Damn Girl!
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((Disclaimer: See previous chapters.))
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Summary: There is a new girl at Hogwarts, she's Slytherin, she's beautiful, and she's bad! What else do you expect Draco to do? He can whip away the drool, but its just gunna come back. But what happens when bad becomes pure evil?
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Chapter Three:
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"Um..." I began nervously. Not know what to say. Sure Christina was hott, but I didn't really know her. Two things were bugging me about this question. One was, what will Hermione say if I say 'yes,' and two was, what will she say if I say 'no'? As you can see it is a tricky dilemma.
Hermione noticed that I was thinking about it, I wished she hadn't.
"No... Forgot I asked anything, It's not my place to ask," She said, blushing worse that before.
She began to walk away, muttering something to herself.
I watched her go for a bit, sighing inwardly. Should I tell her that I think she's more beautiful than Christina?
I shook my head vigorously. Did I just say Hermione was beautiful? Again? This better not become a habit.
"Draco?" came a voice from next to me. I realised I had been standing there like an idiot. I looked to see who had spoken. It was Hermione.
"Hermione?" I asked.
"Draco, you um... you have my... my quill," Hermione said, pointing to the quill I had in my hand.
"Oh," I said, handing it over.
"Thanks," Hermione said, looking quite uncomfortable.
"I better go," I said, "It's late. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Draco," She said, suddenly she stood on tip-toes and kissed my cheek, before turning quickly and rushing down the corridor.
I put my hand on the place where Hermione's soft lucious lips had brushed my cheek. There was no doubt about it, I liked Hermione. I mean I've always liked Hermione, I've always cared for her. But maybe I've cared for her more than I thought I did. This was serious.
For one Hermione had just kissed me, when she was dating Potter and for another thing, I had liked it. If she hadn't rushed away maybe I would kissed her back, maybe I would have kissed more places than just her cheek.
Then I thought of Christina, what if she liked me? She was hott, and she was Slytherin. That's something Hermione wasn't, she wasn't a Slytherin. But maybe that's another reason why I liked her.
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I made my way back to Slytherin common room, wishing, for some reason, that I was in Gryffindor, so I could cuddle Hermione by the fireplace.
Putting the thought at the back of my mind I gave the password and entered the common room.
There were a few people just lounging around, others doing homework, but basically no-one was paying attention to anyone else.
I took my usual seat by the fire and gazed into the fire, lost in my own thoughts. All of a sudden a voice echoed in my ear, knowing it wasn't Hermione this time I gritted my teeth, to avoid snapping at the person.
"What?" I asked, turning to the person, then freezing. It was Christina.
"May I take this spot?" She asked, indicating the seat next to me.
"Ya," was all I was able to get out, as she placed her slim figure on the seat, making herself comfortable and crossing one fine leg over the other.
My eyes travelled down her body, from neck to ankle, and back up to her tanned face.
"How vos your meeting?" She asked, her accent giving new feeling to the word was. I fgiured that Pansy had told her about my meeting, she always seemed to know where I was, freaky girl.
"Informative," I answered, trying not to look at her now, all thoughts of Hermione had been vapourised at the sight of this girl. The one word she could discribe Christina in was: Damn!
Christina's hand played over mine, twining through my fingers. She had this sexy smile plastered on her face. She was so hard to resist.
"So?" I said, looking around. "I um... I have something I have to get from my room," I said quickly, knowing it was lame. "I better go."
"Ok," Christina said, standing when I did. "Will you meet me tomorrow for breakfast?" She asked, holding my hand gently.
"Um..." I thought about it. "I suppose I could try."
The moment she let my hand go I dashed for boys' dorms. This was not a good thing. Sure Hermione was more beautiful than Christina, but Christina was, ouch!, Hott.
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I sat quietly at the Slytherin Table the next morning, slowly devouring a bowl of cereal. The book in front of my face had become useful in two ways. One: Christina had sat at the other end of the table with Pansy, and Two: I could use it to look at Hermione, across the room, without anyone noticing.
Hermione was talking to Potter, holding his hand as they both ate breakfast. Potter didn't seem to notice a thing she said, he was more content of his cereal.
