Okay! I'm so totally pissed off right now. I like had Chapter 5 typed and junk and then my evil, vile, monkey-eating clown computer shut down! It was so ready! Okay, I'm trying again. sigh
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Chapter 5
Hermione wanted to stick a knife through Pansy Parkinson's neck. She just won't shut up! Her voice was like nails on a chalkboard to Hermione. She continuously talked about well..herself and her future life with Draco and blah blah blah. Hermione tried to block it out, but it was hard. She glanced at Pansy's rapidly moving mouth and imagined ripping off her jaw. She looked over at Malfoy to see if he was enjoying her needless talk. Their eyes met and Hermione felt her stomach lurch. Why would he make me nervous? She quickly looked out the window. After a while the food trolley rolled by. Hermione declined, but then had to suffer through the disgusting smacking noises coming from Crabbe and Goyle's mouths. They continuously stuffed their faces with Chocolate Frogs, Bertie Bott's Beans, and other sacks of sickly sweet filth. Hermione didn't care much for Wizard candy, and decided to never eat any of it again after seeing the gross display of gluttony. After a while a soft knock came on the compartment door and it slid slowly open. A frightened-looking Second Year boy stood there. "P-Professor McGonagall (A/N: Not sure of spelling. L) needs to see the Head Boy and Girl," he stuttered. The boy turned and quickly ran away. Hermione quickly left the compartment and Draco behind, as she heard Pansy's distressed voice as if she'd never see Malfoy again. Hermione arrived at the teachers' compartment as Malfoy caught up to her. "Nice of you to wait, Granger," he said sarcastically. Hermione rolled her eyes and knocked before entering. "There you are! I only need to advise you of your duties. First, you must help the prefects gather the First Years. After we dine I'll give you a list of responsibilities. We'll be arriving shortly. Oh, and Mr. Malfoy, please change into your robes," she said hurriedly. -------------------------------------------------------------------
Hermione made her way back to the compartment, as Draco grabbed her arm, pulling her back a little. "I've been thinking, Granger. Since we are going to be practically living together, we should become more comfortable with one another," he said smoothly. Hermione had no idea what he was talking about. "More comfortable? What does that mean exactly? You want to be friends? Because I don't see that working.." but Hermione was cut off by Draco's mouth covering hers. Hermione started to pull away, but felt somehow drawn into the kiss. No! What am I doing? I should kill him! Hermione couldn't help but kiss back. She hadn't really kissed anyone before..that she chose to remember anyway. The train came to a stop, and with a lurch, broke them apart. "You go ahead. I'll catch up once I've changed," Malfoy said, as if nothing had happened. He headed quickly towards the compartment, leaving a very confused Hermione behind.
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