A/N: Okay, I realized that I should clear something up. The reason Hermione is judging her Amortentia smell is because she's in denial that she likes Draco. Because of the kiss, she thinks that he doesn't like her, so she's trying to shove her feelings deep down.
Anyways, that's about it. I don't have much to say, but I'm thankful for all the people who looked at my fanfiction :) Thanks! Same disclamers as before. Now, on with the story.
Professor Slughorn had recently left the class, deciding that Hermione was mature enough to take care of the class and deal with Draco. However, that decision was one that Hermione was furious about. She didn't need Draco pestering her when she was trying to beat Harry.
Draco looked at the brunette next to him, and questioned his choice.
"What are you going to get out of this, huh? Besides, you have a task to complete, but you're sitting here with a mudblood." A voice inside of him screamed.
"Well, aren't you going to help?" Hermione huffed, working on the potion.
"Nope." He smirked.
"Then what are you doing here, you ferret?" Hermione scowled.
"Gee, you do have a nasty temper. I just wanted to learn about potion making." Draco said innocently.
Hermione narrowed her eyes and continued to stir her potion. Little locks of her hair had flowastray from her bun as she blew them out of the way.
Draco simply continued looking at her, and before he could stop himself, he gently tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.
Hermione swiftly turned to face him, and Draco moved his hand away quickly.
"Don't touch me." She scowled slightly. Deep down, however, she enjoyed his attention.
"You didn't mind when I was kissing you last night." He whispered. A small smirk crept over his face, as he leaned in closer. He propped his elbow up on the table and rested his head on his closed hand.
Hermione searched her mind for something to say, before blurting the first thing that came to mind. "You can't stop smirking, can you?"
Draco's smirk grew larger, before he placed his arm around her waist and pulled her towards him. Hermione realised what was about to happen and started to pound his chest with her fists.
"I'm afraid that I'm much more stronger than you, Granger."
She glared at him and grabbed her wand from the desk, before poking his chest with it.
"How about now?" She frowned.
"Well, now, that's not fair, is it?"
"It's not like you've ever played fair, Malfoy."
Draco placed his forefinger under her chin and lifted it, giving him a better look of her forceful glare.
He felt the pressure of the wand against his chest loosen and he leant in even closer.
The quiet bubbling of the potion and the slow, heavy breaths of the pair filled the classroom. Suddenly, there was tapping of footsteps outside of the classroom, causing Hermione and Draco to frantically untangle from their embrace.
"Well, my students are doing pretty well, but I'm afraid that I'll have to close the classroom for the night. Head off back to your dorms." Professor Slughorn shooed. With a wave of his wand, the mess was gone.
Draco brushed the back of his neck and nodded, walking off. Hermione grabbed her textbooks and began to chase after Draco, before Professor Slughorn stopped her.
"Be careful of that one, dear. He bites." He said, with no context. He placed his hand on her shoulder.
"W-what..?"
"You know who I mean. He's not safe."
Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Goodnight, Professor Slughorn."
"Goodnight, Ms. Granger."
The special Head Boy and Girl dorms were connected to their respective common rooms, but were kept seperate. The rooms lined up against a curved wall with a balcony. Hermione's took a glance at Draco's dorm, which was right next to hers. Hermione walked up to her dorm.
"Well, looks like you decided to come back tonight." The portrait spoke.
Hermione jumped back, slightly startled.
"You don't usually talk, Angelica Schuyler."
"I mean, you don't usually pay attention to me, just because I'm an immigrant portrait." She rolls her eyes.
"So, how's it going with Alexander?" Hermione smiles, eyeing the portrait on Draco's door. The man was sleeping softly.
"I told you, he's married to my sister."
Hermione shrugged and procceded to whisper her password.
"Jane."
The portrait swung open and Hermione stepped into her dorm.
"Goodnight, Angelica." Hermione smiled at her as she closed.
She sighed loudly and sat on a red, velvet couch.
The dorm was fairly grand, the couch sitting near a corner of a room. There was a soft carpet beneath the couch, which covered most of the floor. A few still image paintings scattered the walls of the room. A small kitchen was in a corner of the room, with pots and pans displayed.
Hermione took off her tie and walked to her bedroom. A four post bed with curtains sat square in the middle of the room, covered with a red blanket. Her chest sat to the right of the bed, with the on-suite bathroom to her left.
Hermione plopped onto her bed and stared at the entrance on her right.
To her surprise, there was three loud knocks at the portrait.
Two thoughts raced between her mind.
"1. Who the hell knocks on a portrait? Angelica's going to kill them.
2. And at this time?"
She walked to her portrait and opened it.
"Hello Granger." Draco smirked, leaning on the door frame.
"You're such an idiot for knocking on the portrait." Hermione bluntly stated. Angelica had left the portrait.
"I got something to tell you." Draco winked. Hermione snorted. "Did he not hear anything I said?"
"What the bloody hell do you wan-"
And his lips were on hers, warm and soft.
Draco relished this moment. He savoured every side of her small, perfect lips. He deepened the kiss and smirked slightly when he heard a tiny moan.
Hermione's eyes were wide open for a second, and closed. She opened them a tad, before pushing Draco away suddenly. His eyes flung open, and he raised an eyebrow at her reaction.
"Ron! I-I..."
"Well, you really are a slut, aren't you?" The red-head angrily announced. He whispered his password to his portrait and entered the dorm next to Hermione's.
Welppp just realised I used Snape in the first chapter... I'M SORRY :'( I'm too lazy to change it tho xD. Also, I threw some Hamilton in there... :D
Review? It's a bit short, I know. I still hope you enjoy.
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