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A/N: Thanks for all the lovely reviews in chapter 2. To that I want to thank: wutever, Hufflepuff Student8, hotaru420, Mara, sgt pepper, SkAtEgUrL, aVrl b, Tanith Devika, fulldark, Lady Coia, Angel+Devilme and Syaoronsangel
I started with the rating: PG-13, but I have decided to change the rate to: R. Just in case I write something that doesn't goes under the category PG-13!
This chapter is for all of those lovely people who reviewed my chapters!
Chapter 3 – Meetings and Getting Detentions
She reached the lake and found the spot totally empty. 'Where is he?' She sat down on the bench and waited for him. She felt a cold wind and shivered. She pulled her robe tighter around herself.
She sat like that for what felt like hours, but were only five or ten minutes. She heard some footsteps and got up quickly. She turned around and saw that Malfoy had stopped and was now standing near, by a tree.
She knew he wouldn't walk any closer so she walked over to him. "Finally," she murmured while she walked closer.
"What did you say mudblood?" snarled Malfoy.
"Uh... Oh... I didn't say anything," said Hermione and tried to hold back her fear. 'Why am I so afraid of him?' she thought and looked down.
"Come here!" said Draco in a harsh tone. Hermione walked closer to him. His words were so harsh and she was afraid of what he would do if she didn't obey.
When she was just close enough for him to not reach her, she stopped. She looked up and saw danger and hatred... What was it? It looked like a mix of pity and lust. 'That can't be right,' thought Hermione and blinked.
When she looked at him again, his look was different. Now it was only danger and hatred. 'I must have seen wrong.'
"Why don't you come closer? You know... I don't bite. Well... Yes I do, but not that hard," he said and smirked at her.
Hermione took a small but determined step forward. 'Like hell I'm showing him that I'm afraid of him,' she thought.
He quickly grabbed her wrist and swung her around so her back hit the tree hard. She gave a little cry and immediately regretted it, because his smirked transformed into an evil grin.
"Are you hurt my little mudblood?" He teased and took a step forward. His body were so close that she could feel the heat of it. He dropped her wrist and began to caress her shoulders. He ran his fingers down her arms and when he reached her slightly bruised wrist he slowly ran his fingers up again. His touch was so light but still demanding. Showing her that it was he that had the control.
While his left hand was holding onto her chin so she couldn't move her face, his right hand ducked into his robe pulling out Hermiones wand. She looked at it. It was so close by. If only she could reach it. He saw her looking at it and instantly hid it behind his back.
He bended forward and Hermione couldn't help but notice how close his lips were. She licked her dry lips. 'Oh my God!' was the only thing she could think of. She began to sweat even though the wind was cold.
"Drackie... Darling where are you?" Yelled a voice that Hermione instantly recognized as Pansy Parkinson.
Draco whirled around and, fortunately for Hermione, forgot about her wand behind his back. While he looked for Parkinson, Hermione carefully took her wand.
With her wand in her hand she slowly, with her back still towards the tree, moved. She took one small step and when Draco didn't noticed she took a larger step.
"Drackie... Where are you?" Yelled Parkinson once again.
Draco took a step towards the voice and Hermione took this opportunity and ran as fast as she could towards the castle.
She reached the doors and looked back. He had seen her run. He was chasing her. She opened the doors and ran quickly into the assembly hall. There were no students. She quickly looked at her watch. It was already way past 9 pm.
She ran to the stairs and took two steps at the time. When she reached the top of the first stair she heard the doors being roughly opened. 'This is probably how a mouse feels when it is chased by a cat,' she thought and tried to run faster.
When she finally reached the right floor she ran exhausted down the corridor. His steps were getting closer. She looked back and saw Malfoy about twenty feet behind.
She ran around the corner and – "Bang."
She had run straight into Professor Snape. 'This is just not my day,' she thought and murmured a small "Ouch."
"Miss Granger! Care to explain yourself why you were running down the corridors, when you now it is not allowed to run inside the school?" Asked Professor Snape.
"Well Professor... You see... Ahem... I was doing my potions essay in the library and... you see... I had forgotten a book in my dormitory... No, I mean library, and I really needed that book to finish my essay," she said and thought, 'Yeah right Mione! Like he is going to believe that!'
Malfoy walked slowly around the corner, like he was totally innocent.
"Miss Granger! That will be ten points from Gryffindor for running in the hallways and another ten points for lying to a teacher. You will serve a detention tomorrow after breakfast."
When Hermione started to protest he said in a very raised voice, "And I do not care if it's Sunday! After breakfast in the dungeons, understood?"
Hermione looked at Malfoys irritating smirk and then at Snape before nodding her response.
"Good! Now leave!" Said Snape and turned his attention towards Malfoy.
While Hermione walked down the corridor she could hear Snape asking Malfoy what he was doing up here on seventh floor. But she was too far away to hear what Malfoy answered.
She reached the Fat Lady portrait and said the password. "Bravery." She didn't feel very brave, just slightly stupid. She still had Malfoy and the other two from the 'Golden Trio' to deal with and further more she now had a detention.
A/N: I know it was a rather short chapter comparing to the two firsts. But I hope you liked it anyway. Please review and tell me: What do you think? Should I still continue? What should happen next? Etc. If you have got any ideas please write them in a review. Perhaps I will use one of yours.
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