A/N: Hello Everyone! Okay, here's the Fourth Chapter. I hope you like the
story so far!
Arallahmenorah: Thanks! I'm glad you found the bit about her hair in all directions funny. I added it because I think most girls would kill to be able to do their hair in a few seconds flat! I'm trying to add a bit of humor, so thanks for the compliment!
Storywriter10791: Thanks
Sk8erpunkGCpnay: Thank you so much. You're probably my most faithful reviewer! I'm glad you liked me including Hagrid. I agree when you say it's hard to include him! THANKS! :D
Winterspirit: Thank you.
Arathriel: Thanks, I usually update as soon as possible! Expect two or three new chapters a week. If you're lucky, I might do four.
Oooo: Thanks, I'm glad you like it.
Kole17: Thanks for your review. I know Hermione's tripping over all the time makes her look clumsy, but I agree with you, it makes her look cute. I'm trying not to rush the story. It's going to be really long, so I need to stretch it out a bit.
transvestite-monkeys: Thanks for your review
Syaoronsangel: Thanks for your review. I'll e-mail you on updates=)
SeCrEtLeY Tom's: Thanks! I'm glad you like it! E-mail me about the song lyrics, coz I've run out of ideas! My e-mail is dizzy_brown@hotmail.com. If it doesn't show up here it should be on the info page about me! Thanks!
Chapter Four: Quidditch.
---Draco's POV---
Draco woke late on Saturday morning. Today he would be playing Quidditch, and he certainly wasn't looking forward to it. As much as Draco loved the game, he loathed playing against the Gryffindors. He hadn't ever one a match against them, and was hardly positive of ever doing so.
Hermione was reading her magazine 'Witchy' again, and hadn't even noticed Draco's presence.
'What's that magazine about?' Draco asked as he slicked his hair back.
Hermione jumped, and then sighed as she realized it was Draco. 'Draco! You gave me an awful fright! The magazine is a girly one. You wouldn't want to read it, trust me. It just has spells and things for girls. Nothing important. They're quite complicated, but some have the most wonderful effects. Like that braiding one I used yesterday. Braiding without using magic takes forever, so it really is a great spell!'
Draco nodded quickly. 'You coming to watch the match today?'
'Yeah, I'll probably go and watch it. Harry and Ron are awfully excited. First match of the year and all.'
'Yeah. Should be interesting.'
Hermione raised her eyebrows and nodded. She started enchanting her hair to go into all different styles. She finally decided on cute little ringlets.
Meanwhile Draco had brought his brand new broomstick down to polish it with his 'Broom Servicing Kit.' Hermione noticed it was a lot like Harry's although much more elegant and it had an expensive touch to it.
After breakfast, and a brief encounter with Pansy Parkinson, Draco made his way down to the Quidditch Pitch to prepare for his dreaded match. Draco couldn't stand being humiliated when Scar Head triumphantly snatched the snitch away. He couldn't face Hermione, Harry or even his fellow Slytherins for days after his defeat. Draco hated losing, and was a very competitive person.
After an annoying pep talk from the Quidditch Captain, Draco got changed and pulled out his broom. He fixed his hair, and then joined his teammates, ready to play Quidditch.
He stepped out onto the Quidditch pitch, the stadium roaring. The atmosphere was breath taking.
'Mount your brooms.' Madame Hooch called, and several seconds later, blew her whistle for the game to begin.
The Gryffindors snatched away the quaffle, and the Gryffindors roared. Draco instantly snapped his focus away from Ginny Weasley, who was gracefully soaring through the air in chase of the Quaffle. She'd given him a nasty little grin, and soared away. Draco knew he was in for it after that.
Draco instantly went searching for a flicker of gold. Playing Seeker was an extremely difficult job. Your concentration had to be fixed on looking for the snitch, watching for Bludgers and looking out for the opposing seeker who could have spotted the Snitch at any second.
Draco was surprised to see that the Gryffindor Quidditch Captain had swapped the positions generously. Whoever it was had finally given Ron a break from being the Keeper, and had instead assigned him to playing Beater alongside his sister, Ginny. The Chasers were Colin Creevy, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan. Draco was debating if Colin was a good choice. He was an energetic little kid, but he often let his mind wander off. The keeper was handed to Jessica Ray, who was only in her second year but had an astounding amount of talent.
