is!'
'Why can't you see it? She's going to be hurt if she accepts him!'
'No she wont!'
'Yes she will!'
'No!'
'Yes!'
'Don't I get some say in this?'
'NO!' Both mind voices shrieked at her in unison.
Mynee nearly cowered from the combined effect of them and shook her head slowly. It was pretty disconcerting to have to voices arguing in the
back of one's mind and made it very hard to concentrate. After trying to do some homework she let out a groan.
'Would you two please shut up? I have to do homework!'
'This is for your own well being though!'
'Talk when I'm asleep!'
'We have to talk...' The voice stopped suddenly when Draco entered the common room.
Mynee smiled slightly and got up to her feet. She would prove to those voices once and for all who was in charge. He stopped when he saw her, a
slight smile on his lips.
"Do you need to ta...?"
His words were cut off by her pressing her lips against his in a forceful kiss. His mouth was still opened and she pushed her tongue into it and
starting mapping the warm crevice. He came to his senses and one arm around her waist and entangled his other hand in her long hair. His tongue
rose up to fight hers for dominance and was surprised when she bowed down to him, letting him force her back into her own mouth. She broke
away the moment the tip of his tongue started to enter her. His eyes were unfocused as she touched his cheek rather tenderly.
"Now shut up." She said, not knowing she had said it aloud.
Mynee walked back to the couch and started doing her homework. Draco's eyes followed her, then the rest of his body. He sat down beside her
and reached out to touch her hair. She shifted away and carried on writing. He leaned his face down to kiss her neck and she shifted more, falling
off of the couch.
"To get you back from making me fall off the bed..."
"Malfoy what the hell are you doing??"
"Apart from getting back at you? I'd like to kiss you again."
"Why??"
"Considering you just kissed me, I've taken in that you want my affections. I mean, who wouldn't? There are tons of girls who would give their
magic to be in your position...Have the Slytherin Sex God begging to be in their presence."
Mynee's anger flared. Just when she was thinking about trusting him, he had to go and flaunt his massive ego! She got to her feet and slapped his
pale cheek hard, leaving a rapidly reddening handprint there.
"Then go get one of those girls, because I'm not one of them!"
She grabbed her books of the table and strode up to her room, fuming with anger.
Draco suddenly realized what he had done and groaned quietly, dropping his head into his hands.
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Weeee...Another chapter out! Err...This will be the last chapter for about a week or so. I'm going out of town on Monday and won't be getting back until late Friday night. Sooo, that means all of you lovely readers need to review! Also, you should all go check out my other story Eldritch High. It's a Draco/OC romance that should develop much faster then this one does...
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Your Lord and Master;
Foamy the Squirrel
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*crappery* Sorry about the wait!! We hit 120 and almost 130...One more anyway. Thanks AmericanDemon, I included your idea from ages ago in this chapter! Thank you so much MetalicHiss for being review 120! Our goal is 140 now!!
Satans Little Angel: Snape kissing her is extremely creepy, yes. Thanks!
YamiClara: I will and I know. Snape is supposed to be yucky in the story.
Honey Mocha Citrus: I think bitchy is female terminology, but maybe Harry is a lady in disguise??
LittleWhiskeyGirl: Yes, Hermione Drakula's wife plays great importance with our own Mynee. At first I was going to have Mynee be their daughter or Drakula's lost heir or something, but then I realized how freaking clichéd that was and decided against it. I have come up with something completely new and original! I think...
po99gp: It's not stupid at all! AU means Alternate Universe and OOC means Out Of Character!
preppy1:You named yourself that just to bother me, didn't ya Jean? *shakes pointy stick* BAD!
Cavachicki: Thank you so much! I like uncanon, there are too many of them out there! I strive to bring what is different, wrong, and just plain demented into the world!
Sarula: Thank you so much! I really like your story too!!
MetalicHiss: Thank you so much! Thank you for being reviewer 120!!
Tigaomy: *cackles* I am so glad you and your friend like my story! I have absolutely no clue how long this sucker is gonna be. Have up to twenty planned out, but beyond that? Who knows!
gOtHiC tWiF: Lissa you SUCK! But, thanks for reviewing anyway...*mutters* And I don't want Malfoy to rape me either. He can rape you anyday...
