I wrote Harry Potter fanfiction · 4:39am Nov 12th, 2014
Hermione was making her way to Care Of Magical Creatures with Hagrid, worrying about what kind of monster he would have them deal with next-- maybe a lesson on bathing werewolfs; you just never knew with Hagrid.
She became so deep in thought about what the next unit in the class could be that she accidentally ran into someone, causing her bags' contents to spill. She quickly ducked down to gather her things together to be placed back in the bag before someone stepped on them.
She looked at the person who had bumped into her as they took a sharp turn down a staircase. It was a man, who looked to be in the same year as her. He looked quite handsome, in the way his hair was combed and face was shaped. He was accompanied by two less attractive boys. By the way his body looked, there was no doubt that he had a muscley chest. Hermione ' s face was flushed. Who was that boy? Maybe she could ask him to the school dance Friday...
But then it dawned on her. That hair... bleach blonde, no one else in Hogwarts had that color of hair. There were blonde headed people, of course, but none of that distinct color that made you think that they fell into a bucket of bleach head-first when they were young. She realized that the boy she had just got red in the face over was no other than Malfoy.
She was now late for class, and awkwardly standing in the hallway of other tardy students. They passed her by, one by one. But she still stood there.
What would Harry and Ron think about her thinking of Malfoy in that way? No, she wouldn't tell them... they didn't have to know. But that didn't settle the issue that she had just been turned on by her enime. It had to be the work of some sort of love potion... or something. She hurried off to Hagrid's, suddenly realizing that the lesson had started ten minutes ago...
Later that day, in Potions, she was seated next to Malfoy. She sneaked glances at him every now and then, her face flushing every time. She felt a slight tingle in her nethers each time, too. When Harry and Ron were busy discussing Quidditch, she poked Malfoy on the shoulder and smiled. He looked surprised; Hermione never gave him looks of genuine happiness.
"What you want, mudblood?" Malfoy's friend, Crabbe, asked.
"I just wanted to tell Malfoy that he looked very... flattering today," she felt like her face was on fire. The tingle increased.
Malfoy's face was just as red, if not redder. "T-thanks..." he bit his lip.
That was when Hermione noticed a slight bulge in his pants. Was... was Malfoy feeling the same way toward her as she did him? It wasn't possible; he had always dispised of her.
During Lunch, someone grabbed her by the arm while she was walking down a doorway, into a deserted classroom. She was pulled up against the wall by the figure. She noticed how strong and powerful whoever had pushed her was...
"Hermione," said the voice of Malfoy. She had her eyes shut tight, but at the sound of his voice she opened them.
"Malfoy?"
"Call me Draco, will you?" He said. She had never heard Malfoy speak so softly... so kindly...
"Okay..."
"I---I, Hermione... I must admit..."
She waited patiently to be called something infuriating, like ratnest head.
"You are the cutest mudblood I've ever seen." He said this with a smile... a smile. She hadn't ever seen him smile before.
"Why, thank you... Draco."
"Hermione, would you like to... uh... meet me in the kitchen where the House Elfs work at dinner time tomorrow?"
She grinned. "I.. I would love that."
That was when Draco bent over and kissed Hermione on the lips. His kiss was firm and engaging; she wished it never ended.
"We need to go to lunch, " said Hermione, "Harry and Ron will be wondering where I've gone..."
"Just... stay for a bit longer,"
Hermione began slumping to the floor until Draco laid atop her, planting his lips upon hers once more.
That was when they heard the door open...
And that's all I've written and I'll post the rest timoore... hey, as a side note, am I the only one who suddenly has been getting 200 notifications per day? I usually get about 1 or 2...
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