Dracos First Mission: Seduce Hermione Granger
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
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Adult +
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2
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Head Boy and Head Girl
(AN: Thank you to all who reviewed this story in the making. I decided to update this today because I\'m going to Vegas for a while and will not be able to update. Anyway I hope you enjoy!)
Disclaimer- See Chapter 1
*Chapter 2- Head Boy and Head Girl*
Draco examined Hermione carefully. Not bad...no not bad at all...the little Mudblood wasn\'t so little anymore. She wasn\'t tall or a classic beauty like the aristocratic pureblood women who Draco usually associated with. She was actually rather short, only 5\'2 maybe 5\'3, her short bushy hair now fell down just past her shoulders in perfect curls, and Draco noticed, were the perfect shade of chocolate. And since she was wearing muggle clothes her full breasts and beautiful curves were revealed. Draco smirked, o this would be most enjoyable. Mudblood or not, Hermione Granger had developed into a very attractive woman.
\"What are you doing here Malfoy?\" Hermione snapped crossing her arms over her chest noticing his gaze.
\"This is the Head Boy and Head Girl compartment isn\'t it?\" Draco said slowly as if he were talking to a small child.
\"Yes, so what are you...\" Hermione trailed off as it dawned on her. Draco smirked
\"Yes, Granger, I\'M the Head Boy.\" Draco said as Hermione sat down across from him
\"Who in their right mind would make YOU Head Boy?\" She hissed glaring at him with pure hatred.
\"Dumbledore.\" Draco said picking up his issue of *The Daily Prophet* there was a photo of the Dark Mark sparkling menacingly over a muggle home
\"Dumbledore would NEVER let a Death Eater be Head Boy.\" Hermione snapped, Draco lowered the newspaper and rolled up his left sleeve thrusting it in front of Hermione. She stared at the smooth and unflawed porcelain skin before her. No Dark Mark. Not even a scar.
\"See. No Dark Mark.\" Draco snapped rolling the sleeve down, \"and if I have my say there never will be one.\" Draco muttered, it was a good time to begin the game. Gain her trust slowly. If he said that in a normal tone she would have been suspicious. Granger was many things, a mudblood, a bitch, and first class know-it-all. But she was no fool.
\"What did you say Malfoy?\" Hermione asked her brow furrowing, she wasn\'t sure if she heard him properly.
\"Nothing Granger,\" Draco said picking up the *Prophet* and opening it up to block his face from Hermiones curious gaze.
*-*-*-*-*-*
Hermione stared at the lithe and calm figure of Draco Malfoy. He was no longer the blond and skinny ferret who she had slapped in Third Year. As much as she hated to admit it, Malfoy was rather handsome, when he wasn\'t sneering or insulting someone. Right now he looked so...calm...even innocent. The kind of boy you wanted to bring home to see your parents because he could easily charm them. Hermione pushed those thoughts out of her mind for the moment. Right now she needed to think about his last comment. Draco Malfoy, poster boy for the future generation of Death Eaters, and son of Lucius Malfoy Voldemorts second in command did not want to take the Dark Mark? Was this the sign of the ending of the world as she knew it? She shook her head and took her seat across from Draco watching him carefully. Maybe...maybe Draco wasn\'t the Junior Death Eater everyone thought him to be...she sighed and crossed her legs taking out *Hogwarts a History*. Nothing to do but wait until Mcgongall got there to brief them on their duties.
(AN: There you go! My last update until Tuesday! I hope...anyway please REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!)
Disclaimer- See Chapter 1
*Chapter 2- Head Boy and Head Girl*
Draco examined Hermione carefully. Not bad...no not bad at all...the little Mudblood wasn\'t so little anymore. She wasn\'t tall or a classic beauty like the aristocratic pureblood women who Draco usually associated with. She was actually rather short, only 5\'2 maybe 5\'3, her short bushy hair now fell down just past her shoulders in perfect curls, and Draco noticed, were the perfect shade of chocolate. And since she was wearing muggle clothes her full breasts and beautiful curves were revealed. Draco smirked, o this would be most enjoyable. Mudblood or not, Hermione Granger had developed into a very attractive woman.
\"What are you doing here Malfoy?\" Hermione snapped crossing her arms over her chest noticing his gaze.
\"This is the Head Boy and Head Girl compartment isn\'t it?\" Draco said slowly as if he were talking to a small child.
\"Yes, so what are you...\" Hermione trailed off as it dawned on her. Draco smirked
\"Yes, Granger, I\'M the Head Boy.\" Draco said as Hermione sat down across from him
\"Who in their right mind would make YOU Head Boy?\" She hissed glaring at him with pure hatred.
\"Dumbledore.\" Draco said picking up his issue of *The Daily Prophet* there was a photo of the Dark Mark sparkling menacingly over a muggle home
\"Dumbledore would NEVER let a Death Eater be Head Boy.\" Hermione snapped, Draco lowered the newspaper and rolled up his left sleeve thrusting it in front of Hermione. She stared at the smooth and unflawed porcelain skin before her. No Dark Mark. Not even a scar.
\"See. No Dark Mark.\" Draco snapped rolling the sleeve down, \"and if I have my say there never will be one.\" Draco muttered, it was a good time to begin the game. Gain her trust slowly. If he said that in a normal tone she would have been suspicious. Granger was many things, a mudblood, a bitch, and first class know-it-all. But she was no fool.
\"What did you say Malfoy?\" Hermione asked her brow furrowing, she wasn\'t sure if she heard him properly.
\"Nothing Granger,\" Draco said picking up the *Prophet* and opening it up to block his face from Hermiones curious gaze.
*-*-*-*-*-*
Hermione stared at the lithe and calm figure of Draco Malfoy. He was no longer the blond and skinny ferret who she had slapped in Third Year. As much as she hated to admit it, Malfoy was rather handsome, when he wasn\'t sneering or insulting someone. Right now he looked so...calm...even innocent. The kind of boy you wanted to bring home to see your parents because he could easily charm them. Hermione pushed those thoughts out of her mind for the moment. Right now she needed to think about his last comment. Draco Malfoy, poster boy for the future generation of Death Eaters, and son of Lucius Malfoy Voldemorts second in command did not want to take the Dark Mark? Was this the sign of the ending of the world as she knew it? She shook her head and took her seat across from Draco watching him carefully. Maybe...maybe Draco wasn\'t the Junior Death Eater everyone thought him to be...she sighed and crossed her legs taking out *Hogwarts a History*. Nothing to do but wait until Mcgongall got there to brief them on their duties.
(AN: There you go! My last update until Tuesday! I hope...anyway please REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!)