A/N: Third chapter up! Yay. Okay, I might not be as pleased with this outcome. Though I have the fourth one plotted I only need to write it down, this chapter is not as long as the others but it will include some drama between Draco and Hermione ;) It was difficult to write that actually hah. Hopefully you'll enjoy it! If you have any ideas for further 'Dramione' scenes for this fanfiction I could need some help. You guys always have such brilliant ideas, I've discovered that from my other fanfiction An unfair love game. The eight chapter might be up for that one today! Not sure, but be on the look out, and if you haven't read it yet, take a look!

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Now here you go, the third chapter of More than Gravity!

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Warning: Be advised of my previous warnings of the mature theme. There will be loads of smut in later chapters, but for now. You're good, some fluff including. I'll warn you when there's a smut scene.

1999 September 15th. Transfiguration & Curses

Draco has never been the superstitious one, believing it to be ludicrous and a waste of time. However these unfortunate incidents that occurred the past days made him think there was a bad omen about him. To begin with him being mistaken as Theodore and getting a blowjob by Granger, nonetheless a very good one, just proved there was a curse. It was only the beginning of his bad luck as it continued the day after when he thought about visiting Theodore at the Hospital Wing, only to see Granger already there. Everything turning worse when Granger found out whom the mistaken encounter had been with. Draco skipped all of his classes that day, he knew it to be cowardly but the guilt was still strong and then there was another dilemma, images of a certain witch becoming stronger, some very naughty images.

There was only one solution to get rid of them, and that someone was Daphne Greengrass. Everything happened so quickly, they started talking and next thing led to Draco pinning Greengrass against the wall as they stumbled over to his dorm, shouting at Harper to get out and next they ended up on his bed with their clothes quickly discarded.

All of that happened yesterday and it had sated his needs for a moment. However his luck only decreased the next day at Charms with the Gryffindors when they all had been paired up in two. Draco's eyes almost bulging out of his eye sockets when he heard the name he'd been paired up with, Granger. Their eyes had met for a split second and he saw the same guilt flashed upon her face. Was this a punishment for his previous actions over the last years? Maybe this is what he deserves, although none of this would've never happened in the first place if it had not been for Granger's moment of arousal. She was to blame but Draco doubted she'd ever admit that.

Now he found himself in a rather predicament. Not only being tortured by the images, in fact now they were more vivid as Granger was seated next time him. Both of them trying their best to only concentrate on what the Professor was saying and to hope the class to be over as quickly as possible. They had yet to speak to each other and Draco wasn't going to speak up first. He figured if she had anything to say then she'll speak her mind.

"Okay class, instead of learning new spells today, I was thinking you can test out your memory of what you learned at your sixth year. For example turning vinegar into wine" spoke Professor Flitwick clearing his throat as he pointed his wand to a bowl of vinegar, demonstrating the charm for the whole class to see and the clear liquid changed to a deep crimson red wine. "Like so." he quipped and the class groaned in boredom. Some even complaining with the words 'that's easy' Flitwick chortled.
"You may think so, but the only student successful with the spell is none other than Miss Granger."

There was no surprise there, the know-it-all always had to prove she was better than everyone, it's always been like that and most of the students were used to it by now. Draco eyed Granger from the side and he narrowed his brows, was that a frown on her face? The Professor just gave her a compliment, usually she would get this unholy victory smile, now it seemed like she had no care in the world. Draco saw the brunette look back at him from the corner of her eyes and he instantly drew his stare away, anywhere but at her, staring down at the desk. It's the curse he kept telling himself and it would probably become worse.

Fifteen minutes and forty tries later to turn the damned vinegar into wine and Draco was starting to feel more impatient, the anger rising. Especially when Granger told him repeatedly that he was saying the spell wrong. What could possibly be so freaking complex about it!? You were just supposed to point your wand at the vinegar and utter the spell, there was no description on how to pronounce the damned word!
"You're saying it wrong Draco" his jaw tensed as he gritted his teeth while gripping the wand tighter. Again she tried to correct him. Only an hour ago Draco was worried about the naughty images he had about the brunette, now he was worried she'd never shut up.

"For the last time don't call me that. It's Malfoy" he gritted out in a low drawl trying to keep the rushed temper inside...at least for now.

"I won't be calling you that." she spoke flatly. Draco blinked turning his attention from the vinegar to glare at Granger instead. "Why the hell not?" he spat out venomously.

