Secret Love - Sa13+

[MalfoyzBeloved]

This is my first Harry Potter fan fic that I thought would be fun to share. I'm a big Draco/Hermione shipper now, so obviously this story is a Dr/Hr. I've written the first five chapters already, but there'll be more if you people are interested.

Summary:
It's the trio's 7th and final year at Hogwarts. The Death Eaters got into the castle and killed Dumbledore, so there's a new Headmistress this year. Hermione was chosen to be Head Girl, but when she finds out Malfoy is the new Head Boy, she can't even imagine how her year will turn out. They have to live in the same Common Room, patrol together, make plans for Hogwarts events together, everything is together. How will Hermione survive her final year doing everything with one she hates so much?

Chapter 1.
Head Students of Hogwarts

Hermione couldn’t wait to board the Hogwarts Express again. It felt like a lifetime since she stepped into the prefect’s compartment with Ron. But this year would be a little different, she would be Head Girl.
Of course, everyone seemed to expect she’d become Head Girl, so it wasn’t much of a surprise to anyone she told. They weren’t as surprised about her new position as they were when they found out Ron was going to be a prefect in the 5th year.
Hermione felt as if it was her first time she stepped onto the Hogwarts Express, but that was 7 years ago. She was happy to be heading back to Hogwarts, but somewhat saddened at the thought she’d most likely never return again after this year.

