Game of Seduction
PG-13 (for now)
Ryo Angel
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Arouse his curiousity
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Green trees, green grass, green eyes. "Hello Draco…" His melodic voice tugged at the dragon's heartstrings. Green eyes pierced blue ones as the Boy-who-lived walked slowly around Draco Malfoy. A fog rolled in and trapped them in a misty world all their own. Draco dared not move as Harry leaned in from behind and whispered softly into his ear, "Do you feel it?" The tip of his tongue briefly touched the inside of his ears and Draco shivered of want.
Sparkling stars appeared in the sky like diamonds out of black sand. Draco licked his lips as Harry turned him around, "Do you?" Harry asked again, his mouth moving ever closer to Draco's.
"I can…" Draco closed his eyes and he could feel the warm breath of the Gryffindor Prince, could almost taste those lips…
Suddenly the fog vanished and the ground shook, "What the…?"
The shaking wasn't going away. Insistent and paced, it shook everything away… even the powerful Harry Potter was not its match. "No!" Draco felt himself bouncing along and groaned, "No…"
It's pounding on the bed. What the hell? Is it an earthquake? Draco Malfoy opened one eye, then the other and shook his head to clear it of the glassy fog that seems to invade his mind every time he wakes up. "Can it Granger." He sat up and stretched, emitting a loud lion's roar before standing up and looking at her, "Why the hell did you wake me up?" He growled softly, but decided against reprimanding her too harshly, after all, she is friends with the one he loves.
"And a good morning to you too." She said pleasantly.
Draco closed his eyes tightly and opened them up again, his eyes finally focusing on what he was wearing. He eyed her up and down and whistled. "Alluring outfit, Granger." A semi-tight fitting blouse with a mid-thigh plait mini, it showed off her petite body while leaving some to the imagination. "Not too trashy, bit of style." He took in her hair, "Still a bird's nest I see." He noted, watching her face turn beet red. "What do you want?" He asked, shaking his head, still trying to wake up.
She bit her lips and asked quietly and timidly, "I need help." Step one - ask for help if you need it.
Draco threw up his hands and looked towards heaven, "Well praise the lord, the Brain finally asks for help!"
Hermione glowered and her hands itched to throw something at him, but his room was bared of all sharp objects… a little TOO bare for Hermione's tastes. Grimacing, she took in the white walls. So plain…
He turned to her and grinned, catching her off guard, "Hair and make-up?"
Hesitantly, she nodded. Best if it's help from a Slytherin.
Index finger to lower lip, he held his own chin in his hand and looked at her, "Slight curls, mousse." A wave of wand and it was done. "As for make-up... we'll do this the muggle way."
Hermione blinked, "Muggle way?"
"You are a muggle." He sat her down on his chair in front of his large mahogany dresser and pulled out a large cosmetic box from under his bed, "Don't laugh, it's highly fashionable. You think I was born with this skin?"
Hermione bit back the laughter bubbling in, "Magic?" She suggested weakly.
Draco took on the tone and style of an exaggerated and stereotypical homosexual, "Honey, there's no magic that can give you skin as smooth as silk and as white as milk. There's a good girl. Now, let's try a bit of this, a tad of that." He pursed his lips exaggeratedly and tsked, "No laughter now, hon, or we'll ruin your face and that wouldn't be so sexy."
A giggle, then they lasped into a comfortable silence. Now, silence is a strange type of friend. It tiptoes around one and often brings about uncomfortable questions. Sure enough, "Why are you helping me, Draco?" Hermione asked as Draco took hold of her hair.
No mocking tone, no suggestive answer. Silence. Then, surprising even himself, "I don't know." He continued to fuss with her hair, "To tell the truth, I honestly don't know." He laughed quietly to himself.
Hermione frowned. It's true that Draco had changed a lot over the years. Especially with his father gone. "Draco..."
