Summary: He slid down the wall, and touched his lips; grinning absentmindedly ... she ... kissed him
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot, otherwise I'll b dead ... hahahaha not!
Author note: I don't plan my chapters very much ... and I need some fresh ideas. I apologise for not updating but I just started school and our yearly exams are about a month away so I'm probably updating 2 times per week (excuses ... I know)
People don't know the real me
The planning
Once again Hermione burst into hysterical giggles when she stepped through the fat lady portrait.
"Hermione!"
"You okay?"
"How did it go?"
She collapsed in both Ron and Harry's hands trying to support herself in laughing so much.
"I think we should place silencing spells before she wake the whole house up," muttered Harry.
"Good idea, I don't want to get another detention," Ron muttered back and placed silencing spells all over the room while Harry dragged Hermione to their favourite seats beside the fireplace.
"So ... what happened?" asked Ron after he finished placing the silencing charms.
Hermione finally calmed down and told them everything.
After she finished which was a good 10 minutes later, the boys, obviously amused, started thinking about the plan for Hermione to get to Malfoy.
Hermione told them what she thought and what she planned already.
"Okay guys, this is what I did: move 1 – ask him to meet me at the astronomy tower, which was today; move 2 – make him think that I was somebody else's, presumably Ron, and I need him: okay I need to think of move 3," Hermione explained.
She rested her head in her hands, thinking thoroughly.
"How about ... you make it sound like you and Ron or something broke up and you say it was all because of Malfoy," said Harry slowly.
Hermione thought about it and took out a sheet and wrote out the moves.
"No, I don't think so, not so fast. Ron, what do you think?" she muttered.
"Umm ... I dunno. Sending love letters and saying it was you?" he looked drained.
"Guys! Malfoy is not a girl! We don't send love letters to crushes unless we're Pansy!" she cried apparently annoyed.
"Whoa Hermione, calm down! I think I've got an idea," Harry paused dramatically, "How about you stare at him whenever you and Malfoy are in the same room or something."
"Oh and start calling him by his first name," said Ron, his eyes as big as galleons.
"Good idea both of you," she said and started to write those down as move 3.
"Wait, what classes do you have with him tomorrow?" Harry asked.
She searched inside her bag and found her timetable.
"Care of Magical Creatures, Arithmancy and History of Magic" she said aloud.
"Hey, why don't we go to Hagrid first thing next morning and tell him everything and tell him to act like he thinks Hermione likes Malfoy! And then tell Hagrid to tell Malfoy about it!" yelled Ron.
"And then in Arithmancy, stare at him like there's no tomorrow and make sure the teacher sees you and do nothing during the lesson like ... take notes or answer any questions. Make sure he looks weird or something," said Harry slowly.
"And ... why not you guys asked me what's wrong and why am I staring at Malfoy, and ... sit near him or something," she said, trying to make her brain think, since Malfoy fuzzed up her brain after the kiss.
"Ooo, ooo," said Ron jumping up and down, obviously excited, "drool his name like ... H and D forever on your paper ... ahhh this is gonna be perfect!"
"Good point, this will be move 4," she said, writing it down.
This continued for another one and a half hour until the moves of seducing Malfoy filled up the whole week.
"Hermione ... can I ask you a question?" asked Harry suddenly.
"Okay, I'm not going to go through the whole thing of 'you already did' but ... yeah?" she said tiredly.
"Are you experienced?"
Draco walked zig-zagily down towards the Slytherin dungeons. It was a long walk, but it was necessary since he needed to think about the night's events.
She's so pretty when she has her hair tied up ... but then again she's always pretty.
She is taking over me ... argh; she's getting in my way in every thing.
He leaned against the nearest wall and sat down, his arms around his legs.
She's experienced.
And she's someone else's ... not mine.
And she can be anyone else's ... that just proves that I'm not worthy for her.
She can be anyone's ... stop thinking about her ... for god sakes, she could be Weasley's if you don't make a move.
He stayed there until four without moving and thinking about her, and arguing to himself about it.
Is she experienced? you'll have to wait untill next week!!!
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