FireSoreress1: Thanks! There's more romance in this chapter...Snape is well, hot in my eyes but it is necessary that he be one of the bad guys in the story. I agree with you, I don't think he'd ever do anything like what he is doing in the books, but then again this isn't the books and Snape is my man whore who is tied to a post in my bedroom...*cackles* I really like your name too!
Jessi: I know! No one does which is what makes it so awesome! Thank you!
AmericanDemon: Mynee doesn't like Snape...*shudders* the very thought scares me...O' course she likes Malfoy! What did you think the pairing of this story was? Mynee and Harry? Honestly...EEEWW! Think how ugly and nasty their children would be! Pug faced greasy babies!
Mojo the Rock Chick Munchkin: Thank you so much!
SweetCheeksDracoLuver: Draco is a little poo, but we love him anyway. A wooden spoon! EE!! Not a cockliffel! Gah, can't spell that damn word even if my life depended on it...Yes, it will be complicated at least until...Wait, I can't say that! You'll have to find out how she solves the problem!
Crimson Colored Cloaked Figure:*pets* don't think to hard then!! Thank you!
Crazedgurl1291: Thank you!
shadow-fairy-kitten: Thank you! Snape is rather eewwy in this story, isn't he? I get a cookie! Eeeeee!
zenni: Snape is yucky and Pansy is a bitch! I totally agree!
littoxkigga: Harry is insane, literally...I think...I dunno, the characters tell me what to write and I write it. They haven't filled me in on most of the details yet, just the main plot...
EEEEEE!!! Twenty reviews! Thank you all so much!!! Lets get to 140 now!!!
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To Talk or Not to Talk, Chapter Fourteen
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Days melted into seamless nights and Mynee avoided Draco as much as possible for her. Of course, it did not help that she shared every
class and a bathroom with him. A week had passed since he had kissed her, she refused to acknowledge the fact that she had kissed him back,
and the first Prefect/Head's meeting was about to start late on Saturday night. She of course was lying on her bed listening to her slightly
battered IPOD. Malfoy had grabbed it from her a few days before and mashed it up a little. Her chest was rising and falling slowly, old human habits
died hard and when she was spacing out, she fell into the regular pattern of breathing. Her fingers trailed idly over the thick covers, tracing
invisible swirls and designs. There was a slight smile on her lips as she stared unseeingly up at the ceiling. Her door that led to the bathroom
banged open and an irate Malfoy strode into her room.
"Oi, Granger! We have a meeting in ten minutes. Why the hell aren't you ready?"
She kept looking up at the ceiling, not hearing him. He marched over to her and ripped the earpieces from her ears, dropping them like they had
burnt him when he heard the blaring heavy metal screaming from them. She turned her head up to him, glaring angrily.
"What the hell was that for you git! That's my favourite song!"
"We have a bloody meeting in five minutes!"
Mynee rolled over and her back was revealed in the low neckline of the shirt she was wearing. Malfoy tried to look away, but was entranced by the
small expanse of white, blemish free skin that was there for his eyes own feasting. His mental daydream was interrupted by her soft voice muffled
by the pillow she was pressing her face into.
"I don't want to go. My presence there will go completely unnoticed. No one will listen to what I have to say, so there's no point in me going. You
go have fun Malfoy and leave me be."
He stayed right where he was, still rather entranced with her back. Before he could stop himself, he reached his hand out and trailed his fingers
along her silky skin, feeling the grooves of her spine. She stiffed at his touch and raised her head from the pillow just enough so their eyes could
meet. Something close to fear was in her amber hues as she tried to recoil from his fingers, but wherever she moved, he followed. The fear
completely swallowed her eyes as she spoke, her voice quaking.
"Please don't touch me Draco."
He slowly drew his hand away from her flesh, his mind trying to register the fact that she called him by his first name and not the hated Malfoy, his
father's name.
"Why? Why must I stop?"
She rolled onto her side, curling up into a tight ball. Horribly memories of the past welled up in her mind's eye, begging her to open the bottle
choked to the brim with her pain. Mynee rested her head on one of her arms, barely looking up at the golden haired boy who was watching her
avidly.
