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SMACK
"So what you're telling me is that Wonder Boy has dreams about standing naked in front of a class? What an idiot!"
Hermione elbowed the blond hard in the rib cage knocking most of the wind from his chest.
"Ow! What the hell was that for?"
"If I had known that that was Harry's dream, I wouldn't have given him that potion!"
"Hold up! Wait a minuet!" Draco turned around and grabbed Hermione's shoulders and tried to look her in the eyes. "You're talking about the same kid that is responsible for this whole mess, and YOU feel bad for HIM?"
Hermione sighed, "We are also talking about my BEST friend! Honestly Malfoy, wouldn't you feel bad if you hurt one of your friends?"
Draco's eyes went to the floor.
"Oh," Hermione searched her brain for something to say.
Draco let his hands drop.
"Harry feels bad for what he did anyways, I know he does, and what I did was totally out of line."
Draco snorted, "And for a moment I had been envious of your scheming!"
"Hey! Don't knock MY abilities, at least all my plans work successfully, I don't recall any of yours working, well, ever."
"Hey," Draco walked closer to her, so that she was forced to look up at him, "PLENTY of my plans have worked!"
"Oh really?" Hermione asked playfully jutting her chin out slightly in the process causing her lips to come rather close to Draco's- which was painfully noticeable to the tall boy. "Just which plans exactly?"
Draco's stomach tightened as he was caught by the contradictory desire to grab her and kiss her passionately. Whether it was out of defiance or attraction, he did not know, but the desire held him nonetheless. Fortunately, his thoughts were broken by a small gasp from the girl.
"Oh, my god! Ron!"
The two teens ran down the corridors to the Great Hall where every one was eating lunch at the time. Multiple screams coming from the way the large doors. Pushing through the heavy doors, the two were greeted by a scene of chaos.
Most of the girls and a few of the boys were screaming and running across the hall. There were a few people that were standing up frozen white with terror, and a few other bodies laid unconscious on the floor. The teachers were walking around trying unsuccessfully to maintain a state of calm.
In the center of everything was Ron, shaking, white, and sweating, surrounded by spiders that were crawling out of the food dishes and out of the walls.
"I'm a horrible, horrible person!"
"Can't disagree with you there."
"I just terrified both of my best friends."
"Yup."
"I am a terrible friend!"
"Yes, you are."
"I failed as a person!"
"You sure did."
"Oh shut up!"
Draco found that a pillow had collided with his head. "Oh, would you stop! They will be fine again by tomorrow. Both have faced worse: trolls, Dark Lords, you on a bad hair day..."
Hermione pointed her wand at Draco. "WATCH IT!"
"Hermione," Draco went on in his smooth voice, "All I am saying is that we have bigger things to worry about at the time being."
"Like what?"
"I'm sure you know what tomorrow is."
"Tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow is the first Quidditch match of the season."
"Holy Crap!"
"Exactly! But luckily for you, I have been thinking of such things lately. Now, you can't ride you own broom and riding mine would put me at a disadvantage, so I came up with something else."
Draco held up a small box.
"What is that?"
He smiled. "This is the solution to all our problems."
Hermione gave him a skeptical look.
"Okay, its really simple. All you have to do is go in the box. Then I will put the box in my pocket and everything will be alright."
"Go in the box?"
"Yes."
"That box?"
"Yes."
"Go in... that box?"
"Yes what don't you get about going in the box."
"Well the fact that my hand wouldn't fit in the box is a start!"
"Oh that, that's easy. You just have to let me shrink you."
"Shrink me?"
"Yeah, shrink you."
"Malfoy I wouldn't trust you to carry my books, and you think I would let you shrink me?"
The blond pretended to think for a moment before putting on an innocent expression. "Yes."
"No! Out of the question!"
"What choice do you have?"
Hermione wished she could fight that but knew it was a loosing battle, and that it was in fact a good idea. "FINE!" She yelled.
Draco was just sitting down with a triumphant smile when he noticed a look that he did not particularly like crossing Hermione's face. "What are you doing?"