'10 Points to Gryffindor,' Lavendar Brown squealed as Dean Thomas threw the Quaffle through Kevin Burrows outstretched hands.
The game went on until the score was Gryffindor-70 points Slytherin-50 points. The crowd was much less energetic, as the game had been going on for quite a long time.
Ron Weasley flew towards a particularly slow Bludger and hit it as hard as humanly possible towards Draco Malfoy. Unfortunately at that very second Draco and Harry had spotted the snitch and had instantly sped towards it. Draco's fingers were almost touching the snitch just as the Bludger hit him on his right arm. He fell off his broom and fell to the ground, almost screaming in pain.
Seconds before Draco passed out, the crowd gasped. Before Draco knew it they roared excitedly. Gryffindor had defeated Slytherin.
That night Draco awoke in the Hospital Wing. His arm was extremely sore. For anyone other then Draco, the pain would have been close to unbearable. Being a Malfoy Draco had learnt to hide his pain at all costs. Today was no exception.
Madame Pomfrey bustled towards him. 'Malfoy, drink this.' She shoved a goblet of blood red potion into his face. It smelled like chocolates, so Draco eagerly downed the potion. Instead of the charming flavor of chocolate he was overtaken by a terrible taste. Draco couldn't quite place it, but 'Completely Revolting' just about summed it up.
'Mr Malfoy, your wrist and arm have been broken and you have suffered a slight concussion. Both of your ankles have been sprained. You've suffered quite an ordeal. I've mended your wrist and arm, although you will find they will be a bit sore for a while. As for your ankles, they're completely fine now I've fixed them, even so you might find a little bit of difficulty walking,' Madame Pomfrey explained. Draco nodded and tried to relax. His wrists were killing him.
Several days later Madame Pomfrey told him he was right to leave. He awkwardly rose and stalked up to the common room. Luckily it was after dark, so Draco could roam the castle in peace. Before he knew it Draco found himself at the portrait hole. He clambered through it to find Hermione lying on the couch, her hair twisted into an awfully messy bun.
She suddenly noticed him and jumped out of her seat. His hair had fallen loose in his face, making him look very cute. He gave her a slight smile.
'Draco! You're finally back! I've been so worried about you!' Hermione said, checking Draco for signs of injuries.
'I'm fine Hermione, really, Madame Pomfrey fixed me up.' Draco said and gave Hermione a reassuring grin.
'Thank goodness. I've been so worried Draco! Promise me you'll never EVER scare me like this again!'
'I swear I'll never intentionally scare you.'
Hermione smiled and gave Draco a quick hug. 'You need rest!' With that Hermione took Draco into his room. It was exactly the same as Hermione's although it had been decorated in Silver and Green instead of Red and Gold.
'Thanks Hermione.' Draco clambered into the bed and closed his eyes. He really had gotten a lot of sleep, although he found himself once again truly exhausted.
'Good night Draco,' Hermione whispered.
'Night Hermione.' Draco whispered in reply.
'Sweet dreams, Goodnight, Don't let the bedbugs bite,' Hermione whispered, and left a smirking Draco alone to sleep.
---Hermione's POV---
The next morning Hermione slid down the rail of the staircase. She was in a fantastic mood. It was her favourite day, Saturday. As much as Hermione hated to admit, she rather liked it when she had no lessons to attend. She could just relax in the library, common room or even outside with all of her friends. Draco was already awake.
'You're supposed to be resting!' she sighed.
'Good Morning to you too, Hermione, and if you must know I couldn't sleep,' Draco informed her.
Hermione smiled at him and sat down next to him. She obviously hadn't bothered with her hair. It was once again terribly bushy.
Draco put an arm around her and they sat in silence for quite some time. 'YOU'RE eating breakfast now,' Hermione demanded as she skipped up to Dobby who had just arrived to do the daily cleaning. 'Dobby, some cereal please.'
Minutes later Dobby returned with two bowels of cereal.
'Mistress Hermione, Dobby put in extra milk, just how mistress likes them!' Dobby cried with a toothy grin.
'Thanks Dobby,' Hermione smiled in return, and turned towards Draco. 'Eat,' she said.
Draco smiled and immediately got stuck into his breakfast, not wanting to disappoint Hermione.
When he had finally finished he looked up at Hermione expectantly. 'Finished.'
