Sorry it's taken me so long to put this up. I had writers block, school,
other bursts of inspiration for not this fic, school, breaking up with my
boyfriend, school, a bit more school, reading other fics that seriously
needed my undivided attention, school, picturing Draco in either of two
things- nothing but a sheet or just plain nothing *grins mischievously*,
school, some more school; oh who wants to guess? What's that you say?
School? Why, how ever did you know? You are absolutely right. So, tons of
little things and school, basically. Please love me. I did nothing wrong.
I'm just a murderer of children and a slave to darkness; I'm not a bad
person!
Disclaimer: "What kind of person owns more than his body weight in hair care products? But hey, it gets results."- Draco Malfoy. J.K. owns everything. Everything in this story that you recognize, such as characters, places, and objects, are all recognized by the governments of the world as to belonging to Ms. J. K. Rowling. How formal am I? Booyah.
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Chapter 6~Unfortunate Affairs
Malfoy kept tickling her ribs and she was trying hard to suppress laughter. He knew, miraculously, exactly where to hit her when she was being tickled. After a few minutes of mind numbing torture, she let out a scream and began giggling for all she was worth. "No, no please stop." She could barely make out the words between her laughter.
"How long have you been awake?" he demanded of her, not slowing on his tickles.
"Not long, I swear. Please just stop tickling me!"
He stared at her, tickled her a few moments more just to see her in the vulnerability that he loved. After she had shrieked in pleasure a few more times, he threw the rest of her clothes at her and said, "Dress yourself."
She pouted her bottom lip that looked extremely strange, being half-pink, half-black now. "Aw come on, Draco. I dressed you, why can't you dress me?" Noticing for the first time that she had no shoes or socks on and how few articles he had thrown at her, she added, "I see you've already started. Well, that's unfair. You make me finish what I start, but you don't have to. You are such a hypocrite."
"Do you really want me to, Granger? I won't be gentle like you were with me. I'm not in the greatest of moods right now."
"And why not?"
"Because of you. You had me bloody freaked down there, and then I had to put on a little show for your idiot friends so I could get you back down here! Then I had my life threatened by the red headed weasel if I so much as touched you! It's your own bloody fault that you went unconscious! Dumbledore said we were not to be separated BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY! Closing a door to a compartment I'm not in, that's separation! That's why you passed out and I didn't, you had left me and I was perfectly fine following you like a deranged puppy! I don't know where that man's head is at but if he causes us not to be separated by threatening us with our consciousness, then I suggest that we stay hooked at the hip! Now put your bloody uniform on before we get to the school grounds!"
She put the rest of her clothing on and rummaged through her pants pocket once again; looking now into it as if it were a purse. She pulled out her clear liquid, more cotton balls, lipstick and her comb. She took off her lipstick with the liquid and cotton balls as she had the smear on Draco's neck. She turned him around with one hand and planted her lips firmly against his.
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His mind was completely numb with total shock. What was she doing? He was mad, so she kissed him? What the hell was this girl's problem? She wrapped a thin arm around his neck and pulled him closer so that their chests were slammed against the other. He put an arm around her waist to pull her closer, if at all possible. She again deepened this kiss and wouldn't let go. He pulled away for the first time gasping for breath. She tried to step away, licking her lips, but his grasp still had a death-like hold. He bent his head down kissing the side of her neck, up and down. Whenever he reached her ear, he would nibble on it, ever so lightly. He wanted to take off all the clothing he had so carefully put on moments ago. Finally, he let go of her waist, sitting on the compartment seat he had taken up earlier. She turned to him and asked, "Is the offer still open?" he had no idea what she meant and confusion was plastered across his face.
She let out an exasperated sigh. "Oh never mind. Like I wanted to anyways." She plopped down across from him and pulled on her burgundy knee socks. As she was putting on a pair of black leather ankle boots instead of her Maryjanes, Draco spoke up. "Why don't you wear the lovely pair of socks that match my revolting tie so nicely?" He held up the pair of socks he had taken off of HER feet.
"Your tie is not revolting, it just brought back. bad memories. of you. That's why I'm so confused. You are so." she stopped, not knowing how to describe Draco Malfoy. Words ran through her head, words like obnoxious, perfect, confident, beautiful, intelligent, evil, disgusting, foul-mouthed, absolutely magnificent, and totally confusing. She knew she couldn't say any of that to him. He would use it against her, she knew it. She kissed him again, but quickly.
"What happens in this train stays in this train. Understand?"
"Of course." He suddenly had the urge to tell everybody on the train about this.
