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Three Kisses and Nothing At All by Zubz2004

Format: One-shot
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 2,458

Rating: 12+
Warnings: No Warnings

Genres: Romance
Characters: Draco

First Published: 01/03/2006
Last Chapter: 01/03/2006
Last Updated: 03/15/2006

Draco Malfoy is dating Pansy Parkinson but for some reason he can't keep his mind off that Granger. Especially after that incident...But will he risk his relationship with Pansy on the basis of this single incident? And how can he be sure that she will accept him? Read and find out. AN: Another hapless summary. Thanks again to Queen Sabreen for the awesome banner! Wohoo! OVER 1000 READS! Please R&R!
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Three Kisses and Nothing At All

AN: Ever-grateful to my swift beta Lovinrain!

He tried not to think of her. He desperately tried not to think of her but how could he not when he saw Pansy climb down the stairs from the girls’ dormitories with such elegance and grace; how different she was to her. The girl whom he’d seen bounding down the main staircase so many times, with bushy hair flying behind her and a bagful of books banging against her right shoulder as she tried to keep it in her grasp. Wanting nothing more than to shovel down a quick lunch before rushing off to the library for a proof-read of an essay she had written.

Draco took Pansy’s hand as she reached out for him. His gaze passed over her slender and gratifying body; the low-cut black dress she’d worn to mark the occasion of Valentines Day doing justice to her long and shapely legs and no other dress could have better displayed her perfect curves.

He gave her a quick smile as his hand slid around her waist and pulled her close. Her head leaned slightly on his shoulder and he liked the warm and comfortable feel of it there; a few strands of her shoulder-length black hair tickled him beneath the nose and some even had the audacity to lick deliciously at the side of his face. Slowly she raised her head and kissed him gently on the cheek.

“Let’s go,” she whispered into his ears and he could not help but be excited by the feel of her breath on his neck and the seductiveness of her husky voice.

“Yes,” he whispered back as they began to walk across the common room to the exit of the Slytherin common room.

The walk to the entrance hall was a veil of silence, the only sound was of their light steps on the cold floor and the flutter of clothing as Draco pulled her hand to his mouth, kissing it gently and sending ripples through her skin that made her heart hammer against her chest. It made her want to simply claim his lips in hers and kiss him as succulently and passionately as her physical strength would allow. But to her dismay he’d let their hands fall back between them, clasped tightly together and fingers entwined. As they reached the entrance hall they saw before them a long column of students who had decided that a change of environment was necessary and what better way to do this than to visit Hogsmead?

Slowly the queue of students lessened as each was given permission to leave the premises and soon it was Draco and Pansy’s turn.

‘I’ll make this worthwhile, I’ll not think of the mudblood or the mistake I made with her,’ he thought as he stepped out of the castle and into the warm but breezy grounds, with a smile plastered on his thin pink lips as he thought of all the enjoyment that lay ahead of them.


The date had gone quite well so far. The two had roamed the streets of Hogsmead talking of absolutely anything that came to mind for hours on end. Time had flown by and without even realising it the sunlight had begun to slip away and soon it was quite dark. Now they found themselves sitting across the table from each other at The Three Broomsticks with a bottle of butterbeer each.

“We should be getting back soon,” Draco commented as he looked around at the half empty interior of Rosmerta’s pub. Pansy sent him a quick smile, gulped down the rest of her butterbeer and stood up; throwing the cluster of pink and red heart-shaped confetti that had collected in her lap onto the floor. She looked at Draco and thought he looked quite handsome with some of the confetti, which had been falling from ceiling to the mark Valentines Day, mixed pleasantly with his bangs of white blonde hair.

“Yes, come on, let’s go,” she agreed as she watched him stand up and, after taking a final swig of his drink, he took her hand and led her outside.


“I hope you enjoyed yourself today, Draco Dearest, because I certainly did,” Pansy remarked as she turned to face him in front of the main doors of Hogwarts Castle.

