When Hermione looked away, she could feel something wasn't right…like her body and heart wanted Draco to keep looking at her. Oh, god, no….not this again…it's like 3rd year all over again. Dammit. Neither student realized they were thinking the exact same thing, at the exact same time.
After the welcome meal was finished, Hermione, Ron and Ginny were walking out of the Great Hall together when Hermione saw some 1st years getting into lost. She told her friends 'good-night' and went over to them. She realized they were Hufflepuff students. Hermione showed them the right way and was about to head down the stairs when a Slytherin 1st year knocked into her as he was running by. She stumbled and someone grabbed her around the waist. "Watch where you're going newbie. 20 points from Slytherin." Hermione recognized that voice and turned around; sure enough it was Draco Malfoy standing behind her.
The 11 year old was staring at Draco. "I know you. You're a Malfoy. Surely you're not sticking up for this mud-blood. And besides, you would never take points from your own house." The kid was gaining confidence because he was so sure that Draco "The Slytherin Prince" would never do such things against another Slytherin.
Draco moved from behind Hermione and grabbed the poor kid by the collar and pushed him into the wall with dark eyes. "No one and I do mean no one, calls Granger 'mud-blood' except for me. Got it?" The 1st year nodded. "And yes, I will take points from my own house. And if you don't believe it then just watch me." Hermione put her hand on Draco's shoulder and he let go. They both left the frightened little boy on the ground and headed to the Head's common room.
"Malfoy…"
"What now Granger?" He spun around and looked at her.
"Why did you just do that for me? You would never stick up for me."
"Well, if someone disrespects the Head Girl, then that means that they have no respect for the Head Boy either and I cannot have that happen." I also can't have her find out that I like her. Why her? Why can't I like Pansy like everyone wants me to?
"Well, thank you." Draco looked up at her and was staring at her. She blushed and asked, "What? Is there something wrong with my face?" Hermione kept brushing her hand against her face, trying to wipe the invisible things off of it.
Draco grabbed her hand and said, "No, there is nothing wrong with your face Hermione. It's perfect."
Hermione caught her breath. "What did you call me?"
Draco tried to remember but all he could remember was calling her Hermione. Oh, shit! After all this time in saying in his head, it finally came out. "Um…I….just…."
For the first time since I've known him, Draco Malfoy had no words. "Well since you already are on a first name basis, Draco, I'll do it too." She smiled up at him. Maybe this whole seducing thing will be easier than I thought. She could see him getting nervous and moved closer to him. When they were almost touching, Hermione moved her lips to his ear and whispered, "When this year is over, I'll make sure you never call me mud-blood again." He was shaking.
Damn, she is so sexy. I just need to keep everything under control. My body is going ridged. What is this? I have never felt such an urge to have someone in my arms before. I, Draco Malfoy, cannot fall for this filthy, little mud-blood. I can't let her do this to me. What that, Draco pushed Hermione into the wall and was trying to act tough but when Hermione looked up at him with those beautiful, brown eyes, he couldn't resist anymore. And he didn't care one bit either. He kissed her, with heat in his lips. Draco was anything but gentle to her either.
"Draco..." she moaned as he moved to her neck, sucking hard. Her skin felt so do to him. Hermione was breathing hard as she pushed him away. Draco looked at her confused and Hermione explained, "Draco, I like you. Ever since 3rd year when our skin touched for the first time. When it happened, sparks flew though my body. And it all started with you. But what is happening…it's not right. You're the Slytherin Prince and I'm a Gryffindor. We are two completely different people. Not to mention, everyone would be pissed off if they found out."
Draco pushed her closer to the wall and sighed. "They don't have to find out." Hermione rolled her eyes. "Okay, you're right. We can't." he let her go and she went to her room and Draco swore he heard it lock shut. "Dammit, Hermione. I'm going to get you to be mine. I've waited too long for this moment to just let you go." Great, now I'm fucking talking to myself.
