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Reviews: Sevens my unlucky number. This ff is a mary sue. Jenn
How is this story a Mary Sue?? I sure would love to know.
Thank you to these reviewers!!
sarah
Gabrielle Madden-Lovato
ShylaMalfoy
Jes
Okay, story time!!!
End of Chapter 3:
So she continued her skipping fest down the hallway with a big smile plastered on her face.
Hermione arrived in the common room not five minutes later. The fireplace dimly lighted the room. She walked up the stairs to her room, and upon entering headed straight for her wardrobe. She opened the doors and found several pairs of pajama pants, most of which were flannel. She picked a pair that was maroon and gold plaid; she had found these over the summer and loved them since they were in her house colors. She then reached down in the drawer and pulled out a black strappy tank top. She applied that clothes to her body, threw her hair into a messy bun, grabbed the book off her nightstand and headed to the common room.
She made her way over to the couch and plopped down. She opened her book and began reading. She had just gotten to the good part, she had been reading for about fifteen minutes, when the door to the common room swung open. Not thirty seconds later Draco emerged around the corner and stopped dead in his tracks.
Hermione yawned, closing her book. "Hey Draco, what took you so long?"
Draco just stood there admiring the sight. "Well, I...I, uh...I met up with Crabbe and Goyle." Malfoy said, coming back to his senses. "And what may I ask are you doing? Waiting up for me?" Draco asked, a cat-like grin spreading across his lips.
"Oh nothing but the usual: reading, studying, chilling. Oh," She said standing up and walking over to him their lips now inches away. "...There is no reason for me to wait up for you. Good night." She said turning around and walking back up stairs, leaving Draco standing there quite shocked and confused as to what had just happened.
She closed her bedroom door behind her and stood against the door. What did I just do? Was I actually teasing Draco? Yes I was, and I was good at it. To see the look on his face when I got that close. It was priceless. And then-
A knocking on the bathroom door interrupted her thoughts. She knew very well who it was, since there is no one else in her dormitory. So, she made her way over to the door and opened it up. Little to her surprise their stood Draco wearing only a pair of dark green silk pajama pants, and a black silk bathrobe.
"Two can play this game huh?" He said, seeing her shocked expression.
"I guess so." She said flatly. "But can you resist temptation?" She asked in a more seductive tone, running her finger down his chiseled chest.
Wow, Quidditch sure has it's benefits. She thought to herself.
He just looked at her before moving in closer. He knew that he couldn't resist her. There was something about her that made him want her. Something that pulled him closer. He didn't know what it was but he didn't care.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in closer. Their lips were inches apart. He couldn't wait any longer. He embraced her lips with his own sending a wonderful sensation through her body. She felt as if the world was revolving around the two of them. She inched her arms around his neck. She felt his tongue fighting to get in and she very willingly allowed his tongue into her mouth.
They carried on for about fifteen minutes. They pulled away, gasping for air. They each took a few steps back and recalled what had just happened.
"Umm...." Draco started. "Uh...that was interesting."
"Very interesting." Was her response. "If you don't mind I'd like to get to bed now." Hermione said ushering him out.
"Okay, but one last thing before I go." He pulled her in for one more kiss, and then released her. "Good night Hermione."
"Goodnight Draco." Hermione closed the door behind her and plopped herself down on her bed.
Whoa? What just happened here? Did I actually make-out with Mal- I mean Draco? Oh my, he is such a good kisser. The way his lips touched mine. She quietly thought to herself. Before she knew it she had drifted off to sleep while visions of Draco danced in her head.
Draco walked back into his room and closed the door behind him.
Why did I just do that? It felt so right. She is so beautiful. There is something mesmerizing about her. I can't wait till tomorrow when I get to kiss her again. What am I saying she's a Mudblood, and I'm a Malfoy. I must live up to my name. But...my father is in Azkaban right now and can't do anything to stop me. He too fell asleep with visions of Hermione dancing in his head.
A/N: Hey everyone! I know this chapter is really short but I promise the next one will be longer. I hope you like this one though.
