I CHANGED THE TITLE...DIDNT LIKE THE OLD ONE :P....IT IS NOW CIVILITY
REACHES A NEW LEVEL...NOT CIVILITY TO PLATONIC TO WHAT?
Let us continue. Detention from Hell2
Hermione stared at the closed door, fuming. She muttered a few curses underneath her breath.
Draco watched this all with intense amusement. Draco knew Hermione was smarter than him in potions, but it was nice for Snape to favor Draco. It wasn't like Mcgonagall didn't favor her house too. Always letting that Longbottom get away with murder.
Hermione, turning a bright red now, shot murderous looks at Draco. Draco just shrugged and smirked at her.
"Well, what can I do if I am naturally more intelligent than you?"
Hermione had to snort. She was top of every . Even potions. Although she could use a bit of help..sometimes...just NOT by Draco friggin Malfoy!
Hermione rolled her eyes and flounced down in a chair, she crossed her arms over her chest and glanced at Draco.
"If Professor Snape wants us to make a potion, then so be it"
Hermione unfolded her arms and gathered her text books, arranging them on the desk in front of her.
Draco watched this, not makind any sign of moving. Hermione looked over at him and beckoned to get the supplies. Draco looked at her, horrified, she wasn't actually telling him to do something...was she?
Hermione saw his look and giggled at it. Obviously he was used to being put up and admired on a pedestal.
"Draco. I will get this ready, but you are just too smart, I may pick out the wrong ingredients. We wouldn't want that happening, now would we?"
Hermione asked with exaggerated care.
Draco saw the game she was playing at and smirked. He took a tray off her desk and went to the back of the room, gathering the necessary supplies used to make a happy potion. Luckily the one from earlier today had worn off, it was quite frightening. Pansy kept coming onto him and he'd just giggle and smile. How revolting.
Draco shuddered at the thought of Pansy putting her hands on his thigh, and Draco actually allowing it. Draco quickly finished gathering the materials.
He dropped the tray right in front of Hermione, startling her out of writing the essay.
"I do essay, you make potion"
Draco said roughly. Hermione just nodded and began to work on cutting up the mandrake root needed to make the potion. She also was happy that the potion had worn off. She was on the brink of asking Lavender whether she was an August or Summer ing. Hermione shuddered at the thought.
Half way through, Draco stopped writing, due to a hand cramp. He looked up to find Hermione also sitting back, waiting the allotted time for the potion to simmer. She looked up at him and cocked her eyebrow, as if to say.."Why are you staring at me?"
Draco just shrugged and continued to stare. How disturbing.
"Why do you hate me so much?" Hermione asked. The question didn't startle Draco as much as you would think. He looked up, composed himself, then looked back at Hermione.
"I dont. I must admit I hate Potter and Weasley, but I have never truly hated you. You just hantg around with them which I guess makes you just like them"
Hermione sighed at the answer. It was true, and well...true...but she wasn't like them. She wasn't brave she was cunning. and Smart. She had never told anyone else about the Sorting Hat ordeal. It had debated, just like with Harry, it thought she should of went into Ravenclaw, but Hermione knew she needed to be in Gryffindor after meeting Neville,Ron and Harry on the train that first day. She was smart enough to realize Ron would be in that house, and same with Neville. Ever since that day, she knew she was wrong. She shouldn't of ben in Gryffindor, she wasn't brave enough.
Hermione looked up at Draco and nodded.
"I should of been in Ravenclaw. Not Gryffindor."
Malfoy just snorted.
"Never, You are a true Gryffindor. As much as it pains me to admit it." Draco let the last part slip. It almost sounded like a compliment to Hermione's ears...but then again, this was Draco. No compliments.
"You stick up for your friends, you trust them and while you are smart,yes I admit it"
He said at Hermione's raised eyebrows.
"You sure as hell are no Ravenclaw. Its like this. If your a Ravenclaw, I'm a Hufflepuff."
Hermione started to giggle at the thought of Draco in Hufflepuff. It didn't seem possible. Before she knew it, she was full out laughing, and much to her surprise, Draco joined in.
They were clutching their sides laughing when a timer went off, signalling to Hermione that she must add the powdered sage to the potion. Still giggling she turned back to her work, as did Draco. half an hour later Draco was finished writing the parchment paper and Hermione had finished the potion. Waiting for Snape to come back. he was due in 15 minutes, Hermione and Draco looked at eachother and started to giggle again. Hermione calmed down first and looked straight into Draco's eyes. Hermione could feel her skin starting to burn, she was blushing, yet she wouldn't lost eye contact. Before she knew what was happening a hand had enveloped around her neck and pulled her in close.
Draco ran a hand through her curly brown hair as his lips closed in on hers. Hermione's eyes closed and she savored the feeling of his lips on hers. It was everything Hermione had hoped for in a first kiss, it was passionate and soft. It was almost like fireworks going off around her head. She just hoped he felt the same way.
Draco did, he felt the most passion he had ever felt from a kiss. Sure, he had kissed lots, yet this was by far, the most spectacular most sensual kiss he had ever had. It was pure love.
Hermione's hands ran down the nape of his neck, she held him close. not taking a breath, Hermione heard a sound behind her she would never forget.
