A/N: So I’m finally getting back into where I can write again. Yay! I want to take this time to thank everyone who has written me a review. It really helps me keep going.
So without further ado: Chapter 6
Hermione was rolling around in bed and couldn’t sleep. She had been tossing and turning for about three hours and she couldn’t sleep. Why had she done it? Why had she kissed Draco Malfoy? The memory of that said kiss was flowing back to her:
“NO I DIDN’T!” He roared back at her as he turned and got right in her face. Hermione almost didn’t stop in time and they were so close that she could feel the heat radiating from his body. He was so tall that she was looking right at his chest. She looked up and raised an eyebrow.
“How am I supposed to believe that?”
“You just are Granger.” He said his breathing starting to become more rapid. He was so angry at her that he couldn’t help but want to push her away and walk away, but something was keeping him there. Something that he never would admit to everyone else, that something was her. What she did next was not something that he was expecting. She stood on her tippy toes grabbing the back of his neck and smiled as she did so. “I do.” She said pulling him down to her level cause even on her tip toes he was at least 6 inches taller than her, and she kissed him. Just a simple kiss.
She still couldn’t believe that she had done it and she didn’t want to face Malfoy after what she had done after that:
Hermione released herself from him and let go of the back his neck. “Oh no…Oh merlin. What the Bloody Hell is wrong with me? I’m sorry.” She said stepping a couple steps backward and shaking her head. Malfoy still looked a little stunned by the whole thing anyway. “What do you mean by sorry? That was great. There was nothing wrong with it.”
“Yes there is! You’re Draco Malfoy, and I’m Hermione Granger, of course there is something wrong with this! Everything is wrong….so wrong.” She said shaking her head more and more, she probably looked like one of those crazy people that would cover their ears and shake their heads when they didn’t want to think or hear something. “I’ve got to go. I’m sorry.” She said as an afterthought and turned away running from the scene.
Oh what the hell was wrong with her? She just couldn’t hold herself back. Her emotions were running wild. She couldn’t real them in. Plus now that he was her partner for a week in potions, she had to see him. She couldn’t believe that the stupid kiss happened. She was no closer to figuring out why then she was to sleeping. She just wanted to have a good nights sleep for one freaking night. Why had Malfoy have to be stupid and start being somewhat nice to her? Had things really changed for her?
When Hermione had finally given up on sleeping she stood up and looked at the clock and saw that it was 3 in the morning. She shook her head and sighed as she grabbed her towel, and Hogwarts uniform, to go to the Prefects bathroom. This was when she was happy she was only a Prefect and not Head Girl. Yes it was weird that Hermione was not Head Girl, but after everything that had happened in the last six years at Hogwarts, she didn’t want to have any more responsibility then she had to have. So she had actually refused the job. As she made her way to the bathroom she looked down at her attire and rolled her eyes. Why had she not realized to put on a robe? All she had on was a tank top and some short shorts. She walked into the bathroom and was not expecting to see what she was.
There he was walking out of the shower with a towel around his waist, but otherwise in all his glory, the man that had been haunting her thoughts all night, Malfoy. His skin was still glistening with the water from the shower that he had just taken. This was the last thing that Hermione wanted to see, but she had to admit that Quidditch had done him real good. The muscles that were rippling with every movement, made her catch her breath. He was gorgeous, and she was silently cursing him, why did he have to be here?! The more she saw him the more angry she would get with herself, how could she be such a weakling to her hormones? Sure the kisses were amazing, but that’s all she felt for him, Malfoy was an asshole, and she would never feel anything other than hate for him. At least that is what she kept telling herself.
“Are you going to just stand there and gawk at me all day Granger?” He said finally pulling her out of her thoughts. She hadn’t realized that she was standing there red faced and with her mouth open.
“Who would gawk at you Malfoy? You’re nothing special to look at.” She said shrugging as she picked her towel off the ground; in her confusion she had dropped it.
“Yeah sure Granger, whatever you have to say to delude yourself.” He said shaking his head and pulling another towel to rub his hair dry.
Hermione huffed and walked to the shower room before the actual shower and pulled the curtain. She was not going to let Malfoy see her flustered, although he probably already had. “Oh you had to pull the curtain Granger?” He asked and she instantly went red. “Yeah to keep pervs like you from looking.” She answered. All that she got in return was a chuckle, and she had to shake her head as she started the shower.
After a while of cleaning her body she turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. She pulled the towel around her body and pulled the curtain open. “It’s about time that you got out.” She almost slipped on the floor hearing the silky drawn out voice of Malfoy. “What are you still doing here Malfoy?” She asked looking up to see him in front of the mirror turned toward her and leaning on the sink. He was dressed in his Hogwarts uniform which was good for her, because one look at his amazing body and she may have had to take another shower. A cold one.
“Well, I was about to leave cause I was done with getting myself ready when I realized that the door magically locks between certain hours because no one is supposed to be awake, so I can’t leave.” He said shrugging.