“Should we find a compartment? It’s filling up,” Harry commented as he, Ron and Hermione lugged their things onto the train.
“Well Ron and I...”
“Oh yeah, go ahead,” Harry cut off. He was still not used to the fact they had to go to different compartments.
“I wonder who Head Boy is,” Ron commented randomly as he and Hermione started towards the end of the train. “You’re sure the letter didn’t tell you?”
“If I knew, I’d tell you,” Hermione reminded Ron.
Ron continued on ahead of Hermione and into a different prefect’s compartment. Hermione stopped and noticed a different compartment.
‘Head Girl and Head Boy’ the sign on the door read. Hermione smiled and pushed the door open. She saw the magically enlarged room was empty, so she put her luggage near the wall and took a seat on a plush looking couch. After a few minutes, she got bored and pulled out her book, Standard Book of Spells, Grade Seven.
“Granger as Head Girl, wasn’t anticipating that one,” a voice sneered. Hermione automatically knew who it was before she even looked up from her book.
“Malfoy as Head Boy, didn’t foresee that one,” Hermione shot back. “Honestly.”
Draco took his seat across from Hermione.
“Some people never change,” he muttered when he saw Hermione’s book.
Hermione looked up from her reading.
“Speaking hypocritically, are we, Malfoy?” Hermione replied, eyes narrowed slightly. “Is that a new tactic of yours now?”
“Is it working?” he asked, smirking.
Hermione scoffed, burrowing her way back into her book.
Draco looked at Hermione. She changed since he last saw her; she looked like a real young woman instead of a beaver. Her bushy hair was now naturally curled and it looked like it got highlighted by the sun. It was hanging just below her shoulders, a few curly stray hairs framing her face. Her dark eyes pensively scanned the words in her book. Her lips looked poutier. He noticed her slim figure was hidden underneath a loose-fitting long sleeve shirt and plain light blue jeans.
“Muggle-blood disease isn’t contagious,” Hermione said. She didn’t even look up from her book and she knew Draco was staring.
“You’ve changed,” Draco responded, looking away. He was hoping that would get her attention away from the book that seemed to enthrall her so. It worked.
She closed her book and put it down next to her bags. She looked up at Draco with an eyebrow raised slightly.
“What are you implying by that, Malfoy?” she asked.
“Physically, Granger. And they say you’re the brightest witch of your age...”
Hermione gave him a quick one-over. He grew over the summer, at least 6 feet tall now. His hair hung loose, hanging gently over his usual grey eyes. She saw some muscles through his black button-up shirt. The shirt corresponded perfectly with faded blue jeans.
“Whatever,” Hermione mumbled, shaking her head as she picked her book back up from off the ground.
Hermione’s passiveness to the comment surprised Draco. His guarded expression covered his slight shock. He shook the feeling away and went into his thoughts, which were boring, even to him.
“Why’d you come back?” Hermione asked quietly.
“What?” Draco didn’t hear the quiet question.
“Why’d you come back?” Hermione asked with an assertive edge.
“Since when’d you care?” he responded bluntly, looking back at the wall to his right.
Hermione scoffed again and started reading. The room was quiet until they were called into the prefect’s meeting. She explained everything (practically, Draco barely said anything) to the prefects. They went back to their compartment and changed into their robes in the attached bathrooms, still silent the whole time.
Hermione took her seat again after getting changed in the bathroom, which was attached to the Heads’ compartment. She picked up her book again and just thought about how this last year would go. Whenever her eyes flickered to Malfoy, he seemed to look elsewhere. Hermione hated that feeling, she was sure he was watching her.
The train lurched to a stop. Hermione practically hurried out of the compartment and joined Harry and Ron in the thestral-pulled carriage. All three of them were silent when it took off into the air.
“So, who’s Head Boy...?” Harry asked, attempting to break the awkward-feeling silence.
“Guess,” Hermione responded through clenched teeth.
Harry gave her a quizzical look for a moment. His face broke into realization.
“A certain blonde...?”
“You two can barely stand looking at another in a classroom, let alone living in the same Common Room!” Ron exclaimed, cutting off Harry. “How did McGonagall pick Malfoy, Malfoy of all people!”
“Well if you really think about it, he did get good grades...” Hermione started.
“Is sneaking in Death Eaters into Hogwarts a class now?” Ron shot back.
Hermione sighed, not responding. The three of them were left in silence again. They all got out of the carriage, entered Hogwarts Castle, and went to the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall. Professor McGonagall, the new Headmistress, made a short speech, and dinner appeared in front of everyone. They all ate. When they finished, Ron went to get the password into Gryffindor House.
“McGonagall wants to see you,” Ron told Hermione as he passed her with Harry, leaving the Great Hall.
Hermione shrugged and went up to Professor McGonagall. A moment later, Draco joined. McGonagall told them to follow her, and she led the both of them to a painting of a man sitting in a chair in the middle of a field, his horse grazing a distance away (for a painting).
“Password?” a gruff-voiced man in the painting asked.
“Pestanomai,” Professor McGonagall responded.
Hermione seemed to remember hearing that word somewhere before. She started going through her memories to see where she recognized the word. The painting unlatched the door, opening it up to the professor, Hermione and Draco.
“That’ll be your password for the year,” McGonagall told them. “Hermione, the stairs to the right lead to your dormitory, Draco yours is to the left. When you get up there, you’ll be asked for a password. Whatever you respond will be your password for the rest of the year.”
Professor McGonagall left the Common Room. Without a word, Hermione headed for the stairs and climbed up them.
“Password?” a painting of a lady atop a castle tower asked.
“Buckbeak,” she automatically responded. She couldn’t help but think about the poor, lonely hippogriff that was still locked in Number 12 Grimmauld Place.
The door swung open, revealing a bed in a large room that could fit at least seven others with beds.
“One question,” Hermione said as she stepped inside.
“What?” the lady asked.
“If I ever wanted to change the password, would I be able to?”
“You already made your password choice, so no.” The lady slammed the door shut.
Hermione saw all of her luggage inside and beside the bed. She started unpacking, setting everything neatly elsewhere around the room. When she was done, she left her room and went into the common room. She saw a piece of paper lying on the table beside a couch. She picked it up and noticed it was the patrolling schedule.
“No...” Hermione muttered slowly.
“What’s gotten your robes up in a knot, Granger?”
Hermione looked behind her and saw Draco at coming up behind her. He came up beside her, a few steps away though, and snatched the paper away from Hermione. He looked at the schedule. The paper said all the times for his patrolling were with Hermione, and in the same areas. He couldn’t help but smirk.
“What’s so funny?” Hermione practically demanded.
Draco put the schedule back on the table.
“Nothing of interest to you, mudblood.”
He went back up to his dormitory. Hermione rolled her eyes and looked at the paper again.
“The Head Girl and Head Boy shall always patrol together,” she read out loud. She sighed. This'll be one interesting year.

[siriusblackliveson]

*first reader alert*

OOOO i love it post more post more that's great you are an excilent(sp? to early to remember) writer i hope you write more by the way
the names
Sarah

[Les Mots]

I love it! Way better than mine!