"I'm fine Granger. Just because I'm no longer the arrogant little prick I was back then doesn't mean I've lost my bite and bark." He smiled at her and shrugged, "I think I'm finally becoming my own person again." He finished with what he was doing and sat down on his bed, his eyes forlorn and distant. In short, he looked lost. Hermione did the one thing that she never thought she'd do, hesitating only a minute before walking over to him and gave him a tight hug. Draco was rigid with surprise, then softened up and hugged her back. Briefly. Catching himself, he completely ruined the moment by saying, "My, my, I always knew you had a thing for me, Granger."
Hermione rolled her eyes and slugged him in the arm, "Come on Romeo, we'll be late for breakfast if we keep this up."
Draco grinned and rubbed his arm, "We haven't even gotten started." His eyes twinkle with mischief, "But we can certainly start if tis milady commands." He winked, his arms reached towards her.
She clenched her fists and prepared to slug him again when he threw up his hands in defense. "Truce." If he got her too riled up, he might end up very badly beaten. After all, every one knows that muggles are just barbarians! "So what do you plan to do today to make the Weasel squeal?"
Hermione's eyes softened and she smiled wickedly. "Nothing. Absolutely nothing."
--
Slytherins and Gryffindors alike stared in silence with their mouths opened as Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger walked in. Without fighting. Smiles on their face. A sex god and a nymph. What the hell happened? They parted ways and took their seats. Slowly things returned to normal, but one thought kept running through their minds. Were they 'together'? Whispers floated around them and disregarding them all, Hermione smiled at her two best friends and ate her breakfast, aware of their eyes on her.
"What's going on, 'mione?" Harry asked, seeing how shocked Ron still was.
She shrugged, "Nothing. Just felt like dressing up a bit today, is all."
"A bit?" Ron found his voice and stuttered out, "You look like a bloody s-"
"Ron!" Harry clapped his hand over Ron's mouth, "Don't say anything you'd regret later."
"No Harry, let him speak." Hermione's voice was cold, "Well, Ronald?"
Ron wasn't one to back down, "Jeez Harry, I was just gonna say she looked like a bloody sex goddess."
One side of Hermione's lips drew up, "Well, I'm hardly bloody, am I?" She winked at him.
Ron's mouth flapped like a fish on dry land and Harry saved him once again. "I meant what's going on with you and Malfoy?"
Hermione grew quiet. Malfoy was still a prick outside of their common room, but he did loosen up some inside. Should she tell them about the other side of him? She stole a look at Harry and noticed something that she had never seen before. His eyes were always on Him. Briefly she entertained the idea of setting them up, but then thought better of it. Better to see if the feeling was mutual. Better to see if her thinking was correct. But then again, this was Hermione Granger. Since when was she ever wrong?
Don't answer that.
"Nothing's going on. We're Head boy and Head girl, is it so odd that we show up together?" She asked innocently.
"Yes and no." Harry said slowly. He winced when he heard another loud whisper suggesting that Hermione was carrying Draco's love child. Really! They just walked in together!
"You guys weren't fighting, not bickering or anything of the like. Are you two together?" Ron asked bluntly and flatly.
Hermione raised one perfectly groomed eyebrow, "Wouldn't you like to know." Was her answer as she stood up. "I'll see you guys later." She caught eyes with Draco and nodded as an unspoken arrangement was made. Many wizards and even some witches drooled as she sashayed her way out the dining room.
Hermione was the first to arrive at the library and giggling like mad, she leaned back on a chair in HER corner when the lone dragon arrived.
He shook his head and took a seat, "I still don't know why you waste your time with that Weasel. He's never going to be able to appreciate you." He looked around and cast a silencing spell around them.
"Draco." There was a warning tone in her voice. Hermione wasn't usually a violent person, but something about Draco Malfoy gets her riled up more often than not. "Don't make me hit you. Again." She started giggling again and Draco sighed heavily. "What's wrong, Draco?" She sobered up and leaned forward, "You can tell me."
Silence.