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"So you finally got away from that git. Did he hurt you?" Ron started checking her arms and legs for anything that might be a misplaced bruise.
"Ronald Weasley, I am perfectly fine. The only bruises I have are not from Malfoy. You don't have to worry, he wouldn't hurt me, not with you threatening his life like that." Hermione wasn't too pleased with Ron when she heard what he had said to Draco upon taking her back to their compartment.
"Sorry, Maya." He looked at his feet with embarrassment. Ginny punched him in the arm. Hard. "What the hell was that for, VIRGINIA?" She punched him again, but this time, she punched him even harder.
"The first one was for threatening someone, whether or not it was Malfoy. The second one was for calling me Virginia. This one is for upsetting Hermione and making me mad." She punched him harder then the first two times and Hermione swore she could hear something crack.
"Ginny! Don't hurt him! He did nothing wrong that's not easily forgiven!" she checked for a break in his upper arm. Not being sure if anything WAS broken, she had never checked for that sort of thing before, she added, "When we get up to the school, go straight to Madame Pomfrey, I'm not sure if it's broken, but I'm positive I heard something snap." After saying it, she turned to the younger Weasley and glared straight through her skull, or at least tried. Ginny just looked down, cheeks glowing redder than her hair. (A/N ok, ok I know that that comparison is used a lot but I like it. Sorry!)
Trying to break the tension, Harry swung on arm around both girls' shoulders. He started to steer them towards an empty carriage while blabbering on about how this year was going to be fantastic. Ginny climbed into the carriage ignoring Harry's attempts to help her, such as holding her hand so she didn't fall. Hermione, who had much worse balance, willingly took Harry's hand as he offered it. Before letting go, he kissed the top of her hand gently. He let go, blushing furiously. Ron asked for help into the carriage, his arm starting to hurt greatly. Harry helped his friend up and climbed in himself. He caught Hermione's eye, who smiled and looked down, blushing herself. Ginny saw and started giggling like mad. Ron, who didn't see the kiss or either person's blushing, was still hopelessly in the dark. He asked Ginny why she was laughing and then questioned his two best friends if they had any idea why his sister was near hysterics. No one answered his frantic questions and forgot his presence in the carriage until he shrieked in pain and passed out, falling to the floor.
"What the hell!?!" Harry dropped to the floor beside his friend, checking for a pulse. Ginny stopped laughing, her eyes growing large when she realized what happened. She too knelt beside her brother fiercely trying to bring him back to consciousness. Hermione looked down at her three friends; Ginny crying, Harry in frantics, and Ron, Ron was unconscious with a bone sticking from his upper left arm, right where his sister had hit him earlier. She didn't know how it had left his flesh; fractures didn't normally do that. She realized what she was looking at and she noticed the blood seeping from Ron's arm, and the sight made her pass out as well.
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Time for review responses!
Embo~ you are a peach, darling, but what is this I hear about you not updating Why? I shall have to kill you! I don't care if you are too young to die I will still kill you! (I said the same thing about my brother because of the little incident of him jumping on my stomach and constantly kicking me in the back when I was already in substantial pain, so. I think you'll be free from the wrath of lily for a while)
Meeny~ thanks! I can't wait till I put up more chapters either! Hey look at that! I put another chapter up. How did you know the name of my computer? :glares suspiciously: Have you been spying on me again? And Draco should take his shirt off more. I had been reading a story where at one point he wasn't wearing anything at all (i.e. he was stark naked) and at another he was only wearing a sheet tied around his waist. I had some very good visuals that night and I just keep getting them. I have been in a very good mood lately because of that. I know they're out of character but hey who the hell cares!
Moony~ sweetie those are good ideas but umm no I've gotten pretty far into the story and that is nowhere on the agenda. I'm pretty sure that Harry, Ginny and Ron are going to fade in and out of the story so that whole affair thing is outta the question. And Hun, what feelings for Hermione? You mean the ones where Ron just feels like a really protective older brother? Why would he need to confess those? She already knows about them. (I *really* hate Ron/Hermione fics. Can't stand them)
Cutiepie 73~ love you too! I also love my story and lookie im posting! ;-D
Spiderqueen156~ As you have just read yes Dumbledore did something to her (and Draco) he cast a spell or something that made it so that if they were separated at all the one who left would pass out. That also means if they walked away from each other they would both be out.