[MalfoyzBeloved]

Thanx guys
Lol, I'm just going through the other chapters editing some stuff (whenever I scan through the story I find something I have to fix).
I'll add the second part in a few hours (maybe later tonight if someone else posts). To my own surprise, I started another fan fic, but I'll make sure it doesn't get in the way as much as my other ones =) I still gotta actually start the 5th part to this story... or is it 6th... Great, that's not good, I forgot.
But it actually surprised me how quick this went through (considering), I thought it took longer, especially since it was Sunday when it went through.
Yeah, anyways, whenever someone next posts I'll add the second part, til then...
*goes off to proof read 2nd part again*
P.S: siriusblackliveson, you're name is Sarah? Sweet, spelled right to (tis my name as well)

[Fallon Chanel]

**********!!!!!!!!!!NEW READER ALERT!!!!!!!!!!**********
i LOVE THiS FF!!! iT iS AMAZiNGLYAWESOME!!!! PLEZ POST MORE SOON!!! PAMS!!! PAMSOiD!!!

[MalfoyzBeloved]

I actually just editted the 2nd story, so I'll post it in this post! (fast I know, but I've written the first 6 stories, cause I 4got what I did/finished... ).
I'm such a perfectionist when it comes to writing, I'll sometimes spend more time going over editting than writing the actual story (it's happened).
So yeah, here's chapter 2, left ya on a cliffie, so enjoy!

Chapter 2
A New Professor

“I can’t stand another minute in that... that room!” Hermione spat when Harry and Ron found her.
“Need a break from being Head Girl?” Harry asked.
“Harry wants the job, can’t you tell?” Ron joked. Hermione giggled, Harry’s cheeks flushed.
“But you can always come to the Gryffindor common room if you ever wanted to,” Harry offered, trying to phrase it so Ron couldn’t twist it.
“Yeah, I can’t imagine how you could survive two days straight with only the Head’s common room, the only other person living there being Malfoy,” Ron added as they turned a corner. Now they could clearly see their Transfiguration classroom ahead.
“I wonder who our Transfiguration teacher’ll be this year,” Hermione commented as they neared the door, trying to change the subject.
“Yeah, I don’t think McGonagall would want to be Headmistress and a teacher of a class,” Ron responded. The bell rang through the halls as he pulled the door open.
“Late already? Not a good way to start the year.”
The three of them looked to the front of the class and saw a lanky man standing front and centre. He had short, spiky hair that seemed to have grey highlights here and there. A scar expanded from his eyebrow, over his eye, and all the way down to the end of his nose.
“Sorry... sir,” Harry responded, feeble on what to call the professor.
“And our own Head Girl is late? Not a good impression you’re making,” the man commented with a tisk.
Draco, Crabbe and Goyle sniggered.
“Mister Malfoy, you of all people should know not to interrupt! Blimey, I’ve seen many more acceptable students that didn’t even make head in my lifetime...”
Hermione resisted the urge to sigh and roll her eyes and took a seat at a two-person desk. Harry took the seat beside her and Ron sat behind them.
“No, no, no, you three, spread apart,” the professor told them.
Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle started sniggering again.
“Don’t make separate you three either!” the professor snapped, not taking his eyes off of Harry, Hermione and Ron. “Now you, Weasley...”
“’Ow do you know who I am?” Ron blurted, surprised at the teacher’s knowledge.
“It’s not hard to recognize your family,” the professor responded simply, with a hint of distain in his voice. “Now you, go over there,” the professor pointed to the open front desk to the far right.
Ron rolled his eyes and gathered his things and moved to the open desk.
“You, Potter,” he pointed at Harry. “Over there,” he pointed to the open desk beside Neville.
Harry scoffed and moved to the desk beside Neville. He didn’t even bother asking how the professor knew who he was, he was used to it.
“Granger, move over one,” the professor said plainly as he turned around, back facing the class now.
“What for...?” Hermione couldn’t help but mumble as she slid into the chair next to her.
“What was that?” the professor snapped, not even turning around.
“I said sure,” Hermione said in a normal voice.
“I am Professor Kruliki...” he started writing on the chalkboard. “And I will be your Transfiguration teacher for the rest of the year.”
He went through his expectations for the class and immediately got into the lesson. He taught them how to turn a rat (Ron shivered whenever the professor said ‘rat’), into another animal of their choosing, and back again. When the bell rang, telling everyone it was the end of class, Harry, Ron, and Hermione scurried out quickly, mingling inside the crowd of students leaving.
Outside the door, they met up together at the corner.
“My God, it’s another Snape!” Ron exclaimed when he saw Harry and Hermione.
“He’s not exactly greasy...” Harry pointed out.
They laughed as they headed to their second class. They all went separate ways to their third class. Hermione went to Ancient Runes while Harry and Ron went to Charms.
“Oh God...” she muttered under her breath when she saw a bleach blonde heading towards the door that led to the Ancient Runes class. What surprised her was he was alone. She didn’t see Crabbe’s fat exterior or Goyle’s tall, lanky body anywhere in her sight.
She continued towards the door. Malfoy opened it just as she was about to reach out and open it.
“Ladies first,” she said smugly as she walked inside the room and past Draco. He ignored the comment and just walked in behind her. As they took their seats on opposite ends of the room, the bell rang.
As the class progressed, Hermione kept getting the feeling she was being watched, even when she wasn’t attempting to answer a question.