"I'll take a guess and say there's something on your mind... or rather... someONE." She glanced at him, "Starts with an H and ends with a D."
He looked at her curiously. "Why would Hagrid be on my mind?"
She rolled her eyes, "I was talking about Harry!"
Draco considered playing dumb, but then thought better of it. After all, this was his entire purpose of helping her. So she would help him.
"You like him."
Silence.
"And you want to be with him."
Sharp glance, then silence.
"This isn't going to work if it's a one-sided conversation, you know." Hermione got up and was about to leave when Draco spoke up.
"And not if it's an unrequited love."
Ahh... and the plot thickens. With glee, Hermione sat back down and smiled widely at her new best friend, "Well... that's a matter of opinion..."
Arthur's Notes
Wow... 24 hours and I've already gotten 7 reviews! I had fun writing this and with this much encouragement, I think I will definately continue. I really want to do a Truth or Dare chapter, any suggestions for truths? Dares?
anna may - There's going to be Harry and Draco action later. Draco does want to be with Harry, I am a huge fan of them getting together, don't worry. For now, I'm just going to focus on Hermione and Ron, but fear not! The lone dragon shall not be alone for long!
asphyxiation1013 - There's a bit here. Mostly a dream, but I'll try and write some in Ch. 3... meanwhile, review!
Makalani Astral - Thanks for your input! I will definately write more.
Desiree K Troy - Thanks for the pointers. I was working on Notepad when I wrote this up and I didn't have any word processor to do a spell/grammer check, but I do now and I fixed up a bit of it... it's still not the best, but I did add some more details.
Kchan38 - And I wouldn't mind writing more
Emma - I'm glad you like it, but this isn't a Draco/Hermione fic. Those fics are interesting, but as much as I love them, I think this is my second and possibly last HP fic I'll write...
Melissa Van Pelt - Thank-you! I thought Draco was a bit OOC when I wrote this... I'm glad he's not too off the mark.
Keep reading. Keep reviewing.
PG-13 (for now)
Ryo Angel
---
Arouse his curiousity
---
Green trees, green grass, green eyes. "Hello Draco…" His melodic voice tugged at the dragon's heartstrings. Green eyes pierced blue ones as the Boy-who-lived walked slowly around Draco Malfoy. A fog rolled in and trapped them in a misty world all their own. Draco dared not move as Harry leaned in from behind and whispered softly into his ear, "Do you feel it?" The tip of his tongue briefly touched the inside of his ears and Draco shivered of want.
Sparkling stars appeared in the sky like diamonds out of black sand. Draco licked his lips as Harry turned him around, "Do you?" Harry asked again, his mouth moving ever closer to Draco's.
"I can…" Draco closed his eyes and he could feel the warm breath of the Gryffindor Prince, could almost taste those lips…
Suddenly the fog vanished and the ground shook, "What the…?"
The shaking wasn't going away. Insistent and paced, it shook everything away… even the powerful Harry Potter was not its match. "No!" Draco felt himself bouncing along and groaned, "No…"
It's pounding on the bed. What the hell? Is it an earthquake? Draco Malfoy opened one eye, then the other and shook his head to clear it of the glassy fog that seems to invade his mind every time he wakes up. "Can it Granger." He sat up and stretched, emitting a loud lion's roar before standing up and looking at her, "Why the hell did you wake me up?" He growled softly, but decided against reprimanding her too harshly, after all, she is friends with the one he loves.
"And a good morning to you too." She said pleasantly.
Draco closed his eyes tightly and opened them up again, his eyes finally focusing on what he was wearing. He eyed her up and down and whistled. "Alluring outfit, Granger." A semi-tight fitting blouse with a mid-thigh plait mini, it showed off her petite body while leaving some to the imagination. "Not too trashy, bit of style." He took in her hair, "Still a bird's nest I see." He noted, watching her face turn beet red. "What do you want?" He asked, shaking his head, still trying to wake up.
