Love and Desire | By : RedDawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 11992 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Draco quickly slipped out of Potions the moment the bell rung and headed straight for his dormitory to drop off his extra textbooks before heading up to the Great Hall for lunch. No one paid him any attention as he entered the Slytherin common room and disappeared down the corridor towards the seventh-year boy’s dormitory. He pushed open the large wooden door and proceeded to his four-poster bed. Taking the books out one at a time, Draco placed them on his bed making sure to keep the novel he had been reading and his Arithmancy book inside his bag. Satisfied at having a significantly lighter bag, Draco hurried off to the Great Hall.
Draco walked into the Great Hall with his head down, glanced up as he passed the Gryffindor table but then quickly averted his gaze when he saw Weasley’s face locked with Granger’s. Feeling irritated he headed towards the Slytherin table. Settling himself at the end of the table, away from his fellow Slytherins, Draco served himself stew and pulled the novel from his bag. With any luck he would not be disturbed until it was time to head for Arithmancy.
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“Ron, will you pass me a roll?” Hermione asked sweetly. Ron reached out, plucked a roll from the tray and handed it to Hermione.
“Thanks,” she said and gave him a kiss on the cheek, successfully capturing his attention.
Ron responded by planting a firm, open mouthed kiss on her lips, his tongue desperately trying to gain access into her mouth. Hermione quickly pulled away, looking around to see if anyone was watching them, relieved that no one was staring. She was not comfortable with public displays of affection and preferred to keep those moments private. She turned back to Ron, looking him in the eye, “Ron you know how I feel about snogging in public.”
“Yeah, sorry,” grumbled Ron turning back to his plate of food.
Hermione was trying to be sweet and show him that she cared but every time she turned around she upset him further. She knew he wanted more from her, but she was not yet ready to give all of herself to him. She knew Harry and Ginny were intimate and assumed Ron did too, but she wasn’t about to be pressured into having sex just because everyone else was. She wanted her first time to be loving and passionate, not obligatory. Sighing loudly, Hermione reached into her bag for her Arithmancy book, propping it up on a jug on pumpkin juice. Deciding she would try to talk with Ron tonight after dinner, Hermione resigned herself to reading while she finished her lunch.
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Draco was running through the corridors from the Great Hall to Arithmancy, having lost track of time engrossed in the novel he had been reading during lunch. The bell would ring any moment and he refused to be late. Draco rounded the last corner and slowed down to catch his breath before entering the classroom, stepping through the door just as the bell rang.
“You’re cutting it close Mr. Malfoy, please take a seat,” said Professor Vector.
“Sorry Professor, it won’t happen again,” muttered Draco, dropping his head, avoiding the gazes of the entire class. Draco glanced back up to find an empty desk, and his stomach did a summersault when he saw that the only empty desk was behind, none other than Hermione Granger. With his heart beating fast, Draco took his seat and retrieved his book from his bag, placing it quietly on his desk not wanting to draw any more attention to himself.
“Good afternoon class. Please take out your copies of Advanced Numerology and Grammatica and turn to page 5. I want you to use the chart and guidelines in the text to decipher the following,” instructed Professor Vector, tapping the chalkboard with her wand. “You will turn in your work for grading at the end of the lesson.”
Draco leaned over, reaching in his bag for parchment, quill, and bottle of ink. While gently pulling the stopper out of the ink bottle, Draco looked up at the back of Hermione’s head, causing his stomach to start another round of summersaults. Why was she making him react this way? Deciding he was simply nervous to be in competition with her, he dipped his quill into the ink and began the assignment.
Draco was flying through the assignment and only had one item left to go. He looked up at the board to read the next item on the list: Choose a fellow student sitting near you and forecast the future between yourself and them. Draco glanced around the room at his classmates contemplating who he would use for the last part of the assignment when Hermione caught his attention. She was scribbling furiously on the parchment in front of her, she paused to dip her quill into her bottle of ink, and flipped her hair over her shoulder before tilting her head back over her desk.
Inspiration suddenly dawned on Draco, he would use Hermione for the next part of the assignment, hoping he would predict himself beating her in lessons this year. Draco leaned forward, dipping his quill into his bottle of ink, taking a deep breath before diving into his work. A whiff of vanilla caught him by surprise, the same smell from this morning’s Amortentia potion. He took another deep breath, smiling at the pleasantness, shook off the thoughts of Potions and resumed working.
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Hermione was becoming agitated, reading back through her work, struggling to find the mistake she made in her calculations. She chose to use Malfoy as subject of her assignment, hoping to shed some light on the real reason for his return, but she made an error somewhere. There was no way the future between herself and Malfoy was “full of love and desire.” The only desire she felt towards him, was the desire to never see him again and she would love to find out what he is up to.
Glancing up at the clock, Hermione felt a wave of panic, class would be over in three minutes and she still hadn’t found her mistake. Trying desperately to concentrate, she started back over from the beginning, her eyes flying over the parchment.
“Alright everyone, time’s up!” announced Professor Vector. “Accio!” Rolls of parchment flew to her desk from all around the classroom, stacking themselves in a neat pile.
Hermione’s heart sank, convinced she just flunked the assignment. It was not like her to make such huge mistakes. Perhaps her situation with Ron was affecting her, causing her to lose her concentration. With renewed determination to settle the matter, she packed up her bag and waited impatiently for the bell.
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Draco was frustrated leaving Arithmancy. He wanted so badly to outshine Hermione this year, yet how was he to accomplish that goal if he failed the first assignment of the year? He was irritated with himself for allowing that stupid potion to mess up his concentration. Brooding over his mistake with the prediction regarding Hermione, and their future “full of love and desire”, Draco stomped into his dormitory, oblivious of the faces sneering at him.
Draco stopped dead as he spotted the mess covering his bed and the surrounding floor; all his books had been ripped to shreds, his trunk lay open at the foot of his bed, torn robes spilling forth. “What the bloody hell!” yelled Draco, enraged.
Three Slytherin boys stared back at him, smirking. “Something wrong Malfoy? Going to summon your mum to come and save you?” sneered the largest of the boys, instigating harsh laughter from the others. “You had best watch your back Malfoy. You are a coward and an embarrassment. I suggest you infest someone else with your filth! You’re not welcome here,” spat the boy and before Malfoy could respond the three boys sauntered off, slamming the dormitory door behind them.
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Thank you everyone for the very kind reviews! I've begun to write a bit faster because of your encouragement. Im currently on chapter 8... hopefully I will be on 9 by the time my daily posting catches up. Please leave me a review if you havent already. I, again, will willingly accept any critism. You guys are awesome! Oh..side note.. I'm going to HP world in LA Saturday!!!! SO BLOODY EXCITED!!!!
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