'Good boy Draco, you've done well for yourself.' Hermione smiled evilly at him. 'Now drink this water.'
'Hermione!' Draco whined.
'It makes you recover quicker!'
Draco sighed and downed the water. 'Ok, I hope you're done with me now because I'm not completing anymore of you tasks.'
'Oh, I'm finished Draco.' Hermione had already started on her hair by this time. She wet it, and gave it a fresh smell of Apples. She then straitened it as it began to rebush itself. After trying what seemed like thousands of different styles, Hermione decided on a straight look, the one she had first tried.
'All that for nothing, eh Hermione,' Draco laughed.
'Oh, no. It's great practice, and this way I'm free to fiddle with it all day long!'
Draco raised an eyebrow and just smirked.
After quite some time, Hermione settled on the couch and started reading. Lately she hadn't been doing much, and today she must have been catching up.
Her face changed from deep concentration to an expression of boredom. She finally decided to put the book down, and glanced around the room, apparently searching for something to do. With a triumphant smile, Hermione skipped back up the stairs.
When she returned she was carrying a large case with different sections.
'What on earth is that for Hermione?' Draco asked beginning to laugh.
Hermione smiled. 'These? I'm going to make myself a bracelet, the muggle way. Using magic all the time does get a little boring.'
Draco nodded, and watched her as she threaded various beads onto the string. She had an interesting pattern of three greens and two golds. In the middle she used lettered beads to spell 'Hermione.'
She looked up at Draco who had been watching her the whole time. 'Why are you looking at me, Draco?'
'I'm not looking at you out of choice, I'm watching you make your little bracelet there, if you hadn't noticed I'm a bit bored.'
Hermione nodded and tied the bracelet around her left wrist. She beamed at her creation, and then took her bead set back up the stairs. When she returned she announced that there would be a Prefects meeting today at 1:30. She demanded Draco be dressed by the time it started, and went to organize herself.
Since it was a Saturday, Hermione dressed herself in muggle clothes. Most people dressed in robes all the time, but Hermione found them quite uncomfortable. Today she slid down the rail wearing jeans with a butterfly on the back pocket. She was wearing a plain white top that fitted her perfectly. The white top showed her stomach off wonderfully, and the red scarf that was wrapped around her neck made her picture perfect.
She reached the table where she had left her makeup, and once again applied lipgloss, mascara and today a light blue eye shadow. Hermione put her fingers through her knotless hair to take away the dead straight look. She looked great.
Just as she threw the makeup aside, Ginny Weasley fell through the portrait hole.
Draco shook his head and tried to hide a laugh as Ginny stood up. Her red hair was in curls. She was wearing a knee length denim skirt with a yellow boob tube.
'Hey, Gin,' Hermione smiled.
'Hello Hermione! You look heaps pretty, I love the top!' Ginny answered.
'Thanks, you don't look too bad yourself, I love the skirt, I've been looking for one of those although I want one with pleats. They're really pretty!'
Malfoy rolled his eyes as the girls went on with their girl talk. Malfoy was thankful when Justin Flinch Flethchly strutted through the door.
He was wearing Hogwarts robes, like most boys. Malfoy stood to greet him, but the pain in his ankle made him flinch. Hermione gave him a sheepish look, so he instantly sat back down.
After everyone arrived, Hermione sat down at the long table next to Malfoy, who everyone had helped up.
'I expect you all know what you're here for then!' Hermione began.
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PLEASE READ THE AUTHORS NOTE!
A/N: Well that's the end of the chapter! I hope you like this story. I'm so mean, leaving a cliffy like that! Ok, that was a fairly difficult chapter. I realized half the people in the teams had obviously left Hogwarts, so I had to replace them. I was stumped when it came to Lee Jordan. I never imagined Quidditch without him!
If I do say myself, that was a VERY long chapter. I didn't put in song lyrics for this one, coz I couldn't think of anything that would really go with it.
Anyway THIS IS IMPORTANT! Don't expect a new chapter too soon. I have to start High school, so I won't has as much free time as I used to, so you won't be getting chapters so quickly. Expect two or three a week!
Have Fun. I'll post as soon as possible!
Smokintomfelton/Draco's Little Princess
P.S: I may be putting the rating of the story up, just thought I'd tell you.
