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If Only You knew
They sat in the Head Dorm, after dinner doing there homework. The heat of the day, had somehow managed to say lively into the night. Robes werent worn that day, as teachers were afraid the students would faint of dehydration.
He watched her as she sat on the red and gold couch, concentrating on her Arithmacy homework.
Her almond shaped, chocolate brown eyes locked with mine, before I grew nervous and pulled away. Her eyes just peirced through me, as if she could see just what I was thinking. How I was feeling. About her.
She subcounsicouly licks her soft, lucious, pink lips, then bites down in deep thought. I love how Arithmacy always stumps her so she bites her bottom lip. Its so cute, hot, adorable, and sexy in one. Only she can do that.
Her thin, nimble fingers run through her dark brown, curly locks, as she brushes them out of her face. The moonlight coming in from the window makes it look as if she is glowing. Like an angel. Her creamy, milk white complexion is perfect.
She has a few freckles on the bridge of her tiny, round nose that are begging to be kissed. Her cheeks rosy from the heat of the night.
Her quill runs down her neck, to the opening of her Oxford school blouse. The first 3 buttons are undone, showing off her large, round, plump breasts, and the red bra underneath.
The small black uniform skirt is slowly riding up her thigh as she shifts while thinking. Her creamy white, firm thigh is teasing me. I just wants to run my hand up her thigh.
Tease. Thats what she is. She's teasing me and doesn't even know it.
She felt someone watching her, and looked up in time to see his eyes dart back down quickly to the parchment on his lap. Thinking he wouldn't notice if she took a peek at him, she looked him up and down...
He looks as if he is really concentrating on his Potions essay, but I know different. Coming from Snapes house he was a natural at Potions, and even if he weren't Snape would pass him no matter what.
His round,indigo eyes, are half hidden behind the long,black lashes that surrond his eyes. He runs a dark, long fingered hand through his thick,raven coloured curls, letting out a soft, yet frustrated sigh.
He absently scratches his bare chest with his other hand. His muscular chest, and 6-pack stomache are begging for me to come and run my fingers across them.
His pajama pants are hung loosely on his hips, threatening to fall at any given minute. There a dark blue, almost black, but suit him well. They match his eyes...
He brings his bare feet up onto the green couch he's sitting on and stretches out, lying on his back. Running his hands over his bare chest, teasing me...
Tease. He's teasing me everyday, and yet he doesn't know what it does to me...
Giving a frustrated sign, Hermione stood up, gather her books and parchments, and quickly walked off to the Head Girls Bedroom. After hearing her bedroom door close with a sharp snap, Blaise sat up adruptly.
Oh Gods! She's such a tease...
While Hermione leaned against the wooden door, sighed, and slowly sank down to the floor...
If only he knew...tease...
Hey! I hope you liked this little ficlet of mine! hehe I was going to have it with more words, but when I read it over, I realized that I like it better as just a nice little ficlet instead of some long one...Im working on 2 other chapter stories and with all the stuff I need to do, liek school project...lol Christmas is in 22Days! Yeah! haha! Well, alright, thanks for reading, and rememeber to review on your way out! Thanks!
Huggs, and Kisses,
Shannon 3