“Oi, Hermione, didn’t you say you had to patrol tonight?” Ron asked suddenly.
“Can I see your schedule?” Hermione asked, remembering she saw tonight as a night she had to patrol the dungeons with Draco.
“Mine doesn’t have the Heads times actually...” Ron mumbled.
Hermione growled and got up out of the couch she sat on in the Gryffindor common room.
“See you two later!”
“Bye Hermione,” Harry and Ron said together as she closed the door with the Fat Lady. She hurried down, and eventually up, some stairs and got to the Head’s ‘house’.
“Password?”
“Uh... Peslanormi?”
“Not right.”
Hermione stomped a foot on the stone ground. She just forgot what the password was.
“Uh... Peklanoma?”
“Nope.”
“Um... Periculi?”
The door swung open before the painting could respond. Hermione smiled, since she thought she got the password right. Unfortunately, Draco was on the other side.
“Forgot the password, Granger?” he asked with a small hint of triumph.
“Wasn’t it...”
“Wrong,” the painting finished.
Draco snickered as he passed her.
“You’re supposed to be down in the dungeons,” Draco called as he went down the stairs. Hermione was surprised that he was helping her. She hurried in before the painting could close the door on her. She went in to change into her robes and hurried back out. She ran down the stairs and everything slowly got darker. After three corners, the only light that showed her the way was the occasional torch. She sighed and pulled out her wand.
“Lumos,” she muttered.
The end of her wand lit up with a flash of blue light. She turned the corner again. A tall, lean figure was standing there. She screamed and jumped.
“Late,” Draco’s voice sneered. “But that’s probably not something new to hear.”
“Oh, shut up,” Hermione retorted. “But that’s probably nothing new for you to hear.”
He glowered at her.
“Can’t believe I actually tried to get this position,” he muttered as he turned around, starting to walk away.
“You tried?” Hermione was legitimately surprised. She started following behind him.
“Yeah, what’s so surprising about that?”
“Just... never thought you had enough initiative.”
“If I didn’t have enough ‘initiative’, how do you think I got stuck here with you in the dark dungeons?”
“Typical ways,” she mumbled.
He stopped. He didn’t turn around, but just stopped where he was.
“What do you mean by that?”
“You know, your links.”
He couldn’t think of a witty response to that, so he started walking again. Hermione started catching up again after a moment.
“No witty, sarcastic yet tedious comment?”
“I thought you were all about being tactful, Granger,” Draco retorted, still not looking back.
“A Malfoy knows the meaning of the word tact?” Hermione responded in a mock surprised way, even if she was slightly amazed.
“Sometimes I wonder if you do, mudblood,” Draco shot back.
“Do you have any new jokes? Because honestly, the mudblood comments are at least five years old.”
“I’m just stating the obvious about you, Granger.”
“Malfoy?”
“What?” he snapped, actually turning around to look at Hermione.
“I have a name.”
“Your point?”
“Use it.”
“Only if you use mine.”
Hermione pursed her lips, almost in thought.
“Fine, Draco. As long as you quit staring at me like that.” She was disgusted at the thought of him looking at her the way he was; it was like he was looking right through her
Draco couldn’t help but watch her expression; he’s never seen Hermione purse her lips before.
“Fine, Hermione.” He turned around and continued patrolling. He just realized he’s never called her by her first name before. It felt good.
They continued patrolling in silence. After fifty minutes of wandering the dark dungeons, a beeper went off.
“What was that?” Hermione jumped.
“A ‘beeper’...” Draco responded as if it was obvious. He tapped his wand on the watch twice and then put it away. The noise stopped.
“What for?”
“My mum put it on my watch awhile back.”
“What would you need it for? You’re always at classes on time.”
“Who said it was for classes?” he responded. Hermione saw him smirk.
“True,” Hermione muttered as she turned around to go back the way she came an hour ago.
“I know a quicker way,” Draco called after her.
Hermione stopped and turned around.
“To the common room?”
“Where else?”
She smiled and started walking again. Draco waited. The light on his wand went out and he put it away. Hermione wasn’t sure if she should do the same.
“It gets brighter, you don’t need your wand,” Draco told her, knowing what she was thinking. Hermione flicked her wand and her light went out as well, putting her wand away.
True to his word, the dungeons seemed to grow brighter. They took a couple corners, and the torch lighting seemed to grow a bit dimmer, but not much. Suddenly, in synchronization, the lights went out.