She bit her lips and asked quietly and timidly, "I need help." Step one - ask for help if you need it.
Draco threw up his hands and looked towards heaven, "Well praise the lord, the Brain finally asks for help!"
Hermione glowered and her hands itched to throw something at him, but his room was bared of all sharp objects… a little TOO bare for Hermione's tastes. Grimacing, she took in the white walls. So plain…
He turned to her and grinned, catching her off guard, "Hair and make-up?"
Hesitantly, she nodded. Best if it's help from a Slytherin.
Index finger to lower lip, he held his own chin in his hand and looked at her, "Slight curls, mousse." A wave of wand and it was done. "As for make-up... we'll do this the muggle way."
Hermione blinked, "Muggle way?"
"You are a muggle." He sat her down on his chair in front of his large mahogany dresser and pulled out a large cosmetic box from under his bed, "Don't laugh, it's highly fashionable. You think I was born with this skin?"
Hermione bit back the laughter bubbling in, "Magic?" She suggested weakly.
Draco took on the tone and style of an exaggerated and stereotypical homosexual, "Honey, there's no magic that can give you skin as smooth as silk and as white as milk. There's a good girl. Now, let's try a bit of this, a tad of that." He pursed his lips exaggeratedly and tsked, "No laughter now, hon, or we'll ruin your face and that wouldn't be so sexy."
A giggle, then they lasped into a comfortable silence. Now, silence is a strange type of friend. It tiptoes around one and often brings about uncomfortable questions. Sure enough, "Why are you helping me, Draco?" Hermione asked as Draco took hold of her hair.
No mocking tone, no suggestive answer. Silence. Then, surprising even himself, "I don't know." He continued to fuss with her hair, "To tell the truth, I honestly don't know." He laughed quietly to himself.
Hermione frowned. It's true that Draco had changed a lot over the years. Especially with his father gone. "Draco..."
"I'm fine Granger. Just because I'm no longer the arrogant little prick I was back then doesn't mean I've lost my bite and bark." He smiled at her and shrugged, "I think I'm finally becoming my own person again." He finished with what he was doing and sat down on his bed, his eyes forlorn and distant. In short, he looked lost. Hermione did the one thing that she never thought she'd do, hesitating only a minute before walking over to him and gave him a tight hug. Draco was rigid with surprise, then softened up and hugged her back. Briefly. Catching himself, he completely ruined the moment by saying, "My, my, I always knew you had a thing for me, Granger."
Hermione rolled her eyes and slugged him in the arm, "Come on Romeo, we'll be late for breakfast if we keep this up."
Draco grinned and rubbed his arm, "We haven't even gotten started." His eyes twinkle with mischief, "But we can certainly start if tis milady commands." He winked, his arms reached towards her.
She clenched her fists and prepared to slug him again when he threw up his hands in defense. "Truce." If he got her too riled up, he might end up very badly beaten. After all, every one knows that muggles are just barbarians! "So what do you plan to do today to make the Weasel squeal?"
Hermione's eyes softened and she smiled wickedly. "Nothing. Absolutely nothing."
--
Slytherins and Gryffindors alike stared in silence with their mouths opened as Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger walked in. Without fighting. Smiles on their face. A sex god and a nymph. What the hell happened? They parted ways and took their seats. Slowly things returned to normal, but one thought kept running through their minds. Were they 'together'? Whispers floated around them and disregarding them all, Hermione smiled at her two best friends and ate her breakfast, aware of their eyes on her.
"What's going on, 'mione?" Harry asked, seeing how shocked Ron still was.
She shrugged, "Nothing. Just felt like dressing up a bit today, is all."
"A bit?" Ron found his voice and stuttered out, "You look like a bloody s-"
"Ron!" Harry clapped his hand over Ron's mouth, "Don't say anything you'd regret later."
"No Harry, let him speak." Hermione's voice was cold, "Well, Ronald?"
