A Werewolf\'s Love
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
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6,240
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11
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter 3
Chapter 3
As the first week back wore on, Draco began getting more and more anxious. The investigation to discover the werewolf was making him nervous, and he was rather inattentive in class. Dumbledore and Snape had already questioned half of their House, and were moving onto the fifth years. Pretty soon, Draco would be questioned. He didn’t know if they would use Veritaserum or not, but that was his biggest fear. He didn’t want to confess to anyone, especially not Professors.
“Draco! Pay attention!” Professor Flitwick yelled. “I asked you a question and you didn’t answer me!”
Draco jumped. “Sorry, Professor. I was spaced out.”
“That’s obvious,” Flitwick said coldly. “Now, everyone has split into partners except for you.” He looked around the room. “Go pair up with Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley.”
Draco scowled, remembering everything Ron had said their first day back. He wasn’t pleased to be in Ron’s company, but knew he was going to have to deal with it.
“Now, Ron, please remember to be nice or things will be made difficult for us,” Hermione said.
“Nice? To him? What the hell for?” Ron asked angrily. “He’s only treated us like shit for years! Why should I be nice?”
“Because we have to work together on this, and it would be easier if everyone would at least be civil towards each other,” Hermione replied coolly.
“Malfoy, civil? Gimme a break!” Ron exclaimed grumpily. “This is the person who calls you a Mudblood every chance he gets. There’s no being civil when it comes to him.”
Draco sat at the table and glared at Ron. “Ok, let’s get this over with.”
“Fine by me,” Ron said.
Hermione gave Ron a stern look before turning to Draco. “Ok, it’s the Engorgement Charm, and you can go first. We’re working with larger objects and it’s a shoe this time. Take your shoe off and make it bigger.”
Draco gave her a look. “I’m not taking my shoes off,” he said. “That’s disgusting.”
“Take them off!” Hermione commanded.
Draco glared at her and removed his leather boot. He placed it on the table, muttering about ruining his ten grand shoes. He pointed his wand at the shoe and muttered “Engorgio.” The shoe immediately grew quite large and Hermione smiled.
“Very good,” Hermione said. She used the counterspell to fix it, then removed her own shoe. “Now, Ron, you try too.”
While they were working, Hermione was keeping her eye on Draco. She couldn’t help herself, to be honest. She saw that his face was paler than usual, but it enhanced his attractive features. His body, muscular from intense Quidditch training, was quite tight in his uniform. She saw her eyes trailing down to his abs, and a strange desire to pull his robes off overcame her. She shook her head and focused on her work, but something else distracted her.
It was his eyes. They looked…distant, almost as if he was thinking of something so far away from where they were. It looked like he hadn’t slept in months, and his face reminded her of someone she knew, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. When he saw her watching him, she looked down immediately and started fussing at Ron for the way he was holding his wand.
Draco saw that Hermione was looking at him, and it intrigued him to know why she was staring. He watched her as she fussed at Ron, his eyes trailing over her long, golden locks, halting on her honey-colored eyes. He had never noticed before, but her eyes were gorgeous, even prettier than his own, which were well-known for their beauty. His eyes trailed down to her busty chest, which had filled out quite nicely over the summer. His gaze was locked there for some time, til Flitwick cleared his throat behind him
“Mr. Malfoy, if you don’t concentrate on your work, you will be sent to the Headmaster’s office,” Flitwick said. “Now, do it right!”
“I already have,” Draco replied angrily. “I made my goddamn shoe bigger, so leave me alone!”
Flitwick stared at him for a moment. “Well, if you have done so, perhaps you won’t mind demonstrating it to the class?”
Draco gaped at him. “What?”
Hermione looked anxiously at Draco, wondering if he could perform under pressure. Draco gulped and pull his shoe off, then placed it on the table. He swept his long blonde bangs out of his eyes and took a deep breath. “Engorgio!”
The shoe instantly became bigger. Everyone in class applauded, except for Ron. Ron just scowled angrily. Draco grinned and sat down. Flitwick looked at him ruefully before turning to the rest of the class. Draco felt good that he had impressed everyone.