[Fallon Chanel]

OMG OMG A CLiFFiE!!!!! HOW COULD U!!!! LOL J/K i LOVED iT!!! PAMS!!!! PAMSOiD!!!!!!

[MalfoyzBeloved]

Lol, that's what I do, leave people on cliffies If you can't stand this one, wait til you see the next chapter... (hint hint).
I'll be posting that either tomorrow or the day after, just so I'm not clumping the first 6 together in like, a week and find I'm like, not even half-finished the 7th chapter (which I just started... finally Been awhile, haven't bothered trying to start ch. 7 cause I kinda left myself at a writers block)

[siriusblackliveson]

OH my gosh that was so awesome i loved it.... wow i thought i stopped breathing after i finished i have to know what happens you need to post today now right now i tell you RIGHT NOW please i'm dieing here but i'm breathing we are good the lights go out oh my gosh hurry and post
-sarah and yeah you spelled it right and coolio that we are both named sarah.

[MalfoyzBeloved]

Yeah, also within a week or so (by the time I'll be finished with posting the stuff I finished), I might take awhile to write the parts after, cause right now it's prewritten (by me of course ), cause I'm doing different F.F right now (like, two, well, one's more actively added to than the other, the not-so-active one is a Lily/James one, and this other one is something I probably won't post cause it isn't much HP related cause of my own characters, so yeah). But at one point if I don't post for like, awhile, sorry, but I'm still on a chapter 7 writers block for this Dr/Hr F.F.
Yeah, next post'll be the 3rd chapter, just going to edit it now to post (try saying edit it ten times fast, it sounds cool, but not as cool as 'edited it')

[MalfoyzBeloved]

I love this, just quick editing and I'm done.
Wow, it only took a minute to! It seems kinda short (compared to what I normally write), but whatever. Anyways....