“Of course I did, Pansy! How could I not with a date as beautiful as you?” he replied sweetly, his face beaming with contentment and pride; he hadn’t thought of Granger throughout the whole day. Not once! The matter had proven quite difficult since their little incident in the library.

“Oh Draco, you are so charming!” she exclaimed as she drew closer to him, not being able to resist the temptation any longer, and their lips met in a deep kiss. He raised his hand to cup her face as he enjoyed the final seconds of it; her lips were so soft against his and so tender that he could not help but nibble gently on her lower lip.

“Come on, let’s go inside before we get caught,” Draco breathed as he took hold of her upper arm and guided her into the entrance hall.

They made their way through the cold corridors that led down to the dungeons and the Slytherin common room, thoughts of their day together keeping out the chill.


Draco lay on his back looking up at the roof of his four-poster bed, with the hangings drawn closed around him as he thought back to the incident with Granger.
She had been standing in the library looking out of the window at the snow falling and the students playing, with her arms folded across her chest. She looked so lonely, her eyes were glazed over and what he could see of her brow was furrowed.

He had been rushing past the library, quite wound up about something or other that no longer seemed important to him and saw her from the corner of his eyes. He backtracked a few steps and looked inside. His thoughts were proven correct; it was Granger all right.

He didn’t know what made him do it. Maybe it was because he was pumped up with so much emotion or because she had looked so innocently attractive but no matter what he used to excuse his behaviour, he could not deny the fact that he had done it.

He slid into the library without a sound and was standing behind her within a matter of seconds. She wasn’t yet aware of his presence and so he placed his arms around her waist and slowly turned her around. Without letting her realise who he was, he pulled her close and kissed her harshly. She had kissed back with passion for the first few seconds but upon meeting his cold grey eyes her own widened with shock. She quickly pulled back, throwing his arms off her.

“Malfoy!” she spat as she wiped her lips clean with the back of her hand, a look of disconcert and abhorrence finally settled on her face as it lost its confused demeanour.

“I’m sorry,” he said quickly, taking a step back as he realised what he had just done.

“I’m sorry? I’m sorry?! Is that all you can say? You have the nerve to kiss me, the girl whom you’ve labelled a mudblood and tormented for the past five or so years and then you simply say you’re sorry!!” She raged, her fists clenched tightly and her face pale.

Draco hadn’t replied. He simply looked down at the ground, amazed at his own behaviour. Blood rushed to his face and his normally deathly white face had reddened, his cool, calm and collected manner replaced with one of fluster and embarrassment.

“Don’t you dare touch me again, Malfoy!” she shrieked at him and stormed out. He followed suit and from that day on the two took great pains to avoid meeting up alone anywhere.

He frowned; he still didn’t know what had made him do it. She had this thing about her that attracted him. He thought of her a challenge and Malfoy’s always loved a challenge.


As the days passed Draco’s relationship with Pansy disintegrated. He was becoming increasingly quite, and finding it much more interesting to gaze into space than to look at or even speak to Pansy. He was also finding Pansy’s incessant company a burden and wished she’d just let him be.

Finally she decided to go and seek attention elsewhere and soon Draco saw her tagging along with a sixth year Slytherin who Draco wasn’t quite taken with.

One day while he was sitting in his favourite armchair before the fire in the Slytherin common room, Pansy came to him. She stood silently in front of him while he stared, dazed, at her mid-stomach without taking anything in.

“Erm…Draco?” Pansy finally said.

“Hmm…?” he realised her presence in front of him but did not look up to see her.

“Well, Blaise asked me on a date a while ago. You don’t mind if I go with him, do you?” she asked slowly, holding her breath as she anticipated his reaction.

“Huh?!” His head snapped up and his cold grey eyes met her brown ones. “And why do you think I’d care?” he sneered as he collected himself.

She sighed and replied quite sadly. “Well…I just thought…we were never officially over…and…erm…” she looked away from him, fidgeting with her hair as she tucked away a loose strand behind her ears before meeting his gaze with a meaningful look.

