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Blustr4lyfe: Ugh, so sorry. I know its been a while. But I had to study and I took a LOT of exams. Auw, your reviews are SO sweet. I love you all, like… seriously. I am currently writing a new story with my friend, it hasn't been up yet but I hope its great. Well, she is mostly writing I am like the… co-writer? Yeah. Lol
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This Dance we do.
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"Hi…lover." Draco said, teasingly as he walked into the room. Hermione rolled her eyes, and muttered something.
"What was that?" He raised a eyebrow.
"Oh nothing." She sighed and returned to her boring book. He smirked and sat next to her- too close.
"Move." She got up, but naturally he pulled her down. She glared at him, and a flicker of hurt passed his features.
He suddenly changed it to one of mocking.
"Whatever. I'm leaving you, have fun with your book. God knows you are the most boring person in the world. You should just marry books."
He started to leave, but Hermione held him down. She didn't know what it was, or what compelled her to do such a thing- but her heart stopped beating when he was about to get up. He smirked at her, and started to wrap his arms around her- telling her he won.
Hermione couldn't let that happen, now could she? She pulled away, and rolled her eyes as she saw rage wash his face.
"I don't get it." he began, as his fists tightened- his knuckles turned white. Hermione got scared. Then again, who wouldn't? "You pull me in, then you push me out. Its like you like me and then all of a sudden you can even stand me."
However calmly he said that, Hermione knew how much venom was dropped into it.
"..And I care why?"
Ok, Hermione was pushing it.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Is your time in the month or something?"
Woah.
"Excuse me?" She looked at him incredulously.
"You heard me." Did Draco feel brave or something here?
"You know what. Go screw yourself." she glared at him, as tears prickled her eyes- but she wouldn't dare give them a chance to show him that she was weak.
"Gladly- wait. No. No. I meant-" He turned red, and looked around.
Hermione smirked, and took a step closer to me. "Feeling brave, love?"
Told you that woman can be scary!
She wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered, " You know, I will always win, don't you, Draco?"
HE stared at her for a few seconds, before realizing- the woman can never win. Never.
"No, love. I always win." He pushed her up against a wall, staring at her eyes for a few moments before pushing his lips against hers. She gasped in surprise, and tried prying him off- but couldn't prevail.
She was either to pre-occupied with him smothering her lips, or she was to intoxicated with the drug type of affect he a had on her.
Aren't they kissing, everyday?
She pushed him off her, slightly to get a gasp of air- when she realized what had just happened.
He had won.
"Does everything have to be a competition for you, Malfoy?" she asked as he nipped at her jaw.
"Mm.. yes." he answered without a second thought.
She sighed and whispered, "I don't like you, Draco."
He stopped suddenly, and pulled off.
"Huh?"
Oh yeah, great come back, man.
"I don't think I like you. Hell, I never liked you." she gave give a gold glare and then whispered a harsh, "Who would like a dementor?"
He took several steps away from her, and then realized what she just said was not the same expression to what her face held.
She smirked.
"Draco, I shall always win." she then grinned and then ran to him, her arms wrapped around his neck.
"Auw, don't be sad, I shall always… err.. Like you." she smiled.
Why wasn't liking someone every initiated? Why is it all always the 'loving?"
"What are you think about, Hermione?" asked Harry, who was staring at his best friend- who was staring at another…. Person.
"Hm? Oh nothing."
"It's peculiar."
Harry gave her a strange look before asking, "Uuhm, what is?"
"Thinking about a person everyday. Wondering what they are doing from the moment they leave to till the moment they never come back."
"Ok… someone needs to lay of the romance books, yeah?"
"What? Yeah ok. I think quidditch is great too. All the… balls and.. Yeah.."
He caught her eye… and they kept staring at each other when they both realized- Lunch was over.
Blustar4lyfe: Ugh, short chapter I know. And not much has happened either. I am the worst writer ever. Bear with me, please? Next chapter I promise will be- well.. Errm .. Interesting. Just wait and see!