Hermione rolled her eyes and turned back to the shower room and pulled the curtain again to get dressed. She pulled her towel to dry her head and grabbed her clothes to put on. Once she was finished with getting dressed she pulled the towel off her head and the curtain as well. Her curls furled around her face and she dumped her towel off in the hamper to get washed. She saw the look that Malfoy was giving her and she raised her eyebrow. “Yes? Is there something wrong?” She asked.
“No not at all.” He said shrugging.
“Whatever.” She added as she walked up to the mirror and sighed. Her hair was insane, why was she cursed with the unruly locks? She pulled her wand out and Malfoy instinctively backed up. Hermione smiled a little at this and began to dry her hair. She was so glad that she was witch, it made her life easier to be able to dry her hair, or even style it with a swish of her wand. She styled her hair so that half of it was up half of it was down. A few curls were left hanging around her face and she thought she looked pretty good. “So if you can do that with your wand….why don’t you change your clothes?” He asked not looking at her. “What?” She asked.
She couldn’t believe that he would ask that what was wrong with her clothes? “What’s wrong with my clothes? There a Hogwarts uniform…just like any other girl.” She said shrugging.
“Not really your uniform skirt is longer than all the other girls and your shirt looked like it’s about two sized to big.” He said shrugging again as if it was nothing to notice things like that. “Well this is to Hogwarts code.”
“Oh that’s right…you’re a good girl.” He said standing up from where he was leaning against a sink. “Your probably even a virgin.” He added looking at the back of her head now.
“That is none of your business!” She yelled turning around to face him.
“It doesn’t matter I just got my answer.”
“What no you didn’t I didn’t even say anything! You’re such a git you know that!”
“So I’ve been told. I could help you with your little problem you know Granger.”
“I don’t have a problem, nor do I even want your help.”
“We’ll see about that Granger.” Malfoy said giving her the infamous smirk. Hermione almost dropped to her knees from that smirk. Why was that stupid smirk affecting her this way? Nothing made any sense to her anymore.
Malfoy waved to her and checked the door. “Just think about what I said.” He added before pushing the door open and leaving. Hermione looked down at her body and sighed. What would it matter if she shrunk her clothes a little bit? There was nothing that could change her curveless body anyway.
She sighed and pulled her wand. She shrunk her skirt and shirt about two sized and looked down once again. Nothing had changed in her mind, but she tried it for an experiment anyway. She looked down at her watch and saw that it was time for breakfast. She was hoping that Harry and Ron where down at the Great Hall and pulled open the door.
As she made her way down she could see the looks that the boys were giving her and she felt a little self-conscious. Because she shrunk her uniform down guys were looking at her? They were such pigs. Once she had made it down to the Great Hall she was glad she found her friends down at the end of the Gryffindor table. She quickly made her way down to the end, and sat down. “Whoa…Hermione is that you?” Ron asked looking a little weird.
“Of course it’s me you dolt.”
“You look….HOT!” He said which earned him a slap from Lavender. “Ouch!”
“You do look good Hermione, very beautiful. What changed?” Harry asked which didn’t seem to get a rise out of Ginny who was sitting next to him. Ginny was smiling herself. “You do look pretty damn amazing Hermione.” She added.
“Uh nothing changed…just shrunk my uniform a bit.” Hermione said shrugging.
“Well you should shrink all your uniforms, because it changes everything about you. I bet you’ll get some boyfriends now!” Ginny said smiling. Ron on the hand looked more disturbed than ever, he actually looked somewhat…jealous maybe…
Hermione giggled a little and nodded. “Maybe.”
Draco watched as Hermione came into the Potions classroom talking with a few boys from Gryffindor, who weren’t really talking to her just staring at her body. Which made Draco do the same, she looked good. She had taken his advice and he almost wished he had seen her earlier. He was pretty sure that he would never let the image of her in the towel, or the image of her now in her improved uniform would ever leave his mind, and he was quite okay with that.
When she sat down he had to contain his self from jumping her right there. Now he was cursing his self for giving her that advice because she looked to unbelievably sexy for him not to notice her. He knew that she was hot, but he had no idea she was that hot. He had wanted her since the beginning of the year when he knew he had a lot better of chance. The whole mudblood thing was because of his father, but now that his father was gone, he didn’t have to show that side of him anymore. He was going to get Hermione Granger if that was the last thing he did. After their kiss last night he didn’t expect that it would take much more to make her his.
“So how has my advice helped you?”
“Shut up Malfoy.”
“Are we really going to fight again? I mean yesterday we did and it didn’t get us anywhere.”
“Oh believe me,” He said as he turned to her and gave her his best smile. “I would much rather be doing other things to you than fighting.”
Draco smiled even more as Hermione’s eyes widened with the realization of what he meant. “Oh yeah, well good luck with that. You will never have me Malfoy. Ever.”
“That is a challenge that I am willing to take my Dear Hermione.”
Again Draco smiled amused when her eyes widened once again. “What did you call me?” She asked still in a state of shock.
“Hermione that is your name is it not?”
All Hermione could do was nod.
A/N: SO there was chapter 6. What did you think? More things will happen in the next couple of chapters, the real plot will come into effect, and more with Draco and Hermione. Please tell me what you thought so Read and Review I appreciate it!
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