Disclaimer: Nope sorry I am most certainly not the Infamous Rowling herself
although I would like to borrow a bit of creativity now and then. Anything
familiar belongs to her :sniff: even Draco.
Ps. (the stars indicate *Hermione's thoughts*)
Hermione was careful not to touch anything as she made her way to the door, object in hand. She snuck out of Dumbledore's office and went down the hall. Hermione made the ever so familiar turn down towards the library and crept to an empty table, grabbing a book on her way. Her heart was pounding as she inwardly scolded herself for resorting to thievery. "Hey 'Mione." Lavender said as she sat down at the table. "Researching for the project already?" Hermione sighed and answered simply. "Well even though it is due at the end of the year, it doesn't mean that I can't get a head start. Anyway it never hurts to be over prepared."
"Sure whatever you say." Lavender replied as she pulled out a copy of Witch Weekly and began to read. *I'd better do it on Halloween night when everyone is at the banquet.* Hermione thought to herself. "Well I better be off then, you know, helping Harry most likely." "Mm hm." Lavender mumbled, looking at a picture of 'Wizard of the Month'. "I feel bad for him, getting stuck with Malfoy of all people." Hermione said and sighed as she got to her feet. "Well Malfoy isn't that bad. I mean honestly have you seen him playing Quidditch?" Lavender giggled as she recalled the last match. "Oh please. This is Malfoy we're talking about after all. He's a stuck up, snobbish, self-centered, little-"
"Yes Granger?" Came a familiar drawl behind her. Hermione inhaled sharply and turned to face the speaker. "Little brat." She finished. "Oh. And here I thought you were going to end it with something clever. But after all, mudbloods really aren't good at anything." He smirked and leaned into her ear, his breath slightly stirring her hair. "Yet I could change that." Her eyes narrowed at this remark and took a step away. Malfoy smiled cruelly at her as he turned to the doorway and left. To her left, Lavender resorted to a fit of uncontrollable giggles. "Oh please keep your knickers on." Hermione snapped and quickly left the library.
(+)(-)(+)At dinner(-)(+)(-)
"I can't believe Trelawney just toppled over like that." Ron said, his eyes twinkling at the memory and his face spread into a wide smile. "I swear, 'Mione, you should of seen it!" Harry snorted into his potatoes as Ron did a reenactment, which only led to more laughter. "What's the matter 'Mione?" Harry asked, stifling his laughter as Ron attempted another reenactment. She was staring off into space obviously not heeding the fact that Ron had just stolen her piece of chicken.
"Hm?" Hermione said as she snapped back to reality. "You okay?" He asked. "Yes, of course. I'm just really tired after today. A lot of research in the library to do tomorrow, so I think I'm going to head off to bed now." Hermione kissed Harry on the cheek and stood up. "Are you sure?" Ron asked in between mouthfuls of food. "Yes. Goodnight." She called out as she left. A figure watched her get up and slowly followed her out of the Great Hall unnoticed.
Hermione turned the corner and nearly screamed as she ran into someone and fell to the floor. "Malfoy!" She gasped and looked up. He held out a hand for her to get up which she took without thinking. "So what are you doing, leaving dinner so early? Friends boring you?" He asked as he pulled her close, not bothering to release her hand. "Malfoy let go of me." Hermione demanded trying to back away. He smiled slightly and pulled her even closer. "But you don't really want me to do you." He said as he started kissing her neck. She gave in for a few seconds, then spoke. "Malfoy I know what you're doing." She said after regaining her composure and pushed him away. "You're just trying to make Harry angry by using me. It won't work because I would never do anything with such a sick piece of garbage." She spat. He looked at her, his silver eyes blazing. "How do you know it's about Potter? He's not the only one that's noticed what a beautiful," He stepped closer, "And enticing girl you have grown to be."
"Maybe other girls fall for that cheap crap but I don't. I'd never betray Harry and especially with you." She said and turned on her heel to head up the stairs. "No girl can deny me Hermione. You'll realize that soon enough."
She shivered and paused looking down at him from the stairwell, his eyes calling to her. He smiled and headed off towards the Great Hall leaving her be.
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Later on that night, Hermione snuggled on her bed pulling the covers tightly around her, thinking about the day's events. She had decided earlier, it was best not to tell Harry about Malfoy, for fear of another fight that might take place and lead to him getting into trouble. *Well what's the harm in doing it sooner?* She thought to herself as she drifted away into sleep. *Tomorrow night will do.* She decided as dreams overtook her consciousness.