"Because..."
He sighed quietly and reached out to brush some of her reddish hair away from her forehead. There was a surprisingly affectionate smile on his
normally haughty face.
"Because what Hermione?" He intentionally used her first name, enjoying the feeling of it rolling off of his lips.
She let him push the errant locks away from her flaw free face, her body trembling slightly with the want to tell him. For just a brief moment she
lost control of her emotions and something within her escaped.
"Because I am afraid." She clamped her mouth shut, extremely angry with herself.
Malfoy's eyes widened slightly at her sudden out burst. Hermione Granger was actually afraid of something? That was something extremely new.
"What are you afraid of Hermione?"
She shook her head fervently, much like a child who refused to give up a tantalizing secret. "I can't tell you...You'd just use it against me like
everyone else." Her voice was excruciatingly quiet, but he could hear the fear and pain laced through her every word.
He looked down at her for a moment, wondering what on earth could have happened to Little Miss Perfect that would have turned her into this
person who was so terrified of human contact? He gently rested one of his hands on her shoulder, compassion in his silver eyes.
"I would never do that Hermione. I would never intentionally hurt you."
Mynee's eyes reflected the sudden hope she felt at having someone she could actually trust. She completely forgot about six years of him making
fun of her and being a total bastard as he leaned his head in towards hers. Malfoy's lips brushed hers in the lightest of feather kisses, bursts of
starfire (AN: Ask if ya don't know what that means...) made both their lips tingle. He quickly pressed them harder against her, his tongue brushing
her lower lip in a silent question. Just as she was about to open her mouth up so he could intrude within, the memories of his torment over the
years returned quickly. Nall and Nebel, who had been quietly enjoying the kiss, were totally quiet. Why should they intrude upon something right?
She put her hands on his chest in what he mistook as a gesture of affection. His arms were around her back as he tried to pull her closer to him.
She let out a soft squeak and pushed him hard, knocking him away from her, causing him to tumble off of the bed. Her cinnamon eyes flared red as
glared angrily at him, ignoring her fervently tingling swollen lips.
"What the fuck? Why the fucking hell did you do that Malfoy??"
Malfoy's eyes widened in surprise at her harsh words as he peeked his golden head over the side of the bed, suddenly feeling very afraid of her
wrath. "Why the hell did you push me away? You seemed to be enjoying it just as much as I was!"
"I don't have to tell you, you insufferable git!"
"Just tell me!"
"No!"
'Tell me and I'll leave you alone!"
"If I tell you, you'll never leave me alone!"
"No I won't! Just tell me!"
"NO!"
"Yes!"
"Don't you understand?? I can't!" Tears were gathering in the corners of her eyes, threatening to overflow.
He saw the moisture and quickly got to his feet. "Please Hermione, tell me..." His voice was so warm and compelling...She mentally shook her head.
"I can't..." Her voice was sad and broken.
She looked at him with rapidly browning eyes and rolled onto her side, her perfect back facing him. Draco sighed quietly and got down on his knees
on the bed. He crawled over to her and very lightly brushed his lips against her cheek. Before pulling away, he spoke quietly into her ear.
"I will be here to listen to you if need to talk. You can trust me, I promise." He planted a single kiss right below her earlobe and then left the room.
Once she was sure he was gone, she let the tears overflow. How desperately she wanted to trust someone, but she was just so afraid. She could
not be hurt again...It would be the proverbial straw that broke her back. She placed her hands over her face and let those comforting tears take
away the top layer of her grief.
Hours later, some time after the meeting had finished, Mynee left her room and headed towards the kitchens for something to eat. Just as
she was leaving the common room, she happened to look at the message board. A new flyer had been tacked out and she looked at it with minimal
interest. It sparked when she saw something about Quidditch.
Want to play Quidditch, but there's no room on your house team?
Well we, the Hufflepuff Quidditch Team, can solve that problem!
We are looking for a:
Seeker
Two Chasers
Keeper
And have decided to open the position up to all houses!
Tryouts are in one week,
Hope you all come!
A slight grin crossed her lips and she rubbed her hands together. She could try out for Seeker position and kick Potter's ass...That would be fun.