Alyssa_farrell~ REALLY? Me too I adore this story. And she's not really punk there's going to be a plot twist a little later. Glad you like it
Pixie-dust2525 and mirage05~ hi, thanks, I am! Glad you read it made my day
A/N {I love you people! You actually listen to me unlike the people I'm usually surrounded with. I have gotten no flames from anybody since I yelled at all of you. That is so comforting.) Love you all and don't forget to R/R (that means you em no matter that you haven't updated why?)
Love,
~lilygreeneyes
Disclaimer: "What kind of person owns more than his body weight in hair care products? But hey, it gets results."- Draco Malfoy. J.K. owns everything. Everything in this story that you recognize, such as characters, places, and objects, are all recognized by the governments of the world as to belonging to Ms. J. K. Rowling. How formal am I? Booyah.
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Chapter 6~Unfortunate Affairs
Malfoy kept tickling her ribs and she was trying hard to suppress laughter. He knew, miraculously, exactly where to hit her when she was being tickled. After a few minutes of mind numbing torture, she let out a scream and began giggling for all she was worth. "No, no please stop." She could barely make out the words between her laughter.
"How long have you been awake?" he demanded of her, not slowing on his tickles.
"Not long, I swear. Please just stop tickling me!"
He stared at her, tickled her a few moments more just to see her in the vulnerability that he loved. After she had shrieked in pleasure a few more times, he threw the rest of her clothes at her and said, "Dress yourself."
She pouted her bottom lip that looked extremely strange, being half-pink, half-black now. "Aw come on, Draco. I dressed you, why can't you dress me?" Noticing for the first time that she had no shoes or socks on and how few articles he had thrown at her, she added, "I see you've already started. Well, that's unfair. You make me finish what I start, but you don't have to. You are such a hypocrite."
"Do you really want me to, Granger? I won't be gentle like you were with me. I'm not in the greatest of moods right now."
"And why not?"
"Because of you. You had me bloody freaked down there, and then I had to put on a little show for your idiot friends so I could get you back down here! Then I had my life threatened by the red headed weasel if I so much as touched you! It's your own bloody fault that you went unconscious! Dumbledore said we were not to be separated BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY! Closing a door to a compartment I'm not in, that's separation! That's why you passed out and I didn't, you had left me and I was perfectly fine following you like a deranged puppy! I don't know where that man's head is at but if he causes us not to be separated by threatening us with our consciousness, then I suggest that we stay hooked at the hip! Now put your bloody uniform on before we get to the school grounds!"
She put the rest of her clothing on and rummaged through her pants pocket once again; looking now into it as if it were a purse. She pulled out her clear liquid, more cotton balls, lipstick and her comb. She took off her lipstick with the liquid and cotton balls as she had the smear on Draco's neck. She turned him around with one hand and planted her lips firmly against his.
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His mind was completely numb with total shock. What was she doing? He was mad, so she kissed him? What the hell was this girl's problem? She wrapped a thin arm around his neck and pulled him closer so that their chests were slammed against the other. He put an arm around her waist to pull her closer, if at all possible. She again deepened this kiss and wouldn't let go. He pulled away for the first time gasping for breath. She tried to step away, licking her lips, but his grasp still had a death-like hold. He bent his head down kissing the side of her neck, up and down. Whenever he reached her ear, he would nibble on it, ever so lightly. He wanted to take off all the clothing he had so carefully put on moments ago. Finally, he let go of her waist, sitting on the compartment seat he had taken up earlier. She turned to him and asked, "Is the offer still open?" he had no idea what she meant and confusion was plastered across his face.
She let out an exasperated sigh. "Oh never mind. Like I wanted to anyways." She plopped down across from him and pulled on her burgundy knee socks. As she was putting on a pair of black leather ankle boots instead of her Maryjanes, Draco spoke up. "Why don't you wear the lovely pair of socks that match my revolting tie so nicely?" He held up the pair of socks he had taken off of HER feet.
"Your tie is not revolting, it just brought back. bad memories. of you. That's why I'm so confused. You are so." she stopped, not knowing how to describe Draco Malfoy. Words ran through her head, words like obnoxious, perfect, confident, beautiful, intelligent, evil, disgusting, foul-mouthed, absolutely magnificent, and totally confusing. She knew she couldn't say any of that to him. He would use it against her, she knew it. She kissed him again, but quickly.
"What happens in this train stays in this train. Understand?"
"Of course." He suddenly had the urge to tell everybody on the train about this.
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"So you finally got away from that git. Did he hurt you?" Ron started checking her arms and legs for anything that might be a misplaced bruise.
"Ronald Weasley, I am perfectly fine. The only bruises I have are not from Malfoy. You don't have to worry, he wouldn't hurt me, not with you threatening his life like that." Hermione wasn't too pleased with Ron when she heard what he had said to Draco upon taking her back to their compartment.
