AN: Ugh, I'm an idiot. It took my awhile to realize that it's harder to
write Draco smut scenes with a made up character. And after all my
experience with Herm/Draco smut stories, (yes I am H/D shipper, dear god
the shame!) I've decided to write one on our little love birds. I read a
very nice little story a while ago with those two, very nice though the
author didn't finish (god forbid!) it's given me a few ideas. My little
evil twisted mind got clicking and I've come up with an idea. I wonder if
the term Mary-Sue is used often in this department of fanfiction.net
because in lotr it seemed that mary-sue is all we saw! But then again the
definition of mary-sue is a lot different. Maybe you could suggest that all
the H/D stories are like mary-sue's annoying little stories that are over
done but then again, so very devilishly delightful to read!! But I'm not
here to lecture you all on fanfiction so let's get on with it. We all know
why you're here, to see plenty of smut!!!!! More specific, Draco smut.
~*~Seduction's Best Friend~*~
Chapter One: Mindless Git had a Point.
Hermione slammed her History of Magic book shut and stood up angrily. For the past hour all she had heard in the girls dorms was Harry this and Harry that. She swore under her breathe and left the room ignoring the eyes on her back. Yes Harry had grown up over the holidays. Loosing his lanky look and donning a muscular one. His jet black hair remained untidy as ever. Still with his glasses it gave him an intelligent look as well as boyish one. He was a good five inches taller than her and had a very charming teenage grin that made all the seventh year girls swoon over him.
Hermione found that constant talk about Harry was quite boring after the first five thousand times. It wasn't as though the other Gryffindor boys hadn't grown up. But all eyes were on Harry. Ron had changed too. His tall lean figure turned into a very muscular one as his position on the Gryffindor Quidditch team had made his shoulders broad. His hair was less flaming red and had turned into a darkish blonde with streaks of red throw it. His glowing freckles made him looked friendly and welcoming.
But Hermione was loosing her mind with all this boy talk. SHE wanted to leave Hogwarts with good grades on school work and not how many times Harry could looks so amazingly gorgeous in his Quidditch robes. She rather not admit though that since her two best friend's dramatic change in appearance they spent less time with her two busy with their girls and their little black books. Far from it, Hermione had too much pride for that.
She stalked past them in the common room as she made her decent to the library. They had barely noticed her, not even looking up from their precious little Quidditch talk. It seemed as though that was all they did, talk about Quidditch and girls. The least of things they should have been worrying about at the time. There were more important things to worry about at this time.
'Such as her for instance?' a little voice said in her mind. Hermione pushed that thought to the back of her mind and continued her hurried walk to the library. It seemed to her that the library was her only friend now. 'Hah, my only friend? I am going queer,' she thought to herself almost laughing out loud.
The library was quiet and almost deserted. Which was a bit strange for a Friday afternoon. Normally it would be filled with students working. 'Oh that was such a Hermione thought,' she groaned at her own silliness. They were probably all going crazy over Harry right now.
Hermione sat herself down at a deserted table and pulled out a book from the shelf in front of her. But she wasn't thinking about reading, no, her mind kept wondering over to her best friend. She was jealous she supposed, but it still didn't mean she cared.
"Not having the Potter fan club meeting today Granger?" said a drawling voice from behind her.
Hermione didn't bother to turn around, she knew who it was. There was only one person who called her by her last name, aside from teachers.
"I sense a tad of jealousy in your voice Malfoy. Envious of all the girl swooning over him?" Hermione asked turning the page of her book looking bored.
"Why would I be jealous of THAT idiot, walking around like he's god," Malfoy spat.
"THAT idiot happens to be my friend. Just because none of the Gryffindor girls want to shag you Malfoy doesn't mean you have to be nasty,"
"I could have any girl I wanted Granger, but for what reason would I want a Gryffindor in my bed?"
Hermione turned around not in the mood for Malfoy's little jokes. He was leaning against the table behind her flicking the dust of his robes. He too had changed a considerable about since last year. His bleached white blonde hair was slicked back in its usual manner. His defined torso could easily be seen through his Slytherin jumper. Though his skin was perfectly pale it suited him and complimented his piercing blue gray eyes.
"What do you want Malfoy? I have no time for someone who just wants to annoy me with comments about my friends. I if want them insulted I'll do it myself!" she said hotly.
"I'm bored Granger, and it's so easy to annoy a Mudblood and aggravate one. But I'm still wondering why you're not going crazy like the other Gryffindor girls,"
He folded his arms across his chest in a superior sort of why. Hermione hated the way he acted as though everyone was beneath him.
"Not that it's any of your business I don't particularly like sitting around and listening to constant talk about Harry. Just because he's grown a few inches taller over the holidays.."
Malfoy smirked his trade mark smirk, "Now am I the one who sense a touch of jealously Granger?"
"I am NOT jealous, why should I be?" Hermione hoping Malfoy wouldn't notice the shrillness in her voice.
"Because I've seen the way you sit at breakfast every morning looking longingly at Potter while his new whore sits in his lap,"
Hermione stood up, "I haven't got time for you stupid little mind games Malfoy!"
She pushed past him walking briskly, Malfoy only stood smirking smugly. Oh yes, it was easy to aggravate a Mudblood.