R&R EVERYONE! If I'm motivated you'll get chapters faster!
Arallahmenorah: Thanks! I'm glad you found the bit about her hair in all directions funny. I added it because I think most girls would kill to be able to do their hair in a few seconds flat! I'm trying to add a bit of humor, so thanks for the compliment!
Storywriter10791: Thanks
Sk8erpunkGCpnay: Thank you so much. You're probably my most faithful reviewer! I'm glad you liked me including Hagrid. I agree when you say it's hard to include him! THANKS! :D
Winterspirit: Thank you.
Arathriel: Thanks, I usually update as soon as possible! Expect two or three new chapters a week. If you're lucky, I might do four.
Oooo: Thanks, I'm glad you like it.
Kole17: Thanks for your review. I know Hermione's tripping over all the time makes her look clumsy, but I agree with you, it makes her look cute. I'm trying not to rush the story. It's going to be really long, so I need to stretch it out a bit.
transvestite-monkeys: Thanks for your review
Syaoronsangel: Thanks for your review. I'll e-mail you on updates=)
SeCrEtLeY Tom's: Thanks! I'm glad you like it! E-mail me about the song lyrics, coz I've run out of ideas! My e-mail is dizzy_brown@hotmail.com. If it doesn't show up here it should be on the info page about me! Thanks!
Chapter Four: Quidditch.
---Draco's POV---
Draco woke late on Saturday morning. Today he would be playing Quidditch, and he certainly wasn't looking forward to it. As much as Draco loved the game, he loathed playing against the Gryffindors. He hadn't ever one a match against them, and was hardly positive of ever doing so.
Hermione was reading her magazine 'Witchy' again, and hadn't even noticed Draco's presence.
'What's that magazine about?' Draco asked as he slicked his hair back.
Hermione jumped, and then sighed as she realized it was Draco. 'Draco! You gave me an awful fright! The magazine is a girly one. You wouldn't want to read it, trust me. It just has spells and things for girls. Nothing important. They're quite complicated, but some have the most wonderful effects. Like that braiding one I used yesterday. Braiding without using magic takes forever, so it really is a great spell!'
Draco nodded quickly. 'You coming to watch the match today?'
'Yeah, I'll probably go and watch it. Harry and Ron are awfully excited. First match of the year and all.'
'Yeah. Should be interesting.'
Hermione raised her eyebrows and nodded. She started enchanting her hair to go into all different styles. She finally decided on cute little ringlets.
Meanwhile Draco had brought his brand new broomstick down to polish it with his 'Broom Servicing Kit.' Hermione noticed it was a lot like Harry's although much more elegant and it had an expensive touch to it.
After breakfast, and a brief encounter with Pansy Parkinson, Draco made his way down to the Quidditch Pitch to prepare for his dreaded match. Draco couldn't stand being humiliated when Scar Head triumphantly snatched the snitch away. He couldn't face Hermione, Harry or even his fellow Slytherins for days after his defeat. Draco hated losing, and was a very competitive person.
After an annoying pep talk from the Quidditch Captain, Draco got changed and pulled out his broom. He fixed his hair, and then joined his teammates, ready to play Quidditch.
He stepped out onto the Quidditch pitch, the stadium roaring. The atmosphere was breath taking.
'Mount your brooms.' Madame Hooch called, and several seconds later, blew her whistle for the game to begin.
The Gryffindors snatched away the quaffle, and the Gryffindors roared. Draco instantly snapped his focus away from Ginny Weasley, who was gracefully soaring through the air in chase of the Quaffle. She'd given him a nasty little grin, and soared away. Draco knew he was in for it after that.
Draco instantly went searching for a flicker of gold. Playing Seeker was an extremely difficult job. Your concentration had to be fixed on looking for the snitch, watching for Bludgers and looking out for the opposing seeker who could have spotted the Snitch at any second.
Draco was surprised to see that the Gryffindor Quidditch Captain had swapped the positions generously. Whoever it was had finally given Ron a break from being the Keeper, and had instead assigned him to playing Beater alongside his sister, Ginny. The Chasers were Colin Creevy, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan. Draco was debating if Colin was a good choice. He was an energetic little kid, but he often let his mind wander off. The keeper was handed to Jessica Ray, who was only in her second year but had an astounding amount of talent.
