A/N: I'm back from Florida and uploading for you!! (I wrote this late one night in Florida so I hope you appreciate that! Lol! JK) Well, Florida was AWESOME! The lowest it got was like 70! It was 83 degrees at like 9 in the morning! OH! But my face got so burnt! Ouchie! But it was all worth it! I was down there on the 23rd and I bought HARRY POTTER AND THE PRISONER OF AZKABAN down there and I watched it that night and Weds night. I LOVE it so much, even though I already saw it a few times in theaters. I also watched the extra/special feature stuff—all of the inteviews and games! There is a Shrunken Head interview with the Slytherins and ohhhhhhhh does Tom Felton look and sound B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L! I absolutely love him! Oh man! I watched that interview twice just for him. Well, on with the chappies. Sorry for no 'shout-outs' I haven't checked my reviews yet, I'll check em after I upload this! I hope I have lots of nice reviews, I love them and you all so much! I missed you all, your reviews, emails, reading other fanfictions! Oh you have no idea! I hope you enjoy this new chappie! Later!
Chap. 27 Now His
A few days passed, Draco's bones healed quickly. He told people that he broke bones because he fell down the stairs after a tired evening of quidditch practice. Everyone believed him of course, he was Draco Malfoy. The only people who knew the truth were Draco, Hermione and Lucius of course…
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After dinner a week later, Harry, Hermione and a few other Gryffindors were still sitting at their table, talking about the things going on this year.
'Oh my defense project is not going so well…isn't that right, Parvati?' Harry said annoyed.
Parvati smiled and shrugged.
'At least our plant looks good.' She grinned.
She and Lavender laughed as Harry groaned.
'I don't understand. What happened?' Hermione asked.
'What happened? What happened you ask?' Harry stated.
'Umm…yes.' Hermione smirked. 'What happened?'
'Parvati…being who she is…decided that she did not like the color of our plant. I came back to the common room late one night from quidditch and our plant was purple!' Harry cried.
'What? Don't you know that conjuring spells, other than the ones specified in the A Guide to Flangers, will slow the growing process?' Hermione said as a matter-of-factly.
'Yes, Hermione…I knew that. I assumed Parvati did also.' Harry snapped.
'I did know, Harry. I didn't think a little coloring could harm though.' She smiled sweetly.
'Whatever. It doesn't matter anymore. I already took the spell off, but it still slowed down our gnome from growing. Now we are going to get low marks because of your stupid fashion emergency.'
'Oh, bug off, Harry. It's not that big of a deal.' Dean Thomas said.
'Yeah, it's not that big of a deal to you because no matter how my plant turns out, you are still going to get laid in the end.'
Parvati grinned, but not as big as Dean.
Hermione and the others laughed at Harry's misfortune.
'Harry, just explain to Professor Matherson what happened. I'm sure he won't take off points from you personally.' Hermione said, 'Parvati on the other hand…'
'I don't care about Parvati's score any more.' Harry replied.
'Hey!' Parvati cried, 'If I go down, we both go down. It's our project.'
Harry and Parvati continued to argue for awhile longer. The discussion was interrupted by a teacher coming up to their table.
'Hello, Professor McGonagall.' Lavender smiled sweetly.
'Good evening students.' She responded kindly. She then turned to Hermione. 'Miss Granger, a bit of head student business if you will.'
'Oh sure, Professor.' Hermione replied. She then turned to her friends, 'I'll see you guys later. Work calls.'
Everyone nodded and said their goodbyes quickly.
Hermione followed McGonagall to her office. Once they got there Hermione saw a person slouching, with their arms hanging out the sides of a chair at her desk. They were tapping the chair legs impatiently. The person began to hum and sing softly. 'Cauldron bubble, something wicked this way comes…'
Hermione smiled when she recognized the voice of her affair partner.
'Mr. Malfoy, sit up straight.' McGonagall snapped.
The song stopped and Draco sat up lazily, turning to look behind him. Once McGonagall went behind her desk he smiled genuinely at Hermione. She smiled back, with butterflies forming in her stomach.
'I am assuming you are wanting to know why I called this quick meeting.' McGonagall began. 'It is about the upcoming Christmas Yule Ball. Much to my displeasure, Head Master wants Olibover Holly Berries to adorn the lights in the Great Hall that evening, and they are located deep within the Dark Forest.'
'So…what does that have to do with me and Granger?' Malfoy asked restlessly.
'He has requested you two go fetch two pails full of them tomorrow evening.'
