Disclaimer: As I'm sure you already know. I don't own anything. It's all
JKR's. I own nothing
Draco: (Muffled) humph nmm mump ha.
Angelfire1589: I'm sorry. I didn't quiet catch that one. The tape didn't let it get through well. (Smirks evilly.)
Chapter 8: Tickle,... Tickle,... Kiss...
Draco's POV
I sat in my room. Trying to get some of my homework done. But it wasn't working out very well. I kept thinking about what Hermione had said to me. "He knew last time." Were her words, but what had they meant. What had he known? Did he know about my feelings for Hermione? No, Zambini didn't even know about that, and he was my best friend, and surely she wouldn't know about that. So what had she been talking about? Oh hated being this deep in thought over a few little few little words. But I couldn't help it. This was really bothering me.
I wanted to know why my father had acted Hermione. It couldn't have just been a random act. I knew my father too well. He had a reason for everything. I had to find out why he had attacked her, and as soon as possible before he decided to do it again.
2 hours later
Hermione would be becoming back to her room soon, and I wanted to be gone. I'm sure she would want to be alone, but the more I thought about it. The more I thought about how bad and idea that was. So I decided to stay in my room. I heard a bit of noise so I figured she was back. I wanted to go say hi to her, but I figured that she was probably with Ginny, Potter and Weasley. So I decided to stay up in my room.
But within an hour, Hermione was up at my door knocking. "Come in." I said. The door opened and in walked Hermione. "Hi." Was all I could get out. She had on muggle style clothing, and even though she hadn't eaten in two days she looked good in it. She had on a navy blue wife beater, and white skirt. I'm guessing she had changed when she got back. She looked freshly showered and her hair was in a ponytail. Even with the bruise on the side of her cheek she still looked good.
I shook my head suddenly coming to the realization that I was staring at her. I looked at the floor. "You look nice." I mumbled trying to think of something better to say or do.
Hermione's POV
"Thank you." I snickered, at how he made it so obvious that he had been staring at me. I loved it how he looked at the floor in embarrassment whenever he was caught. It made him look very cute. Oh god. I'm thinking like Lavender. I walked over to his bed and sat. He looked over at me in shock. "Don't even think like that. My ribs start to hurt if stand up to long." I said rolling my eyes at his face. Of course the first thought to come to his mind when I sat on his was sex. That was a given. He smiled and said. "What you know as well as I do that I'm a..." I cut him off. "Hoe? Wannabe pimp? Gigolo? Which one take your pick." I smiled as wide as a catfish. He stood up menacingly. Coming over to me step by step. Till he was right over top of me, looking down with an evil smile. " What are you going to do?" I managed be for he started tickling me. I let a shriek of laughter. "Hoe, huh! Wannabe pimp!" he said tickling me on sides. I scrunched into a little ball. "Owwww." I said clutching my sides. " Oww. Ow oww." I said. Draco automatically stopped. "Did I hurt you? Oh, damn I'm really sorry." He said quickly. I looked up. "SIKE!" I yelled jumping on him and tickling him back. "What the!" he yelled. "You sneak!" he laughed, and began tickling me once more. The tickle fight went on for quiet a while. At a point we finally stopped. Sitting on the floor next to each other. Breathing heavily. I always wondered if there was another way I could end up on the floor breathing heavily without having sex. Surely I liked the sex better. But this was fun too. I turned to look at him. He was looking at me as well. Our eyes met. His silverfish gray eyes were usually clouded. Blocking all emotion, but now they were clear. They had something I hadn't seen before. I hadn't taken of how close we were getting, and before I could stop it. (Not like I would have.) Our lips met. It was a gentle and passionate kiss. Something like a rich piece of caramel. We broke apart to look at each other. Worry immediately filled me. I ran from his room straight to mine. Slamming and locking the door behind me. I then turned up the music full blast so I couldn't here Draco's pounding on the door. Even though I felt it. Mainly cause my back was against the door. I wasn't able to look at him right now though. What had just happened was going to cause trouble.
End chapter 8! I wanted to post as soon as possible. I hope you like it. Probably not one of my best chapters. But I tried. So flame if you want. But screw you if you do. Cause no one is perfect from where I come from. More to come soon. Please review.