Granger simply shrugged her shoulders. "Firstly, Draco is your given name, it just feels weird saying your surname. We're in our last year at Hogwarts and considering what happened last year I don't see the reason on why I shouldn't call you on your first name."

"I don't remember I've given you permission to call me by my first name...Granger"

The brunette scoffed loudly at that. "It's not like I need a permission slip for calling you by your first name. This conversation is ridiculous and you should focus on the spell instead of me calling you by your first name" begun Granger pursing her lips and held her posture high levelled with Draco's, looking down to the glass of vinegar the brunette cleared her throat again. "Now, try the spell again. This time-" "You mean like two nights ago? I don't remember giving you permission to give me a blow-"

Before Draco could finish his sentence there was a loud open-hand smack connecting against his cheek. Leaving a burning red print. The Slytherin widened his eyes, his eyebrows stretching to the hairline. First he was stunned looking at her but then he got furious. All of the students became quiet, looking at both of them. Theodore and Harry whom had been paired up for this assignment just stood there dumbfounded, pondering if they should do something about the situation. Draco heard the Professor yell out Granger's name, however that didn't stop Draco from lashing out at her.

"What the fuck was that for?!"

"You know damn well what that was for!" Granger screamed back, both students spitting out anger to each other. There was so much hostility and of all the students were watching with intrigue how the Gryffindor and Slytherin kept yelling at each other.

"No I really don't! So why don't you share it to the rest of the class!" screamed Draco letting all of the bubbling rage out, he didn't let the brunette retaliate as he continued shouting. "Or wait…you can't. Because people would find out what kind of liar you are, a filthy mudblood liar!" he spat back. Granger gasped covering her mouth, not because of the foul word he labelled her with, but because of the lying part. How did he know? The expression of surprise was clear and Draco used that to his advantage. "Ho-How.." she managed.

"How did I find out?" he assisted, seeing the brunette's face turn white and Draco smirked. "What's wrong Granger? Surprised I knew about the lie?" he tutted smugly. Obviously he wasn't going to tell her about the Notice-Me-Not spell he used while eavesdropping at the Hospital Wing.
"Never thought that about you to be honest. Even amazed me that you've become such a witty liar throughout the years. Is it because you feel guilty about what you did? The poor mudblood whor-" Draco never saw the second painful smack stinging his right cheek coming from the brunette, this time it felt worse as he recoiled back with his head.

Draco's jaw clenched again his chest becoming rapid with each breath he inhaled, as he slowly tilted his head back to Granger. This time his eyes held no kindness and he seemed to have been cured from the seductive images from earlier.

"MR MALFOY AND MISS GRANGER!" Flitwick suddenly shouted having enough out of their outbursts. "That's enough out of the both of you! If you don't stop right this instant I'm sending you to the Headmistress Office. Ten points from Slytherin and ten points from Gryffindor for disrespectful behaviour amongst your fellow classmates." he firmly added and Draco rolled his eyes, like points really mattered any more. "I'm really disappointed in the both of you" Flitwick said aghast and appalled with their drastic shortcoming. "I don't have any choice but to give you both detention for two nights, starting with tonight. Come by at my office at six pm. Now….leave my class this very instant." he huffed the tiny chest rising and falling as the Professor pointed towards the door having a very disappointed frown.

Draco balled his fists digging his nails roughly to the palm of the skin. Sending another glare at Granger he picked up his textbook then head towards the exit. "Fine by me, I don't like this class anyway" he drawled out, slamming the door open, leaving the classroom as the Professor instructed. Draco knew it could've been handled better but right now he was not in his best moods and he had a stinging cheek to boot. She's fucking mental, he had done nothing was all Granger's doing and to make everything worse now he even had detention with her! Draco Malfoy was royally fucked with curses.

Hermione bit down on her lower lip, ashamed that she let the male get to her like that. It had been wrong of her to slap him but damn it had felt good, almost as good when she punched him in her third year. Regardless Hermione was not stupid, he was not all to blame, as that night had been her fault, it haunted her with shame and an unspeakable regret, that's why she had lied to Theodore. Hermione couldn't stand seeing him getting hurt.

The brunette saw the concerns from her boyfriend's and her best friend's expressions. Theodore was ready to walk up to her from the first row but the brunette just shook her head. She couldn't face him right now, not after this. Picking up her books and notes she walked towards the exit, stopping just to send an apologetically frown to Flitwick. "I'm sorry Professor" she whispered, not trusting her voice enough to eventually crack and she'd break down in tears. With that apology Hermione soon left the classroom as well.