A/N: I must say I am shocked at how many fan's I have seeing as I haven't been on this site in like 5 years or something like that. Ok just to be clear I got a daughter and husband that take up a lot of my time, but I will try to post something for you each week and sometimes even day. It may not happen and if my writer block of 5 years returns (so sad) I guess we are in trouble, but let hope it doesn't
Chapter 2
Hermione thought she was going to die, as the photo of her kissing Malfoy was waved in the air for all to see. She could hear everyone around her go into silent shock, due to the fact the photo was misleading. It looked like she had thrown herself into his arms in a deep passionate kiss in what would seem to be a moment of lust or something. He had his arms out behind her as if he was catching her in a loving embrace before it started all over again. It didn't even show the rock face she had fallen off of or the tons of bats flying away. Just the two of them in a kissing horror film! She hardly even heard Malfoy screaming to be given the photo; she was utterly humiliated at this point. It wasn't until Draco pulled out his wand and started to chase the second years around the main hall like a crazy person, trying to get his hands on the photo she snapped out of it.
The screams of the younger kid's echoing through the halls 'He going to kill us, run!' and Malfoy looked like he just might kill them too. For the first time she had known him he seemed to have some color in his face, he must have been freaking out. She pulled out her wand finely before yelling "Drop that photo or spend the rest of the night as a rat!" Joining Malfoy in the wizarding world's version of keep away. Second years spread like wild fire in every direction making it unclear which one had the photo. Malfoy ran after one group Hermione after another, only to come up empty handed. It would end with the photo being lost to them as kids made it into their houses.
Hermione turned around to see Harry and Ron had also tried to help get the photo back. They were just as unlucky "Hermione? I know you might not wish to answer this, but um….Why is there a photo of you kissing Malfoy?" Harry asked confused sure, but calm, Ron however was starring at her like she was a trader and hissing "What did he do to you to make you do that!" Of course leave it to Ron to think Malfoy had done something to her.
"It…it was an accident" She said before sniffling "There were these bats and I … fell on him and land like that!" She started to cry at the horror of it all as she did her best to explain to her friends she had NOT meant to kiss that git. It had just happened to be a really bad moment to take the photo. "I know what it looks like, but if the photo had show about three feet away you would of saw a rock face and a huge group of bats flying out of it. Not me falling on that git in the worst kiss EVER!" She covered her face as she cried Harry coming to claim her down "We got to get that photo back"
"Shh Hermione, we'll get it, it will be ok" He say softly as she cried into his shoulder. Harry had pull with everyone, so maybe someone be kind and hand over the photo. She couldn't imagine just how wrong she was, this damn photo was being mass-produced and sent all over the school, along with being owled to Draco Malfoy's parents and some other muggle haters.
Once at dinner the photo was all anyone could talk about. Whereas most kids would point out Draco look blindsided in the photo and Hermione looked like she was screaming, it was not the kind of thing a muggle hatter would notice. Her house did their best to convince her they'd get the photo back, but somehow she knew it was too late. She and Malfoy were being poked fun at no matter what house. Her friends even had to hide a laugh about the damn thing a few times. She looked across the tables to see Draco had not come to dinner. He was most likely still trying to find it or hiding from the shame of it all. She just picked at her food until she couldn't take it anymore and said she was going to do homework.
That was not true, her homework was done hours ago, she was going to hide in the only place she knew she could, the library hidden room. On her way there though she heard screaming form a voice she was sure she knew. Hermione snuck up to the door to peek inside. Mr. Malfoy had got the photo by owl an hour ago and when he did, he came straight to his son for an exploration. Sending a howler was not his father style she guessed it didn't really get the point across. Hermione was about to leave when she heard what was being said "How could you let that dirty mudblood kiss you! You're covered with its filth that kind of dirt never comes off Draco!" Draco father just went on and on about the shame he had brought to their family and all Hermione could think was 'over reacting much?' She of course didn't want to admit she too was over reacting. As words like 'Dishonor, disown and disgust' filled the room and hallway. She almost felt bad for Malfoy as he tried to explain to his father, it was not what it looked like. He told his father about the bat's the fall and how Granger would know better than to touch him. Draco's father didn't seem to believe him, even asked him why on earth he thought that such an advice lie would get him off the hook.
