Wow. I didn't mean to abandon this story, just got busy, the whole parenting thing and working thing kinda takes a toll on you every now and then.
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I will be continuing the story now and updating hopefully every week. This little plot bunny just wont quit buggin me!!!
Plz R & R, flames, whatever! just DO IT! :) I dont own Happy Potter if I did I would be out writting book about Harry Potter but sadly I only hold said computer in my possession.
I've never been much of a girly girl....yeah sure I put on my basic makeup, mascara, a tiny bit of blush, and my handy chapstick. It's not that I didn't like looking pretty, I just didn't really....see a point I suppose.
I wore that perfume since the night he gave it to me. I know. Strange right? It wasn't that I particularly favored the scent or because HE gave it me. No. It was because for once someone didn't take the easy way out and give me books. Yes I love books but honestly! I DO have other interests.
It took me a while to realize I put more effort into how I looked now on days when I knew I would see HIM. And it took me even longer to realize HE was making an effort to avoid me.
"why is Malfoy staring at you like that 'Mione?" Ron asked
Malfoy? Staring? At me? Why?? I turned to look at him from our table outside. It was a bit unnerving to see him looking at me....like he wanted to eat me. I blushed and turned away.
"probably thinking of ways to hex me" I said not looking either of the boys in the eyes
I could hear Ron and Harry arguing about going over there and finding out what evil plot Draco was thinking of.
"I'll find out" I announced getting up quickly before either of them could say anything. I turned and waved to them flashing them a smile, they were staring at me like I grew another head.
Naturally he saw the exchange between the boys and I, he quickly departed before I reached him. I followed set on questioning him once and for all. I searched for him in vain for 20 minutes and I had all but given up when I felt a hand clamp over my mouth and found my self yanked into a darn crevice. I was mentally kicking myself for wandering down the Slytherin halls.
I was up against the wall with a hot body pressed against me. I squeezed my eyes shut trying to contain the tears threating to come out. I wanted to scream but nothing was coming out. I felt hot breath on my cheek and then he whispered to me "are you trying to get your self killed mudblood?"
Malfoy!!! My eyes popped open and I was greeted by tormented mercury eyes. Even if he hadnt said anything I would have felt his anger.
"how dare you!" but I didn't get to finish my sentence, he chose that moment to kiss me! I pushed, I struggled, I scratched, I bit and finally I melted. I couldn't fight his lips on mine, I couldn't fight his hands roaming all over me, I wanted this too much. How foolish of me to I wasn't even just a little bit attracted to him. He was afterall, Draco Malfoy.