Chapter 3
Draco and the Dark Dungeon

“What... is this some kind of sick trick, Draco?” Hermione stammered when the halls were nothing but blackness.
He didn’t respond. She heard a couple of footsteps, fading from her hearing a bit more each time, and then they stopped.
“Maybe some sort of breeze...”
“We’re underground!”
Draco was trying to find his wand. He felt around inside his robes but couldn’t feel it.
“What’d you do?” Hermione asked hesitantly as she tried to feel around her wand as well.
“If you didn’t notice, I didn’t have my wand at the time,” Draco snapped. He still couldn’t find it.
Hermione whimpered. She never like the dark all that much, but to be in the dungeons, where a troll was released six years ago, where the three-headed dog lived, or used to live, she hated more. And to have both actually scared her.
“Can you find yours?” she asked, still unable to find her own wand.
“Not yet.”
“What if some sort of... huge ugly brute came along and...”
There were some footsteps, and then they stopped abruptly in front of her.
“Calm down, and just shut up,” Draco said as he grabbed her arms. It wasn’t a tight grip, but wasn’t exactly ginger either.
There were some more footsteps.
“Are you dancing or something?” Hermione asked, confused at why there were the echoing sounds of feet tapping on the dungeon floor.
“Why would I be?” Draco pointed out as he let go of her.
A light suddenly illuminated in front of their faces. A third one appeared as well. It was a pale face with oily, black hair with black robes to match.
“Isn’t it past patrolling hours, Granger?” Snape’s voice sneered coldly.
“We were just heading back, professor,” Draco responded for her. Hermione never heard Draco so calm and easy sounding.
Snape turned his cold glare to Malfoy. His face mellowed to his normal, yet icy, state.
“Don’t disturb the paintings on the way.”
Snape passed by them, the light going out on his wand suddenly.
“Why didn’t you look for your wand, the light was right in front of you,” Draco said coolly, turning on her.
“You could’ve done the same, it was in your face as well,” Hermione retorted.
Draco scoffed and dug his hand into his robes to find it. He put his hand into the pocket he swore he put it in, but it wasn’t there. Hermione did the same, but still couldn’t find hers.
“Oh my God, forget it, we’ll find them later,” Hermione said, sounding slightly exasperated.
“How do suggest we get out of here then?” Draco snapped.
“If we took the other way...” Hermione started in a sing-songy way.
“Well I’m sorry if I wanted to get into bed a bit faster!”
“Oh yeah, very fast indeed,” Hermione mumbled sarcastically as she started stepping forward carefully, hands on the wall.
“What on Earth are you doing?” Draco saw Hermione’s outline hug the wall, she was that close to him.
“Trying to get out of here. There are other ways than just light.”
Draco rolled his eyes and sighed, following the sound of Hermione’s footsteps until he found the wall.
“Can’t believe I’m doing this...” he muttered.
Hermione stopped.
“What now?” He continued along the wall. He bumped into Hermione accidentally. He started walking around her to get in front
She didn’t respond for a moment.
“Granger?”
“Thought I felt my wand, Malfoy. And watch where you’re going.”
“Oh, the irony...” Draco mumbled as he started walking again. Hermione sped up to find and follow him again. She reached an open arm out to see if Draco was close in front. She clasped her extended hand closed and didn’t feel anything, other than the air escaping her hand. She sped up for a moment, and then started walking normally again. She reached out again and she felt something. She reached out a bit farther and what she assumed was Draco’s solid back was in front of her. She felt him jump and tense up.
“Do you mind?” he snapped over his shoulder.
“Sorry,” she mumbled, recoiling her hand. They felt there way around two corners in silence, the halls still pitch black. Hermione kept feeling inside her robes to see if her wand was where she was grabbing, but it wasn’t.
In front of her, Draco extended an arm in front of him, reckoning there’d be another wall in front of him. He let one arm stay planted behind him on the wall. Hermione ran face first into his arm.
“Is there ever a time you can walk without running into others?” Draco mumbled.
“When there’s light,” she shot at him. “Now move you arm.”
To her surprise, he moved it. She didn’t expect him to move it without a comment about ‘taking orders from a mudblood’ or something along those lines.
They successfully turned a corner. Draco stopped suddenly after they turned it, but Hermione took advantage of this and went around him. She started leading the way again. Draco moved a distance farther from the wall, and let one hand hang by his side, the other tracing the wall.
They kept going, the hallways still dark. Hermione swore she felt something poking into her side, so she stopped. She reached inside to see if it was her wand, back now turned to the wall.
Draco, unaware Hermione stopped, kept going, still a distance away from the wall. He kept walking until something took him by surprise. Something got in his way of his arm continuing along the wall. Nearly tripping over whatever was on the floor, he accidentally pinned Hermione to the wall. She squealed in surprise, now pressed up against the wall. She looked up and saw an outline of what she assumed was Draco’s head. He was looking back down at her. Her heart pounded. She opened her mouth to tell Draco to move, but it didn’t come out.
Instead, Draco’s mouth found hers. He kissed her. To his slight surprise, she started kissing him back, which was what he also hoped for.

[siriusblackliveson]

OOOOO Draco kisses hermione in the pitch blackness whoot whoot whoot whoot whoot whoo whoot whoot .
lol i like that last part o la la
post soon soon
-sarah(still breathing)-<3

[Fallon Chanel]

OMG OMG OMG THEY KiSSED!!!! YAY PLEZ POST MORE SOON! PASMS!!! PAMSOID!!!!