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Hermione tried not to let Malfoy's words get to her. It was the last thing she wanted at a time like this. To start listening to Malfoy was the real point of insanity! But when she came back up to the Gryffindor common room to find Harry and Ron laughing away with all the Gryffindor girl she couldn't help but feel the truth in Malfoy's words. He had a point she was afraid.
AN: Howzat? If you want me more no need to ask cuz I'm so bored I was going to write another chapter anyway.
~*~Seduction's Best Friend~*~
Chapter One: Mindless Git had a Point.
Hermione slammed her History of Magic book shut and stood up angrily. For the past hour all she had heard in the girls dorms was Harry this and Harry that. She swore under her breathe and left the room ignoring the eyes on her back. Yes Harry had grown up over the holidays. Loosing his lanky look and donning a muscular one. His jet black hair remained untidy as ever. Still with his glasses it gave him an intelligent look as well as boyish one. He was a good five inches taller than her and had a very charming teenage grin that made all the seventh year girls swoon over him.
Hermione found that constant talk about Harry was quite boring after the first five thousand times. It wasn't as though the other Gryffindor boys hadn't grown up. But all eyes were on Harry. Ron had changed too. His tall lean figure turned into a very muscular one as his position on the Gryffindor Quidditch team had made his shoulders broad. His hair was less flaming red and had turned into a darkish blonde with streaks of red throw it. His glowing freckles made him looked friendly and welcoming.
But Hermione was loosing her mind with all this boy talk. SHE wanted to leave Hogwarts with good grades on school work and not how many times Harry could looks so amazingly gorgeous in his Quidditch robes. She rather not admit though that since her two best friend's dramatic change in appearance they spent less time with her two busy with their girls and their little black books. Far from it, Hermione had too much pride for that.
She stalked past them in the common room as she made her decent to the library. They had barely noticed her, not even looking up from their precious little Quidditch talk. It seemed as though that was all they did, talk about Quidditch and girls. The least of things they should have been worrying about at the time. There were more important things to worry about at this time.
'Such as her for instance?' a little voice said in her mind. Hermione pushed that thought to the back of her mind and continued her hurried walk to the library. It seemed to her that the library was her only friend now. 'Hah, my only friend? I am going queer,' she thought to herself almost laughing out loud.
The library was quiet and almost deserted. Which was a bit strange for a Friday afternoon. Normally it would be filled with students working. 'Oh that was such a Hermione thought,' she groaned at her own silliness. They were probably all going crazy over Harry right now.
Hermione sat herself down at a deserted table and pulled out a book from the shelf in front of her. But she wasn't thinking about reading, no, her mind kept wondering over to her best friend. She was jealous she supposed, but it still didn't mean she cared.
"Not having the Potter fan club meeting today Granger?" said a drawling voice from behind her.
Hermione didn't bother to turn around, she knew who it was. There was only one person who called her by her last name, aside from teachers.
"I sense a tad of jealousy in your voice Malfoy. Envious of all the girl swooning over him?" Hermione asked turning the page of her book looking bored.
"Why would I be jealous of THAT idiot, walking around like he's god," Malfoy spat.
"THAT idiot happens to be my friend. Just because none of the Gryffindor girls want to shag you Malfoy doesn't mean you have to be nasty,"
"I could have any girl I wanted Granger, but for what reason would I want a Gryffindor in my bed?"
Hermione turned around not in the mood for Malfoy's little jokes. He was leaning against the table behind her flicking the dust of his robes. He too had changed a considerable about since last year. His bleached white blonde hair was slicked back in its usual manner. His defined torso could easily be seen through his Slytherin jumper. Though his skin was perfectly pale it suited him and complimented his piercing blue gray eyes.
"What do you want Malfoy? I have no time for someone who just wants to annoy me with comments about my friends. I if want them insulted I'll do it myself!" she said hotly.
"I'm bored Granger, and it's so easy to annoy a Mudblood and aggravate one. But I'm still wondering why you're not going crazy like the other Gryffindor girls,"
He folded his arms across his chest in a superior sort of why. Hermione hated the way he acted as though everyone was beneath him.
"Not that it's any of your business I don't particularly like sitting around and listening to constant talk about Harry. Just because he's grown a few inches taller over the holidays.."
Malfoy smirked his trade mark smirk, "Now am I the one who sense a touch of jealously Granger?"
"I am NOT jealous, why should I be?" Hermione hoping Malfoy wouldn't notice the shrillness in her voice.
"Because I've seen the way you sit at breakfast every morning looking longingly at Potter while his new whore sits in his lap,"
Hermione stood up, "I haven't got time for you stupid little mind games Malfoy!"
She pushed past him walking briskly, Malfoy only stood smirking smugly. Oh yes, it was easy to aggravate a Mudblood.
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Hermione tried not to let Malfoy's words get to her. It was the last thing she wanted at a time like this. To start listening to Malfoy was the real point of insanity! But when she came back up to the Gryffindor common room to find Harry and Ron laughing away with all the Gryffindor girl she couldn't help but feel the truth in Malfoy's words. He had a point she was afraid.
AN: Howzat? If you want me more no need to ask cuz I'm so bored I was going to write another chapter anyway.