Disclaimer: See previous chapters
A/N: Please forgive me if it is random… pain killers can do that…
And I've decided to kind of change the plot. They are no longer being set up professor LaRue. I was going to go with that, but I realized that I hadn't really followed that guide in any of my chapters. The name of the story will probably change from 'Meddling' to something else… eventually…
Chapter Five
What the fuck had just happened? I had just kissed Draco Malfoy! And enjoyed it! A lot!!! And had he apologized for it? I had to be losing my mind.
I sat up on the couch, which I had continued to lay upon for about twenty minutes after Malfoy had fled to his room. My goddess, I was insane!!
What had I been thinking? Kissing Draco fucking Malfoy!! Well really he had kissed me… but I had kissed him back!! Willingly!
What had I been thinking? Well really I hadn't been thinking at all. But that was beside the point. How could I have aloud myself to do such a stupid thing as to kiss Draco Malfoy!
And to think, it all could have been avoided had I not pushed the issue of the second reason for his constant staring. I shouldn't have done it. I should have just let it be. I should have… Oh, lord. What would Harry and Ron say? I had kissed one of Harry's worst enemies. Though I supposed when one stopped to consider it Harry did seem to have quite a lot of "worst enemies." Oh, this was turning into a huge mess.
But then… who was to say that Harry had to know? Or Ron for that matter. For certainly if one were to tell Ron something Harry would end up knowing. I would just keep it under my hat, so to speak. Grand idea, really.
But back to Malfoy. I supposed I should go talk to him about it. Though perhaps I shouldn't. But what on earth had possessed him to kiss me? It made no sense to me at all, and I simply had to find out.
I got up from the couch and stalked up the stairs that Malfoy had so recently fled up. I turned the corner to his dormitory and knocked on the firmly shut door.
"Malfoy?" I inquired through the door.
"What do you want?" came his rather gruff reply from the inside.
"Can I come in?" I asked. There was a rustling on the other side of the door and then it was jerked roughly open.
"What?" He asked sounding completely tortured and looking completely confused. The look on his face would have been comical had I not been feeling equally as confused if not more so.
"What the hell was that?" I asked, managing to sound quite peeved. He straightened up, and the look of confusion on his face was gone.
"It was nothing, mudblood." He said cruelly. "Is there anything else you wanted?"
"Why?" I asked. That seemed to shock him.
"Why what?" he asked.
"Why did you kiss me?" I asked. No, I was asking why muggles decided to land on the moon, I thought sarcastically. Someone deserved the 'Duh' award.
"Well, I" he stammered. I could tell he didn't know what to say. "Because. It was there."
"It was there?" Oh, honestly. I knew he could come up with something better than that.
"Yes." He said. "It was there." Arsehole.
"Alright." I said. He looked pleasantly surprised. "I'm going to pretend I believe that story." His face fell slightly. "But only if you give me back my wand." I finished.
He started to smile. "You didn't promise not to hex me." He said.
"Well why would I when you didn't tell me the rest?"
"Granger…" He warned. Knowing I was going into what Draco had deemed dangerous territory I backed off.
"Okay," I said. "I promise not to hex you." He handed me my wand back. "But I reserve the right to pester you at random times for 'the rest' as it shall now be called." I said. He sighed.
"Fine, Granger."
A/N: I know… short. I'm sorry! Review anyway!
A/N: Please forgive me if it is random… pain killers can do that…
And I've decided to kind of change the plot. They are no longer being set up professor LaRue. I was going to go with that, but I realized that I hadn't really followed that guide in any of my chapters. The name of the story will probably change from 'Meddling' to something else… eventually…
Chapter Five
What the fuck had just happened? I had just kissed Draco Malfoy! And enjoyed it! A lot!!! And had he apologized for it? I had to be losing my mind.
I sat up on the couch, which I had continued to lay upon for about twenty minutes after Malfoy had fled to his room. My goddess, I was insane!!
What had I been thinking? Kissing Draco fucking Malfoy!! Well really he had kissed me… but I had kissed him back!! Willingly!
What had I been thinking? Well really I hadn't been thinking at all. But that was beside the point. How could I have aloud myself to do such a stupid thing as to kiss Draco Malfoy!
And to think, it all could have been avoided had I not pushed the issue of the second reason for his constant staring. I shouldn't have done it. I should have just let it be. I should have… Oh, lord. What would Harry and Ron say? I had kissed one of Harry's worst enemies. Though I supposed when one stopped to consider it Harry did seem to have quite a lot of "worst enemies." Oh, this was turning into a huge mess.
But then… who was to say that Harry had to know? Or Ron for that matter. For certainly if one were to tell Ron something Harry would end up knowing. I would just keep it under my hat, so to speak. Grand idea, really.
But back to Malfoy. I supposed I should go talk to him about it. Though perhaps I shouldn't. But what on earth had possessed him to kiss me? It made no sense to me at all, and I simply had to find out.
I got up from the couch and stalked up the stairs that Malfoy had so recently fled up. I turned the corner to his dormitory and knocked on the firmly shut door.
"Malfoy?" I inquired through the door.
"What do you want?" came his rather gruff reply from the inside.
"Can I come in?" I asked. There was a rustling on the other side of the door and then it was jerked roughly open.
"What?" He asked sounding completely tortured and looking completely confused. The look on his face would have been comical had I not been feeling equally as confused if not more so.
"What the hell was that?" I asked, managing to sound quite peeved. He straightened up, and the look of confusion on his face was gone.
"It was nothing, mudblood." He said cruelly. "Is there anything else you wanted?"
"Why?" I asked. That seemed to shock him.
"Why what?" he asked.
"Why did you kiss me?" I asked. No, I was asking why muggles decided to land on the moon, I thought sarcastically. Someone deserved the 'Duh' award.
"Well, I" he stammered. I could tell he didn't know what to say. "Because. It was there."
"It was there?" Oh, honestly. I knew he could come up with something better than that.
"Yes." He said. "It was there." Arsehole.
"Alright." I said. He looked pleasantly surprised. "I'm going to pretend I believe that story." His face fell slightly. "But only if you give me back my wand." I finished.
He started to smile. "You didn't promise not to hex me." He said.
"Well why would I when you didn't tell me the rest?"
"Granger…" He warned. Knowing I was going into what Draco had deemed dangerous territory I backed off.
"Okay," I said. "I promise not to hex you." He handed me my wand back. "But I reserve the right to pester you at random times for 'the rest' as it shall now be called." I said. He sighed.
"Fine, Granger."
A/N: I know… short. I'm sorry! Review anyway!