Hermione walked over to him and put her hands on both sides of his legs leaning low over him so that she was right in his face and said in a low dangerous voice, "Thinking of all the ways I will get you back if anything goes wrong."
Draco smirked. "With that in mind, maybe I'll leave you tiny forever."
"I don't think you'd want to do that."
Draco was finding himself strangely aroused and cursed his body for reacting to something his mind knew he shouldn't. "And why is that?"
"Because if you leave me little, I am pretty sure you will find something else on you that is...little!"
"You wouldn't!"
"Wouldn't I?"
In a wave of impulse, Draco grabbed Hermione and flung her onto the bed. "That wouldn't be very fun for you now would it?"
Hermione reacted in two very contradicting ways she laughed and she slapped him across the face.
"Oww!"
"You deserved it!"
With that, Hermione got up and walked to the bathroom.
Draco began to muse about the new ease that he felt with Hermione; it was a strange and new sensation that he- despite himself- rather enjoyed.
During his musings, Hermione walked out and caught him deep in thought. "Don't strain yourself, I don't wanna have to clean up the mess when your head explodes."
"Blow me!" he replied in a very disinterested and withdrawn manner.
"It's far to easy to choke on small objects."
So she wanted to go there did she?
Hermione saw the look on Draco's face with its dangerous expression. This was not going to be good. His smirk was devilish in a playful way.
"Choke this!" he exclaimed as he pounced on the brunet.
In a whirl of screams and body parts, the two teens fell to the floor. There was a slight struggle where Hermione pushed her way trying to get to the top, but was inevitability pinned beneath Draco's body.
Hermione shoved his chest laughing. "Get off!"
"That sounded really convincing," the boy muttered sarcastically, "I think you like it!"
Hermione's face all at once took on a different look, a strange one that made Draco curious and nervous, and allowed Hermione to push him over slowly onto his back. "You know," she began in a voice that Draco was far huskier than the last thing she said, "I think you might be right."
Draco swallowed hard; he was now on his back, Hermione's hand firmly but gently pushing on his chest.
"I just might like it," one of her slender legs crept over Draco's rousing body followed by her hips and body as she now sat on top of him straddling him. "In fact," she bent down very close to him very slowly, leaving her lips so they were just above his. "I might like it a lot."
Draco was in the process of wrapping his arms around her slim waist and preparing himself for the kiss he felt was sure to come when Hermione began to laugh suddenly. Confused, Draco looked up at the brunette who was now sitting up but still straddling him. "So the infamous Draco Malfoy can be controlled?"
Realizing her whole seduction bit was naught but a ploy and forgetting their curse in his anger, shoved the girl as hard as he could away from him only to late remembering about their binding.
Draco closed his eyes preparing for the impact, and soon enough, the girl came falling back against him. When they all seemed settled, Draco opened his eyes to see what sort of tangle they had gotten into this time.
It was that same moment that Hermione opened her eyes, which had also been shut in fear of collision. Half a second was all it took for the two teens to realize that their lips were firmly pressed together before they both push against each other in horror trying to get as far away from the other as possible; a course of action that only resulted in many more small collisions.
"Go away!" Hermione shouted in frustration.
"As much as I'd LOVE to, I can't! Remember, those knuckle brain friends of yours switched my potion with one that has me bound to a stupid Mudblood for Merlin only know how long!"
Draco found his words answered by a slap across the face that burned and stung stronger than it ever had before.
Looking down at the floor, from the force of the impact, Draco heard the bathroom door slam. Hermione had managed to free herself of their tangle. Draco's face wasn't the only thing that was hurting.
@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ IM SO SORRY!!!!! I know I haven't updated in a WHILE, like a long WHILE, but I've been busy! So crazy! But it's here and I'm starting the next chapter now, and I have lots of plot stuff ready. Okay here I go.
Thank you guys for reviewing and sticking with me. Sorry for the wait, with work and cheerleading and school (6 AP's!) and college applications I have had hardly any time. Hope you enjoyed it! Love you!
