Chapter 9

Lame Guys

            Hermione closed the door behind her. She leaned her back against it, letting her head gently fall back. Her arms dropped down to her sides, the shirt they were keeping up fell down to the floor. She sighed heavily. She had been less than an inch away from Draco's mouth. He had wanted to kiss her. I am getting to him. I need to make a lot more guys like me before I do something with him. I have got to hit him hard with Blaise, though, and I know the perfect moment for it! He will be so hurt! I just need to make sure that I can stand up against Draco and keep my feelings for him on the low until I get back at him at what he did to me. Hermione could still picture the 50 dollar bill laying on the bed by a crying, broken down girl on a strange bed. She had promised herself that she would revenge that, and unlike back then, now she was strong enough to go through with it. Men are just like slaves, you have to use them so they will do anything for you. Sometimes they seem so helpless. I think I really hurt Dean and Justin today. It felt good to get some of the rage that has building up inside of me for so long, out in the open. It felt as if I said to them the things that I had wanted to say to Draco for so long. Yes, she had wanted to say those things to him for what seemed like an eternity, but she had also wanted to do other naughty things with him. How could she like him and want to hurt him so much at the same time?

            Draco was staring at the closed door, leading to Hermione's room. He had wanted to feel her lips against his so much, her body pressed up against his. Oh, man, she's turning out to be a bigger player than I am! I just can't help myself! She is the hottest girl in school, and she is adding up to be someone worth my time, even though she is a mudblood. The other girls are so different, begging on their knees for me to give them the time of day, but she is not like that. She doesn't seem to want me. That was just a tease back there. Hermione Granger would never kiss me, not after what I did to her. I have to admit that it was low, but I was an idiot!  I just enjoyed playing with them, the way they would crawl back to me, telling me there was no point in living after they've had me. A smirk appeared on his face at the thought of that. Draco only did that at an attempt to fill the loneliness inside him. Nobody loved him. He felt the need to sleep with girls, hoping that it would fill the huge hole in his heart. It obviously hadn't worked, and he had obviously messed up with the wrong girl.  Draco turned around and slowly walked back out of the Head dormitories. His legs were shaking under his weight. He couldn't stop thinking about the fact that she had almost kissed him. Oh, what the hell? I am acting like a little schoolgirl! Draco Malfoy doesn't fall for girls! They drool over me! It's all right; I won't let myself slip again.

            Hermione quickly picked her shirt up off the floor and put it on, realizing that it was almost time for double Potions with Slytherin. Oh great! My favorite house and teacher all in the same class! How will I ever contain my enthusiasm? At least there was one positive thing about this…Draco would be there. She would have time to seduce Seamus Finnigan and make Malfoy jealous at the same time. I am so bad! I can't wait until dinner, which was right after Potions. Hermione was a little hungry, due to the lack of lunch, for obvious reasons.

            When she walked into the Potions classroom ten minutes later, she found to her surprise that Dean wasn't taking up his usual seat, next to Seamus. As a matter of fact, he wasn't anywhere in sight. Not thinking much of it, she walked over and took the empty seat by Seamus, saying Hello to Harry and Ron on the way, who were excited about their first Quiddtich practice of the season tonight after dinner.  They chatted animatedly and didn't pay much attention to Hermione.

            Hermione sat down next to Seamus Finnigan and immediately sat up in her chair. Her skirt rode up even higher on her slender thighs. Seamus' eyes widened at the sight of her legs. Works every time! Now that I've got his attention…

            "Hey, Seamus," said Hermione after she turned towards him, flipping her hair in the process.

            "Hi, Hermione," he answered and took a good look at her, "You look great today ." A little blush appeared across his cheeks.

            "I only look good today?" she asked teasingly.

            Hermione noticed Draco walk into the classroom. He looked for a seat and found one a couple rows behind her. He would be sitting with Blaise Zabini, his best friend. Draco walked like a god. It looked like as if he was floating above the floor, rather than walking, with his chin up, and that sexy smirk on his face. He acted as if he owned the place. She could see a couple of girls resting their heads on their hands, looking up at him dreamily, and thinking about the day he would actually talk to them.

            "No, I mean, you always look good," he said with a smile, and placed his hand on her shoulder.

            Is if I didn't know that! Hermione was starting to act like Draco, snobby and thinking that she was too good for everybody. She no longer cared who she hurt, because she didn't see any point in doing anything else.  She forced a smile on her face, he was flattering her of course and said, "Thank you, Seamus," in a purring voice.

            Professor Snape walked into the room, banging the door shut behind him. He walked quickly to the front of the classroom. He had the usual constipated expression across his face, and his eyes, black as the night, were always so cold and unforgiving. They appeared to be hollow, engulfed by his dark circles. It made you wonder what he had done to become this person, what had happened to him to shape him into this mean, uncaring man. He was taller than most the students, standing at 6 feet, and very intimidating. Snape was all dressed in black, as usual. Black robes, black shirt, black pants, black shoes. His hair was even black. Some of the students made jokes about his heart being black. That was quite amusing to most of them, since the only ones he was a little nice to, were from his own house, Slytherin. In his view, the best student with the most potential was Draco Malfoy, which everyone thought was because his father, Lucius Malfoy and Snape were on a first name basis and he was an ex death eater, just like Malfoy. Draco had never let the professor down, unless it was when he was competing with Harry Potter, the Golden Boy. Potter was his archenemy. They had been challenging themselves ever since they first laid eyes upon each other.