'Us? Go into the Dark Forest?' She asked. 'Students are not allowed In there…especially in the evening.'
McGonagall turned her nose up.
'I know, Miss Granger. Did you think I forgot?'
'Umm, no, Professor. I was just restating known facts.' She said, turning a red color.
Draco looked at her and grinned to himself. She really was a know-it-all…
'Well, Miss Granger, you are not a parrot, do not tell me things I am well aware of.'
'Sorry, Professor.' She said sheepishly. 'Now, please go on with why you called this meeting.'
'Yes. Thank you. Well, Head Master wants you two to go in and get two pails full of Olibover Holly Berries. They are a long distance away, further than the distance you two had to venture for your detentions a few years ago.'
Hermione and Draco both gulped. Those were scary times.
'If we are going in the evening of tomorrow, Professor…and it is a ways away…won't we be coming back to Hogwarts very late, and with classes in the morning?' Hermione asked.
'Yes. Head Master has taken this into consideration also. Much to my dismay, he is allowing you both to skip your classes that following day.'
Hermione sighed unhappily. Draco beamed.
'And,' McGonagall continued, 'We don't think it would be safest for two young students to be heading back, through the dark forest at such a late hour.'
'What are you saying, Professor?' Draco asked.
'Once you find the berries, if you follow your instructs correctly, you will also come across a small cabin. You may stay there for the night, but must return to Hogwarts in the morning as soon as possible, no slacking off.'
'Wait, let me get this straight, Professor, you want me, to stay in the same cabin all night as Granger??' Draco asked incredulously, trying to sound snotty, like his old, usual self.
'No. I do not want you to, but Head Master thinks its best, so you will stay in the same cabin as Miss Granger all night. No running off, either of you.' She said sharply.
'Is there no other way, Professor?' Hermione asked.
'No, I'm afraid not. You two shall take leave into the forest at 6 PM, after your last classes and dinner.'
'Yes Professor.' The both said.
'Well, thank you for your time, you are both excused.'
The nodded and got up and left together. Draco muttered mean things to Hermione, all show for McGonagall of course. Hermione muttered prissy things back to him.
When they left McGonagall's office, Draco quickly looked around. Seeing no one, he caught Hermione off guard by grabbing her around her waist and planting his lips firmly on hers. However, she quickly pulled away.
'Draco!' She cried, 'Someone could see!'
'Let them…' He muttered going in for another kiss.
She turned her face away.
'Ouch…rejected…' He said in a mock hurt voice.
'Draco, I'm serious. Someone could be turning the corner any minute.' She replied.
'Fine…if you are so worried about being seen with me…'
'Draco, stop. You know that's not why.' She said sadly.
'I know I know, I'm only trying to make you feel guilty so you'll make me feel better later on tonight.'
'Draco…you are horrible.' She said trying to sound angry.
'And I'm fine with that, as long as I get what I want.'
'And what might that be?'
'Your beautiful-self waiting for me up in our common room in…' He looks at his watch, 'In a few hours.'
Hermione shrugged and skipped off.
'Maybe I'll see you there.' She said in a singsong voice.
She left Draco smirking behind her.
'She'll come.' He smiled to himself.
Draco then left for a quidditch meeting.
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'Fuck Goyle! That is the second time you missed hitting that bludger!' Draco yelled at the quidditch pitch.
'Sorry, Malfoy, I'll try harder honest!'
'You said that the last time you missed! Go to the outside of the pitch and hang from the broom for five minutes.' Draco demanded.
'Alright Malfoy.' Goyle said, obeying quickly.
Draco rolled his eyes and continued with his Slytherin practice.
'Yes! Nice block, Blaise!' Draco said uplifting.
'Thanks fucker.' Blaise grinned.
Draco began zooming around players, in and out of them, strengthening himself, and increasing his speed, agility and quickness.
After another hour or so, Draco ended practice.
Some congratulated him on a good practice, some silently left (Goyle for instance) because they thought practice was too hard.
'So, why such a rough training?' Blaise asked, not regretting it, just curious.
'Was it rough? ' Draco asked carelessly, 'I didn't notice. I'm sorry, I thought we wanted to win our games.'
'Whoa, I wasn't condemning you, I was just curious, man...especially since your fall after a tiring practice late one night…' Blaise said hinting something.
'What? Why should I let one practice slow down the rest of my game?' Draco asked quickly, beginning to walk quicker also.
'Mmk…Where ya goin' fucker? Got a date or something?' Blaise smirked.
