In the Closet

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* Authors Note * - I decided to put up chapter 2, I am going to be busy for a few days with other projects so I thought I’d just put it up now. Enjoy and thanks for the reviews. Keep it up thanks!! And a thanks to my beta!


Chapter Two
Just a Peak


The next morning classes had begun. Advanced Potions was the first class of the day for Hermione and her two best friends, Ron and Harry. They also shared the class with Pansy, Draco and a mixture of all the 7th years.

The Gryffindor trio walked into the room, noses filled with the putrid aroma of the first potion lesson of the year.

“Yuck what’s that smell?” Ron asked covering his nose like everyone else did when they entered the room.

“I believe that smell Weasley is the smell of your robes. You’ve had them for how long? From the looks of it, it was probably your father’s or perhaps your portly mother’s. From the smell of it, it probably hasn’t been washed since the day it was picked up from the homeless shop. What like, about how many years ago? Let’s see your mom looks to be about a century old?” Malfoy taunted with his trademark smirk. The other Slytherins snickered making Malfoy puff up. He and his gang brushed by the trio making sure to stiff shoulder Ron and Harry on their way to their seats.

“Bugger off Malfoy!” Harry shot heatedly while trying to hold a fuming Ron back.

“Don’t pay any attention to him Ron. He’s just a spoiled little daddy’s boy. Nothing more than insecure annoying rich pile of worthlessness.” Hermione said not even throwing a glance Draco’s way.

If she did she would see a flicker of hurt in his eyes. He quickly narrowed them, sneered and turned his attention to the front of the room. Trying to ignore the muffled laughter of the rest of the class and mumbled, “Stupid Mudblood.” He would have said it louder but she was head girl.

“Well you did insult her “boyfriend.” Pansy whispered to him. He pretended not to hear her. Just then Professor Snape stormed in. With black robes billowing behind him he was trying, like he does every year, to intimidate the students. He didn’t even unnerve Neville Longbottom anymore. Not that it mattered since Neville didn’t make it into advanced potions. Professor Snape had chin length black greasy hair that stuck to the side of his face stiffly. He had a hooked nose and sharp features. He spoke with superiority and annoyance in his voice.

“You will be breaking up into pairs…I will choose them.” Snape drawled making the class groan. “If you plan on being insufferable little whiners we can have extra work… like say six foot long parchment essays on your potion discoveries… each. Now before you interrupted. The pairs will go as followed and no com-plain-ing…”

Pansy tuned him out and played with a strand of black hair that was pulled in front of her face until she heard her name.

“Granger with Parkinson, Malfoy with Potter…” Pansy’s heart leaped. On the outside she cringed on the inside she was excited that she got to sit next to her maybe even brush up against Hermione. Just the though made her nipples harden.

“Pans, remember keep it discreet alright. But if you feel the need to shrink her clothes feel free. You know for the embarrassment purpose.” Draco said with a smile.

“Right, embarrassment. I’m sure that’s why you wouldn’t mind Draco.” Pansy said with a grin. “Well have fun with Potter.”

With that Pansy headed over to Hermione’s seat. Draco waited for Harry to gather his belongings and join him. Draco couldn’t help sneak a glance over at Hermione. His eyes raked her body as she stood up to walk over to the potion cabinet to gather ingredients for the potion. He watched her skirt swish back and forth as she strode past him. He felt himself stir in his pants. That was until Harry walked up and placed his books on the table next to him.

“Dream on Malfoy.” Harry said flatly. Caught.

“Whatever are you talking about Potter? That scar of yours making you delusional again?” Draco covered. Harry said nothing only got up to go get the supplies.

They worked through class without any hitches Hermione and Pansy only spoke when needed be, same as Draco and Harry. Ron on the other hand had an enjoyable time with Padma Patil from Ravenclaw. So class went quite well for him. He was a bit afraid at first because he thought even though they were on good terms that she was still upset about the Yule Ball from their forth year. He had taken her and had been a lousy date.

“So that’s wasn’t so bad was it?’ Ron said as they walked out of their potions class to head up to the astronomy tower for their astronomy class. Pansy, Draco and inc. walked out right behind them.

“Oh yes Ron I had such a fabulous time, I can’t wait for the next class!” Hermione said mockingly rolling her eyes.

“Seriously Ron, what’s wrong with you? Did you not hear or see who we were partnered up with?” Harry said.