Cold bastard, I thought as I scowled at him openly. He doesn't even realise the beauty right under his nose, he simple ignores it. If I had Hermione, I'd be taking notes of everything she said. She was so perfect.
The way she flipped her healthy chestnut-brown hair, and the way her lucious pink lips moved so graciously as she spoke. And her voice, her voice was like a magical string of music. Now that I thought about it, I was head-over-heels in love with Hermione. Should I tell her?
She had kissed me, did she like me?
'If she liked you she wouldn't be with Potter, would she?' said a voice in my head.
'But she kissed you, maybe she's just realised her feeling for you too,' said another voice in my head.
'Now what are the chances of that?' announced the first voice.
'More than you know,' countered the other.
'Draco, man, she's out of your league, and she's Gryffindor,' the first voice told me.
I'd heard enough, I mentally told my brain to shut the fuck up and went back to eating.
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I didn't see Hermione until after dinner, she was sitting in the library, in her usual spot, books piled around her.
Should I sit next to her? I asked myself.
I could feel those two voices coming up inside my head, I quickly walking behind a large bookshelf, before Hermione noticed I was there. I hadn't spoken to her since the kiss, did she not want to talk to me?
I was picking up a text book and flipping through the pages when I heard someone come up behind me.
Be anyone but Hermione, I begged, and was completely let down. "Hi Draco," Hermione said behind me.
I turned to her, accidentally dropping my book in the process. We both knelt to pick it up, our hands touched in the motion. Surprisingly Hermione didn't pull away. She just picked it up and passed it to me, smiling.
Of all the stupid things that happen in muggle movies and in books you hear of the hand-touching-"accident" and it had just happened to me, how could I be so stupid?
"Are you ok?" Hermione asked, I barely heard her as I cursed myself. "Yes," I replied. "Why do you ask?"
"I was just worried. I haven't see you all day."
"Ya, I'v been... other places," I said quickly, feeling confused, as I had thought she had been avoiding me on purpose.
"I thought you were avoiding me, because I..." She trailed off.
"Because you kissed me," I said, feeling more uncomfortable my the moment.
"Yeah," Hermione said, blushing as she had the night before. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't, but I couldn;t help myself."
"You couldn't?" I asked, shocked.
"No," Hermione said, taking a step closer to me. "I've been thinking about it all day Draco, sorry if this seems forward, but..."
"Yes?" I asked, nervous beyond belief.
"I love you, Draco," She spilled out. "I have for ages, but I was with Harry and I..."
She stopped, our eyes connected, she took another step towards me. I stepped to her. My hands went to her waist, I leant forward as she wrapped her arms around my neck and softly brushed my lips against hers.
Our first real kiss!
"Does this mean you...?" Hermione asked when we had separated.
I smiled down at her. "What does this tell you?" I asked as I kissed her again, this time more firmer and I pulled her closer.
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He he, I'm evil, lol. Nah that was so not good, I had another plan to put Hermione and Draco together, but I just couldn't wait that long, and I couldn't skip, it wouldn't make sense. So ya, there you have it. Hermi and Draco, happy? lol.
Review if you wanna,
Love Thai xox.
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Special Thanks:
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oreo69not96:: Thanks, I think. Do I wanna rock your socks? lol.
Jazmyn:: I'm glad you like the idea, I answered your request and updated, lol.
GlitterGreen:: Sorry if that was a cliffy too, I just find cliffy's so much more interesting. Coz for 1: you wanna keep reading and 2: It gives me a good place to end the chapter, he he.
Sailor Kakyuu:: Hmm... ok is that a compliment or not? Oh well, doesn't matter to me, lol. No Christina Aveira id not Christina Aguilera. I love Christina Aguilera, I hadn't even noticed their names were alike. I'd change it but I wrote it too many times and I couldn't be bothered. So ya.
AlExAnDra tAsSInArI:: I love sweet Draco too aye, I love any kind of Draco, lol. I'm gunna use you Jealous Draco idea, I think it's great. It'll be so much fun. I'll make sure I mention it at the start of the next chapter, thankies *Huggles* I hope you haven't died in the time it took me to write this, lol.