            Harry Potter was the most famous guy in the entire wizarding world, you could say. After repeatedly defeating Lord Voldemort, everyone saw him as their hero. Harry was 6'2. He had brown, chestnut hair, which was always messy, despite all his efforts to tame it down. During the years, it had grown to look sexy on him, and it was one of his trademarks, as Draco's blonde, light, almost white, silvery hair. He had a very big and strong body from long hours of training for Quidditch, but didn't flaunt it likeDraco did. Harry Potter was also one of the hottest guys in school, right next to Draco, but he wasn't a player like him. Harry was the kind of guy who actually wanted something out of a relationship and didn't normally do things recklessly when it came to girls. He had to know that he possessed feelings for them. Draco on the other hand was as shallow as a puddle of water, which is as shallow as anyone could get. To Mafloy, getting emotional was sleeping with the same girl more than once.

            Draco Malfoy was the exact opposite of Harry Potter, you could say. They were like the sun and the moon, never agreeing with each other. He was a pureblood, born in a wealthy family. His father, Lucius Malfoy was one of Voldemort's closest followers. He had taught Draco not to have or show any emotions. According to him, they were a sign of weakness. Lucius played a very important part in the shaping of his son's character. He became arrogant and unemotional to some extent just like his father. Draco was the hottest guy in school. Every girl wanted to have him. Actually it was mostly the slutty girls, because of his reputation as a player and a bad boy. On the other hand, most of Harry's admirers were a little more deep than that.

            Hermione liked Draco because he brought out her wild side. She had waited so long for that to happen, for someone to make her feel alive. Being the smartest girl in school was a tough job. She felt lonely and none of the guys she had dated had satisfied her emotionally. She had secretly liked Draco for quite a while, but never had the courage to say it, partly because he would have laughed in her face, and another thing that was standing in her way was Harry Potter. He was one of her best friends, and Draco's greatest enemy. It would have never worked out.

            "Today in class we will be making the Influence potion. If made correctly, it will make a person do whatever you wish them to," began Snape in a monotone voice, drifting Hermione away from her thoughts. "The directions are on the board. All of the ingredients are in the closet. When you have finished, it should be a light red color. Get to work in pairs!" Snape finished commandingly.

            Everyone started looking around for partners. When he saw a couple guys from SLytherin approaching Hermione, Seamus asked her if she wanted to be his partner.

            "Of course," she responded, hugging him.

            "Great! Let's go to work then," he wasn't able to hide his excitement. It almost made Hermione break out in laughter. Guys are so easily excited when they have a pretty girl around, it's almost too easy!

            She spent a couple minutes saying no to the guys that had come up, asking to be her partner. It wasn't bad, what were there only four? Hermione could see the annoyed look on Seamus' face while she was turning all her admirers down. "I'm sorry, I'm working with Seamus today, Maybe next time?" At least she was being nice about it. He liked sweet, caring girls. That made him like her even more. 

            When the guys surrounding Hermione were finally gone, thanks in part to Professor Snape, who came and partnered them up with each other after a couple minutes of them wasting their time around Hermione.

            "I'll set the cauldrons up, and why don't you go and get the ingredients?" she said in a purring voice that made all the guys go whatever she wanted them to. Seamus nodded his head in obedience.  Well, in that case, I don't think I am going to require the use of this Influence potion, am I? Hermione thought and a smirk appeared across her face.

            Hermione looked over to where Draco was sitting down and noticed Crabbe and Goyle looking at her, with their mouths wide open.

            Oh, my God! What freaking losers! She blew them a kiss and waived at them, as they were staring at her in disbelief.

            "Look, she's waiving at me," said Crabbe.

            "No, she's waiving at me, Crabbe," answered Goyle irritated.

            "Are you blind? She so waived at me!"

            "No, she waived and kissed me," said Goyle in a loud voice, as he pushed Crabbe on his chest so he fell on his fat ass.

            Draco was getting annoyed. He was just sitting there, leaning back in his chair with his legs wide open, as if he was the kind of the world. He jumped up from his chair, but only after he had been laughing at them for a couple of minutes. He helpef Crabbe up off the floor and said, "OK, guys, Granger blew a kiss at you, Crabbe, and she waived to you," with his hands resting on their shoulders. For a moment they seemed content with the decision, but a second later…

            "Why don't I get the kiss?" asked the confused Goyle.

            You must be joking me! What fucking idiots!

            "Because…" began Malfoy, before he was so rudely interrupted by Crabbe.

            "The kiss is mine! You can't have it!"

            "I want the kiss!" yelled Goyle.

            "Nope!"

            "Mine!"

"Nope!"

            "Mine!"

            "Nope! Nope! Nope! Nope….."