~Atiannala
SMACK
"So what you're telling me is that Wonder Boy has dreams about standing naked in front of a class? What an idiot!"
Hermione elbowed the blond hard in the rib cage knocking most of the wind from his chest.
"Ow! What the hell was that for?"
"If I had known that that was Harry's dream, I wouldn't have given him that potion!"
"Hold up! Wait a minuet!" Draco turned around and grabbed Hermione's shoulders and tried to look her in the eyes. "You're talking about the same kid that is responsible for this whole mess, and YOU feel bad for HIM?"
Hermione sighed, "We are also talking about my BEST friend! Honestly Malfoy, wouldn't you feel bad if you hurt one of your friends?"
Draco's eyes went to the floor.
"Oh," Hermione searched her brain for something to say.
Draco let his hands drop.
"Harry feels bad for what he did anyways, I know he does, and what I did was totally out of line."
Draco snorted, "And for a moment I had been envious of your scheming!"
"Hey! Don't knock MY abilities, at least all my plans work successfully, I don't recall any of yours working, well, ever."
"Hey," Draco walked closer to her, so that she was forced to look up at him, "PLENTY of my plans have worked!"
"Oh really?" Hermione asked playfully jutting her chin out slightly in the process causing her lips to come rather close to Draco's- which was painfully noticeable to the tall boy. "Just which plans exactly?"
Draco's stomach tightened as he was caught by the contradictory desire to grab her and kiss her passionately. Whether it was out of defiance or attraction, he did not know, but the desire held him nonetheless. Fortunately, his thoughts were broken by a small gasp from the girl.
"Oh, my god! Ron!"
The two teens ran down the corridors to the Great Hall where every one was eating lunch at the time. Multiple screams coming from the way the large doors. Pushing through the heavy doors, the two were greeted by a scene of chaos.
Most of the girls and a few of the boys were screaming and running across the hall. There were a few people that were standing up frozen white with terror, and a few other bodies laid unconscious on the floor. The teachers were walking around trying unsuccessfully to maintain a state of calm.
In the center of everything was Ron, shaking, white, and sweating, surrounded by spiders that were crawling out of the food dishes and out of the walls.
"I'm a horrible, horrible person!"
"Can't disagree with you there."
"I just terrified both of my best friends."
"Yup."
"I am a terrible friend!"
"Yes, you are."
"I failed as a person!"
"You sure did."
"Oh shut up!"
Draco found that a pillow had collided with his head. "Oh, would you stop! They will be fine again by tomorrow. Both have faced worse: trolls, Dark Lords, you on a bad hair day..."
Hermione pointed her wand at Draco. "WATCH IT!"
"Hermione," Draco went on in his smooth voice, "All I am saying is that we have bigger things to worry about at the time being."
"Like what?"
"I'm sure you know what tomorrow is."
"Tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow is the first Quidditch match of the season."
"Holy Crap!"
"Exactly! But luckily for you, I have been thinking of such things lately. Now, you can't ride you own broom and riding mine would put me at a disadvantage, so I came up with something else."
Draco held up a small box.
"What is that?"
He smiled. "This is the solution to all our problems."
Hermione gave him a skeptical look.
"Okay, its really simple. All you have to do is go in the box. Then I will put the box in my pocket and everything will be alright."
"Go in the box?"
"Yes."
"That box?"
"Yes."
"Go in... that box?"
"Yes what don't you get about going in the box."
"Well the fact that my hand wouldn't fit in the box is a start!"
"Oh that, that's easy. You just have to let me shrink you."
"Shrink me?"
"Yeah, shrink you."
"Malfoy I wouldn't trust you to carry my books, and you think I would let you shrink me?"
The blond pretended to think for a moment before putting on an innocent expression. "Yes."
"No! Out of the question!"
"What choice do you have?"
Hermione wished she could fight that but knew it was a loosing battle, and that it was in fact a good idea. "FINE!" She yelled.
Draco was just sitting down with a triumphant smile when he noticed a look that he did not particularly like crossing Hermione's face. "What are you doing?"
