Chapter Eight of Just Another Dramione
By: Brittany Swenson AKA IRENKA the pole
The rest of potions went by in a blur for Malfoy. Nothing seemed to be able to catch his attention. At least nothing of the academic sorts that is. His mind raced through all of the different girls he had shagged in the past. He realized that he had never been friends or friendly to any of them. It may have seemed cold to them but for him it was comfortable. Why would he pretend to care about a girl if all he wanted was to have a quick shag. He may not be known for his honesty but that doesn't mean that Malfoy just lead people on for no reason.
The only person whom Malfoy ever could remember as being led on by him was Pansy Parkinson and that was no longer his problem. Sure rumors had spread about their break up, some more extravagant than others, but all of them resembled each other in the idea that it was Malfoy who had wronged Pansy. This was much less embarrassing to Malfoy than the truth because at least he didn't look the fool of the situation. He could care less if people thought that he was a wanker man whore, that wasn't an issue.
Malfoy still couldn't think of anybody he actually cared about by the time the class ended. He took his time picking up his things, watching Hermione as she packed hers. Noticing his gaze she turned and looked at him, an annoyed look plain on her face.
"What are you looking at Malfoy?"
She said, frustrated already.
"Nothing Granger, mind your own business"
He said while smirking half-heartedly at her. His head just wasn't in his usual evil game.
"I will if you stop staring at me. Oh, and were going to have to set up study dates for potions and Transfiguration from now on. Your stupidity will not interfere with my grades. Our first one should be on Saturday in the library. Does that work for you?"
Her cheeks got a pink tinge at the words "study date" but soon her determined attitude came back once she told him his stupidity would not interfere.
Rising to her level he smirked, this time whole-heartedly.
"Oh sorry Granger, I have plans,"
he lied.
"But if you want I can just squeeze you in at lunch tomorrow. You can sit at the Slytherin table. I know Crabbe will be excited to see you"
He pauses to slowly slide his eyes up and down her body causing her to visibly shiver, from disgust or pleasure Malfoy was left to wonder at.
"he's not as selective when it come to blood purity."
Malfoy let out a pleasured laugh at the sight of complete disgust cross Hermione's face. This was fun.
"Fine Malfoy, but you tell Crabbe that if he so much as try's anything that I'm taking bat boogie hexing lessons from Ginny."
And with that she pivoted on her heels and left Malfoy standing there in potions alone with a satisfied smile. But once she was long gone that smile turned into a confused grimace as he began to think about how sexually attracted he was becoming to her all of the sudden, the way her creamy colored cheeks turned the softest shade of pink at her words. How her eyes glinted with anger and fierceness as she accepted his challenge to sit at the Slytherin table tomorrow, and mostly how sensuously her hair flipped when she turned to leave causing a waft of strawberry shampoo to greet his nose.
Malfoy snapped himself out of these ludicrous thoughts when he heard a deep voice clear their throat behind him. Malfoy whipped around to find Professor Snape looking at him, his black eyes staring into his own knowingly.
"Mr. Malfoy, is something troubling you?"
The professor drawled.
"Um Professor, I know this might sound weird but I am having some confusion about a certain girl."
Professor Snape eyed him carefully before responding.
"Well then, what is this confusion about?"
He asked in a calculated voice. Malfoy had always admired Professor Snape as creepy as he was, and as uncomfortable as it was to ask him about girls he continued anyway.
"What does it mean when you start thinking about someone in a sexual way, but you hate that person and they hate you back?"
Malfoy asked.
"I would say that it means that you are growing up and your hormones may be acting up. It also isn't unheard of one to fall for the person that they used to despise."
Said Snape awkwardly, causing Malfoy to laugh a little.
"Oh that's not it Professor, I defiantly am not falling for anyone anytime soon, I'm no fool. What I really should be asking is what do I do about it?"
Professor Snape seemed deep in thought for a moment.
"I would say ignore it, but of course it would only get worse. I do not know what girl you are talking about but I do know of your reputation, so what would make this situation any different from when you desire any other girl. Do what you must Mr. Malfoy, but I urge you to remember not to get too sucked in to anything or idea."
He finished with a pointed look at Malfoy.
"Thank you Professor, I'll be leaving now."
And with that Malfoy left the potions master with a lot on his mind.