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REVIEWERS!! wellHI -- Brannon, I know that Andie is not the most willing snogger in the whole world, but you must understand-she's Catholic! Nothing AGAINST THEM OR ANYTHING! but really, her family is all weirod about that stuff. She will be tho-just be PATIENT B!!!
legolas's-elven-angel -- OMG, you are so sweet! Thank you! I'm really glad you like my story, I have chapter 5 written in my friend's notebook and I'll post it as soon as I can get time to type it up on here. And thanks again for thinking I'm the coolest writer on here-YOU ROCK! :D
Chapter 4
He Smiled
As Ephyra lay in bed thinking, Hermione bounded into the room.
"Ok, tell me now! Tell me tell me tell me!" Hermione bounded onto Ephyra's bed, jolting her out of her nice fantasy. Let's just say these four words: Draco, closet, mad snogging
"Ok, well I was looking around the Great Hall when I say Draco. Oh my God Hermione, there are no words to describe what I felt. I couldn't breathe, my heart went into my throat and it started beating like a drum." Ephyra went glassy-eyed, sighed, and shook herself out of her own head.
"Anyways, Draco was looking around too. And, I mean, you know how I have these, I dunno, feelings about some people?"
"Yeah, and they're usually right."
"Exactly! I had a feeling that Draco was hiding something, something that he didn't want anyone else to know about. And you can always tell what people are feeling and thinking when you look into their eyes." Hermione nodded fervently, wanting Ephyra to just get on with it.
"Then he looked at me." Ephyra go the weirdest look in her eyes Hermione had never seen. "Hermione, I found out the reason for everything. Why he secludes himself from everyone else, why he's always so mysterious, why he never talks, and mostly why he acts like he does."
"You found all that out from just looking in his eyes?" Hermione was dumbfounded.
"His eyes are very expressive, you should take a look sometime." Hermione started to laugh, but then stopped in shocked silence as Ephyra looked at her seriously.
"Well then," Hermione started. "What is the reason for his behavior?"
"Love."
Hermione sat, eyes gaping, jaw slack and hanging dumbly.
"Or his lack thereof. All he needs is love Hermione!"
...
Hermione sat looking the same, still staring absentmindedly into space. Ephyra snapped Hermione's jaw closed.
"Stop gaping, you look like a goldfish."
"Wow." said Hermione. "Well...huh.... I think I'll go to bed now!" And shaking her head, Hermione walked over to her four-poster, changed into her jim-jams, blew out the candle, and crawled underneath the covers.
Ephyra sighed and cuddled into her comforter. Despite the name, the comforter wasn't that comforting. She lay there for a few hours thinking, but it never satisfied her hunger. Her hunger to see him again. She had to do something about it.
Ephyra put on her slippers and class robes and clicked the dorm room door silently behind her. Creeping downt he stairs, jumping the creaky ones, and going past the Fat Lady, she finally walked into the corridor outside of Gryffindor Tower.
She finally arrived at the dungeons. 'What am I doing? I can't just walk into a Slytherin boy's dormitory and watch Draco sleep. Uhh, can you say STALKER?! I don't even know which room is his! Oh well, I'll just walk around the same halls that he has and think about Draco's lovely face, hair, eyes, you name it. Hee hee hee....'
Suddenly, someone grabbed her by the hand as she walked past Professor Snape's room. Ephyra turned around to look up into the solid-looked-like- turned-liquid steely grey eyes of Draco Malfoy (he's a few inches taller than her).
She was so surprised the only word Ephyra could mutter was Draco's name.
"Hello Ephyra." Oh, his voice was like sugar, words slowly melting out of his mouth. He had never said her name before. Never. And when he said it, she shuddered inwardly. A good shudder. Well, it's not like she wasn't already shaking from his hand on hers. "What are you doing here?"
Oh great. Now what was she supposed to do? As if she could tell him that she was walking around the same corridors as he did just to be walking in the same place that he has.
Knowing a lame answer was about to come out of her mouth, she started, "Uhh, I was just..." but she never finished. Draco had wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his lips against hers, soft, yet firm and determined.
He slowly drew her nearer and she kissed him back, running her hands through his soft, blonde hair. Draco took this as a 'Go-For-It.'
'Oh-my-GOD.' Ephyra thought. 'The one and only person I've ever really liked, Draco Malfoy, has his tounge in my mouth.'
She broke the kiss and looked at him. Ephyra dropped back down flat on her feet since she had gone on tip-toe to kiss Draco properly. He ran a finger lightly down her cheek and...and then he smiled.