Reviews: Sevens my unlucky number. This ff is a mary sue. Jenn
How is this story a Mary Sue?? I sure would love to know.
Thank you to these reviewers!!
sarah
Gabrielle Madden-Lovato
ShylaMalfoy
Jes
Okay, story time!!!
End of Chapter 3:
So she continued her skipping fest down the hallway with a big smile plastered on her face.
Hermione arrived in the common room not five minutes later. The fireplace dimly lighted the room. She walked up the stairs to her room, and upon entering headed straight for her wardrobe. She opened the doors and found several pairs of pajama pants, most of which were flannel. She picked a pair that was maroon and gold plaid; she had found these over the summer and loved them since they were in her house colors. She then reached down in the drawer and pulled out a black strappy tank top. She applied that clothes to her body, threw her hair into a messy bun, grabbed the book off her nightstand and headed to the common room.
She made her way over to the couch and plopped down. She opened her book and began reading. She had just gotten to the good part, she had been reading for about fifteen minutes, when the door to the common room swung open. Not thirty seconds later Draco emerged around the corner and stopped dead in his tracks.
Hermione yawned, closing her book. "Hey Draco, what took you so long?"
Draco just stood there admiring the sight. "Well, I...I, uh...I met up with Crabbe and Goyle." Malfoy said, coming back to his senses. "And what may I ask are you doing? Waiting up for me?" Draco asked, a cat-like grin spreading across his lips.
"Oh nothing but the usual: reading, studying, chilling. Oh," She said standing up and walking over to him their lips now inches away. "...There is no reason for me to wait up for you. Good night." She said turning around and walking back up stairs, leaving Draco standing there quite shocked and confused as to what had just happened.
She closed her bedroom door behind her and stood against the door. What did I just do? Was I actually teasing Draco? Yes I was, and I was good at it. To see the look on his face when I got that close. It was priceless. And then-
A knocking on the bathroom door interrupted her thoughts. She knew very well who it was, since there is no one else in her dormitory. So, she made her way over to the door and opened it up. Little to her surprise their stood Draco wearing only a pair of dark green silk pajama pants, and a black silk bathrobe.
"Two can play this game huh?" He said, seeing her shocked expression.
"I guess so." She said flatly. "But can you resist temptation?" She asked in a more seductive tone, running her finger down his chiseled chest.
Wow, Quidditch sure has it's benefits. She thought to herself.
He just looked at her before moving in closer. He knew that he couldn't resist her. There was something about her that made him want her. Something that pulled him closer. He didn't know what it was but he didn't care.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in closer. Their lips were inches apart. He couldn't wait any longer. He embraced her lips with his own sending a wonderful sensation through her body. She felt as if the world was revolving around the two of them. She inched her arms around his neck. She felt his tongue fighting to get in and she very willingly allowed his tongue into her mouth.
They carried on for about fifteen minutes. They pulled away, gasping for air. They each took a few steps back and recalled what had just happened.
"Umm...." Draco started. "Uh...that was interesting."
"Very interesting." Was her response. "If you don't mind I'd like to get to bed now." Hermione said ushering him out.
"Okay, but one last thing before I go." He pulled her in for one more kiss, and then released her. "Good night Hermione."
"Goodnight Draco." Hermione closed the door behind her and plopped herself down on her bed.
Whoa? What just happened here? Did I actually make-out with Mal- I mean Draco? Oh my, he is such a good kisser. The way his lips touched mine. She quietly thought to herself. Before she knew it she had drifted off to sleep while visions of Draco danced in her head.
Draco walked back into his room and closed the door behind him.
Why did I just do that? It felt so right. She is so beautiful. There is something mesmerizing about her. I can't wait till tomorrow when I get to kiss her again. What am I saying she's a Mudblood, and I'm a Malfoy. I must live up to my name. But...my father is in Azkaban right now and can't do anything to stop me. He too fell asleep with visions of Hermione dancing in his head.
A/N: Hey everyone! I know this chapter is really short but I promise the next one will be longer. I hope you like this one though.