Chapter 13
That night in the Gryffindor Common room, Harry sat in front of the fire, studying for exams. His thoughts were scattered though, and soon he found his mind wandering from Transfiguration to Hermione.
He looked up at her, sitting a few feet away in the big over-stuffed armchair with her Arithmancy notes spread across her lap. She was wearing some purple lounge robes, that seemed to hug her in all the right places. The front of her robes was fairly low-cut, making Harry's mind drift even further. He tried to concentrate, but was starting to find it impossible. He was trying to think of something to say, when Hermione slammed her textbook shut and started gathering her notes.
"Are you going somewhere?" Harry asked. Hermione frowned at him. 'of course she's going somewhere, stupid, she's putting all her stuff away. you're really thick sometimes, you know that?'
"Just to check on my Potions project," Hermione lied. She put her stuff away and headed for Myrtle's bathroom.
Pansy, was waiting, just like she'd promised.
"I think Harry has a crush on you," Pansy drawled, as Hermione sat down in front of the sink.
"Don't be silly, Pansy. Harry doesn't even know I have boobs," Hermione quipped. Pansy snorted.
"He sure knew in Potions today," Pansy commented. "He loved that piccie of us in the hot tub."
"I'm sure," Hermione rolled her eyes and leaned back so that her hair fell into the sink. "You're sure this is going to turn out okay?"
"Of course it will," Pansy gushed. She was putting highlights in Hermione's hair and adding a chemical straightener. "I'll just need to add some layers or something after it's all done, but you'll be a totally new Hermione for exams tomorrow!"
"Excellent," Hermione decided. She was tired of having mousy brown hair that wouldn't decide between waves and frizz. Pansy swore by the muggle methods of haircare, and Hermione being new to it all decided to take her advice.
* * *
By curfew, Hermione had been transformed for what seemed like the thousandth time that year. Hermione was thrilled with her new look. She had a few blonde highlights, straight hair, and a new cut that was very flattering to her face.
"Hermione Granger, you are gonna break hearts," Pansy teased, shaking her head at her friend as they headed down the halls to their dorms.
"If she says her prayers," Breena choked, turning the corner to walk behind them.
"Glad you could join us, Sunshine," Hermione snapped. Breena smiled sweetly at Hermione.
"I must say it is a vast improvement. But not enough of an improvement that I'm disappointed that summer is only a week and a half away," But Breena's words made no impact on Hermione and Pansy. The two girls were so excited about the upcoming summer that You-Know-Who could have popped out of the wall in front of them and they would have just kept on walking. Breena tossed her long hair and shoved past the girls who were walking incredibly slow just to piss her off. Hermione and Pansy wished eachother luck on their exams the next day and headed in their separate directions.
* * *
Exams went by quickly. Hermione passed all of hers with flying colors, as if there were any doubts. Finally the last day of exams came, and Hermione and Draco stood in front of the class displaying the results of their experiment. They had even made conjectures about why certain spells helped the plants and why certain spells had harmed them or had no effect. Professor Snape was impressed, as was Professor Sprout. Both Professors gave them 100% for their Exam grades.
Hermione sat on her bed in her dorm, all of her belongings packed and ready to leave the next morning. She even had her outfit to wear home from Kings Cross picked out, and it was folded neatly in a travel bag to take on the train with her. Pansy would be coming home with her, and she was nervous about how things would go. Hermione had been nothing but impressed with the Parkinson's house. Pansy wouldn't know what to do at Hermione's house. Hermione tried to put it out of her mind and get some sleep.
Downstairs in the Common Room, Ron and Sorcha were saying their goodbyes. They wouldn't see eachother all summer, and both of them were extremely depressed about it.
Across the school, Pansy too was all packed and excited for the next few weeks. She had never visited anyone who was a muggle, let alone below her, well, stature. Pansy was very excited to learn how Hermione lived.
Draco too was all packed. He wasn't exactly thrilled about the upcoming summer, but the prospect of enjoying most of it without his father, who would be away on business most of the time, was starting to grow on him. He was sitting in the Slytherin Common Room, mulling over the idea of having Malfoy Manor mainly to himself. He had just decided that he rather liked the concept when Breena slid herself into his lap. His heart skipped a beat, even though he'd had almost five months to get over her.
