Forbidden Temptations
Summary: For Harry Potter and the gang, it's their final year at Hogwarts. Hermione is head girl, and Draco is head boy. Although they still hate each other with a passion, after a few encounters between the two, it's getting harder to resist what they really want.
A/N: This is my first Harry Potter story, so PLEASE be gentle with the feedback, but give it, nonetheless.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Not even the storyline, because I'm sure it's been done many times.
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Hermione put her luggage on her bed and studied her room; it was bigger than her house back home. Her walls and carpet were the Gryffindor colors; there was a large bay window to the left of the door with large red drapes, her king size bed had a red quilt with gold, silk sheets. To the right of her bed, was a big, walk-in closet, and to the left of the closet, was a large oak desk. Hermione was in love with her room, not only was it all hers, but it meant that she was this year's head girl. Since the first day of her first year at Hogwarts, Hermione had worked so hard, and now she finally had something to show for it. She unpacked her bags and put a picture of her parents on the nightstand next to her bed. Finally, she pulled the last thing out of her bag and set it on her pillow; it was a tan teddy bear that Ron had given her for her sixteenth birthday, and their one year anniversary; it wasn't much, but it was all that Ron could afford. It meant the world to Hermione; it was the best present she'd ever gotten.
Hermione quickly put her school robes on and left her room. She looked around, studying the common room. It had dark, but beautiful colors all throughout, on the walls and floors as well as the couch, chairs, and bookcases. In the middle of the room, there was a large couch and a coffee table. On the right side of the room, next to Hermione's door, there was a desk, next to it, a large bookcase, and next to that, a comfortable looking chair. On the left side of the room, next to the head boy's door, there was identical furniture. On the other side of the room was a door leading to their bathroom. Hermione glared at the door that led into the head boy's room, then left the common room, heading to the great hall for dinner. When she got to the great hall, she quickly took a seat next to Ron and across from Harry.
"You're late." Harry grinned.
"Yea; you know the head girl is suppose to show an example to the rest of the students." Ron smiled.
"Yea, I know; I was unpacking."
"And jumping up and down in your humongous room, loving that it's all yours." Harry added.
Hermione smiled, "Something like that."
Harry's smiled disappeared, "Bad luck though, having to live right across from Malfoy all year."
Ron glared at no one in particular, "Yea, he better keep his bloody hands off you Hermione."
Hermione couldn't help but smile at his protectiveness, "Like I'd ever let that slimy git touch me."
Hermione glanced across the room at the Slytherin table and saw Malfoy sitting next to his usual cronies, Crabbe and Goyle, with Pansy sitting across from him, looking all googily eyed. Hermione rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to Harry and Ron. All the first years came through the doors and were sorted into their houses, Dumbledore announced Hermione and Draco as new head boy and girl, made a few more announcements, and then the feast began. After dinner, all the first years were taken to their dorms, and the rest of the students went to their dorms. Hermione said goodnight to Harry and kissed Ron goodnight, then headed up to her dorm. When she got to the door, she was greeted by the portrait of a beautiful young woman with long, dark hair, and a perfect face, sitting on a bench in a rose garden.
The woman smiled at Hermione, "Password please."
"Chocolate frogs." Hermione replied.
"Have a good night Miss Granger." The door opened and Hermione stepped inside.
She flipped on the light and instantly regretted it. Right in front of Draco's door, was Draco making out with a redhead from Ravenclaw. Neither seemed to notice the lights, or Hermione for that matter. Hermione glared at the couple and cleared her throat several times, but no one paid attention to her.
"Excuse me, would you mind taking this to your room Malfoy? I just ate, and I really don't feel like barfing right now." Hermione continued glaring.
Draco pulled away from the girl, glared at Hermione, then turned to the portrait of a big ugly woman, wearing an awful dress.
"Password?"
"Pureblood." Draco sneered at Hermione.
The door swung open, Draco stepped inside, pulling the Ravenclaw behind him, then slammed the door. Hermione rolled her eyes and went to her room. The portrait on her door was of a little girl with blond pigtails sitting on grass, holding a kitten.
"Password please."
"Daisies."