Hermione walked over to him and put her hands on both sides of his legs leaning low over him so that she was right in his face and said in a low dangerous voice, "Thinking of all the ways I will get you back if anything goes wrong."
Draco smirked. "With that in mind, maybe I'll leave you tiny forever."
"I don't think you'd want to do that."
Draco was finding himself strangely aroused and cursed his body for reacting to something his mind knew he shouldn't. "And why is that?"
"Because if you leave me little, I am pretty sure you will find something else on you that is...little!"
"You wouldn't!"
"Wouldn't I?"
In a wave of impulse, Draco grabbed Hermione and flung her onto the bed. "That wouldn't be very fun for you now would it?"
Hermione reacted in two very contradicting ways she laughed and she slapped him across the face.
"Oww!"
"You deserved it!"
With that, Hermione got up and walked to the bathroom.
Draco began to muse about the new ease that he felt with Hermione; it was a strange and new sensation that he- despite himself- rather enjoyed.
During his musings, Hermione walked out and caught him deep in thought. "Don't strain yourself, I don't wanna have to clean up the mess when your head explodes."
"Blow me!" he replied in a very disinterested and withdrawn manner.
"It's far to easy to choke on small objects."
So she wanted to go there did she?
Hermione saw the look on Draco's face with its dangerous expression. This was not going to be good. His smirk was devilish in a playful way.
"Choke this!" he exclaimed as he pounced on the brunet.
In a whirl of screams and body parts, the two teens fell to the floor. There was a slight struggle where Hermione pushed her way trying to get to the top, but was inevitability pinned beneath Draco's body.
Hermione shoved his chest laughing. "Get off!"
"That sounded really convincing," the boy muttered sarcastically, "I think you like it!"
Hermione's face all at once took on a different look, a strange one that made Draco curious and nervous, and allowed Hermione to push him over slowly onto his back. "You know," she began in a voice that Draco was far huskier than the last thing she said, "I think you might be right."
Draco swallowed hard; he was now on his back, Hermione's hand firmly but gently pushing on his chest.
"I just might like it," one of her slender legs crept over Draco's rousing body followed by her hips and body as she now sat on top of him straddling him. "In fact," she bent down very close to him very slowly, leaving her lips so they were just above his. "I might like it a lot."
Draco was in the process of wrapping his arms around her slim waist and preparing himself for the kiss he felt was sure to come when Hermione began to laugh suddenly. Confused, Draco looked up at the brunette who was now sitting up but still straddling him. "So the infamous Draco Malfoy can be controlled?"
Realizing her whole seduction bit was naught but a ploy and forgetting their curse in his anger, shoved the girl as hard as he could away from him only to late remembering about their binding.
Draco closed his eyes preparing for the impact, and soon enough, the girl came falling back against him. When they all seemed settled, Draco opened his eyes to see what sort of tangle they had gotten into this time.
It was that same moment that Hermione opened her eyes, which had also been shut in fear of collision. Half a second was all it took for the two teens to realize that their lips were firmly pressed together before they both push against each other in horror trying to get as far away from the other as possible; a course of action that only resulted in many more small collisions.
"Go away!" Hermione shouted in frustration.
"As much as I'd LOVE to, I can't! Remember, those knuckle brain friends of yours switched my potion with one that has me bound to a stupid Mudblood for Merlin only know how long!"
Draco found his words answered by a slap across the face that burned and stung stronger than it ever had before.
Looking down at the floor, from the force of the impact, Draco heard the bathroom door slam. Hermione had managed to free herself of their tangle. Draco's face wasn't the only thing that was hurting.
@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ IM SO SORRY!!!!! I know I haven't updated in a WHILE, like a long WHILE, but I've been busy! So crazy! But it's here and I'm starting the next chapter now, and I have lots of plot stuff ready. Okay here I go.
Thank you guys for reviewing and sticking with me. Sorry for the wait, with work and cheerleading and school (6 AP's!) and college applications I have had hardly any time. Hope you enjoyed it! Love you!
~Atiannala