Disclaimer: I love Tom Felton... I wished I owned him.. then he could be my sex slave. giggle
NEW Chapter 15:
As Hazel made her way down to the dungeons, where her potions lesion was, her hands started to tremble, causing her books to go flying across the corridors.
A few people stopped and helped her gather her things as others, quickly avoiding her glance, passed by. Hazel could tell already that this wasn't going to be a good day.
When she finally made it down to the dungeons she was two minutes late, so she rushed in the room bursting the doors open. This disturbance caused everyone in the room to look her way and snicker under their breaths.
She quickly stole a glance at Draco who was sitting at his desk in the front of the room, looking as if nothing happened. A slight tinge of pink rose up in her cheeks. Hazel couldn't decide if she was angry, embarrassed, or glad he wasn't making a big deal of this.
Then seeing an empty seat in the back of the room she hastily made her way back, knocking a few people out of the way. When she took a seat, she looked up at the front where Snape was pondering weather to make a witty remark and deduct points or to leave the situation alone... due to the circumstances of last night.
He was putting up quite a sweat about the issue. His already greasy forehead was gleaming and dripping with sweat. A few students were puzzled and whispered questions in their neighbor's ears. Snape was also wondering if she was going to report him for the certain little encounter. He had just gotten so caught up in a memory of Valancy that he lost control of his "Dragon". Finally deciding to leave the situation alone for now, he started teaching the lesson.
The whole lesson Hazel kept on picturing last nights encounter with Snape; him advancing on her, pinning her to the desk, the fiery passion burning in his eyes. She shuddered violently at the mere thought of what could've happened. Then she remembered how Draco was so kind to her... saving her. She felt ashamed for pushing him away. He actually seemed concerned for her.
When the dazed girl snapped back to reality she realized she had been aimlessly staring in Draco's direction. She caught him glance at her but she couldn't read his expression; he turned too quickly.
Then it occurred to her that she still had feelings for this stuck-up-pure- blood Slytherin. And she resented herself for that. She resented meeting him, having him torture her thoughts. She even resented her parents dying, sending her to this place. She was just full of this anger.
Wanting to cool off she got up, causing people in the class to stare at her confused and murmur to their friends. She didn't even care anymore. It wasn't like Snape could do anything to her. She could bust his ass in a split second with the dirt she had on him... and last night. Then she bolted out of the room, just as quickly as she entered it.
Once she was outside of the door she didn't know what to do with herself so she just leaned against the wall and slid down so she was sitting with her knees pulled up to her chest.
Hazel had to do everything in her strength to keep from chucking something at the wall opposite her.
Just as she was dozing off... lost in her own hatred... she heard the dungeon door creak open. Looking up her heart skipped a beat. It was none other than Malfoy.
"What do you want?" she snapped at him trying to hide her obvious nervousness.
"Look, I'm sorry ok?" he apologized, hating every minute of it, but meaning it.
He bent down in front of her and took her chin in his hand bringing their faces closer until they could feel each others breath, hot on their lips. Hazel's heart was racing so fast and beating so hard that she was sure Draco could hear it. She looking into his eyes and saw hurt, pain, anger, wanting and something she'd never seen there before. She could've sworn it was love. But before she finished that thought she felt something soft on her lips. She closed her eyes taking in the moment. Then suddenly, something ached in her chest. It ached so bad she wanted to break down and cry. She just wrapped her arms around him and brought him closer to her.
Their lips stayed there, holding each other in their pink tender embraces. Then wanting more, Hazel opened her mouth inviting Draco's hungry tongue. They stayed like this for awhile; just holding each other and snogging like mad.
Hazel had missed him. All the times he used to tease her, all the times she snapped back with a witty comment. Now things were so different. She felt so lost and alone.
This poor hurt girl wanted Draco so bad it hurt. She wanted to feel safe wrapped in his arms, smelling his hair. She wanted to feel his skin on hers. She wanted everything about him.
Finally taking a break for air, the panting Draco took the hands of the panting Hazel and helped her to her feet. They walked down the corridors hand-in-hand, fingers inter-twined, alone since classes were still in session.
They both knew they were only doing this because they were alone, and no- one could see. It was an unspoken agreement that no-one could know about them.
Suddenly classes were over and students started pouring out of the classrooms surrounding Hazel and Draco.....
/o/o/o/o
MWAHAHAHA!!!!! Yes another cliffe but at least this chapter was longer. I wrote it over vacation. Well.. REVIEW!!! It's almost over. Hehehe; then on with the next story.