"Ms. Granger and Mr. Malfoy....What do we have here?"
Let us continue. Detention from Hell2
Hermione stared at the closed door, fuming. She muttered a few curses underneath her breath.
Draco watched this all with intense amusement. Draco knew Hermione was smarter than him in potions, but it was nice for Snape to favor Draco. It wasn't like Mcgonagall didn't favor her house too. Always letting that Longbottom get away with murder.
Hermione, turning a bright red now, shot murderous looks at Draco. Draco just shrugged and smirked at her.
"Well, what can I do if I am naturally more intelligent than you?"
Hermione had to snort. She was top of every . Even potions. Although she could use a bit of help..sometimes...just NOT by Draco friggin Malfoy!
Hermione rolled her eyes and flounced down in a chair, she crossed her arms over her chest and glanced at Draco.
"If Professor Snape wants us to make a potion, then so be it"
Hermione unfolded her arms and gathered her text books, arranging them on the desk in front of her.
Draco watched this, not makind any sign of moving. Hermione looked over at him and beckoned to get the supplies. Draco looked at her, horrified, she wasn't actually telling him to do something...was she?
Hermione saw his look and giggled at it. Obviously he was used to being put up and admired on a pedestal.
"Draco. I will get this ready, but you are just too smart, I may pick out the wrong ingredients. We wouldn't want that happening, now would we?"
Hermione asked with exaggerated care.
Draco saw the game she was playing at and smirked. He took a tray off her desk and went to the back of the room, gathering the necessary supplies used to make a happy potion. Luckily the one from earlier today had worn off, it was quite frightening. Pansy kept coming onto him and he'd just giggle and smile. How revolting.
Draco shuddered at the thought of Pansy putting her hands on his thigh, and Draco actually allowing it. Draco quickly finished gathering the materials.
He dropped the tray right in front of Hermione, startling her out of writing the essay.
"I do essay, you make potion"
Draco said roughly. Hermione just nodded and began to work on cutting up the mandrake root needed to make the potion. She also was happy that the potion had worn off. She was on the brink of asking Lavender whether she was an August or Summer ing. Hermione shuddered at the thought.
Half way through, Draco stopped writing, due to a hand cramp. He looked up to find Hermione also sitting back, waiting the allotted time for the potion to simmer. She looked up at him and cocked her eyebrow, as if to say.."Why are you staring at me?"
Draco just shrugged and continued to stare. How disturbing.
"Why do you hate me so much?" Hermione asked. The question didn't startle Draco as much as you would think. He looked up, composed himself, then looked back at Hermione.
"I dont. I must admit I hate Potter and Weasley, but I have never truly hated you. You just hantg around with them which I guess makes you just like them"
Hermione sighed at the answer. It was true, and well...true...but she wasn't like them. She wasn't brave she was cunning. and Smart. She had never told anyone else about the Sorting Hat ordeal. It had debated, just like with Harry, it thought she should of went into Ravenclaw, but Hermione knew she needed to be in Gryffindor after meeting Neville,Ron and Harry on the train that first day. She was smart enough to realize Ron would be in that house, and same with Neville. Ever since that day, she knew she was wrong. She shouldn't of ben in Gryffindor, she wasn't brave enough.
Hermione looked up at Draco and nodded.
"I should of been in Ravenclaw. Not Gryffindor."
Malfoy just snorted.
"Never, You are a true Gryffindor. As much as it pains me to admit it." Draco let the last part slip. It almost sounded like a compliment to Hermione's ears...but then again, this was Draco. No compliments.
"You stick up for your friends, you trust them and while you are smart,yes I admit it"
He said at Hermione's raised eyebrows.
"You sure as hell are no Ravenclaw. Its like this. If your a Ravenclaw, I'm a Hufflepuff."
Hermione started to giggle at the thought of Draco in Hufflepuff. It didn't seem possible. Before she knew it, she was full out laughing, and much to her surprise, Draco joined in.
They were clutching their sides laughing when a timer went off, signalling to Hermione that she must add the powdered sage to the potion. Still giggling she turned back to her work, as did Draco. half an hour later Draco was finished writing the parchment paper and Hermione had finished the potion. Waiting for Snape to come back. he was due in 15 minutes, Hermione and Draco looked at eachother and started to giggle again. Hermione calmed down first and looked straight into Draco's eyes. Hermione could feel her skin starting to burn, she was blushing, yet she wouldn't lost eye contact. Before she knew what was happening a hand had enveloped around her neck and pulled her in close.
Draco ran a hand through her curly brown hair as his lips closed in on hers. Hermione's eyes closed and she savored the feeling of his lips on hers. It was everything Hermione had hoped for in a first kiss, it was passionate and soft. It was almost like fireworks going off around her head. She just hoped he felt the same way.
Draco did, he felt the most passion he had ever felt from a kiss. Sure, he had kissed lots, yet this was by far, the most spectacular most sensual kiss he had ever had. It was pure love.
Hermione's hands ran down the nape of his neck, she held him close. not taking a breath, Hermione heard a sound behind her she would never forget.
"Ms. Granger and Mr. Malfoy....What do we have here?"