The door swung open and she went inside. Hermione changed into her pajamas; a light blue spaghetti-strap shirt that said 'Angel' and a pair of blue, plaid looking bottoms. She put her hair up, then grabbed her bathroom stuff and went to the bathroom. On her way back to her room, Hermione heard noises coming from Draco's room. She rolled her eyes...again, grabbed a book from her bookshelf, and went back to her room. About thirty minutes later, when she was almost asleep, Hermione heard shouting coming from the common room. She got out of bed and pulled open her door, to find the Ravenclaw girl screaming at Draco. Hermione also noticed that Draco was wearing nothing but a pair of black silk boxers. His hair was still the same platinum blond, but this time it was a little longer and didn't have all that grease in it. It had a more natural look...it was hot. Hermione looked at his eyes; they were still the same gray they'd always been, with just a teeny hint of blue. She studied the rest of him and came to the conclusion that all those years on the Quidditch team had done that body good. Hermione snapped out of her daze and scolded herself for thinking about Draco Malfoy that way. She turned her attention back to the screaming,
"How dare you speak to me like that!" The Ravenclaw shouted.
"Well, that's all you are." Draco shot back.
The girl gasped, then slapped him right across the face, causing him to stumble back a bit.
*I like her.* Hermione thought to herself. Draco looked like he was going to hit her back, so Hermione stepped in, "What in the bloody hell is going on?!"
They both turned to Hermione.
"Nothing," Draco said, grabbing the girl's wrist, "She was just leaving." He dragged her to the door, and pushed her out, slamming the door in her face.
"What in the hell is wrong with you Malfoy? How dare you treat her like that!" Hermione spat.
Draco smirked at Hermione, "What do you care mudblood? She's just another whore."
Hermione was half tempted to smack him herself after what he said, "First, DO NOT call me that! Second, she's a human being, she deserves some respect!"
Draco scoffed, "Yea, right...mudblood."
Hermione marched up to Draco, and raised her hand to slap him, but he anticipated it, and grabbed her wrist.
"Not a wise move, Granger." Draco towered over her, causing Hermione to lose some of the confidence she'd had.
"Let...go...of...me." Hermione glared at him, trying to hide the fear that was slowly creeping up on her.
"Why should I...Granger?" Draco smirked at her.
"Because classes start tomorrow, I need my sleep, and I don't want to look at your arrogant face anymore!"
Draco stared at her for a minute, then finally let go. Hermione held onto her wrist, then stormed towards her room without another word.
Draco studied Hermione's retreating form, cocked his head to the side and smirked, "I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave." He called out to her. He'd heard that in a muggle movie once and had always wanted to say it to someone. After Hermione slammed her door, he chuckled to himself, then went to his room.
When Hermione got back into her bed, she gently rubbed her wrist and mumbled to herself, "This is going to be an interesting year."
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TBC...
I expect loads of feedback before I send out pt. 2. :o)
Summary: For Harry Potter and the gang, it's their final year at Hogwarts. Hermione is head girl, and Draco is head boy. Although they still hate each other with a passion, after a few encounters between the two, it's getting harder to resist what they really want.
A/N: This is my first Harry Potter story, so PLEASE be gentle with the feedback, but give it, nonetheless.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Not even the storyline, because I'm sure it's been done many times.
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Hermione put her luggage on her bed and studied her room; it was bigger than her house back home. Her walls and carpet were the Gryffindor colors; there was a large bay window to the left of the door with large red drapes, her king size bed had a red quilt with gold, silk sheets. To the right of her bed, was a big, walk-in closet, and to the left of the closet, was a large oak desk. Hermione was in love with her room, not only was it all hers, but it meant that she was this year's head girl. Since the first day of her first year at Hogwarts, Hermione had worked so hard, and now she finally had something to show for it. She unpacked her bags and put a picture of her parents on the nightstand next to her bed. Finally, she pulled the last thing out of her bag and set it on her pillow; it was a tan teddy bear that Ron had given her for her sixteenth birthday, and their one year anniversary; it wasn't much, but it was all that Ron could afford. It meant the world to Hermione; it was the best present she'd ever gotten.
Hermione quickly put her school robes on and left her room. She looked around, studying the common room. It had dark, but beautiful colors all throughout, on the walls and floors as well as the couch, chairs, and bookcases. In the middle of the room, there was a large couch and a coffee table. On the right side of the room, next to Hermione's door, there was a desk, next to it, a large bookcase, and next to that, a comfortable looking chair. On the left side of the room, next to the head boy's door, there was identical furniture. On the other side of the room was a door leading to their bathroom. Hermione glared at the door that led into the head boy's room, then left the common room, heading to the great hall for dinner. When she got to the great hall, she quickly took a seat next to Ron and across from Harry.
"You're late." Harry grinned.
"Yea; you know the head girl is suppose to show an example to the rest of the students." Ron smiled.
"Yea, I know; I was unpacking."
"And jumping up and down in your humongous room, loving that it's all yours." Harry added.
Hermione smiled, "Something like that."
Harry's smiled disappeared, "Bad luck though, having to live right across from Malfoy all year."
Ron glared at no one in particular, "Yea, he better keep his bloody hands off you Hermione."
