Leather and Libraries
AN: I seem to have no thoughts at this particular moment..... Except I made another story :) It's sarcastic and just basically taking the mickey out of Mary-Sue's, the result of reading an editorial and being very bored! By the way, I did this chapter about 2 weeks ago so it seems random to me!
elvenrarehunter – Thank you for your compliments! My head keeps getting bigger! Joke. Anyways, sorry about the misleading middle name, I had no idea! I definitely need a beta with all my mistakes!
BlackPearl07 – You've just got to love Ron like that! Well, their relationship has to have some bumps and turns because then it would be a Mary-Sue one! (Throws up) No, I'm not America, I live 10 hours away (I hated those flights!) in a wee town called Cwmbran in a wee country called Wales in a wee nation called United Kingdom! There was something about it on the news channel, but I can't get my head around your sports!
shexyclevayollop – Yeah, that's why I don't like putting him in there much because it's hard to write! If your looking for some proper R rated stuff, then it's not going to be in this story, but maybe a sequel :P Not sure yet though!
Also hugs to sirius-black-4eva, Annie, Tinkbelle, Evilevergreen and Alison2k4 you comments mean sooo much to me!
Disclaimer: You know the drill! I do not have the amazing talents of J.K Rowling so this is about as far as my skill goes!
Chapter 11 – Your Eyes Show Me
Hermione Granger made her way down to the common room, still slightly angry at the boys for immediately jumping to conclusions about her and Harry. I mean, come on, her and Harry Potter! The boy she had been best friends with after defeating a troll and each other saving each others skin.
She snorted and walked down the stairs, seeing Harry and Ron, who looked like they were arguing. 'Better stop them before it gets nasty,' Hermione thought to herself, laughing slightly.
"You were the one who suggested I slept with her!" Harry shouted.
"It damn well looked like it from where I was standing!" Ron fired back.
"Well check more close –"
What are you two arguing about now?" Hermione whined, standing in the middle of them. She placed both her hands on her hips in a do-not-mess-with-me way, looking up at both the boys.
"He's still bloody going on about this morning!" Harry started, pointing at Ron.
"Oh yeah! Well why don't we talk about you and how you started on me just then!" Ron spat, giving him a disgusted look.
"Shut up both of you! I swear you two are like an old married couple! Tomorrow I'll find you arguing over raincoats!" Hermione shouted, getting fed up of the constant bickering. "Come on, I'm hungry." She walked out with Ron and Harry behind her, still shooting dagger glares at each other.
She did not need her two best friends bickering over something as stupid as this. Sure it had been a mistake, but it was not as if her and Harry was romantically involved!
Hermione was walking quite fast and made it down to the Great Hall quickly. She spotted Ginny and walked over to her, trying to hide her scowl.
"Hi," She said, giving her a smile.
"Hey," Ginny replied, looking up from her omelette.
"How are you?" Hermione said, watching Harry and Ron come in and take a seat directly opposite each other further down.
"Okay, what's up? You've never been one for small talk," Ginny said, her face suddenly becoming concerned.
So Hermione told her everything about last night and this morning, just leaving Draco out of it. Even though Hermione loved Ginny, she did have the tendency to be a ..... big mouth!
"I cannot believe my brother! He is so dim and stupid," Ginny said, stabbing the remains of her breakfast.
"Yeah well the way I put it didn't help either," Hermione confessed, cringing.
"No don't give in. He is totally insensitive and doesn't know when to keep his big mouth shut!"
"Ginny! You're practically saying that me and Harry were..."
"No I'm not. I'm just saying my brother's a git who should look between the lines."
Hermione rolled her eyes and poured some more coffee.
"So, how are you and Malfoy getting along now?" Ginny asked.
That had caught her completely off guard. Hermione tired to stop herself from chocking and maintained an expressionless face.
"It's okay, but he could be more civil," Hermione said, rolling her eyes.
'Yeah, like actually telling me when he's about to come over all hormonal and kiss me," Hermione thought.
"He's a Malfoy, civil is not part of their DNA structure," Ginny said, smirking.
"Yeah I guess your right and shut up!" Hermione smiled before Ginny had the chance to do her 'Weasley and a red head routine'.
"I wasn't going to say anything." She pouted and a little sparkle in her eyes told Hermione she was lying.
"Of course." Hermione leaned across the table and ruffled Ginny's hair, causing it to go frizzy and it seriously her. "Bye!"
Hermione practically ran so Ginny couldn't catch her, only stopping 4 corridors on. She breathed deeply, leaning against the wall and looking around. Only a couple of students were there, all too busy to stop and look.
"Granger!" A voice called, causing Hermione to groan.
'And of course he had to be the one," She though, not believing her luck. She turned around and saw Malfoy walking rather leisurely towards her.
"What do you want?" She said, getting ready to carry on walking.
"I want to discuss our next project and getting a head start on it." He was standing next to her, leaning against the wall with his arm supporting him.
'God he looks lush when he does that – Hermione!' Her brain screamed. 'Stop thinking stuff like this!' She shook her head.