REVIEWERS!! wellHI -- Brannon, I know that Andie is not the most willing snogger in the whole world, but you must understand-she's Catholic! Nothing AGAINST THEM OR ANYTHING! but really, her family is all weirod about that stuff. She will be tho-just be PATIENT B!!!
legolas's-elven-angel -- OMG, you are so sweet! Thank you! I'm really glad you like my story, I have chapter 5 written in my friend's notebook and I'll post it as soon as I can get time to type it up on here. And thanks again for thinking I'm the coolest writer on here-YOU ROCK! :D
Chapter 4
He Smiled
As Ephyra lay in bed thinking, Hermione bounded into the room.
"Ok, tell me now! Tell me tell me tell me!" Hermione bounded onto Ephyra's bed, jolting her out of her nice fantasy. Let's just say these four words: Draco, closet, mad snogging
"Ok, well I was looking around the Great Hall when I say Draco. Oh my God Hermione, there are no words to describe what I felt. I couldn't breathe, my heart went into my throat and it started beating like a drum." Ephyra went glassy-eyed, sighed, and shook herself out of her own head.
"Anyways, Draco was looking around too. And, I mean, you know how I have these, I dunno, feelings about some people?"
"Yeah, and they're usually right."
"Exactly! I had a feeling that Draco was hiding something, something that he didn't want anyone else to know about. And you can always tell what people are feeling and thinking when you look into their eyes." Hermione nodded fervently, wanting Ephyra to just get on with it.
"Then he looked at me." Ephyra go the weirdest look in her eyes Hermione had never seen. "Hermione, I found out the reason for everything. Why he secludes himself from everyone else, why he's always so mysterious, why he never talks, and mostly why he acts like he does."
"You found all that out from just looking in his eyes?" Hermione was dumbfounded.
"His eyes are very expressive, you should take a look sometime." Hermione started to laugh, but then stopped in shocked silence as Ephyra looked at her seriously.
"Well then," Hermione started. "What is the reason for his behavior?"
"Love."
Hermione sat, eyes gaping, jaw slack and hanging dumbly.
"Or his lack thereof. All he needs is love Hermione!"
...
Hermione sat looking the same, still staring absentmindedly into space. Ephyra snapped Hermione's jaw closed.
"Stop gaping, you look like a goldfish."
"Wow." said Hermione. "Well...huh.... I think I'll go to bed now!" And shaking her head, Hermione walked over to her four-poster, changed into her jim-jams, blew out the candle, and crawled underneath the covers.
Ephyra sighed and cuddled into her comforter. Despite the name, the comforter wasn't that comforting. She lay there for a few hours thinking, but it never satisfied her hunger. Her hunger to see him again. She had to do something about it.
Ephyra put on her slippers and class robes and clicked the dorm room door silently behind her. Creeping downt he stairs, jumping the creaky ones, and going past the Fat Lady, she finally walked into the corridor outside of Gryffindor Tower.
She finally arrived at the dungeons. 'What am I doing? I can't just walk into a Slytherin boy's dormitory and watch Draco sleep. Uhh, can you say STALKER?! I don't even know which room is his! Oh well, I'll just walk around the same halls that he has and think about Draco's lovely face, hair, eyes, you name it. Hee hee hee....'
Suddenly, someone grabbed her by the hand as she walked past Professor Snape's room. Ephyra turned around to look up into the solid-looked-like- turned-liquid steely grey eyes of Draco Malfoy (he's a few inches taller than her).
She was so surprised the only word Ephyra could mutter was Draco's name.
"Hello Ephyra." Oh, his voice was like sugar, words slowly melting out of his mouth. He had never said her name before. Never. And when he said it, she shuddered inwardly. A good shudder. Well, it's not like she wasn't already shaking from his hand on hers. "What are you doing here?"
Oh great. Now what was she supposed to do? As if she could tell him that she was walking around the same corridors as he did just to be walking in the same place that he has.
Knowing a lame answer was about to come out of her mouth, she started, "Uhh, I was just..." but she never finished. Draco had wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his lips against hers, soft, yet firm and determined.
He slowly drew her nearer and she kissed him back, running her hands through his soft, blonde hair. Draco took this as a 'Go-For-It.'
'Oh-my-GOD.' Ephyra thought. 'The one and only person I've ever really liked, Draco Malfoy, has his tounge in my mouth.'
She broke the kiss and looked at him. Ephyra dropped back down flat on her feet since she had gone on tip-toe to kiss Draco properly. He ran a finger lightly down her cheek and...and then he smiled.