NEW Chapter 15:
As Hazel made her way down to the dungeons, where her potions lesion was, her hands started to tremble, causing her books to go flying across the corridors.
A few people stopped and helped her gather her things as others, quickly avoiding her glance, passed by. Hazel could tell already that this wasn't going to be a good day.
When she finally made it down to the dungeons she was two minutes late, so she rushed in the room bursting the doors open. This disturbance caused everyone in the room to look her way and snicker under their breaths.
She quickly stole a glance at Draco who was sitting at his desk in the front of the room, looking as if nothing happened. A slight tinge of pink rose up in her cheeks. Hazel couldn't decide if she was angry, embarrassed, or glad he wasn't making a big deal of this.
Then seeing an empty seat in the back of the room she hastily made her way back, knocking a few people out of the way. When she took a seat, she looked up at the front where Snape was pondering weather to make a witty remark and deduct points or to leave the situation alone... due to the circumstances of last night.
He was putting up quite a sweat about the issue. His already greasy forehead was gleaming and dripping with sweat. A few students were puzzled and whispered questions in their neighbor's ears. Snape was also wondering if she was going to report him for the certain little encounter. He had just gotten so caught up in a memory of Valancy that he lost control of his "Dragon". Finally deciding to leave the situation alone for now, he started teaching the lesson.
The whole lesson Hazel kept on picturing last nights encounter with Snape; him advancing on her, pinning her to the desk, the fiery passion burning in his eyes. She shuddered violently at the mere thought of what could've happened. Then she remembered how Draco was so kind to her... saving her. She felt ashamed for pushing him away. He actually seemed concerned for her.
When the dazed girl snapped back to reality she realized she had been aimlessly staring in Draco's direction. She caught him glance at her but she couldn't read his expression; he turned too quickly.
Then it occurred to her that she still had feelings for this stuck-up-pure- blood Slytherin. And she resented herself for that. She resented meeting him, having him torture her thoughts. She even resented her parents dying, sending her to this place. She was just full of this anger.
Wanting to cool off she got up, causing people in the class to stare at her confused and murmur to their friends. She didn't even care anymore. It wasn't like Snape could do anything to her. She could bust his ass in a split second with the dirt she had on him... and last night. Then she bolted out of the room, just as quickly as she entered it.
Once she was outside of the door she didn't know what to do with herself so she just leaned against the wall and slid down so she was sitting with her knees pulled up to her chest.
Hazel had to do everything in her strength to keep from chucking something at the wall opposite her.
Just as she was dozing off... lost in her own hatred... she heard the dungeon door creak open. Looking up her heart skipped a beat. It was none other than Malfoy.
"What do you want?" she snapped at him trying to hide her obvious nervousness.
"Look, I'm sorry ok?" he apologized, hating every minute of it, but meaning it.
He bent down in front of her and took her chin in his hand bringing their faces closer until they could feel each others breath, hot on their lips. Hazel's heart was racing so fast and beating so hard that she was sure Draco could hear it. She looking into his eyes and saw hurt, pain, anger, wanting and something she'd never seen there before. She could've sworn it was love. But before she finished that thought she felt something soft on her lips. She closed her eyes taking in the moment. Then suddenly, something ached in her chest. It ached so bad she wanted to break down and cry. She just wrapped her arms around him and brought him closer to her.
Their lips stayed there, holding each other in their pink tender embraces. Then wanting more, Hazel opened her mouth inviting Draco's hungry tongue. They stayed like this for awhile; just holding each other and snogging like mad.
Hazel had missed him. All the times he used to tease her, all the times she snapped back with a witty comment. Now things were so different. She felt so lost and alone.
This poor hurt girl wanted Draco so bad it hurt. She wanted to feel safe wrapped in his arms, smelling his hair. She wanted to feel his skin on hers. She wanted everything about him.
Finally taking a break for air, the panting Draco took the hands of the panting Hazel and helped her to her feet. They walked down the corridors hand-in-hand, fingers inter-twined, alone since classes were still in session.
They both knew they were only doing this because they were alone, and no- one could see. It was an unspoken agreement that no-one could know about them.
Suddenly classes were over and students started pouring out of the classrooms surrounding Hazel and Draco.....
/o/o/o/o
MWAHAHAHA!!!!! Yes another cliffe but at least this chapter was longer. I wrote it over vacation. Well.. REVIEW!!! It's almost over. Hehehe; then on with the next story.