[MalfoyzBeloved]

K, I've still for writers block on chapter 7, so I'll wait about 2-5 days til I post chapter 4 (seems so fast, at this rate I'll be nearly done within the week if I keep posting 'em like, one every two days And after I finish posting chapter 6, I'd be screwed cause I've been kinda not on this F.F at the moment, so preoccupied).
So yah, 2-5ish more days til the next chapter
~Sarah

[Fallon Chanel]

thats too long to wait

[MalfoyzBeloved]

Yeah well, if I keep up at this rate I'll be at chapter 7 and it'd be a heck of a lot longer to wait then Least it's not like, 2 weeks, eh? I was considering that... but thought that was like, totally unreasonable

[Cedric_Lover]

YAY!!!! *New Fan Alert!* They kissed! I cannot make a D/Hr story if my life depended on it! Your portray them as they are! Im a huge H/Hr and D/Hr fan! Keep it up!

<3 danielle

[MalfoyzBeloved]

OK, if I finish my 7th chapter sometime later today, I might post the 4th chapter (depending on the time).
If not, it'll be up by tomorrow (evening at the latest).
Thanx for waiting
Sarah

[emmafan123]

NEW READER! I love it! Please post more soon!

[siriusblackliveson]

okay i guess i can wait for my dearest sarah until tonight or tomorrow night... well post more soon.
-sarah-<3

[MalfoyzBeloved]

Ok, depite how I could've posted last night, I didn't, but I"m gonna post now, so yeah, here's the 4th chapter. In my opinion, it's short (but just wait til I get to chapter 7, I'm gonna have to break it up to get the whole thing posted). Wasn't sure about this one spell used in this chapter, so I kinda made it up.
But yeah, enjoy

Chapter 4
The Ferret

Hermione was silent in class the next day. She was still trying to decipher why Draco kissed her. She couldn’t get the sensation off of her lips whenever she really thought about it. She didn’t tell anyone about what happened, not even Ginny, her best friend.
She felt somewhat awkward when she went into the common room. She finally got the password right though, and remembered it. The next time the two of them went patrolling, they were on the top floor, and they didn’t say a word to each other; neither knew what to say, if anything. At one point, Hermione said she swore she heard someone moving on the other side of the floor and went in the opposite direction. She patrolled that side the rest of her hour.

“You’re... quieter Hermione, what’s up?” Ginny asked when she caught Hermione.
“Nothing’s wrong, why do you ask?”
“I never said anything was wrong...” Ginny responded, eyebrow raised. Together, they went to have breakfast, meeting up with Harry and Ron. For the past few weeks, Hermione still got that feeling she was being watched, so this time she looked around to see who it was. She didn’t catch whoever it was.
She went back to eating and talking with her friends. As she took another piece of toast, she got that feeling again and looked up. She locked eyes with Draco Malfoy. They kept a steady gaze at one another for a few moments.
“Whatcha lookin at ‘Mione?” Ron asked, food stuffed in his mouth.
Hermione tore her gaze away from Malfoy. “Nothing.”
The bell rang, telling everyone they had a few minutes until they had to get to their first class. Ginny separated from the three of them, and Harry, Ron and Hermione started heading to their Care for Magical Creatures class. After that, they ran to Transfiguration class. Hermione just stepped inside the class as the bell rang.
“Potter, Weasley, Granger, late,” Professor Kruliki said in a bored voice.
“But...” Hermione started.
The professor gave her a cold look.
“Yes, Head Girl?”
Hermione glared ever so slightly and took a seat. Harry and Ron sat in the open chairs behind her, knowing full well that they’d end up getting moved eventually.
“Potter, Weasley, you should know where you sit by now,” Professor Kruliki said in monotone, waving his hand as if it was nothing.
Harry and Ron got up and went in opposite directions to the desks they were sent to on their first day. The professor started with the lesson; how to turn humans into an animal of choice, and back again.
“Uh.... Weasley, you demonstrate!” Professor Kruliki called on Ron. His eyes widened, mouth slightly dropped as he stood up.
“Get up here!” the professor snapped.
Ron feebly walked up to the front of the classroom in front of the dummy.
“Now, picture what animal you want the dummy to turn into and say Transifguri and then the animal of your choice.”
Ron regained his composure, now standing tall, yet normal. He started thinking of an animal. He grinned when he got an idea.
“Got it?” the professor asked.
Ron nodded and pointed his wand at the dummy.
“Transifguri ferret,” Ron said quietly, yet clearly.
The dummy dwindled in size until it became a ferret. When Draco saw it, his eyes widened slowly. Ron kept his wand on the ferret. He moved the wand around to where he wanted the ferret to move. He got it to jump up onto Draco’s desk and onto his head. Draco started waving his arms in attempts to get it off.
Everyone was laughing, they all heard, some even saw, the story of when ‘Moody’ turned Draco into a ferret in fourth year.
“Get it off! Get it off!” he yelled, still flailing around.
“Mister Weasley, would you kindly remove your rodent from Mister Malfoy’s head?” Professor Kruliki asked in a bland way.
“Fine.”
Crabbe was grabbing for the ferret, but it ended up jumping on his face. Crabbe grabbed it off of his face and chucked it at Ron. When he threw it, the ferret turned back into a dummy mid-air. It came hurtling at Ron, knocking him to the floor. Everyone laughed.
They went through the rest of the lesson with everyone trying out the spell. Draco got back at Ron by turning it into an enlarged spider and having it dance on his head.

