Geeze I'm so sorry! I should update more, feel free to .. slap me, but not too hard ;D
Hahahaha, well here you go!
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The morning came quickly, it seemed like only seconds ago she had collapsed on her bed. She shut her eyes tightered, but the insides of her eyelids were a bright red. It must be late for the sun to be shining like that through her window. Slowly she sat up, glaring at the open curtains. She sighed, standing and stretching her slender form, arms raised high as she grumbled and loosened her body.
She ran a tongue over her dry lips, rubbing the back of her head and gazing around wearily, recollecting her thoughts.
What had happened last night? Oh yeah. She frowned as Ron's worried face appeared in her mind, not worry for her of course, worry rather for her finding out he was only trying to make Brown jealous. Yeah, Brown. Little bitch didn't even deserve to have her first name ackowledged.
A laugh rumbled from deep inside her belly, past her chest and out into the bright, cheery morning despite her rather foul mood. With another unexpected chuckle she shook her head, opening her large, mahogany wardrobe and picking out a casual outfit. Nothing extreme, she decided that today she'd relax and tomorrow she'd finish all the work she hadn't already finished.
She trudged down the stone steps, moccasins making no sound in the quiet afternoon. With a sigh she realized she'd missed breakfast, and lunch too. Her stomach growled in protest and she patted it, "Don't worry, I'll find something to eat."
"First sign of insanity? Talking to yourself!" Peeves cackled, whizzing past her ear and floating upside down in front of her, eyes sparkling mischievously.
"Oh shut it." She snarled, her hunger lashing out into her mood.
"Touchy touchy!" He said, obviously delighted. He pulled at a strand of her hair and made a few knots in her hair. It was all very quick and she didn't have time to even squeal at him to stop.
He was gone in an instant, his mad laughter bouncing through the empty corridors.
She frowned, and absentmindedly untangled her hair, walking towards the kitchen. Sure, she still believed in S.P.E.W. but at the moment she was hungry, and hell, a small snack wouldn't hurt anyone.
A handle appeared as she tickled the pear on the portrait of the entrance to the kitchens. She pushed the door open, immediately swarmed by bustling house elves wishing to please her every need.
She frowned again, poor elves.
"Excuse me, miss? What can Spongey (haha spongebob) get you?" An elf squeaked, tugging at her sleeve.
"Oh! Um, may I have a bit of toast, and some pumpkin juice?" She asked, smiling down warmly at the enslaved elves. They all scurried back to their original locations, Spongey and another small elf quickly preparing her order.
"Here you go miss, please enjoy!" They squealed, pushing a plate into her hands, and pushing her towards the replicated dining tables underneath the ones above.
"Thanks." She mumbled, sitting down and munching on her toast thoughtfully. Her mind slowly wandered to the previous night.
Her eyes narrowed and she slowed her chewing, searching her brain for anything. Everything seemed to have washed away like footprints on the sand washed away by the tide.
Suddenly a rather handsome face appeared in her mind. Pale, with beautiful reddish-orange eyes and full lips. She grinned to herself, wondering who it was, but then she froze. Hadn't he tried to--?
Her hand rubbed her neck unconsiously, and she frowned. But then, why?
Then another even more beautiful face appeared, dissolving the vampire away. Pale, as well, with a nice, thin nose, delicate-looking pink lips, stormy gray eyes.. A blush rose to her cheeks at the memory of last night. His body, so perfect, so toned. So not her type!
She shook her head disgustedly, pushing her plates away and leaving as quickly as she had come, her mind swirling with inappropriate thoughts.
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"'Mione! There you are!" Ginny slipped free from Harry's lap, walking to her friend who entered through the portrait hole. "Where were you? At breakfast and at lunch?"
"Hm?" Her eyes were currently glued on the a couple who were basically eating each other's faces off. The girl seemed familiar, and was that a tuft of bright red hair she saw?
"Oh, yeah.. Oh 'Mione I'm sorry." Said her friend sadly, eyes now on Ron and Lavender.
A broad grin escaped her. "Y'know what Gin? I really don't care." She grinned again.
Ginny raised an eyebrow, obviously confused. "Y-you don't?"