The grin broadened as she envisioned him sitting on the sandy floor of the Quidditch field after falling from his broom reaching for the snitch she
had caught. She laughed darkly and flicked some of her hair over her shoulder. She quickly left the common room and went down to the kitchens.
The moment she entered, she was bowled over by an immensely happy Dobby.
"Mistress Hermione!"
She wrapped her arms around his small body and hugged him slightly, his frail body feeling like a child's in hers. "Hello Dobby. Would you mind at all
if you could get me some ham and cheese sandwiches? I didn't have dinner..."
"Of course Mistress Hermione! Dobby would be very happy to get dinner for you!"
"Thank you so much Dobby."
The house elf ignored her thanks and bustled off. Moments later he had returned carrying a large tray filled sandwiches and pumpkin juice. Mynee
sat down beside the massive hearth and smiled warmly to him when he set it down in front of her.
"Does Mistress Hermione need anything else of Dobby?"
"No thank you Dobby. See you around..."
Once the house elf had disappeared she ate quickly and left the kitchens. She returned to the common room and sprawled out on a chair in a
pensive mood. She had to think about her situation with Malfoy. There was a renegade part of her who desperately wanted to cast her into his
arms and never let go. The rest of her, which was surprisingly small, begged her not to go to him or trust him because he would just hurt her like
everyone else in the world had. Very quickly, Nebel and Nall had taken sides.
'She should go to him! She needs someone!' Nall shrieked.
'He will only hurt her!' Nebel yelled.
'He will not! Draco Malfoy will accept her for what she is!'
'Why can't you see it? She's going to be hurt if she accepts him!'
'No she wont!'
'Yes she will!'
'No!'
'Yes!'
'Don't I get some say in this?'
'NO!' Both mind voices shrieked at her in unison.
Mynee nearly cowered from the combined effect of them and shook her head slowly. It was pretty disconcerting to have to voices arguing in the
back of one's mind and made it very hard to concentrate. After trying to do some homework she let out a groan.
'Would you two please shut up? I have to do homework!'
'This is for your own well being though!'
'Talk when I'm asleep!'
'We have to talk...' The voice stopped suddenly when Draco entered the common room.
Mynee smiled slightly and got up to her feet. She would prove to those voices once and for all who was in charge. He stopped when he saw her, a
slight smile on his lips.
"Do you need to ta...?"
His words were cut off by her pressing her lips against his in a forceful kiss. His mouth was still opened and she pushed her tongue into it and
starting mapping the warm crevice. He came to his senses and one arm around her waist and entangled his other hand in her long hair. His tongue
rose up to fight hers for dominance and was surprised when she bowed down to him, letting him force her back into her own mouth. She broke
away the moment the tip of his tongue started to enter her. His eyes were unfocused as she touched his cheek rather tenderly.
"Now shut up." She said, not knowing she had said it aloud.
Mynee walked back to the couch and started doing her homework. Draco's eyes followed her, then the rest of his body. He sat down beside her
and reached out to touch her hair. She shifted away and carried on writing. He leaned his face down to kiss her neck and she shifted more, falling
off of the couch.
"To get you back from making me fall off the bed..."
"Malfoy what the hell are you doing??"
"Apart from getting back at you? I'd like to kiss you again."
"Why??"
"Considering you just kissed me, I've taken in that you want my affections. I mean, who wouldn't? There are tons of girls who would give their
magic to be in your position...Have the Slytherin Sex God begging to be in their presence."
Mynee's anger flared. Just when she was thinking about trusting him, he had to go and flaunt his massive ego! She got to her feet and slapped his
pale cheek hard, leaving a rapidly reddening handprint there.
"Then go get one of those girls, because I'm not one of them!"
She grabbed her books of the table and strode up to her room, fuming with anger.
Draco suddenly realized what he had done and groaned quietly, dropping his head into his hands.
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Weeee...Another chapter out! Err...This will be the last chapter for about a week or so. I'm going out of town on Monday and won't be getting back until late Friday night. Sooo, that means all of you lovely readers need to review! Also, you should all go check out my other story Eldritch High. It's a Draco/OC romance that should develop much faster then this one does...
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Your Lord and Master;
Foamy the Squirrel