“Oh, ok. Well, I suppose you can go with him then,” Draco replied nonchalantly, his eyes glazing over once again.

Pansy seemed about to retort something but then thought better of it before making her way across the room.

“I always thought there was another girl involved,” Pansy breathed through gritted teeth as she stood at the foot of the stairs that led to the girls’ dormitories. Her statement came as a sudden chill to Draco, forcing him to look up at her, and he was alarmed at the flash of fury that had passed through her eyes.

He watched her as she stormed up the stairs and distinctly heard the slam of a door as it was shut with great force. He sighed. Turning to the depths of the blazing fire, his mind was overcome by the rampaging emotions and a single memory of a girl who he realised looked more pleasant by the day; bushy hair quite tamed, a little make-up here and there and clothing that was appealing to both sexes.

‘Why did she kiss me back? Who did she expect to sneak up on her like that?’

A week later

Spring had begun to set in, the birds chirped happily in the trees and the slight breeze rustled the foliage of the Forbidden Forest which seemed alive with movement.
Draco skulked behind the pumpkin patch near Hagrid’s hut, waiting for Granger to come out. He had given in. He had to speak to her. He needed to speak to her.

He breathed aloud with relief as the door opened within a matter of minutes and a smiling young lady in a short light-blue dress, slightly bushy hair pulled back into a ponytail and the minimal touches of make-up evident on her face, stepped out of the hut.

Turning back to wave once more when she was a few metres away, she seemed quite copasetic and of a content mood but Draco could not think of anything that could make her walk with such a distinct bounce in her step and a manner of standing and walking that was quite distinguished from the one he was used to.

“Granger!” he called out to her when she was a decent distance away from the hut.

She looked about her; her brow furrowed giving her the innocent and worried look that attracted Draco so much.

“Over here,” he called out again, still hidden from view.

She looked around suspiciously and seemed to waver between giving in to her curiosity of finding out who was calling out to her and the common sense of walking away instead of putting herself in a position of danger.

Her curiosity won her over. Granger took a few cautious steps towards the pumpkin patch and then, seeming to want to get the meeting over and done with, she strode over purposely and at a quick pace.

“Malfoy!” she shrieked as she saw his head of sleek white blonde hair just visible from behind a pumpkin.

“I just wanted to speak to you Granger…erm…about that day?” Draco faltered. Why had he done this?!

“Look Malfoy that was a mistake. Nothing more. Plus, you know better than I do that it’ll never work even if I had the slightest inkling, which I don’t, to pair up with you. Our differences will always stand in our way and we’re both aware that we’ll never have true peace when everyone you know is so determinedly prejudiced against me. And,” she added as an after thought, taking in a long breath as her rant came to an end, “I’m with someone.”

A small smile played at the side of her lips as she looked dreamily past him. Suddenly her eyes snapped back to his and Granger said with an air of finality, “It was a mistake. I was expecting someone else. Just forget it ever happened,” and with that she swivelled around and walked briskly away without a second glance. She started to run as she saw scar-head and his bimbo of a sidekick step out of the castle.

She sent a quick scowl to the place where she knew he was standing and watching before she threw her arms around the redhead. Granger pulled him close into a deep and passionate kiss, her hands reached into his bright red hair as he wrapped his arms around her, not caring that they were displaying their affection so freely in the middle of the Hogwarts grounds.

A wave of nausea came over Draco. His heart hammered as he took in the images of what he was witnessing. His breath caught in his chest and he tried to swallow down the lump that had suddenly come into existence in his throat. Draco silently slipped back into the shadows of the pumpkin patch.

She was with Weasleby. Damn.

AN: So, what did you think of that? I wanted to write one that wasn't quite so predictable and that didn't have a 'and they lived happily ever after' ending. So, here you have it. What did you think? Please Read and Review to let me know! Thanks for reading!