"Okay, how about at the start of dinner in the library?"
"Looking forward to it." He brushed her face with his hand, knowing that this bugged her.
"People can see."
"And that would ruin your reputation how?" He smirked.
"Bye Draco," She said in an amused way. She walked down the corridor, aware that he was following her as she could feel his eyes upon her and the footsteps echoing.
"What do you want?!" Hermione cracked, spinning around.
"I've got Potions with you," He said bluntly, raising his eyebrow.
"Whatever." She carried on walking, choosing to ignore him when he walked along side her.
"I annoy you don't I?" He said.
"Just every minute I see you," She said, not taking her gaze away from the interesting corridor in front of her.
"Good."
Hermione laughed at that remark. "Why is that 'good'?"
"Because it keeps you wanting me," He was now in front of her, walking backwards.
"Oooooh uh huh." She laughed in disbelief and saw the entrance the Professor's Snape's classroom. "As much as I would love to keep this conversation going, I'm going to class."
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Hermione Granger walked back up to Gryffindor Tower, her back now killing after lugging around her books all day. It was not that crowded, as people were going to dinner. She walked up the staircase, dumping her book bag on her bed once inside her dorm room and quickly pulling out a pair of grey, wide leg trousers and a white tank top. She walked into the bathroom and changed hastily, putting her hair into a ponytail and duped her clothes into the wash basket for the house elves to clean. As much as she hated them doing things that she could easily do for herself, she had begun to understand that they loved their jobs, and S.P.E.W was just on hiatus until N.E.W.T.S were over.
Hermione quickly grabbed her small shoulder bag and put some parchment and a quill in there before rushing over to the library. This time, she did not bump into anyone but looked a mess when she actually got there.
She headed off to their usual study place and found him sitting there, reading through a book. Pausing, she studied his features. He looked so concentrated and his eyebrows were furrowed while he constantly pushed a hand through his hair.
"Ah hem," Hermione said, approaching him. Draco looked up and motioned her to sit, getting a piece of used parchment out of his bag.
"Okay, so for this one we have to come up with the properties of a spell we have decided to make. But it cannot be put into practice," He explained.
"That's going to be hard. How can he expect us to get the calculations right if we can't test it out?" Hermione said, slightly confused.
"Ask him that on Wednesday. What spell are we going to make up?"
"One to give us ideas?" They both laughed and looked up. The silence seemed to thicken as they just stared at each other.
Hermione felt a pressure on her leg and looked down to see Draco's pale hand it, surprising her slightly. But yet she covered his with her hand and smiled slightly, relaxing to the moment.
"What do you say to show the person's true feelings? I mean, like when you say a word sparks fly out of their wand and the colour co-ordinates with the feeling," She explained at his confused face.
"Well that could only be used on people with wands and it would have to be out," Draco said, smirking at her blunder.
"Oh yeah. Maybe it doesn't matter about the situation?"
"But it could and that would lose us marks."
"Whatever. I don't see you coming up with any ideas!" She got up and pulled a book out, looking through it with no particular interest.
A second silence filled the atmosphere, but different from the one before.
'You're having a go at him for no particular reason! How pathetic are you?' Hermione thought.
'He deserved it though for ruining my idea.'
'Why are you so stubborn? He's –'
"Hermione?" Draco said, breaking her from the mental argument. "What about that idea?"
"What? You didn't say anything," Hermione said in a confused way.
"Merlin, you get distracted by any little thing!"
"No, it has something to do with coping with you and learning to block it all out."
"It's my looks, they keep distracting you."
"Shut up!" She playfully threw a book at him, but as he stood up it hit him right in the –
"Fucking hell Hermione!" He cursed, trying to keep his voice down as he fell to the floor, clutching his 'private' area.
She let out a giggle and watched him wriggle in pain. "Ummm sorry?"
He tried to give her a dirty look, but failed in vain. "You damn well should be."
"You're such a whiner!"
"I'm not."
"You are."
"Not."
"Are!"
"Just fucking help me up," Draco stated, lifting himself onto one arm.
Hermione went over and, with difficulty, put him on an armchair. She suppressed the need to laugh again by biting her tongue and sat on the floor.
"Any ideas?" She said, looking up.
"How about one that can strangle a certain brown haired girl to death?!" Draco loud-whispered.
"I'll warn Pansy." She gave him a sweet smile. "I'll do it now because I'm going."
Hermione got up and went to her bag, putting it on her shoulder.
"You're just going to leave me in pain?" He put on a puppy dog face.
"Yeah, that's the general idea." She waved him good-bye
"No kiss?"
Hermione looked around, terrified if someone had heard them. "You are unbelievable." She walked over and gave him a quick peck on the lips, blushing slightly.
She walked away, saying over her shoulder, "If the pain doesn't subside I'm sure Blaise'll help you." She quickly dodged a book and walked out of the library with a smile on her lips.
AN: Absolutely disgusting fluff! I can't stand that type of stuff, but thought it was necessary. The next chapter I will prevent having fluff in! Hehehe did anyone notice the film phrases I used? My favourite sort-of God film! Star x