Draco: (Muffled) humph nmm mump ha.
Angelfire1589: I'm sorry. I didn't quiet catch that one. The tape didn't let it get through well. (Smirks evilly.)
Chapter 8: Tickle,... Tickle,... Kiss...
Draco's POV
I sat in my room. Trying to get some of my homework done. But it wasn't working out very well. I kept thinking about what Hermione had said to me. "He knew last time." Were her words, but what had they meant. What had he known? Did he know about my feelings for Hermione? No, Zambini didn't even know about that, and he was my best friend, and surely she wouldn't know about that. So what had she been talking about? Oh hated being this deep in thought over a few little few little words. But I couldn't help it. This was really bothering me.
I wanted to know why my father had acted Hermione. It couldn't have just been a random act. I knew my father too well. He had a reason for everything. I had to find out why he had attacked her, and as soon as possible before he decided to do it again.
2 hours later
Hermione would be becoming back to her room soon, and I wanted to be gone. I'm sure she would want to be alone, but the more I thought about it. The more I thought about how bad and idea that was. So I decided to stay in my room. I heard a bit of noise so I figured she was back. I wanted to go say hi to her, but I figured that she was probably with Ginny, Potter and Weasley. So I decided to stay up in my room.
But within an hour, Hermione was up at my door knocking. "Come in." I said. The door opened and in walked Hermione. "Hi." Was all I could get out. She had on muggle style clothing, and even though she hadn't eaten in two days she looked good in it. She had on a navy blue wife beater, and white skirt. I'm guessing she had changed when she got back. She looked freshly showered and her hair was in a ponytail. Even with the bruise on the side of her cheek she still looked good.
I shook my head suddenly coming to the realization that I was staring at her. I looked at the floor. "You look nice." I mumbled trying to think of something better to say or do.
Hermione's POV
"Thank you." I snickered, at how he made it so obvious that he had been staring at me. I loved it how he looked at the floor in embarrassment whenever he was caught. It made him look very cute. Oh god. I'm thinking like Lavender. I walked over to his bed and sat. He looked over at me in shock. "Don't even think like that. My ribs start to hurt if stand up to long." I said rolling my eyes at his face. Of course the first thought to come to his mind when I sat on his was sex. That was a given. He smiled and said. "What you know as well as I do that I'm a..." I cut him off. "Hoe? Wannabe pimp? Gigolo? Which one take your pick." I smiled as wide as a catfish. He stood up menacingly. Coming over to me step by step. Till he was right over top of me, looking down with an evil smile. " What are you going to do?" I managed be for he started tickling me. I let a shriek of laughter. "Hoe, huh! Wannabe pimp!" he said tickling me on sides. I scrunched into a little ball. "Owwww." I said clutching my sides. " Oww. Ow oww." I said. Draco automatically stopped. "Did I hurt you? Oh, damn I'm really sorry." He said quickly. I looked up. "SIKE!" I yelled jumping on him and tickling him back. "What the!" he yelled. "You sneak!" he laughed, and began tickling me once more. The tickle fight went on for quiet a while. At a point we finally stopped. Sitting on the floor next to each other. Breathing heavily. I always wondered if there was another way I could end up on the floor breathing heavily without having sex. Surely I liked the sex better. But this was fun too. I turned to look at him. He was looking at me as well. Our eyes met. His silverfish gray eyes were usually clouded. Blocking all emotion, but now they were clear. They had something I hadn't seen before. I hadn't taken of how close we were getting, and before I could stop it. (Not like I would have.) Our lips met. It was a gentle and passionate kiss. Something like a rich piece of caramel. We broke apart to look at each other. Worry immediately filled me. I ran from his room straight to mine. Slamming and locking the door behind me. I then turned up the music full blast so I couldn't here Draco's pounding on the door. Even though I felt it. Mainly cause my back was against the door. I wasn't able to look at him right now though. What had just happened was going to cause trouble.
End chapter 8! I wanted to post as soon as possible. I hope you like it. Probably not one of my best chapters. But I tried. So flame if you want. But screw you if you do. Cause no one is perfect from where I come from. More to come soon. Please review.