'Or something.' Draco snapped. 'I would love to chat endlessly with you, Zabini, but I have to get to my room.'
'Ooh…date with Granger?'
Draco turned to him quickly and raised his eyebrow.
'What the hell would make you think that?' Draco asked sharply.
'Whoa! I was just kidding, fucker!' Blaise smiled, throwing up his hands in surrender. 'I've seen the way you two go at it, now that you broke up…not good company. I was just wondering why you'd want to get to her so fast.'
'Did you ever think that there may be more to my room and my life than Granger, or any woman for that matter?' Draco asked angrily. 'I have a DADA project to check on.'
'Ohhh I see…well have fun doing…homework.' Blaise smirked.
Draco snorted and ran off.
Blaise watched run off in amazement. What was going on with Malfoy?
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Draco ran to the portrait, said the password quickly and ran into his common room. He looked around and smirked happily when he saw Hermione sitting on the couch waiting for him. He looked at her lustfully. She was wearing short, red pajama shorts and a black tank top. She smiled up at him when he entered.
'I knew you'd be waiting for me. Just like I ordered.' He said arrogantly. He threw his quidditch robes onto the door hanger and tossed his broom aside, pretending as if Hermione was not affecting him whatsoever.
'Ordered? Ha!'
'Yes, ordered. I believe my exact words were, "I want your beautiful-self waiting up in my room in a few hours". And look, here you are!' Draco taunted.
'I do not follow orders, especially from foul, loathsome, evil little cockroaches such as yourself!'
'Oh! Hey now! Let's not go back to the past!' Draco cried, subconsciously rubbing his face. Remembering old times of Hermione physically abusing his pure, beautiful face.
'Sorry, about that by the way.' She said. 'I didn't mean it…well, actually I meant the whole face plant and loved it.' She grinned.
'Oh thanks.' He said sarcastically.
She smiled, stood up and glided over to him. He grinned as she slid her arms up his chest, she looked into his eyes seductively, then moved her arms around his neck and proceeded to twist his hair in her fingers.
'Oh, baby, as much I would love to continue with this little adventure, I just got done with practice and I am probably smelly, dirty and sweaty so I should go take a shower.' Draco said reluctantly.
Hermione looked up into his eyes and frowned, adding puppy-dog eyes to her face.
'Oh, Hermione, don't do this to me.' He pleaded.
She slid her arms back down to her side and began to back away from him.
'Fine, go shower.' She said turning away. She then looked back at him. 'But just so you know, I probably will not be awake when you get out.'
Draco groaned. Hermione sauntered off, hips shaking naturally.
Draco ran over to Hermione and whipped her around. He pressed his lips onto hers firmly. His hands searched her body. They moved from her face, to her hair, to her lower back…and further. He rested his hands there, the tips of his fingers reaching the skin just under the end of her shorts.
Hermione had her hands pressed against his firm chest. She groaned into his mouth when she let his tongue enter. This caused him to smile and gently nibble at her lower lip.
Draco moved his hands up, holding her at the small of her back. One hand moved up to her face to hold her cheek, his thumb caressing her jaw line softly. He removed his tongue from her mouth, making the kiss more innocent. He gave her soft kisses on her lips, cheek, and moved to her neck.
'Draco…' She whispered softly, tilting her neck back, giving him entrance.
He began to suck on her neck, and lick in sensitive spots. Hermione quickly grasped his shoulders, to stop her collapsing from her weak knees. Draco thought this little act; one of the best things he'd ever encountered with a girl.
'Oh, Hermione, you're so beautiful…' He moaned, creating a nice red mark on her neck.
She was Now His.
She began to move her hands up to his head, and ran her fingers through his long, blonde hair.
Draco continued to hold her, but pulled away from his kissing.
'I need to shower if you are going to be playing with my hair. You know my hair is my trademark and it's gotta be nice.' He smiled.
She laughed girlishly and nodded.
He began to move away from her, but had her hand in his and wasn't letting go. When he was the furthest he could move, without letting her hand go, he turned and looked at her longingly.
'Come with me.' He offered, looking deeply into her eyes.
She stared back hesitantly. She then looked away, down on the ground, but still holding his hand. She thought for a bit and then looked back up at him. She grinned mischievously, let go of his hand and walked to their bathroom. He stayed in the middle of the common room. Hermione stepped out of the bathroom.
'Well?'
'Well what?' Draco asked.
'Aren't you coming?' She asked.
Draco's eyes lit up and dashed into the bathroom…