She couldn't see anything after ducking behind the door to avoid being seen, but there was a loud whap sound in the room before she could hear the sound of Draco in pain as his father hissed at him 'you better fix this and make that dirty little mudblooded whore pay! Or you'll be sorry' then 'pop' and nothing. Hermione took off running not wishing to be standing there when Draco came out into the hall. She went to her hiding spot and stayed there for hours. She couldn't understand how it had all gone so wrong for her. The school year was starting out grate, she had a hot boyfriend, ok so Ron wasn't hot, cute sure hot not really. Sweet new classes to look forward to and of course best of all friends to lean on.
She had a feeling Ron wasn't about to let this go easy. Though he did seem to have fun saying that she said Malfoy was a horrible kisser, she got the feeling he was just covering up his true feelings with some jokes. She couldn't wait for his tea pot to blow over, her guess he was plotting some kind of ravage on Malfoy for his unwilling part in the matter. She flopped down in a soft chair thinking about it, she still had him as a boyfriend, an classes that were cool even if she had to get picked on about the photo. An on top of that all her friends still loved her. Ok so maybe she had jumped the gun on the worst moment in history.
She still hated the fact she kissed Malfoy and now there was a photo of it being passed around. But she had kind of lied, the kiss though unwelcome an rather sudden had felt kind of nice in a messed up way. She remember thinking Draco lips tasted like a sweet candy apply, his month had been warm, soft and hot. She would never ever tell anyone about that fact she kind of liked it, but she couldn't lie about it either. As it got late she had forgotten Mr. Malfoy telling his son to make her pay or else. All she could think about was trying not to let those poking fun at her get too her.
As soon as she was ready for bed, she noticed all the girls in her room had been staring at her "What?" She asked already knowing it was about the photo. One of the younger kids jumped on her bed and just asked "Is he a good kisser?" For a moment Hermione thought she was being picked on, when she noticed the girls in the room just wanted to know the dirty details.
"I didn't really notice, I mean I was falling, then shaming into him and falling some more. I didn't really have a moment to think about if it was good or not. I was so disgusted and shocked and freaked out all I could think was 'Oh no no no no, that did not just happen" The girls seemed to be disappointed so she put her finger to her chin "Though now that I think about it he did kind of teats like a candy apply….A rotten candy apply" the room filled with laughter as she found she could also just joke the whole matter away. It was easy to make fun of Draco too; he was such a git after all.
"What happened after word?" Someone asked her she just laughed saying they agreed the moment never happened. "How long were you kissing and on the ground before you two got over the shock of it all" She had to think about it, it felt like hours, but it could of only been "Maybe like 8 seconds, wasn't that long" Once she got the dirty details out in the open everyone went to bed.
Else where
Draco Malfoy was no wears near as lucky about this whole thing as Granger was. His father wished for him to make her pay. Draco had no idea how to make her pay for the whole mess. Plus his own house kept jumping away from him yelling 'Mudblood grimes' as if he was now diseased because of what happened. No one would speak to him and he got this odd feeling they were not just joking around. Maybe it was all in his head he told himself as he got into bed for the night. All he did was toss and turn listening to the laughter. His mind wondered back and forth over just what to do.
When the sun shinned throw the widow Draco dragged his tired ass out of bed. He was so sleepy he didn't think his brain was going to work much that day. Good thing there were no classes on Saturday, just a trip into town. Draco though tired as fuck made himself look as sexy as ever. He made his way down the hall only to be reminded of that damn photo as a few second years run away from him. He already got his hand hit with his father cane there was no point finding the photo now; it was already too late for that. When he sat down everyone at his table slid away from him "Really are we still playing this game?"He asked only to hear someone hiss "It's no game, you let a mudblood kiss you, you're lucky we haven't band you out of our purebloods group" It was Pansy of course, who else would say such a stupid thing.
