I dunno what's wrong with me. I just feel the need to type this story, so here's chapter 7. Its kinda short, and mostly a filler. Anyway, the next chapter is exciting, so just hang on. Oh, I don't own the characters. *goes and sits in corner, crying cause I can't have Sean Biggerstaff, aka Oliver Wood.*
Chapter 7 Afternoon Pleasures
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Hermione was free for the rest of the day. She normally was anyway, but after she had her coffee, she was really antsy and decided to head out to Hagrid's newly built stables. Hagrid had 'aquired' some horses, and seemed disappointed because they didn't have any horns or anything. She pulled on some jeans and a white, long sleeved shirt, along with her cloak and dashed outside.

Hagrid was teaching a class, but he saw Hermione.

"'Ermione! So good to see yeh! How yeh been?"

"Great, Hagrid. I was wondering if I could go riding."

"Sure yeh can. Jest watch out fer the black un, he's a biter."

"All right, thanks Hagrid." She ran over to the stable door, then stepped inside. There was a medium brown horse in a stall partway down the aisle. The brass nameplate on the door read 'Durango'. She put a bridle and saddle on him and lead him out. She mounted easily and headed off, away from the school. Through a small strand of trees, she found a huge meadow. Even though it was almost November, the tall grasses were still green. She got off Durango and put a simple charm on him that only let him get 20 feet away from her. She lay down on the grass and stared up at the sky. She slowly dropped off to a restful sleep.
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After Transfiguration, Draco had headed down to the kitchens for some coffee. He got a cup and went up to his dormitory. He knocked on Hermione's door to give her back her drawing, but didn't get an answer. He walked down the hall to his room, a plan forming in his mind.
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And there is chapter 7. I told you it was short. Sorry. Anyway, I'm gonna post chapter 8. That's where most of the story comes from. Review and make me feel loved!
~W+L~