"No, actually. I think I like someone else." Hermione said confidently, wondering if she really did like Draco Malfoy of all people. Well he wasn't as bad this year, he was actually really nice. And he did save her just last night. Thanks to him she wasn't sucking people's blood and melting in the sun.
"Wow. No wonder you didn't seem as unhappy as any heartbroken human would." Ginny mused, smirking now as she realized her friend wouldn't be depressed and hurt and crying her shattered heart out. "'Mione? Wow, he must be something to have you daydreaming like that."
"Hm?" Hermione said, snapping back to reality.
"Oh nothing, forget it. I'll see you at dinner, alright?" Ginny said, smiling wickedly and snuggling back onto Harry's lap, causing him to wake from his light slumber.
Hermione chuckled, waving half-heartedly and leaving the portrait hole, hair bouncing behind her in a merry way while Ron watched her from the corner of his eye, rather shocked and quite relieved that she didn't care. Even a bit hurt, but it was better to have a cheery Hermione than a grumpy, hurt one.
Lost in thought, she wandered down the halls, and down several flights of stairs before realizing she was no longer inside. She slowly walked to the great lake, picking up a stone or two on the way and tossing them into the forest.
"Lonely?"
That voice that had her heart beating erratically, none other than Draco. She couldn't hold back the smile that always had to escape her lately when he was around.
"Just a bit, yeah." She said, turning to look at him. Just perfect, she thought sarcastically. He was shirtless, and wearing trunks.
He smirked slightly, "C'mon, swim with me."
"I.. erm.."
"You can swim with your clothes or just summon something to change into. I won't peek." He said with his charming smile.
"Alright, turn around and no peeking!" She said, raising her wand and waving it, not bothering to say the words. "No peeking." She warned again, bathing suit in arms.
Draco nodded solemnly, turning and putting his face in his hands.
She darted behind a rock, and changed as quickly as humanly possible before stepping out. "Okay I'm done."
He turned to look, a grin on his face. She was so modest. A one-piece? A girl with a body like that wearing a one-piece bathing suit?
"Well c'mon!" She said, splashing into the water. He chuckled under his breath before he followed her into the cool water.
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"Did you SEE the giant squid?!" Hermione asked him, giggling at the memory.
"How could I forget.." He muttered, laughing as well. While they had been swimming, and showing off in a silly sort of way, the squid had become a curious creature, and it had tried to spin like they had. Of course, it being big as it was, it quickly was entangled in it's own slippery tentacles. This had made Hermione squeal and want to help, but Draco wouldn't allow it, and soon enough the squid was free, and roaming off to amuse itself in some other way.
"I call shower first!" Hermione said, grinning at Draco and darting inside as he murmured the password.
"Hey, that's not fair!" He called after her, racing to the top of the stairs and stopping in front of her. "I got there first!"
She stuck her lower lip out in a pout, "I wasn't aware that we were racing, ferret." She teased.
"Well excuuuuuuse me!" He said, fluttering his eyelashes, and placing a hand on his chest.
Their flirtations were interrupted by the clearing of someone's throat.
"Oh, hi Pansy." Hermione said politely, stepping back from the blonde. Draco rolled his eyes, unhappy at this interruption.
"How did you get in?" He asked her, stepping down the stairs, and brushing lightly against Hermione which made her blush and have to turn away.
"Why, I slipped in after you two of course." She snapped, glaring at Hermione, who turned now to return the glare. She'd tried being polite, but damn this girl just didn't learn!
Draco turned to look at Hermione, nodding towards the shower door. She smiled slightly, walking into the bathroom and closing the door behind her.
Suddenly a swarm of memories rushed into her mind, wiping all foul thoughts of that all-too-smug pug Pansy. Draco reaching for the shampoo bottle, his muscles rippling with every movement. His moistened lips, the water running down his torso to his length, to his legs, to his toes.
She shook her head violently, humming to try to make the thoughts disappear. Quickly she shed her clothes and stepped into the shower, rinsing herself and shampooing thoroughly. Squids went to the bathroom too, she realized, making a choked sound in the back of her throat.
"What's my problem?" She muttered to herself, sweeping her brown locks out of her face as she stepped onto the tiled floor with a towel wrapped around her body. "Oh, I should tell Draco."