'10 Points to Gryffindor,' Lavendar Brown squealed as Dean Thomas threw the Quaffle through Kevin Burrows outstretched hands.
The game went on until the score was Gryffindor-70 points Slytherin-50 points. The crowd was much less energetic, as the game had been going on for quite a long time.
Ron Weasley flew towards a particularly slow Bludger and hit it as hard as humanly possible towards Draco Malfoy. Unfortunately at that very second Draco and Harry had spotted the snitch and had instantly sped towards it. Draco's fingers were almost touching the snitch just as the Bludger hit him on his right arm. He fell off his broom and fell to the ground, almost screaming in pain.
Seconds before Draco passed out, the crowd gasped. Before Draco knew it they roared excitedly. Gryffindor had defeated Slytherin.
That night Draco awoke in the Hospital Wing. His arm was extremely sore. For anyone other then Draco, the pain would have been close to unbearable. Being a Malfoy Draco had learnt to hide his pain at all costs. Today was no exception.
Madame Pomfrey bustled towards him. 'Malfoy, drink this.' She shoved a goblet of blood red potion into his face. It smelled like chocolates, so Draco eagerly downed the potion. Instead of the charming flavor of chocolate he was overtaken by a terrible taste. Draco couldn't quite place it, but 'Completely Revolting' just about summed it up.
'Mr Malfoy, your wrist and arm have been broken and you have suffered a slight concussion. Both of your ankles have been sprained. You've suffered quite an ordeal. I've mended your wrist and arm, although you will find they will be a bit sore for a while. As for your ankles, they're completely fine now I've fixed them, even so you might find a little bit of difficulty walking,' Madame Pomfrey explained. Draco nodded and tried to relax. His wrists were killing him.
Several days later Madame Pomfrey told him he was right to leave. He awkwardly rose and stalked up to the common room. Luckily it was after dark, so Draco could roam the castle in peace. Before he knew it Draco found himself at the portrait hole. He clambered through it to find Hermione lying on the couch, her hair twisted into an awfully messy bun.
She suddenly noticed him and jumped out of her seat. His hair had fallen loose in his face, making him look very cute. He gave her a slight smile.
'Draco! You're finally back! I've been so worried about you!' Hermione said, checking Draco for signs of injuries.
'I'm fine Hermione, really, Madame Pomfrey fixed me up.' Draco said and gave Hermione a reassuring grin.
'Thank goodness. I've been so worried Draco! Promise me you'll never EVER scare me like this again!'
'I swear I'll never intentionally scare you.'
Hermione smiled and gave Draco a quick hug. 'You need rest!' With that Hermione took Draco into his room. It was exactly the same as Hermione's although it had been decorated in Silver and Green instead of Red and Gold.
'Thanks Hermione.' Draco clambered into the bed and closed his eyes. He really had gotten a lot of sleep, although he found himself once again truly exhausted.
'Good night Draco,' Hermione whispered.
'Night Hermione.' Draco whispered in reply.
'Sweet dreams, Goodnight, Don't let the bedbugs bite,' Hermione whispered, and left a smirking Draco alone to sleep.
---Hermione's POV---
The next morning Hermione slid down the rail of the staircase. She was in a fantastic mood. It was her favourite day, Saturday. As much as Hermione hated to admit, she rather liked it when she had no lessons to attend. She could just relax in the library, common room or even outside with all of her friends. Draco was already awake.
'You're supposed to be resting!' she sighed.
'Good Morning to you too, Hermione, and if you must know I couldn't sleep,' Draco informed her.
Hermione smiled at him and sat down next to him. She obviously hadn't bothered with her hair. It was once again terribly bushy.
Draco put an arm around her and they sat in silence for quite some time. 'YOU'RE eating breakfast now,' Hermione demanded as she skipped up to Dobby who had just arrived to do the daily cleaning. 'Dobby, some cereal please.'
Minutes later Dobby returned with two bowels of cereal.
'Mistress Hermione, Dobby put in extra milk, just how mistress likes them!' Dobby cried with a toothy grin.
'Thanks Dobby,' Hermione smiled in return, and turned towards Draco. 'Eat,' she said.
Draco smiled and immediately got stuck into his breakfast, not wanting to disappoint Hermione.
When he had finally finished he looked up at Hermione expectantly. 'Finished.'