"Sorry, Maya." He looked at his feet with embarrassment. Ginny punched him in the arm. Hard. "What the hell was that for, VIRGINIA?" She punched him again, but this time, she punched him even harder.
"The first one was for threatening someone, whether or not it was Malfoy. The second one was for calling me Virginia. This one is for upsetting Hermione and making me mad." She punched him harder then the first two times and Hermione swore she could hear something crack.
"Ginny! Don't hurt him! He did nothing wrong that's not easily forgiven!" she checked for a break in his upper arm. Not being sure if anything WAS broken, she had never checked for that sort of thing before, she added, "When we get up to the school, go straight to Madame Pomfrey, I'm not sure if it's broken, but I'm positive I heard something snap." After saying it, she turned to the younger Weasley and glared straight through her skull, or at least tried. Ginny just looked down, cheeks glowing redder than her hair. (A/N ok, ok I know that that comparison is used a lot but I like it. Sorry!)
Trying to break the tension, Harry swung on arm around both girls' shoulders. He started to steer them towards an empty carriage while blabbering on about how this year was going to be fantastic. Ginny climbed into the carriage ignoring Harry's attempts to help her, such as holding her hand so she didn't fall. Hermione, who had much worse balance, willingly took Harry's hand as he offered it. Before letting go, he kissed the top of her hand gently. He let go, blushing furiously. Ron asked for help into the carriage, his arm starting to hurt greatly. Harry helped his friend up and climbed in himself. He caught Hermione's eye, who smiled and looked down, blushing herself. Ginny saw and started giggling like mad. Ron, who didn't see the kiss or either person's blushing, was still hopelessly in the dark. He asked Ginny why she was laughing and then questioned his two best friends if they had any idea why his sister was near hysterics. No one answered his frantic questions and forgot his presence in the carriage until he shrieked in pain and passed out, falling to the floor.
"What the hell!?!" Harry dropped to the floor beside his friend, checking for a pulse. Ginny stopped laughing, her eyes growing large when she realized what happened. She too knelt beside her brother fiercely trying to bring him back to consciousness. Hermione looked down at her three friends; Ginny crying, Harry in frantics, and Ron, Ron was unconscious with a bone sticking from his upper left arm, right where his sister had hit him earlier. She didn't know how it had left his flesh; fractures didn't normally do that. She realized what she was looking at and she noticed the blood seeping from Ron's arm, and the sight made her pass out as well.
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Time for review responses!
Embo~ you are a peach, darling, but what is this I hear about you not updating Why? I shall have to kill you! I don't care if you are too young to die I will still kill you! (I said the same thing about my brother because of the little incident of him jumping on my stomach and constantly kicking me in the back when I was already in substantial pain, so. I think you'll be free from the wrath of lily for a while)
Meeny~ thanks! I can't wait till I put up more chapters either! Hey look at that! I put another chapter up. How did you know the name of my computer? :glares suspiciously: Have you been spying on me again? And Draco should take his shirt off more. I had been reading a story where at one point he wasn't wearing anything at all (i.e. he was stark naked) and at another he was only wearing a sheet tied around his waist. I had some very good visuals that night and I just keep getting them. I have been in a very good mood lately because of that. I know they're out of character but hey who the hell cares!
Moony~ sweetie those are good ideas but umm no I've gotten pretty far into the story and that is nowhere on the agenda. I'm pretty sure that Harry, Ginny and Ron are going to fade in and out of the story so that whole affair thing is outta the question. And Hun, what feelings for Hermione? You mean the ones where Ron just feels like a really protective older brother? Why would he need to confess those? She already knows about them. (I *really* hate Ron/Hermione fics. Can't stand them)
Cutiepie 73~ love you too! I also love my story and lookie im posting! ;-D
Spiderqueen156~ As you have just read yes Dumbledore did something to her (and Draco) he cast a spell or something that made it so that if they were separated at all the one who left would pass out. That also means if they walked away from each other they would both be out.
Alyssa_farrell~ REALLY? Me too I adore this story. And she's not really punk there's going to be a plot twist a little later. Glad you like it
Pixie-dust2525 and mirage05~ hi, thanks, I am! Glad you read it made my day
A/N {I love you people! You actually listen to me unlike the people I'm usually surrounded with. I have gotten no flames from anybody since I yelled at all of you. That is so comforting.) Love you all and don't forget to R/R (that means you em no matter that you haven't updated why?)
Love,
~lilygreeneyes