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Yeah I'm back at the cauldron making more stories. Review if you want although I know most of you won't but seriously, the little button down there isn't so frightening is it? :o)
Ps. (the stars indicate *Hermione's thoughts*)
Hermione was careful not to touch anything as she made her way to the door, object in hand. She snuck out of Dumbledore's office and went down the hall. Hermione made the ever so familiar turn down towards the library and crept to an empty table, grabbing a book on her way. Her heart was pounding as she inwardly scolded herself for resorting to thievery. "Hey 'Mione." Lavender said as she sat down at the table. "Researching for the project already?" Hermione sighed and answered simply. "Well even though it is due at the end of the year, it doesn't mean that I can't get a head start. Anyway it never hurts to be over prepared."
"Sure whatever you say." Lavender replied as she pulled out a copy of Witch Weekly and began to read. *I'd better do it on Halloween night when everyone is at the banquet.* Hermione thought to herself. "Well I better be off then, you know, helping Harry most likely." "Mm hm." Lavender mumbled, looking at a picture of 'Wizard of the Month'. "I feel bad for him, getting stuck with Malfoy of all people." Hermione said and sighed as she got to her feet. "Well Malfoy isn't that bad. I mean honestly have you seen him playing Quidditch?" Lavender giggled as she recalled the last match. "Oh please. This is Malfoy we're talking about after all. He's a stuck up, snobbish, self-centered, little-"
"Yes Granger?" Came a familiar drawl behind her. Hermione inhaled sharply and turned to face the speaker. "Little brat." She finished. "Oh. And here I thought you were going to end it with something clever. But after all, mudbloods really aren't good at anything." He smirked and leaned into her ear, his breath slightly stirring her hair. "Yet I could change that." Her eyes narrowed at this remark and took a step away. Malfoy smiled cruelly at her as he turned to the doorway and left. To her left, Lavender resorted to a fit of uncontrollable giggles. "Oh please keep your knickers on." Hermione snapped and quickly left the library.
(+)(-)(+)At dinner(-)(+)(-)
"I can't believe Trelawney just toppled over like that." Ron said, his eyes twinkling at the memory and his face spread into a wide smile. "I swear, 'Mione, you should of seen it!" Harry snorted into his potatoes as Ron did a reenactment, which only led to more laughter. "What's the matter 'Mione?" Harry asked, stifling his laughter as Ron attempted another reenactment. She was staring off into space obviously not heeding the fact that Ron had just stolen her piece of chicken.
"Hm?" Hermione said as she snapped back to reality. "You okay?" He asked. "Yes, of course. I'm just really tired after today. A lot of research in the library to do tomorrow, so I think I'm going to head off to bed now." Hermione kissed Harry on the cheek and stood up. "Are you sure?" Ron asked in between mouthfuls of food. "Yes. Goodnight." She called out as she left. A figure watched her get up and slowly followed her out of the Great Hall unnoticed.
Hermione turned the corner and nearly screamed as she ran into someone and fell to the floor. "Malfoy!" She gasped and looked up. He held out a hand for her to get up which she took without thinking. "So what are you doing, leaving dinner so early? Friends boring you?" He asked as he pulled her close, not bothering to release her hand. "Malfoy let go of me." Hermione demanded trying to back away. He smiled slightly and pulled her even closer. "But you don't really want me to do you." He said as he started kissing her neck. She gave in for a few seconds, then spoke. "Malfoy I know what you're doing." She said after regaining her composure and pushed him away. "You're just trying to make Harry angry by using me. It won't work because I would never do anything with such a sick piece of garbage." She spat. He looked at her, his silver eyes blazing. "How do you know it's about Potter? He's not the only one that's noticed what a beautiful," He stepped closer, "And enticing girl you have grown to be."
"Maybe other girls fall for that cheap crap but I don't. I'd never betray Harry and especially with you." She said and turned on her heel to head up the stairs. "No girl can deny me Hermione. You'll realize that soon enough."
She shivered and paused looking down at him from the stairwell, his eyes calling to her. He smiled and headed off towards the Great Hall leaving her be.
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Later on that night, Hermione snuggled on her bed pulling the covers tightly around her, thinking about the day's events. She had decided earlier, it was best not to tell Harry about Malfoy, for fear of another fight that might take place and lead to him getting into trouble. *Well what's the harm in doing it sooner?* She thought to herself as she drifted away into sleep. *Tomorrow night will do.* She decided as dreams overtook her consciousness.
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Yeah I'm back at the cauldron making more stories. Review if you want although I know most of you won't but seriously, the little button down there isn't so frightening is it? :o)