"I've been thinking." She started the conversation. Her piercing blue eyes locking with his momentarily. Draco took a deep breath. She still smelled like he remembered, a thick melody of a scent, that was intoxicating him with every breath he took.
"You were thinking," he repeated, trying to get her to finish her thought. She shrugged.
"It was just a thought, but maybe we were wrong to break up," She said casually. Draco's heart was melting. He had wanted to hear those words so long. He took a deep breath, and tipped his face up to look at her. She turned around to face him, her long black hair falling all around them. He breathed in again, getting dizzy from the smell of whatever it was that made her smell so good. He took her face in his hands and guided it down to his. She kissed him, pushing her tongue between his lips, teasing his mouth.
Draco broke the kiss to look at her. His eyes met with hers again and he knew. He reached down and lifted her skirt as she unfastened his pants, not caring who was in the room with them. She slid onto him, and they quickly fell into a rhythmn. She collapsed across his chest as she climaxed. He slid out from under her after he came, fastening his pants properly. He kissed her long and hard, one last time.
His answer was in her kiss and in her eyes. He could see it all in the way she looked at him, feel it in the way her hand brushed his cheek. He could almost even taste it, as her tongue caressed his own, sending shivers down his spine. Their feelings for eachother were mutual.
"Breena, I think we both know this. I can feel it, so I know you can too. It's gone," Draco said calmly. Breena's eyes went cloudy. "There's nothing there anymore. It would be a mistake for us to try again."
"You're right, Draco." Breena said. She laughed, and stood up, her long hair swinging around behind her. "You're a waste of my time," she said, laughing as she walked away.
"No you're the one wasting my time, Breena," Draco said to himself. "I've got my eye on someone new."
(A/N : No apologies about that last part, so if you're upset, don't bother. Breena's a lot of fun to write, so expect to see some more of her after the summer holiday, but don't worry, It's not Draco she's after this time! This story is nowhere near finished, so stay tuned. *huggles.*)
That night in the Gryffindor Common room, Harry sat in front of the fire, studying for exams. His thoughts were scattered though, and soon he found his mind wandering from Transfiguration to Hermione.
He looked up at her, sitting a few feet away in the big over-stuffed armchair with her Arithmancy notes spread across her lap. She was wearing some purple lounge robes, that seemed to hug her in all the right places. The front of her robes was fairly low-cut, making Harry's mind drift even further. He tried to concentrate, but was starting to find it impossible. He was trying to think of something to say, when Hermione slammed her textbook shut and started gathering her notes.
"Are you going somewhere?" Harry asked. Hermione frowned at him. 'of course she's going somewhere, stupid, she's putting all her stuff away. you're really thick sometimes, you know that?'
"Just to check on my Potions project," Hermione lied. She put her stuff away and headed for Myrtle's bathroom.
Pansy, was waiting, just like she'd promised.
"I think Harry has a crush on you," Pansy drawled, as Hermione sat down in front of the sink.
"Don't be silly, Pansy. Harry doesn't even know I have boobs," Hermione quipped. Pansy snorted.
"He sure knew in Potions today," Pansy commented. "He loved that piccie of us in the hot tub."
"I'm sure," Hermione rolled her eyes and leaned back so that her hair fell into the sink. "You're sure this is going to turn out okay?"
"Of course it will," Pansy gushed. She was putting highlights in Hermione's hair and adding a chemical straightener. "I'll just need to add some layers or something after it's all done, but you'll be a totally new Hermione for exams tomorrow!"
"Excellent," Hermione decided. She was tired of having mousy brown hair that wouldn't decide between waves and frizz. Pansy swore by the muggle methods of haircare, and Hermione being new to it all decided to take her advice.
* * *
By curfew, Hermione had been transformed for what seemed like the thousandth time that year. Hermione was thrilled with her new look. She had a few blonde highlights, straight hair, and a new cut that was very flattering to her face.
"Hermione Granger, you are gonna break hearts," Pansy teased, shaking her head at her friend as they headed down the halls to their dorms.