"I didn't let her!" He snap at the girl grading a muffin off the table "She fell on me, if I had any idea of what was about to happen I would of just off the cliff!" He then stormed out of the room taking his muffin with him. Things would not be so bad if his two dim witted friends were still around. However their families found another school for them after last year's mishap with the death eaters. His father was one of them, but he got away! (Like I said nothing like the book)
Somehow he had to get Granger for this, as he was walking down the hall some girl said 'You teats like a candy apple, a rotten Candy apply" when he looked to see who it was some paint was dumped on him. He knew the voice well enough as he heard laughter for Ginny and Ron weasel. With a not so quit cleaning spell he was on his way, only to hear that saying again. Draco was sick of it, so he graded some little Gryffindor bitch and cast her under a truth spell. GRANGER had told her doom room girl friends he tasted like rotten apples. That was it Granger was going to pay, how dare she make fun of him when this whole thing was her fault!
Once in town he tailed her keeping back to make sure no one saw him. He waited for her to go into the book store alone like she always did. He followed her in to his delight she was in the back only looking up when he graded her by the shirt and shoved her ageist the wall his wand at her thought "Go ahead and scream I dare you." He hissed as she struggled to get to her own wand, stupid girl put it down to read. He shoved his arm into her though chocking her some. "How dare you make jokes at what you did to me out there, I should kill you." His eye were screaming kill the bitch as his mind held him back from doing so "I may teats like rotten applies, but you teats like wet dirt, in other words MUD which is all to fitting a mudblood"
She looked scared for a moment before it went any. Replaced by anger as she kicked him for what he was saying. She tried for her wand but he knocked her down making sure to pin her under him. An then something just slipped into his mind. If she really thought he teats like that then she should be filled with the bad teats all day. Suddenly he was kissing her deeply making sure the girl would never get the teats of him out of her month. Which meant he'd have to teats her all day, but it was all good she had cherry lip gloss on making it rather yummy
Someone cleared their thought making Draco jump off her. He hadn't noticed the girl under him was rather enjoying what was happening to her. The shop keeper made him leave for being so loud along with Granger, who ran off as soon as they exited the building. He made his way outside of town some, believing he'd be getting in trouble for what he did. Only no one came to punish him for jumping Granger at all. Not for hurting her, not for threading to kill her and defiantly not for kissing her.
He was leaning on a fence when someone hit him with a push spell "About time" He said turning around. He was thinking it be the dream team only to see Granger. "Where is the rest of your group? Off to make a mod to come get me?" He taunted her, only for her to smirk "Nope" She walked toward him before shoving him hard ageist the fence. Just as he had done to her back in the bookstore, only he wasn't scared. He was a bit lost as to what the hell she was really up too. Suddenly she was tossing him to the ground to pin him down. "Granger what are you doing?" he had to ask seeing as he could easily toss her off him. "Just returning the favor" then they were kissing again. Something he had done to piss her off had somehow turned into a favor? He was even more lost then before.
What he didn't know was Hermione had in fact run to tell her friend. Only to trip and fall on Snape of all people. He had a potion in his hands he was planning to use on Draco mother in hopes of winning the women heart. It was full of fake feeling for the man you last kissed. He planned to kiss her cheek and slip her it i onto her hand. However it had spilled all over Hermione which made her want the last guy she kissed 'Draco'.
As they were kissing he noticed she was really getting into it. They were rolling around in the ground just making out when he felt her hand slip down to his paints. 'Was this for real?' he had to wonder why her friends were not on him. On that note, why were they doing this in the first place? He had little time to think when a cold hand run over his cock "Granger what are you doing to me?" That potion was on her cloths her lips her skin and all the contacted was making his brain freeze up. He like her couldn't think for shit, all he wanted was more of her. He moaned a bit louder then he would have liked as she started to play with him. Things were about to get real hot in the grass as they started rip each other cloths off.