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((Disclaimer: See previous chapters.))
***
Summary: There is a new girl at Hogwarts, she's Slytherin, she's beautiful, and she's bad! What else do you expect Draco to do? He can whip away the drool, but its just gunna come back. But what happens when bad becomes pure evil?
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Chapter Three:
***
"Um..." I began nervously. Not know what to say. Sure Christina was hott, but I didn't really know her. Two things were bugging me about this question. One was, what will Hermione say if I say 'yes,' and two was, what will she say if I say 'no'? As you can see it is a tricky dilemma.
Hermione noticed that I was thinking about it, I wished she hadn't.
"No... Forgot I asked anything, It's not my place to ask," She said, blushing worse that before.
She began to walk away, muttering something to herself.
I watched her go for a bit, sighing inwardly. Should I tell her that I think she's more beautiful than Christina?
I shook my head vigorously. Did I just say Hermione was beautiful? Again? This better not become a habit.
"Draco?" came a voice from next to me. I realised I had been standing there like an idiot. I looked to see who had spoken. It was Hermione.
"Hermione?" I asked.
"Draco, you um... you have my... my quill," Hermione said, pointing to the quill I had in my hand.
"Oh," I said, handing it over.
"Thanks," Hermione said, looking quite uncomfortable.
"I better go," I said, "It's late. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Draco," She said, suddenly she stood on tip-toes and kissed my cheek, before turning quickly and rushing down the corridor.
I put my hand on the place where Hermione's soft lucious lips had brushed my cheek. There was no doubt about it, I liked Hermione. I mean I've always liked Hermione, I've always cared for her. But maybe I've cared for her more than I thought I did. This was serious.
For one Hermione had just kissed me, when she was dating Potter and for another thing, I had liked it. If she hadn't rushed away maybe I would kissed her back, maybe I would have kissed more places than just her cheek.
Then I thought of Christina, what if she liked me? She was hott, and she was Slytherin. That's something Hermione wasn't, she wasn't a Slytherin. But maybe that's another reason why I liked her.
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I made my way back to Slytherin common room, wishing, for some reason, that I was in Gryffindor, so I could cuddle Hermione by the fireplace.
Putting the thought at the back of my mind I gave the password and entered the common room.
There were a few people just lounging around, others doing homework, but basically no-one was paying attention to anyone else.
I took my usual seat by the fire and gazed into the fire, lost in my own thoughts. All of a sudden a voice echoed in my ear, knowing it wasn't Hermione this time I gritted my teeth, to avoid snapping at the person.
"What?" I asked, turning to the person, then freezing. It was Christina.
"May I take this spot?" She asked, indicating the seat next to me.
"Ya," was all I was able to get out, as she placed her slim figure on the seat, making herself comfortable and crossing one fine leg over the other.
My eyes travelled down her body, from neck to ankle, and back up to her tanned face.
"How vos your meeting?" She asked, her accent giving new feeling to the word was. I fgiured that Pansy had told her about my meeting, she always seemed to know where I was, freaky girl.
"Informative," I answered, trying not to look at her now, all thoughts of Hermione had been vapourised at the sight of this girl. The one word she could discribe Christina in was: Damn!
Christina's hand played over mine, twining through my fingers. She had this sexy smile plastered on her face. She was so hard to resist.
"So?" I said, looking around. "I um... I have something I have to get from my room," I said quickly, knowing it was lame. "I better go."
"Ok," Christina said, standing when I did. "Will you meet me tomorrow for breakfast?" She asked, holding my hand gently.
"Um..." I thought about it. "I suppose I could try."
The moment she let my hand go I dashed for boys' dorms. This was not a good thing. Sure Hermione was more beautiful than Christina, but Christina was, ouch!, Hott.
---
I sat quietly at the Slytherin Table the next morning, slowly devouring a bowl of cereal. The book in front of my face had become useful in two ways. One: Christina had sat at the other end of the table with Pansy, and Two: I could use it to look at Hermione, across the room, without anyone noticing.
Hermione was talking to Potter, holding his hand as they both ate breakfast. Potter didn't seem to notice a thing she said, he was more content of his cereal.
