Draco
Ow! Man these train seats are hard! I think I've busted my arm. I'm going to open my eyes and find that I did NOT just fall into a compartment full of girls, and Hermione, that were discussing me. I'm going to find that it was all just a bad dream and that I'm actually in the corridor, unconscious. Dare I open my eyes? I crack them open a bit.
Legs.
Girls Legs.
Of corse! The noise must have brought them out into the corridor. I raise my eyes to the dark brown depths of the eyes that belong to the one and only Hermione Granger. Shit!
"Ah, hi," I venture.
What else am I supposed to say? She's grinning down at me. It's not that amusing Granger. Hang on, she's offering me her hand. Should I take it? I think we've been civil enough for one day. But, on the other hand, it's pretty uncomfortable down here. Oh, what the heck.
The minute she helps me up and I am standing on my own two feet she hits herself in the head. Well you didn't HAVE to help me Granger. If I disgust you that much why'd you bother to help me up? Going to go wash your hands now are you? Don't want Malfoy germs?!
"What was that for?" I spit out before I can help myself.
"Oh, I, er, forgot, my, er, toothbrush, at, er, home."
Oh really. That's nice. Not very original Granger.
Aw man! There's dust all over my clothes. Really, aren't their house-elves for this sort of thing? I really must complain to someone the minute I get of this blasted train.
I'm about to reach for the door when Hermione stops me with her voice.
"You just wait right there!"
Man she's bossy sometimes! What does she want now? She's got her hands on her hips, nice round ones. MALFOY!!!!!!!
"Why were you eavesdropping huh?"
Oh shit. I could lie and say that I was just passing. No she'd see through that.
"I was just walking along and this, this eh raccoon comes along and pushes me through."
Holy shit Malfoy! Where the hell did that come from? Raccoon?!
"Raccoon?" she asks.
Oh no, here we go.
"Ah, yeah," I scratch the back of my neck. I need a haircut, should have done that before I left. The Hogsmeade hairdressers are hopeless! Never mind.
She's shaking her head and her friend, Parvati is it laughs.
"Oh Hermione you know those little fluffy things-,"
I'd laugh if I wasn't trying to provoke Hermione.
"I know what a raccoon is!" She snaps.
Corse she does and could quote a whole books worth of facts about one.
"But I don't think it's Mr. Malfoy's real excuse."
Aw Granger, give a man a break! What am I supposed to say now?!
"No you see I reckon that Colin Creevey was trying to transfigure Dennis, some sort of experiment or something. I saw him with a camera at the end of the corridor."
I cross my fingers inside of my robes hoping she'll buy it.
"Really?" Lavender asks. "Wow! I didn't know Colin was that smart. And since when did Dennis hate you so much he'd push you into a door?"
If I wasn't trying to get them to buy this crap I'd have groaned out loud.
"Draco, you know as well as I do that human transfiguration is illegal," Hermione tuts, looking very amused. But she claps her hand over her mouth and this time I know why.
She called me Draco.
There is a very awkward pause, then because Hermione is still looking so shocked I decide to take this chance to escape.
"I'll, ah, see you lovely ladies later then."
And I'm gone.
Once outside of the compartment I lean up against the side of the corridor and take deep breaths. That was very close.
Half an hour later the train shudders to a stop. Outside it's raining and there is a great push to reach the carriages. Hagrid, the big oaf is still here, unfortunately, in that DISGUSTING mole-skin coat of his. Honestly the man, or should I say, giant, has no fashion sense whatsoever.
Hermione's getting into a carriage with Weasel, Potty, Longbottom and the Weaselette. I glimpse a bit of leg as her robes lift up. Nicely tanned. I'm surprised. I thought she spent all her time inside reading. Hmph! I'm surprised that Potter hasn't asked Ginny Weasley out yet though. She's quite pretty. Shame she's a Gryffindor and a Weasley. Sort of puts it out of the question really. Potters probably still mulling over Chang. If you ask me that boy needs his head deflated sooner rather than later. So he fought the Dark Lord. Big deal. So did the Prewetts, Fawcetts, Longbottoms and basically everyone else in the Order of the Phoenix. Yes, I have done my homework. Surprising isn't it. You don't honestly think that I believe all that shit about killing innocent people just because they aren't wizards?! Oh come on! That's one of the reasons my father hates me so much. Pig.
Oh, we're here. Joy. As I'm rushing up the steps before my hair gets completely soaked who do I bump into? If you guessed a bushy-haired Gryffindor then you got it in one. I ended up pushing her backwards (accidentally) into Weasel. Before I can mutter yet another apology Potters got his wand out and I'm flying through the air. The last thing I remember is the sound of my skull hitting the stone wall of the castle, before I black out.
A/N: Sorry that this has taken so long to get up peoples. Enjoy!
Thanks to all readers and reviewers!
