A/N: t.y. 4 revs. Long time no write...
Disclaimer: blah blah blah blah. You know the drill
Chapter 6:
With Hermione, was something he never felt, love.
Hermione sat there stunned.
Actually it was a stunned silence.
For that split second long kiss, Hermione's mind went blank. One thing she had never done before.
Draco had left the room not turning back but thinking.
He was thinking about how he just did that without warning.
He didn't even know he did it until he actually did.
Hermione on the other hand was full of confusion.
She wondered why Draco would do such a thing.
Didn't Draco feel disgusted with himself?
Didn't he feel as if he had done the wrong thing?
Hermione knew it was both wrong and right to have kissed him.
It was wrong because she hated him, he hated her and they were both of different blood.
And it was right because of the house unity project Dumbldore wants to accomplish during the school year.
But did it have to be that close?
I mean, Draco and Hermione HATE each other.
They hate each others guts, blood and being.
Hermione thinks that she must've been cursed and so was Malfoy.
Because they both kissed passionately.
What was that about?
So once again Hermione was now left with her thoughts and her self.
And so was Draco.
But to tell you the truth, fate must've been the one to have taken care of this, or maybe just good old cupid at work.
The next day, Hermione was well enough to go back to the dormitories.
She had missed the first period of double potions but was given a note from the hospital wing to excuse her.
She got to class but didn't run, she still felt sore.
When she got there, everybody was working on their potions.
Only some heads turned to look at her, but more of Gryffindors.
Harry and Ron bolted up to ask her what had happened.
She signaled them to sit down because Snape was looking.
She gave Snape the note and returned to her seat without talking to anyone about last night.
She had to shut up about it, since she might blurt out what Draco had done.
She turned around to look at Draco who was working on his potions at the back with his friend Blaise.
He didn't smile nor smirk.
She didn't smile nor turn around to snob him.
They looked at each other in the eye and then turned back to do their work like nothing happened.
That was an awkward moment because they never reacted to each other like that over a big thing that happened last night.
[also...the day was very uneventful.]
Chapter 6:
With Hermione, was something he never felt, love.
Hermione sat there stunned.
Actually it was a stunned silence.
For that split second long kiss, Hermione's mind went blank. One thing she had never done before.
Draco had left the room not turning back but thinking.
He was thinking about how he just did that without warning.
He didn't even know he did it until he actually did.
Hermione on the other hand was full of confusion.
She wondered why Draco would do such a thing.
Didn't Draco feel disgusted with himself?
Didn't he feel as if he had done the wrong thing?
Hermione knew it was both wrong and right to have kissed him.
It was wrong because she hated him, he hated her and they were both of different blood.
And it was right because of the house unity project Dumbldore wants to accomplish during the school year.
But did it have to be that close?
I mean, Draco and Hermione HATE each other.
They hate each others guts, blood and being.
Hermione thinks that she must've been cursed and so was Malfoy.
Because they both kissed passionately.
What was that about?
So once again Hermione was now left with her thoughts and her self.
And so was Draco.
But to tell you the truth, fate must've been the one to have taken care of this, or maybe just good old cupid at work.
The next day, Hermione was well enough to go back to the dormitories.
She had missed the first period of double potions but was given a note from the hospital wing to excuse her.
She got to class but didn't run, she still felt sore.
When she got there, everybody was working on their potions.
Only some heads turned to look at her, but more of Gryffindors.
Harry and Ron bolted up to ask her what had happened.
She signaled them to sit down because Snape was looking.
She gave Snape the note and returned to her seat without talking to anyone about last night.
She had to shut up about it, since she might blurt out what Draco had done.
She turned around to look at Draco who was working on his potions at the back with his friend Blaise.
He didn't smile nor smirk.
She didn't smile nor turn around to snob him.
They looked at each other in the eye and then turned back to do their work like nothing happened.
That was an awkward moment because they never reacted to each other like that over a big thing that happened last night.
[also...the day was very uneventful.]