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She nudged him painfully in the gut. “Hermione please don’t do that.” He said calmly.
“Oh, now it’s back to Malfoy? You’ve been calling me Draco lately.” He propped his leg upon the side of the boat and let his chin rest in his hand, looking out onto the shore. The sun shone on him from above making Hermione lose her breath. “You’re probably just scared of being in the water with me. I don’t blame you,” He looked back at her and smirked, “I am pretty intimadating.” He finished cockily.
I DON'T WANT TO BE RIGHT
“So if someone wanted to shag the room would change instantly into some romantic/horny setting with me still in it?” Hermione giggled. She looked up at the oak door, and frowned. What if someone barged in here and-
STOP TRYING SO HARD
“One more thing Ron.” She told him as she touched his cheek sensually.
HE'S GOING CRAZY
“Professor Snape wanted me to tutor some third year in potions.” He lied smoothly. He had really been down at the Qidditch pitch, watching Hermione watch Ron and Harry practice. He loved the way she would smile when they would score a point, or gasp when they almost got hit by a bludger. Always that heartfelt smile for them, but never for him.
DRACO OR RON
“Get away from me.” Her rough voice whispered. He looked up with the snap of his head, and furrowed his eyebrows. She wiggled out of his grasp, and he let her go reluctantly.
BACK TO THE BLACK RIVER
“Oh no.” Hermione muttered. “Quick row us to shore, before it storms.” Draco grabbed the oar with haste, and rowed to the bank quickly. Hermione threw her bag over her shoulder, and jumped over the edge of the boat onto the shore. As soon as Draco was completely out of the boat another roar came from the clouds, and the rain poured down.
NO TURNING BACK
“What is going on headmaster?” Draco blinked, waiting for an answer. Dumbledore paused, and his voice turned very grave. It had a weird echo caused from the closure of the tiny closet, and Draco felt as if he was caught in darkness. The headmaster’s voice sounded unreal as he issued Draco a severe warning.
“Draco?” Hermione whispered in her sleep.
Harry smirked. “Well....” And I’m pretty sure what was said next was totally inappropriate. Suddenly, Hermione made a little cough, having heard enough description from Harry on how good Ginny was. She had no idea why she was even still standing there listening to the boy go on about her ahem certain sexual qualities. She was secretly wondering if Ginny was better than her in bed. It had only been Ginny’s first time, yet Harry explained like she was an expert.
I STILL LOVE HIM
Their love could become something after this was over couldnt it? The more he thought about it as he lay there the more the idea seemed more impossible. They could never be together. Never ever, and they would just have to face the facts.
NIGHTMARES AND DREAMS
“Who are you?” She asked just as harshly, although it was rather difficult with her face being smashed against the brick wall. He pulled back slightly when he noticed her voice sounded a bit muffled by the wall. Then he jerked her around to face him.
THE TRUTH COMES OUT
“What? You went behind my back? Hermione that’s not like you What is wrong with you? You’re not the Hermione I used to know Who could you have possibly been with? ” Then suddenly Ron whipped around and stared accusingly at Harry. Harry looked alarmed, and recoiled, not saying a word to Ron.
ATTACK ON THE HOGWARTS EXPRESS
As if they were passing into the Arctic circle the window started to freeze over. The lights turned off, and the two girls could now see their breaths in front of their faces. Then Hermione saw them. Flying like dark ghosts dementors, hundreds of them were flying in the new nights sky.
"Granger!" He said in a surprised whisper. The words stung her. Granger? What happened to Hermione?
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