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Ow! Man these train seats are hard! I think I've busted my arm. I'm going to open my eyes and find that I did NOT just fall into a compartment full of girls, and Hermione, that were discussing me. I'm going to find that it was all just a bad dream and that I'm actually in the corridor, unconscious. Dare I open my eyes? I crack them open a bit.
Legs.
Girls Legs.
Of corse! The noise must have brought them out into the corridor. I raise my eyes to the dark brown depths of the eyes that belong to the one and only Hermione Granger. Shit!
"Ah, hi," I venture.
What else am I supposed to say? She's grinning down at me. It's not that amusing Granger. Hang on, she's offering me her hand. Should I take it? I think we've been civil enough for one day. But, on the other hand, it's pretty uncomfortable down here. Oh, what the heck.
The minute she helps me up and I am standing on my own two feet she hits herself in the head. Well you didn't HAVE to help me Granger. If I disgust you that much why'd you bother to help me up? Going to go wash your hands now are you? Don't want Malfoy germs?!
"What was that for?" I spit out before I can help myself.
"Oh, I, er, forgot, my, er, toothbrush, at, er, home."
Oh really. That's nice. Not very original Granger.
Aw man! There's dust all over my clothes. Really, aren't their house-elves for this sort of thing? I really must complain to someone the minute I get of this blasted train.
I'm about to reach for the door when Hermione stops me with her voice.
"You just wait right there!"
Man she's bossy sometimes! What does she want now? She's got her hands on her hips, nice round ones. MALFOY!!!!!!!
"Why were you eavesdropping huh?"
Oh shit. I could lie and say that I was just passing. No she'd see through that.
"I was just walking along and this, this eh raccoon comes along and pushes me through."
Holy shit Malfoy! Where the hell did that come from? Raccoon?!
"Raccoon?" she asks.
Oh no, here we go.
"Ah, yeah," I scratch the back of my neck. I need a haircut, should have done that before I left. The Hogsmeade hairdressers are hopeless! Never mind.
She's shaking her head and her friend, Parvati is it laughs.
"Oh Hermione you know those little fluffy things-,"
I'd laugh if I wasn't trying to provoke Hermione.
"I know what a raccoon is!" She snaps.
Corse she does and could quote a whole books worth of facts about one.
"But I don't think it's Mr. Malfoy's real excuse."
Aw Granger, give a man a break! What am I supposed to say now?!
"No you see I reckon that Colin Creevey was trying to transfigure Dennis, some sort of experiment or something. I saw him with a camera at the end of the corridor."
I cross my fingers inside of my robes hoping she'll buy it.
"Really?" Lavender asks. "Wow! I didn't know Colin was that smart. And since when did Dennis hate you so much he'd push you into a door?"
If I wasn't trying to get them to buy this crap I'd have groaned out loud.
"Draco, you know as well as I do that human transfiguration is illegal," Hermione tuts, looking very amused. But she claps her hand over her mouth and this time I know why.
She called me Draco.
There is a very awkward pause, then because Hermione is still looking so shocked I decide to take this chance to escape.
"I'll, ah, see you lovely ladies later then."
And I'm gone.
Once outside of the compartment I lean up against the side of the corridor and take deep breaths. That was very close.
Half an hour later the train shudders to a stop. Outside it's raining and there is a great push to reach the carriages. Hagrid, the big oaf is still here, unfortunately, in that DISGUSTING mole-skin coat of his. Honestly the man, or should I say, giant, has no fashion sense whatsoever.
Hermione's getting into a carriage with Weasel, Potty, Longbottom and the Weaselette. I glimpse a bit of leg as her robes lift up. Nicely tanned. I'm surprised. I thought she spent all her time inside reading. Hmph! I'm surprised that Potter hasn't asked Ginny Weasley out yet though. She's quite pretty. Shame she's a Gryffindor and a Weasley. Sort of puts it out of the question really. Potters probably still mulling over Chang. If you ask me that boy needs his head deflated sooner rather than later. So he fought the Dark Lord. Big deal. So did the Prewetts, Fawcetts, Longbottoms and basically everyone else in the Order of the Phoenix. Yes, I have done my homework. Surprising isn't it. You don't honestly think that I believe all that shit about killing innocent people just because they aren't wizards?! Oh come on! That's one of the reasons my father hates me so much. Pig.
Oh, we're here. Joy. As I'm rushing up the steps before my hair gets completely soaked who do I bump into? If you guessed a bushy-haired Gryffindor then you got it in one. I ended up pushing her backwards (accidentally) into Weasel. Before I can mutter yet another apology Potters got his wand out and I'm flying through the air. The last thing I remember is the sound of my skull hitting the stone wall of the castle, before I black out.
A/N: Sorry that this has taken so long to get up peoples. Enjoy!
Thanks to all readers and reviewers!
Luv Cat(z prefer Chef ..... Meeow!)
And the one and only, gorgeously stunning ....
LUCY!!!!!!!! =)