'Good boy Draco, you've done well for yourself.' Hermione smiled evilly at him. 'Now drink this water.'
'Hermione!' Draco whined.
'It makes you recover quicker!'
Draco sighed and downed the water. 'Ok, I hope you're done with me now because I'm not completing anymore of you tasks.'
'Oh, I'm finished Draco.' Hermione had already started on her hair by this time. She wet it, and gave it a fresh smell of Apples. She then straitened it as it began to rebush itself. After trying what seemed like thousands of different styles, Hermione decided on a straight look, the one she had first tried.
'All that for nothing, eh Hermione,' Draco laughed.
'Oh, no. It's great practice, and this way I'm free to fiddle with it all day long!'
Draco raised an eyebrow and just smirked.
After quite some time, Hermione settled on the couch and started reading. Lately she hadn't been doing much, and today she must have been catching up.
Her face changed from deep concentration to an expression of boredom. She finally decided to put the book down, and glanced around the room, apparently searching for something to do. With a triumphant smile, Hermione skipped back up the stairs.
When she returned she was carrying a large case with different sections.
'What on earth is that for Hermione?' Draco asked beginning to laugh.
Hermione smiled. 'These? I'm going to make myself a bracelet, the muggle way. Using magic all the time does get a little boring.'
Draco nodded, and watched her as she threaded various beads onto the string. She had an interesting pattern of three greens and two golds. In the middle she used lettered beads to spell 'Hermione.'
She looked up at Draco who had been watching her the whole time. 'Why are you looking at me, Draco?'
'I'm not looking at you out of choice, I'm watching you make your little bracelet there, if you hadn't noticed I'm a bit bored.'
Hermione nodded and tied the bracelet around her left wrist. She beamed at her creation, and then took her bead set back up the stairs. When she returned she announced that there would be a Prefects meeting today at 1:30. She demanded Draco be dressed by the time it started, and went to organize herself.
Since it was a Saturday, Hermione dressed herself in muggle clothes. Most people dressed in robes all the time, but Hermione found them quite uncomfortable. Today she slid down the rail wearing jeans with a butterfly on the back pocket. She was wearing a plain white top that fitted her perfectly. The white top showed her stomach off wonderfully, and the red scarf that was wrapped around her neck made her picture perfect.
She reached the table where she had left her makeup, and once again applied lipgloss, mascara and today a light blue eye shadow. Hermione put her fingers through her knotless hair to take away the dead straight look. She looked great.
Just as she threw the makeup aside, Ginny Weasley fell through the portrait hole.
Draco shook his head and tried to hide a laugh as Ginny stood up. Her red hair was in curls. She was wearing a knee length denim skirt with a yellow boob tube.
'Hey, Gin,' Hermione smiled.
'Hello Hermione! You look heaps pretty, I love the top!' Ginny answered.
'Thanks, you don't look too bad yourself, I love the skirt, I've been looking for one of those although I want one with pleats. They're really pretty!'
Malfoy rolled his eyes as the girls went on with their girl talk. Malfoy was thankful when Justin Flinch Flethchly strutted through the door.
He was wearing Hogwarts robes, like most boys. Malfoy stood to greet him, but the pain in his ankle made him flinch. Hermione gave him a sheepish look, so he instantly sat back down.
After everyone arrived, Hermione sat down at the long table next to Malfoy, who everyone had helped up.
'I expect you all know what you're here for then!' Hermione began.
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PLEASE READ THE AUTHORS NOTE!
A/N: Well that's the end of the chapter! I hope you like this story. I'm so mean, leaving a cliffy like that! Ok, that was a fairly difficult chapter. I realized half the people in the teams had obviously left Hogwarts, so I had to replace them. I was stumped when it came to Lee Jordan. I never imagined Quidditch without him!
If I do say myself, that was a VERY long chapter. I didn't put in song lyrics for this one, coz I couldn't think of anything that would really go with it.
Anyway THIS IS IMPORTANT! Don't expect a new chapter too soon. I have to start High school, so I won't has as much free time as I used to, so you won't be getting chapters so quickly. Expect two or three a week!
Have Fun. I'll post as soon as possible!
Smokintomfelton/Draco's Little Princess
P.S: I may be putting the rating of the story up, just thought I'd tell you.
R&R EVERYONE! If I'm motivated you'll get chapters faster!