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Author's Note: Sorry I didn't get this chapter up sooner. I am stuck. I have one definite thing that I want to happen, but I want it to happen in a few more chapters. Hope this chapter turns out good crosses fingers. On Ward!
Chapter 11:
Day passed, though neither teens new how many. Their meals seemed like days. When they woke up from their sleep it felt like they had slept for a day. The time between breakfast and lunch felt like two days; the time between lunch and dinner felt like three days; and it then went back to the beginning.
Hermione spent most of her days day dreaming. She wondered, like always, what was going on at school. She wondered how Ron and Harry were doing; if they missed her a lot. She wondered how the search for her and Draco was going. And last but not least, she wondered what school work she was missing. She also wondered why that one rock, the same one with the bump in the middle, always shimmered. But recently she found herself thinking of the one person she didn't want to; Malfoy. like you didn't see that one coming True she constantly thought of how her plan was slowly going the way she like it. How he was actually buying what she was saying. And how he wasn't really all that bad (this, of course, I what concerned her). He was slowly, very slowly but surely, beginning to hold true to the being civil thing.
"Hey Mu-Granger." Malfoy interrupted her thoughts.
"What," She replied, rather coldly. "Sorry."
"What ever," How she hated that. "I was just wondering what you were smiling at." He said returning his attention to the wood he was carving. "Is it a boy? Perhaps, Potter or Weasel?"
"No, I am not thinking of boy."
He smirked at her, "Sure" he drawled. Hermione only scowled. Malfoy's next comment caught her off guard. "Lucky him." And there was no hint of sarcasm in his voice.
I It was that! Right there, he was being nice and complementing her at times. But he was a Malfoy and-. Then a thought it her. HE IS A MALFOY. She wondered why she didn't see this coming. He was planning the same thing as she was. They were pulling the same prank. She could have some fun with this, she might even be able to get him to admit is prank first. This was indeed going to be easier than she thought.
"You aren't in the Slytherin common room."
"So,"
"Well, some of us would appreciate it if you kept your shirt on."
"Some of us? I only see one of you."
"You know what I mean. So would you please put your shirt back on?"
"Just for you Granger." he smirked. "I wont."
Hermione glared at him. "Fine, don't" She out her face in her pillow and smiled, this was going to be fun.
Dinner turned up. Both Hermione and Draco, sat staring at their plates, contemplating their next moves. Hermione finally decided to do what she had been planning to do; stare at him "in aw"
Malfoy cleared his throat. "And what, might I ask, are you staring at?"
Hermione actually blushed. For she didn't mind staring at Draco.
"I think I will put my shirt on." Hermione only shook her head.
As the plates cleared Hermione couldn't help but ask a question that had been bugging her. "What are you carving? Every time I try to get near you to see what it is you quickly shove it out of the way."
Malfoy stared at her. "I don't want you to know."
"Why not?"
"Because, I just don't want you to. I don't like showing people the things that I carve, to tell the truth, no one has seen anything I have carved." He said putting the now, two-inch square block under his pillow.
"So how long have you been carving?'
"A while, as long as I can remember." He was telling the truth, but he was also using this to his advantage, it was like the icing on the cake in making her believe this prank.
"And you let no one see them? Why not? I bet they are really good."
"Did you just pay me a compliment?"
"Maybe."
He stared at her, "What about you, do you have any talents that no one knows about?"
"Well, I don't know if it is a talent. But I like to write."
"Write?"
"Yes you write, you idiot. You know, stories and such."
"I knew that, my question was rhetorical. So what kind of stuff do you write?"
"Just anything. I make up stories, that have to do with the things Harry, Ron, and I have encountered. I write things that just pop up in my mind basically."
"Does anybody read them?"
Hermione laughed at his remark. "No way."
Malfoy himself began to chuckle, "Who knew, we would be bonding once again?"
"Yes, who knew."
A while later Hermione lay in bed thinking of how she was going to make Malfoy admit what his prank was. She thought for, well she didn't know how long, before she drifted off to sleep smiling. Malfoy watching her the whole time.
Author's Note: Hoped you all like it. I know it wasn't that long, but when my chapters become longer, we will be getting to the end. And I don't want the end to come yet. He, he, he. My updates may become stretched out now. Band camp has started and I have to finish up on school work. Plus next week I have an out of town thing for band, so I am sorry about the updates in advance.
Crystal369: I guess Draco does like Pansy. It might not be a lot, but it is enough.
