Ok ok here's the new chapter... I haven't gotten many reviews but that's ok because I'm confident there will be more lol... alrighty...
Chapter 3- "Yahoo 'I.M.' confused...."
Draco frantically pulled Hermione by her wrist up the stairs in desperation... Good Lord He thought to himself I never thought I'd be pulling Mudblood up to my room in such a rage... he laughed inside at his cringeworthy joke...yeah right...good thing...if it were Pansy, we wouldn't be rushing to get on a computer..but we would be rushing to "get our makeout on"... he chuckled as he half walked half ran...
He could tell Hermione was getting tired...
"Why, may I ask are we racing up to your common room?" she panted.
"You'll see when we get there... just shut up and c'mon"...Draco didn't even glance back at her...
She still didn't have the faintest Idea as to why Malfoy needed her help... she also wasn't very exited to be of service to the rudest, and most nausiating boy in the school. But she wasn't about to stoop to his level and deny all hope of whatever it was he was worried about.
When they finally got to the commonroom entrance Draco let go of Hermione. She rubberd her wrist but thought nothing more of it because there was something else to be taken care of and it seemed rather important.
"Pureblood" Draco exclaimed...hermione shuddered at the awesomly hurtful password But then again It's not like i wasn't expecting it she thought. The portrait swung open and Draco once again grabbed Hermione's wrist (Without as much force this time) and led her into the common room.
The two met paths with Goyle on his way to the great hall for supper no doubt. When he saw Draco holding the Wrist of Granger, he almost passed out. "Draco!?... what in bloody hell is that doing in here?!" he pointed a fat finger in hermione's derection.
"oh do shove off you fat loathsome brute" she shot back at him.
Draco was impatient and was becoming annoyed.. "Just forget it Goyle...it's none of your fucking buisness" he glared at goyle which was a sign for him to leave immediatly. he obeyed.
"Now that he's taken care of," Draco led Hermione up the black starcase into his room. It was exactly like hers only green and black as it should be. But Lying on his four poster bed was something Hermione couldn't beleive he had his hands on.
"Is that a laptop?" she asked exitedly. Hermione had one herself and never hesitated to chat with friends back home into late hours of the night.
"No Mudblood it's a fucking ice cream cone...what in bloody hell does it look like???" he said getting more and more impatient...
Hermione glared at him "I don't have to help you, you know.."
"I know" Draco sighed "I'm....Sorry" FUCK he thought this isn't going to be such a walk in the park now is it???.... I'm actually going to have to be nice to Granger. wow...
He decided to move to the bed and open the laptop. As he was doing this he eyed Hermione. She was standing by the doorway, as if afraid to come in. "Well don't just stand there like a bloody buffoon..." he told her "C'mere I need your help with this thing..."
Hermione hesitated but allowed herself to walk over to the bedside anyhow... "what's the problem, Malfoy?" she asked eyeing the new laptop. It's beutiful she thought so sleek and so much smaller than mine.. dammit Malfoy how did you get your hands on this?!?
"So...how did you get your hands on this?" she asked him.
Draco looked up at her "I'm not here to tell you my life story.." He sneered up at her I just wanna know how it works..." he pressed some of the keys curiously. Nothing happened. "Bloody hell..." he yelled "why?!?" he pushed the laptop off his lap and threw his pillow into a corner of the room.
Hermione laughed. "Well for one thing E and K will not get you anywhere on thier own because they're just letters...they're for typing with"
"For what with?" Draco asked. "What in blazes is this 'typing'?"
Hermione could tell this would be a long process.