Lustful Intentions

By: Loraliant Angelisa Snape

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The evening was unusually cool for a summer evening. But Hermione had no reason to care; she had just made a cup of hot chocolate and was snuggled in front of a small fire with a fiction novel. She had just stumbled upon it, but so far it was proving to be quite good. In fact she could hardly put it down sue to the suspenseful nature. She had just turned the page and took a sip of her tepid drink when the door bell rang.

Hermione sighed as she got up. "I'm coming; hold on a sec!" She walked through her entry hall and opened the door. "May I help yo-" her words died in her throat when she saw who it was.

He walked through her door, pale blond head glistening in the soft lighting of the room, with every ounce of self-assured arrogance. He gazed around at her cream coloured walls decorated by mahogany furniture and magnificently bold portraits of various landscapes and a few of people. Many, however, were bordering on abstract form.

"Malfoy," Hermione began, "what do you want?"

He smirked, "Don't you know yet?" She shook her head no. "Then I shan't tell you."

"Okay Malfoy, what's this about? You're up to something; I just don't know what."

"Is it a crime to want to visit an old school friend?"

"Whenever the two school friends hated each other more than anything in school, and they haven't stopped, I'd say it is."

"You're words wound me, Granger. Really," he sarcastically replied.

"Shut up, you great ferret!" she exclaimed, suddenly losing her temper. "If you're here to be sarcastic, you might as well go."

Both stared the other down. Their gazes clashed and he saw what he wanted. He smirked a little as she started to say, "You won't win against me. Now leave!" Hermione pointed to the door.

"Oh, I'll leave, but only after I've had my say. It's beneficial to you, after all. I've already won." Draco spun on his heel, opened the door, and simply left without as much as a glance at her.

Crookshanks came and wrapped himself around her legs, purring and rubbing his head. "He is one strange man," Hermione said to her cat.

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"And while he is out cold, I'll be filling in," a short, stumpy witch said to the class. Already half of them were near sleep from boredom. Draco himself had been cradling his head with his hand near sleep from the stupor she seemed to give off.

"Excuse me, miss," a blond haired girl towards the middle of the desks said, "but who are you?"

"He he, I'm Dolores Janie Umbridge, of course." Many looked confused, some had don't-care written on their faces, but Draco let out a great whoop.

"Mister uh," she began.

"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Umbridge looked blankly at him for a moment before replying, "Is that all? You expect this to be important to me?"

"Well, you are my old Defense professor at Hogwarts."

"I'm sorry, but you must be referring to my great aunt. She had taught at Hogwarts."

"Oh," Draco mumbled. Well, that was a nicely embarrassing episode.

"Anyway, if you'll turn to page fifty four, and read that, we can have the lecture." Umbridge smiled sweetly at her class. She looked nothing like her great-aunt.

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Ginny smiled slightly as she saw Hermione come into the muggle café with an armful of books; same sweet, studious Hermione to the rescue. She sipped her tea, growing concerned.

"You'll never believe this! Malfoy stopped by at my house last night!" the brunette exclaimed.

Ginny did a double take and stared. "Malfoy, as in 'Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Bad Ass So-Watch-Your-Step? That Malfoy? No!"

Hermione nodded, "Yes."

"What did he want?"

"He stopped by, I let him in, we traded insults, and he looked deep into my eyes, like he was searching for my soul and-"

"And he kissed you and said he'd love you forever, right?" Ginny sarcastically finished. "Sure, he hates you. What happened after that?"

Hermione glared reproachfully before continuing, "He said something about winning a war in reply to what I said about winning no matter what. Afterwards, he skived off because he said he found what he was looking for or some odd stuff like that."

"Hmm, that's odd. I wonder why he was looking into your eyes; they're just plain brown, nearly everyone has those. And when did you get color-changing contacts, by the way?" Ginny asked, looking at her eyes trying to see what was so special about them.

Hermione frowned, "I don't have color-changing contacts in. I don't even wear the things."

"Well, you're eyes look yellowish right now."

"What?" Hermione asked and whipped out her compact. Indeed, her eyes had changed to a yellow-tinted amber. The site of this was a little unnerving.

"See?" Ginny asked. "I assumed you knew.

"What? No, I didn't, but I gotta go now, see ya Gin." Hermione grabbed her books and left.

"Stop by the house later!" Ginny called after her. Hermione waved behind her hurriedly without looking back. "Well, I guess I'll be leaving now then." She looked around once and then disapparated from view. Only one person saw her disappear. But seeing someone pop out of sight wasn't too peculiar to this person.

The blonde smirked. Yellow-amber eyes were the first stage. 'I'd give it another twenty-four days,' he thought. With a quick glance, smirk still in place, he disapparated to his house. Oh, what a good time to plan stage two.

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Yes, I know this is short. I'm sorry, but this was all I had planned for this chapter. On word, it's two pages. Just be glad for the update. Now, as soon as my dialup connection connects back up, I'll reply to your reviews.

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Hatusu: Oh thanks so much for the compliment! You're my second-favorite reviewer by far! I'm glad you think so! I personally think I'm moving too fast, but I can't slow the pace down. And I also think my dialogue sounds false, like they aren't people that are talking. But that's just the way I write, so I'm stuck with it. As for the potion, you'll find out more about it later. I'm not going to say it isn't a love potion, but I'm not going to say that it is. Hermione's just going to be the baby's healer when it's born. I'm not sure yet what will actually come from using and adding it, but I have something in mind. And thanks ever so much! I've grown a lot as a writer, and it's nice to have people think so too. And about Draco being Seeker for the Cannons? Smirks. What would I ever do without Quidditch? You'll see.

Savvyfairy: it's short simply because I had no more to write. Most of the chapters will be short. I only drag things out when I have too. Otherwise, I'm to the point. Hope you enjoy!

And that's all the responses. Next chapter might not have them. It depends how many I get for this chapter! And please recommend this fic to other readers out there!

Loraliant Angelisa Snape