            "Would you guys shut up, you are embarrassing me. Now just for that, I get the kiss, and the wave!" said the aggravated Malfoy.

            "Can he do that?" asked Goyle with a quizzical expression on his face.

            "He just did." answered the stunned Crabbe. They both felt bad, having lost both the kiss and the wave of the most wanted girl in school.

            I swear I get stupider every time I talk to them. Professor Snape came over and gave both Crabbe and Goyle detentions for disrupting the class.

            What fucking idiots, thought Hermione. She couldn't even laugh. That was so fucking stupid, it was beyond the laughing point.

            Seamus came back, his hands full of the jars and bottles. His expression reminded Hermione of that on a dog that just retrieved the stick its owner had thrown, proud, obedient and excited. "Got them all!"

            "What is he? Her mule?" asked Blaise in surprise. Draco didn't respond.

            As they were making their potion, Seamus found ways to brush himself against her body, when he was reaching for something, or walking, or anything else he could come up with. 

            Seamus Finnigan was 5'10, with smaller muscles than Dean's. He was pretty cute, but had kind of a boy's face. He wasn't handsome like Draco was. He had short, black hair and brown eyes. He didn't carry himself well and was no match for Draco, therefore Hermione wasn't the least bit attracted to him.

            She "accidentally" dropped some of the blue tonic on her shoe. "Oh, no!" she said, placing her hands on her cheeks in shock, "I have ruined my shoes!"

            "Oh, don't worry about that! I'll take care of it!" Seamus was very eager to help. He placed his hands on her thigh and ran them down her leg to her stained shoe. He grabbed a corner of his robes and started rubbing her shoe. He will do anything I tell him to! What a retard! When he was done, he looked up to see her approval. Now, let's humiliate him a bit more…Hermione purred, "Today I kicked my other shoe into the wall by an accident. Could you take care of that for me while you're at it?" she bit her lower lip, and looked at him with a begging expression on her face. 

            "No problem!" he said and eagerly started polishing her other shoe. She likes me!

            He will do anything I tell him! Just like a dog! Now…why doesn't that turn me on? Hermione thought with an annoyed expression on her face and rolled her eyes.

            "Why the hell is Seamus polishing Hermione's shoes?" asked a terrified Ron.

            "What is he? Her freaking slave?" added Harry. She is going to have some explaining to do…

            I have finally met someone dumber than Crabbe and Goyle, thought Draco. "Can you believe what Seamus is doing?" he asked the stunned Blaise.

            "I only know that I'd like to be him right now…he can probably look up her skirt, you think?"

            Draco rolled his eyes and slapped him on the back of his neck.

            "You know what, Seamus?" asked Hermione. He shook his head as he stood up. "You are so sweet to do that!"

            "It was nothing," he said, blushing.

            "No, no, not many guys would have done that for me." Ya right!

            "I am sure that every guy would do anything for you, Hermione."

            She laughed. It was an evil laugh. I already know that, you fool!

            "Really?" she said disbelievingly.

            "Yeah," Seamus nodded his head.

            "What would you do for me?" Hermione purred while running a finger down his arm.

            He shivered. Her touch felt so good. He never wanted her to stop.

            "Anything you want, baby," he answered, taking her hand in his.

            She kissed him on the cheek and said, "I'll get back to you on that," in a seductive voice.

            They continued working on their Influence potion. After adding snake blood, root of wormwood, grasshopper legs and phoenix feathers, the potion was almost complete. Hermione had to use a stopwatch to time how long it had been boiling for, because it took precisely 37 minutes until it would be ready. The potion started out clear, it gradually became yellow, orange, pink to red, going through various shades of the colors as the time went on.

She took a look at other people's potions while she was waiting for the 37 minutes to be up. Neville's had somehow managed to turn a dark shade of blue, which was the exact opposite of what the correct outcome would have been. Neville Longbottom had the tendency to always do everything wrong and was extremely clumsy. He was also in Gryffindor.

            She lost her thoughts when she felt someone place their hand on her lower back. Turning around, she saw Seamus standing there.

            "One minute left," he said, looking into her eyes.

            Their potion was a very dark pink and was starting to turn red. The stopwatch beeped, and Seamus quickly took it off the burner. The potion was perfect. Hermione took a little petrie dish off the table in front of her, neatly labeled in with Seamus' and her name on it, and poured some of their potion into it. She walked over to Snape's desk, passing by Malfoy on the way, looking up at him in a seductive way, casually brushing against his arm. Hermione placed her sample of the Influence potion on Snape's desk, and walked back to her own, where Seamus was waiting.

            The only other potion in the whole class that had come out perfect was Draco's.

            Snape dismissed the class and Hermione stood up out of her seat. Seamus grabbedher hand and said, "Meet me in the trophy room at 8:30?" he wore a hopeful, pleading expression on his face.

            "I can't wait, baby," Hermione lied, then leaned down and kissed him. He was a little surprised by her action, but kissed her back the best he could. She pulled away, leaving him there, craving her taste in his mouth. Hermione turned around and walked out of the room, with Seamus' eyes on her, and his heart in her pocket. 

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