“Well it wasn’t that bad… it could have been worst.” Ron defended with a shrug.

“Yes of course we could have been stuck with Voldemort. Ron you can be so dense sometimes.” Hermione said. Ron just shrugged again.

As they were on the final staircase to their next class they were at a standstill on the steepest set of stairs in the old castle. Draco and Pansy were still behind the trio. As they were standing on the stair waiting to move up Pansy had a thought.

She pretended to drop something and kneeled down. She sat there for a moment the lifted her eyes up to look up Hermione’s skirt. She couldn’t see her knickers but she saw a lot of thigh. She was about to move closer so she could see up it better to try and see what kind of knickers the Gryffindor wore, but Draco grabbed her by the arm.

“Just forget it it’s lost you can always buy another.” He said so if anyone around them were wondering what she was doing. Then whispered “What are you doing?! Are you crazy?”

“I just wanted a peak.” She said quietly.

After a few seconds of silence had passed.

“So…?” Draco asked.

“Only saw thigh would have seem more but someone interrupted. But it was quite nice. Best thighs I’ve ever seen.” She said with a smile. Draco smiled too, secretly wishing he could have a peak as well.

Finally the packed stairs started to move upwards. They found out when the got to the top what the hold up was. Apparently Neville had shattered one of the professor’s experiments of what makes stars what they are. The chemicals where everywhere and needed to be cleaned up. Pansy had never been so thankful for a Neville disaster.

Hermione, Ron and Harry sat in the second row of desks while Draco and Pansy sat across the row that was behind them.

“She smells good doesn’t she?” Pansy commented.

“Yes, you do realize that you had your last class with Milton and you didn’t talk to him or even wait for him. Perhaps you should take your mind off of Granger for a bit before he suspects something.” Draco suggested.

“I guess I should at least try right? I am fond of him. Well here he comes. Milton, over here!” Pansy said. Milton smiled and moved over to her and sat on the other side of her.

“I see that you and Hermione are getting along alright. I’m very proud of you.” Milton smiled and rubbed her back.

“So tell me Greenberg how did you end up in Slytherin anyway?” Draco teased.

“Ah Malfoy I can be quite cunning when need be you see I just chose to save that side of me for when it is needed. Creates more fear that way; you know when your mother is all sweet and kind. Then when you do something wrong she flips and turns into a screaming banshee.” Milton explained.

Draco nodded he understood that well. He had a very good point. Take the Gryffindor trio for example they are used to his ruthlessness and it didn’t faze them in the least, well it only makes them mad and it usually turns out bad for himself if anything. But if he were to try and be civil and at the right times he could be cruel, maybe that would strike fear into them. Or not. It seemed like too much work for something that most likely wouldn’t work. Besides, he was getting sick of being a jerk all the time. Now if he could do it on a part time basis. Even that seemed hard to do, as habits are hard to break.

Draco found it hard not to glance over at Hermione. In fact Pansy was starting to notice. She didn’t mind if he liked her too, she just wanted him to admit it. It was fun to talk about her and he almost always seemed interested in the conversation. Pansy even thought that he perhaps had liked Hermione even longer than she herself had. Pansy started to have feelings for her at the Yule ball back in their fourth year, when Hermione walked in all dressed up and looking absolutely ravishing. She couldn’t help but notice the look upon Draco’s face when he had seen her. But it really wasn’t a look of surprise that Hermione Granger could look so beautiful, it seemed like he had always known or something. But then again it could just be her imagination.

Pansy pulled out some special parchment that her mother had gotten her for Christmas. It was correspondence parchment used to write someone without having to bring attention to yourself by passing notes. She slipped Draco one of the two pieces. He looked at it confused.

Pansy then wrote:

‘It’s correspondence parchment just write and it will appear on the other. It only works between the two.’

He nodded in understanding. He wrote:

‘So you’re extremely bored as well?’

‘It doesn’t look like you were to bored with all your staring at Granger.’

‘What? I was not’

‘Right. She’s hot so it’s okay to admit you are attracted to her.’

‘Pansy I am not attracted to her.’

‘Right, right so if I were to talk about her extremely luscious ass and those hips that hypnotize as she walks that would not effect you in the least. Or how about if I were to say, ‘hey lets trap her in a closet a do naughty things to her,’ that wouldn’t do anything for you?’

Draco shifted in his chair.

‘We should really pay attention. We could be quizzed.’

With that he passed the parchment back to her. Pansy smiled.