Ron wasn't one to back down, "Jeez Harry, I was just gonna say she looked like a bloody sex goddess."
One side of Hermione's lips drew up, "Well, I'm hardly bloody, am I?" She winked at him.
Ron's mouth flapped like a fish on dry land and Harry saved him once again. "I meant what's going on with you and Malfoy?"
Hermione grew quiet. Malfoy was still a prick outside of their common room, but he did loosen up some inside. Should she tell them about the other side of him? She stole a look at Harry and noticed something that she had never seen before. His eyes were always on Him. Briefly she entertained the idea of setting them up, but then thought better of it. Better to see if the feeling was mutual. Better to see if her thinking was correct. But then again, this was Hermione Granger. Since when was she ever wrong?
Don't answer that.
"Nothing's going on. We're Head boy and Head girl, is it so odd that we show up together?" She asked innocently.
"Yes and no." Harry said slowly. He winced when he heard another loud whisper suggesting that Hermione was carrying Draco's love child. Really! They just walked in together!
"You guys weren't fighting, not bickering or anything of the like. Are you two together?" Ron asked bluntly and flatly.
Hermione raised one perfectly groomed eyebrow, "Wouldn't you like to know." Was her answer as she stood up. "I'll see you guys later." She caught eyes with Draco and nodded as an unspoken arrangement was made. Many wizards and even some witches drooled as she sashayed her way out the dining room.
Hermione was the first to arrive at the library and giggling like mad, she leaned back on a chair in HER corner when the lone dragon arrived.
He shook his head and took a seat, "I still don't know why you waste your time with that Weasel. He's never going to be able to appreciate you." He looked around and cast a silencing spell around them.
"Draco." There was a warning tone in her voice. Hermione wasn't usually a violent person, but something about Draco Malfoy gets her riled up more often than not. "Don't make me hit you. Again." She started giggling again and Draco sighed heavily. "What's wrong, Draco?" She sobered up and leaned forward, "You can tell me."
Silence.
"I'll take a guess and say there's something on your mind... or rather... someONE." She glanced at him, "Starts with an H and ends with a D."
He looked at her curiously. "Why would Hagrid be on my mind?"
She rolled her eyes, "I was talking about Harry!"
Draco considered playing dumb, but then thought better of it. After all, this was his entire purpose of helping her. So she would help him.
"You like him."
Silence.
"And you want to be with him."
Sharp glance, then silence.
"This isn't going to work if it's a one-sided conversation, you know." Hermione got up and was about to leave when Draco spoke up.
"And not if it's an unrequited love."
Ahh... and the plot thickens. With glee, Hermione sat back down and smiled widely at her new best friend, "Well... that's a matter of opinion..."
Arthur's Notes
Wow... 24 hours and I've already gotten 7 reviews! I had fun writing this and with this much encouragement, I think I will definately continue. I really want to do a Truth or Dare chapter, any suggestions for truths? Dares?
anna may - There's going to be Harry and Draco action later. Draco does want to be with Harry, I am a huge fan of them getting together, don't worry. For now, I'm just going to focus on Hermione and Ron, but fear not! The lone dragon shall not be alone for long!
asphyxiation1013 - There's a bit here. Mostly a dream, but I'll try and write some in Ch. 3... meanwhile, review!
Makalani Astral - Thanks for your input! I will definately write more.
Desiree K Troy - Thanks for the pointers. I was working on Notepad when I wrote this up and I didn't have any word processor to do a spell/grammer check, but I do now and I fixed up a bit of it... it's still not the best, but I did add some more details.
Kchan38 - And I wouldn't mind writing more
Emma - I'm glad you like it, but this isn't a Draco/Hermione fic. Those fics are interesting, but as much as I love them, I think this is my second and possibly last HP fic I'll write...
Melissa Van Pelt - Thank-you! I thought Draco was a bit OOC when I wrote this... I'm glad he's not too off the mark.
Keep reading. Keep reviewing.