As the first week back wore on, Draco began getting more and more anxious. The investigation to discover the werewolf was making him nervous, and he was rather inattentive in class. Dumbledore and Snape had already questioned half of their House, and were moving onto the fifth years. Pretty soon, Draco would be questioned. He didn’t know if they would use Veritaserum or not, but that was his biggest fear. He didn’t want to confess to anyone, especially not Professors.
“Draco! Pay attention!” Professor Flitwick yelled. “I asked you a question and you didn’t answer me!”
Draco jumped. “Sorry, Professor. I was spaced out.”
“That’s obvious,” Flitwick said coldly. “Now, everyone has split into partners except for you.” He looked around the room. “Go pair up with Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley.”
Draco scowled, remembering everything Ron had said their first day back. He wasn’t pleased to be in Ron’s company, but knew he was going to have to deal with it.
“Now, Ron, please remember to be nice or things will be made difficult for us,” Hermione said.
“Nice? To him? What the hell for?” Ron asked angrily. “He’s only treated us like shit for years! Why should I be nice?”
“Because we have to work together on this, and it would be easier if everyone would at least be civil towards each other,” Hermione replied coolly.
“Malfoy, civil? Gimme a break!” Ron exclaimed grumpily. “This is the person who calls you a Mudblood every chance he gets. There’s no being civil when it comes to him.”
Draco sat at the table and glared at Ron. “Ok, let’s get this over with.”
“Fine by me,” Ron said.
Hermione gave Ron a stern look before turning to Draco. “Ok, it’s the Engorgement Charm, and you can go first. We’re working with larger objects and it’s a shoe this time. Take your shoe off and make it bigger.”
Draco gave her a look. “I’m not taking my shoes off,” he said. “That’s disgusting.”
“Take them off!” Hermione commanded.
Draco glared at her and removed his leather boot. He placed it on the table, muttering about ruining his ten grand shoes. He pointed his wand at the shoe and muttered “Engorgio.” The shoe immediately grew quite large and Hermione smiled.
“Very good,” Hermione said. She used the counterspell to fix it, then removed her own shoe. “Now, Ron, you try too.”
While they were working, Hermione was keeping her eye on Draco. She couldn’t help herself, to be honest. She saw that his face was paler than usual, but it enhanced his attractive features. His body, muscular from intense Quidditch training, was quite tight in his uniform. She saw her eyes trailing down to his abs, and a strange desire to pull his robes off overcame her. She shook her head and focused on her work, but something else distracted her.
It was his eyes. They looked…distant, almost as if he was thinking of something so far away from where they were. It looked like he hadn’t slept in months, and his face reminded her of someone she knew, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. When he saw her watching him, she looked down immediately and started fussing at Ron for the way he was holding his wand.
Draco saw that Hermione was looking at him, and it intrigued him to know why she was staring. He watched her as she fussed at Ron, his eyes trailing over her long, golden locks, halting on her honey-colored eyes. He had never noticed before, but her eyes were gorgeous, even prettier than his own, which were well-known for their beauty. His eyes trailed down to her busty chest, which had filled out quite nicely over the summer. His gaze was locked there for some time, til Flitwick cleared his throat behind him
“Mr. Malfoy, if you don’t concentrate on your work, you will be sent to the Headmaster’s office,” Flitwick said. “Now, do it right!”
“I already have,” Draco replied angrily. “I made my goddamn shoe bigger, so leave me alone!”
Flitwick stared at him for a moment. “Well, if you have done so, perhaps you won’t mind demonstrating it to the class?”
Draco gaped at him. “What?”
Hermione looked anxiously at Draco, wondering if he could perform under pressure. Draco gulped and pull his shoe off, then placed it on the table. He swept his long blonde bangs out of his eyes and took a deep breath. “Engorgio!”
The shoe instantly became bigger. Everyone in class applauded, except for Ron. Ron just scowled angrily. Draco grinned and sat down. Flitwick looked at him ruefully before turning to the rest of the class. Draco felt good that he had impressed everyone.