Rumor Goddess: LoL, how cool is that. VanGuard took the competition I went to. Camp just started for us. jumps in joy I am a drum major, btw. [=)
Well talk I guess I could use that word to you all later!!!!! [=)
Author's Note: Sorry I didn't get this chapter up sooner. I am stuck. I have one definite thing that I want to happen, but I want it to happen in a few more chapters. Hope this chapter turns out good crosses fingers. On Ward!
Chapter 11:
Day passed, though neither teens new how many. Their meals seemed like days. When they woke up from their sleep it felt like they had slept for a day. The time between breakfast and lunch felt like two days; the time between lunch and dinner felt like three days; and it then went back to the beginning.
Hermione spent most of her days day dreaming. She wondered, like always, what was going on at school. She wondered how Ron and Harry were doing; if they missed her a lot. She wondered how the search for her and Draco was going. And last but not least, she wondered what school work she was missing. She also wondered why that one rock, the same one with the bump in the middle, always shimmered. But recently she found herself thinking of the one person she didn't want to; Malfoy. like you didn't see that one coming True she constantly thought of how her plan was slowly going the way she like it. How he was actually buying what she was saying. And how he wasn't really all that bad (this, of course, I what concerned her). He was slowly, very slowly but surely, beginning to hold true to the being civil thing.
"Hey Mu-Granger." Malfoy interrupted her thoughts.
"What," She replied, rather coldly. "Sorry."
"What ever," How she hated that. "I was just wondering what you were smiling at." He said returning his attention to the wood he was carving. "Is it a boy? Perhaps, Potter or Weasel?"
"No, I am not thinking of boy."
He smirked at her, "Sure" he drawled. Hermione only scowled. Malfoy's next comment caught her off guard. "Lucky him." And there was no hint of sarcasm in his voice.
I It was that! Right there, he was being nice and complementing her at times. But he was a Malfoy and-. Then a thought it her. HE IS A MALFOY. She wondered why she didn't see this coming. He was planning the same thing as she was. They were pulling the same prank. She could have some fun with this, she might even be able to get him to admit is prank first. This was indeed going to be easier than she thought.
"You aren't in the Slytherin common room."
"So,"
"Well, some of us would appreciate it if you kept your shirt on."
"Some of us? I only see one of you."
"You know what I mean. So would you please put your shirt back on?"
"Just for you Granger." he smirked. "I wont."
Hermione glared at him. "Fine, don't" She out her face in her pillow and smiled, this was going to be fun.
Dinner turned up. Both Hermione and Draco, sat staring at their plates, contemplating their next moves. Hermione finally decided to do what she had been planning to do; stare at him "in aw"
Malfoy cleared his throat. "And what, might I ask, are you staring at?"
Hermione actually blushed. For she didn't mind staring at Draco.
"I think I will put my shirt on." Hermione only shook her head.
As the plates cleared Hermione couldn't help but ask a question that had been bugging her. "What are you carving? Every time I try to get near you to see what it is you quickly shove it out of the way."
Malfoy stared at her. "I don't want you to know."
"Why not?"
"Because, I just don't want you to. I don't like showing people the things that I carve, to tell the truth, no one has seen anything I have carved." He said putting the now, two-inch square block under his pillow.
"So how long have you been carving?'
"A while, as long as I can remember." He was telling the truth, but he was also using this to his advantage, it was like the icing on the cake in making her believe this prank.
"And you let no one see them? Why not? I bet they are really good."
"Did you just pay me a compliment?"
"Maybe."
He stared at her, "What about you, do you have any talents that no one knows about?"
"Well, I don't know if it is a talent. But I like to write."
"Write?"
"Yes you write, you idiot. You know, stories and such."
"I knew that, my question was rhetorical. So what kind of stuff do you write?"
"Just anything. I make up stories, that have to do with the things Harry, Ron, and I have encountered. I write things that just pop up in my mind basically."
"Does anybody read them?"
Hermione laughed at his remark. "No way."
Malfoy himself began to chuckle, "Who knew, we would be bonding once again?"
"Yes, who knew."
A while later Hermione lay in bed thinking of how she was going to make Malfoy admit what his prank was. She thought for, well she didn't know how long, before she drifted off to sleep smiling. Malfoy watching her the whole time.
Author's Note: Hoped you all like it. I know it wasn't that long, but when my chapters become longer, we will be getting to the end. And I don't want the end to come yet. He, he, he. My updates may become stretched out now. Band camp has started and I have to finish up on school work. Plus next week I have an out of town thing for band, so I am sorry about the updates in advance.
Crystal369: I guess Draco does like Pansy. It might not be a lot, but it is enough.
Rumor Goddess: LoL, how cool is that. VanGuard took the competition I went to. Camp just started for us. jumps in joy I am a drum major, btw. [=)
Well talk I guess I could use that word to you all later!!!!! [=)