“Well I’m off to do homework, I might up with you guys later,” Hermione called to Ron and Harry.
“See you later!” they called back, knowing they wouldn’t see her until tomorrow.
Hermione went up a couple flights of stairs and stopped at the painting of a man sitting in a chair in a wide open field, his horse grazing beside him.
“Password?”
“Pestanomai.”
The door swung open and revealed an open common room. Hermione dropped her books onto the table and took one of them out of the pile, starting on her Potions essay. When she was almost done, the entrance door to the common room swung open. Draco came inside. Hermione didn’t take her eyes off her work, but she saw his blonde hair out of the corner of her eye.
“It’s rude to stare,” Hermione said in a matter-oh-fact way, knowing full well Draco was watching her work as he passed through.
“Arithmacy?” Draco noticed Hermione’s Arithmacy book sitting on top of a pile of other books. He picked it up and flipped through the pages.
She looked up from her now finished essay.
“It’s a fun subject,” she said, shrugging. She put her Potions book down on the floor, essay on top of it.
“Right...”
He put the book back down and started heading towards the staircase leading towards his dorm.
“How long?” The question slid off of Hermione’s tongue.
Draco stopped at the bottom of the stairs.
“What?”
“How long?” Hermione repeated.
“How long what?”
“Unless you for some reason had a cramp in your back and had to stretch that and your mouth, there’s got to be a reason why you kissed me.”
Draco stood silently. He shifted uncomfortably on the spot. He wanted to respond, say anything, but it didn’t come out.
“Did you stage everything?” Hermione asked, staring at the back of Draco’s head.
He slowly shook his head in a silent no.
“Anything?”
He shook his head.
“No pre-planned events or anything else?”
He shook his head.
“Are you planning on saying anything yet?”
He shrugged. Hermione couldn’t help but grin at his ‘response’.
“Fine,” she shrugged, flipping her Transfiguration book open. She started reading, every few sentences stopping to write down anything she found interesting or important.
Hermione glanced up after she finished reading a paragraph in the book. Draco still there. She heard him sigh, and he went up the stairs to his dormitory. She shook her head and went back to work.

[Fallon Chanel]

KOOL POST, PLEZ POST MORE SOON PLEZ!!! PAMS!!! PAMSOiD!!!

[emmafan123]

lol, I loved the ferret and the spider. POST MORE SOON! PAMS!

[siriusblackliveson]

That's great i can't wait for more the ferret and the spider(even though i am deathly afraid of spiders.) but it was great i can't wait to find out the rest.
-sarah-<3

[MalfoyzBeloved]

Lol, I'm freaked out about spiders as well (my American friend is worse tho, I had to kill one for her because she has worse arachnaphobia than I do).
I'll post the next chapter tomorrow or the day after It all depends I guess (I could be going at a faster pace cause I'm already nearly done the 10th chapter, but I'd end up posting like, 2 times a day if I did do that...)
Yeah, anyways, 1-2 days til chapter 5
Sarah