"If she says her prayers," Breena choked, turning the corner to walk behind them.
"Glad you could join us, Sunshine," Hermione snapped. Breena smiled sweetly at Hermione.
"I must say it is a vast improvement. But not enough of an improvement that I'm disappointed that summer is only a week and a half away," But Breena's words made no impact on Hermione and Pansy. The two girls were so excited about the upcoming summer that You-Know-Who could have popped out of the wall in front of them and they would have just kept on walking. Breena tossed her long hair and shoved past the girls who were walking incredibly slow just to piss her off. Hermione and Pansy wished eachother luck on their exams the next day and headed in their separate directions.
* * *
Exams went by quickly. Hermione passed all of hers with flying colors, as if there were any doubts. Finally the last day of exams came, and Hermione and Draco stood in front of the class displaying the results of their experiment. They had even made conjectures about why certain spells helped the plants and why certain spells had harmed them or had no effect. Professor Snape was impressed, as was Professor Sprout. Both Professors gave them 100% for their Exam grades.
Hermione sat on her bed in her dorm, all of her belongings packed and ready to leave the next morning. She even had her outfit to wear home from Kings Cross picked out, and it was folded neatly in a travel bag to take on the train with her. Pansy would be coming home with her, and she was nervous about how things would go. Hermione had been nothing but impressed with the Parkinson's house. Pansy wouldn't know what to do at Hermione's house. Hermione tried to put it out of her mind and get some sleep.
Downstairs in the Common Room, Ron and Sorcha were saying their goodbyes. They wouldn't see eachother all summer, and both of them were extremely depressed about it.
Across the school, Pansy too was all packed and excited for the next few weeks. She had never visited anyone who was a muggle, let alone below her, well, stature. Pansy was very excited to learn how Hermione lived.
Draco too was all packed. He wasn't exactly thrilled about the upcoming summer, but the prospect of enjoying most of it without his father, who would be away on business most of the time, was starting to grow on him. He was sitting in the Slytherin Common Room, mulling over the idea of having Malfoy Manor mainly to himself. He had just decided that he rather liked the concept when Breena slid herself into his lap. His heart skipped a beat, even though he'd had almost five months to get over her.
"I've been thinking." She started the conversation. Her piercing blue eyes locking with his momentarily. Draco took a deep breath. She still smelled like he remembered, a thick melody of a scent, that was intoxicating him with every breath he took.
"You were thinking," he repeated, trying to get her to finish her thought. She shrugged.
"It was just a thought, but maybe we were wrong to break up," She said casually. Draco's heart was melting. He had wanted to hear those words so long. He took a deep breath, and tipped his face up to look at her. She turned around to face him, her long black hair falling all around them. He breathed in again, getting dizzy from the smell of whatever it was that made her smell so good. He took her face in his hands and guided it down to his. She kissed him, pushing her tongue between his lips, teasing his mouth.
Draco broke the kiss to look at her. His eyes met with hers again and he knew. He reached down and lifted her skirt as she unfastened his pants, not caring who was in the room with them. She slid onto him, and they quickly fell into a rhythmn. She collapsed across his chest as she climaxed. He slid out from under her after he came, fastening his pants properly. He kissed her long and hard, one last time.
His answer was in her kiss and in her eyes. He could see it all in the way she looked at him, feel it in the way her hand brushed his cheek. He could almost even taste it, as her tongue caressed his own, sending shivers down his spine. Their feelings for eachother were mutual.
"Breena, I think we both know this. I can feel it, so I know you can too. It's gone," Draco said calmly. Breena's eyes went cloudy. "There's nothing there anymore. It would be a mistake for us to try again."
"You're right, Draco." Breena said. She laughed, and stood up, her long hair swinging around behind her. "You're a waste of my time," she said, laughing as she walked away.
"No you're the one wasting my time, Breena," Draco said to himself. "I've got my eye on someone new."
(A/N : No apologies about that last part, so if you're upset, don't bother. Breena's a lot of fun to write, so expect to see some more of her after the summer holiday, but don't worry, It's not Draco she's after this time! This story is nowhere near finished, so stay tuned. *huggles.*)