Cold bastard, I thought as I scowled at him openly. He doesn't even realise the beauty right under his nose, he simple ignores it. If I had Hermione, I'd be taking notes of everything she said. She was so perfect.
The way she flipped her healthy chestnut-brown hair, and the way her lucious pink lips moved so graciously as she spoke. And her voice, her voice was like a magical string of music. Now that I thought about it, I was head-over-heels in love with Hermione. Should I tell her?
She had kissed me, did she like me?
'If she liked you she wouldn't be with Potter, would she?' said a voice in my head.
'But she kissed you, maybe she's just realised her feeling for you too,' said another voice in my head.
'Now what are the chances of that?' announced the first voice.
'More than you know,' countered the other.
'Draco, man, she's out of your league, and she's Gryffindor,' the first voice told me.
I'd heard enough, I mentally told my brain to shut the fuck up and went back to eating.
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I didn't see Hermione until after dinner, she was sitting in the library, in her usual spot, books piled around her.
Should I sit next to her? I asked myself.
I could feel those two voices coming up inside my head, I quickly walking behind a large bookshelf, before Hermione noticed I was there. I hadn't spoken to her since the kiss, did she not want to talk to me?
I was picking up a text book and flipping through the pages when I heard someone come up behind me.
Be anyone but Hermione, I begged, and was completely let down. "Hi Draco," Hermione said behind me.
I turned to her, accidentally dropping my book in the process. We both knelt to pick it up, our hands touched in the motion. Surprisingly Hermione didn't pull away. She just picked it up and passed it to me, smiling.
Of all the stupid things that happen in muggle movies and in books you hear of the hand-touching-"accident" and it had just happened to me, how could I be so stupid?
"Are you ok?" Hermione asked, I barely heard her as I cursed myself. "Yes," I replied. "Why do you ask?"
"I was just worried. I haven't see you all day."
"Ya, I'v been... other places," I said quickly, feeling confused, as I had thought she had been avoiding me on purpose.
"I thought you were avoiding me, because I..." She trailed off.
"Because you kissed me," I said, feeling more uncomfortable my the moment.
"Yeah," Hermione said, blushing as she had the night before. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't, but I couldn;t help myself."
"You couldn't?" I asked, shocked.
"No," Hermione said, taking a step closer to me. "I've been thinking about it all day Draco, sorry if this seems forward, but..."
"Yes?" I asked, nervous beyond belief.
"I love you, Draco," She spilled out. "I have for ages, but I was with Harry and I..."
She stopped, our eyes connected, she took another step towards me. I stepped to her. My hands went to her waist, I leant forward as she wrapped her arms around my neck and softly brushed my lips against hers.
Our first real kiss!
"Does this mean you...?" Hermione asked when we had separated.
I smiled down at her. "What does this tell you?" I asked as I kissed her again, this time more firmer and I pulled her closer.
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He he, I'm evil, lol. Nah that was so not good, I had another plan to put Hermione and Draco together, but I just couldn't wait that long, and I couldn't skip, it wouldn't make sense. So ya, there you have it. Hermi and Draco, happy? lol.
Review if you wanna,
Love Thai xox.
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Special Thanks:
***
oreo69not96:: Thanks, I think. Do I wanna rock your socks? lol.
Jazmyn:: I'm glad you like the idea, I answered your request and updated, lol.
GlitterGreen:: Sorry if that was a cliffy too, I just find cliffy's so much more interesting. Coz for 1: you wanna keep reading and 2: It gives me a good place to end the chapter, he he.
Sailor Kakyuu:: Hmm... ok is that a compliment or not? Oh well, doesn't matter to me, lol. No Christina Aveira id not Christina Aguilera. I love Christina Aguilera, I hadn't even noticed their names were alike. I'd change it but I wrote it too many times and I couldn't be bothered. So ya.
AlExAnDra tAsSInArI:: I love sweet Draco too aye, I love any kind of Draco, lol. I'm gunna use you Jealous Draco idea, I think it's great. It'll be so much fun. I'll make sure I mention it at the start of the next chapter, thankies *Huggles* I hope you haven't died in the time it took me to write this, lol.