She slid towards one of the three doors, opening it.
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As Hermione went into the bathroom, Pansy quickly wrapped her arms around Draco, leading him to his room. Her lips were hot and feverish against his, which were cool and wet. He struggled to get out of her grip without hurting her physically or mentally.
In response she pushed him down on the bed. "Pansy, I--" She cut him off by lunging herself at him with more kisses. He really didn't want this, and his thoughts wandered to the brunette. Well, he figured, he didn't want to fuck her, no, he wanted to get to know her.
His shirt was torn off, and he snapped back to reality. "Pansy stop!"
She didn't stop, instead she slipped easily out of her clothes, and settled herself on top of him. His eyes stared at her body in disgust. She had no shape except her abnormally large breasts. Bewitched, of course. She giggled as the door opened.
"Draco, I'm fini-- Holy shit, I am so sorry."
The door snapped shut, and with this, Draco finally pushed Pansy to the floor. She yelped, and started to whimper but he grabbed his wand and hushed her with a silencing spell. "Get the fuck out of here."
She nodded, grabbing her clothes, and slipping them on as she rushed to leave.
Draco collapsed on the bed with a moan, face in hands. "I am so STUPID."
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Hermione clutched her hand to her chest, her towel dropping on the floor underneath her as she leaned agains ther room door, dripping steadily onto the wooden floor of her bedroom. A slight sob escaped her. "How could he do this to me?" She laughed now, shaking her head.
"Wait, what am I saying? We're not even together. He doesn't even like me like that." Another laugh, and she slid onto the floor, a puddle now around her as she sat dripping on the floor.
"I'm so pathetic." She murmured, gripping her face tight in her hands, digging her nails into her soft skin. "I don't care, I don't care." She repeated again and again for several minuted until her breathing had calmed. Slowly she stood, and she wrapped the towel around her hair as she grabbed her sleeping gown and slid into it.
Draco stared at the wall for what seemed like hours but was really minutes, and then he stood, heading to the bathroom. He paused at the door opposite his, listening to Hermione shuffling around humming.
Did she really not care? His heart twisted, and his mouth dried. "I should apologize." He mumbled, but he couldn't bring himself to do that as he heard her bed creak as she settled into it.
He walked into the shower, turning the water on, and he banged his head against the glass lightly. "How could I be so stupid?"
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"'Mione! 'Mione wake up, c'monnnn we're going to Hogsmeade through the passageway, come on you promised me weeks ago that you'd come!" Ginny continued to whine as she jumped repeatedly on her friend's bed.
"I'm up, I'm up." Hermione mumbled incoherently, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes only to meet the vivid vlue eyes of her red-headed friend.
"Well hurry up then! Its early, but we're planning on spending the day there! You, me, Ron, and Harry!"
"Not that one bitch... er, whatshername? Lavender?"
"No, no worries 'Mione, though I thought you didn't care." Ginny said with a giggle.
"I don't." Hermione said, sitting up and glaring at her friend in a friendly manner.
"Sure, sure." Ginny said with a wink, opening the curtains to bathe the room in the morning sunlight. Hermione smiled, this was one of the reasons she loved the morning. The sun was just being reborn, in her mind at least, and it was a new day for new opportunities. To forgive and forget Draco's actions, she thought bitterly.
"Hurry!" Ginny whined again, hands on her hips. This always made her look like her mother, however much she denied it.
"I'm goin', geeze Gin." Hermione groaned, slipping into some jeans and a casual tee. "There, you happy?"
"Yeah, now put on some shoes! I'll meet you at the statue!" Ginny said with a wave, darting out the door.
With a sigh, Hermione slipped on some socks, and then some shoes, and within seconds she was out of her door, and bouncing down the stairs, to where she bumped into Draco. Refusing to meet his eyes, she just mumbled a quick hello, and then she practically Disapparated out the door.
His eyebrows went up with surprise, and then a frown bathed his face with a hint of hurt as he watched her basically sprint out the door. "Gee, hi 'Mione." He said, using her nickname on instinct. It was like flowers and warmth on his tongue, and even though he was hurt, her name made him smile, and he wondered where she was off to so early in the morning.