Hermione couldn't help but smile at his protectiveness, "Like I'd ever let that slimy git touch me."
Hermione glanced across the room at the Slytherin table and saw Malfoy sitting next to his usual cronies, Crabbe and Goyle, with Pansy sitting across from him, looking all googily eyed. Hermione rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to Harry and Ron. All the first years came through the doors and were sorted into their houses, Dumbledore announced Hermione and Draco as new head boy and girl, made a few more announcements, and then the feast began. After dinner, all the first years were taken to their dorms, and the rest of the students went to their dorms. Hermione said goodnight to Harry and kissed Ron goodnight, then headed up to her dorm. When she got to the door, she was greeted by the portrait of a beautiful young woman with long, dark hair, and a perfect face, sitting on a bench in a rose garden.
The woman smiled at Hermione, "Password please."
"Chocolate frogs." Hermione replied.
"Have a good night Miss Granger." The door opened and Hermione stepped inside.
She flipped on the light and instantly regretted it. Right in front of Draco's door, was Draco making out with a redhead from Ravenclaw. Neither seemed to notice the lights, or Hermione for that matter. Hermione glared at the couple and cleared her throat several times, but no one paid attention to her.
"Excuse me, would you mind taking this to your room Malfoy? I just ate, and I really don't feel like barfing right now." Hermione continued glaring.
Draco pulled away from the girl, glared at Hermione, then turned to the portrait of a big ugly woman, wearing an awful dress.
"Password?"
"Pureblood." Draco sneered at Hermione.
The door swung open, Draco stepped inside, pulling the Ravenclaw behind him, then slammed the door. Hermione rolled her eyes and went to her room. The portrait on her door was of a little girl with blond pigtails sitting on grass, holding a kitten.
"Password please."
"Daisies."
The door swung open and she went inside. Hermione changed into her pajamas; a light blue spaghetti-strap shirt that said 'Angel' and a pair of blue, plaid looking bottoms. She put her hair up, then grabbed her bathroom stuff and went to the bathroom. On her way back to her room, Hermione heard noises coming from Draco's room. She rolled her eyes...again, grabbed a book from her bookshelf, and went back to her room. About thirty minutes later, when she was almost asleep, Hermione heard shouting coming from the common room. She got out of bed and pulled open her door, to find the Ravenclaw girl screaming at Draco. Hermione also noticed that Draco was wearing nothing but a pair of black silk boxers. His hair was still the same platinum blond, but this time it was a little longer and didn't have all that grease in it. It had a more natural look...it was hot. Hermione looked at his eyes; they were still the same gray they'd always been, with just a teeny hint of blue. She studied the rest of him and came to the conclusion that all those years on the Quidditch team had done that body good. Hermione snapped out of her daze and scolded herself for thinking about Draco Malfoy that way. She turned her attention back to the screaming,
"How dare you speak to me like that!" The Ravenclaw shouted.
"Well, that's all you are." Draco shot back.
The girl gasped, then slapped him right across the face, causing him to stumble back a bit.
*I like her.* Hermione thought to herself. Draco looked like he was going to hit her back, so Hermione stepped in, "What in the bloody hell is going on?!"
They both turned to Hermione.
"Nothing," Draco said, grabbing the girl's wrist, "She was just leaving." He dragged her to the door, and pushed her out, slamming the door in her face.
"What in the hell is wrong with you Malfoy? How dare you treat her like that!" Hermione spat.
Draco smirked at Hermione, "What do you care mudblood? She's just another whore."
Hermione was half tempted to smack him herself after what he said, "First, DO NOT call me that! Second, she's a human being, she deserves some respect!"
Draco scoffed, "Yea, right...mudblood."
Hermione marched up to Draco, and raised her hand to slap him, but he anticipated it, and grabbed her wrist.
"Not a wise move, Granger." Draco towered over her, causing Hermione to lose some of the confidence she'd had.
"Let...go...of...me." Hermione glared at him, trying to hide the fear that was slowly creeping up on her.
"Why should I...Granger?" Draco smirked at her.
"Because classes start tomorrow, I need my sleep, and I don't want to look at your arrogant face anymore!"
Draco stared at her for a minute, then finally let go. Hermione held onto her wrist, then stormed towards her room without another word.
Draco studied Hermione's retreating form, cocked his head to the side and smirked, "I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave." He called out to her. He'd heard that in a muggle movie once and had always wanted to say it to someone. After Hermione slammed her door, he chuckled to himself, then went to his room.
When Hermione got back into her bed, she gently rubbed her wrist and mumbled to herself, "This is going to be an interesting year."
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TBC...
I expect loads of feedback before I send out pt. 2. :o)