Rating:: PG
House:: Riddikulus
Ships:: Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger
Characters:: Draco Malfoy Hermione Granger
Genres:: Humor
Era:: Multiple Eras
Spoilers:: Philosopher's Stone Chamber of Secrets Prizoner of Azkaban Goblet of Fire Order of the Phoenix Quidditch Through the Ages Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
Stats:: Published: 02/15/2004

Updated: 11/02/2006

Words: 1,391

Chapters: 2

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I, Malfoy

That Which I Am

Story Summary:: I, Malfoy, hottest person in the school. I could have any girl (and most of the boys-even the straight ones) in the school. I, Malfoy, cleverest person in the school. I could beat Herm…Granger in any test. I, Malfoy, Quidditch player extraordinaire. I could have beaten Potter or Gin-the Weasley girl to the Snitch any time.

Chapter 02

Chapter Summary:: Having given her the love potion, Draco waits for Hermione in the Great Hall. And waits. And waits...

Posted:: 11/02/2006

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Author's Note:: Sorry it's been such a long time in coming, I'v had alevels and such. I hope you like it now it's here...

waited. And waited. Malfoys do not wait, but I felt making an exception this time was probably allowed. Purely because she was going to make a fool of herself. Malfoys play hard to get, you see. We do not give in to the first female who crosses our path.

...my

, Ginny's wearing a short skirt today.

She

looked at me. Damn. Did she see me looking? If she did, did she mind? I'll look again. Ah! She's still looking! Is she looking because she saw me looking, or is she looking because she likes what she sees (I would if I were her)? Or was she just looking? She's sat on the side of her table she can see me from. Does that mean she's sitting there purposefully to look at me, or does it have something to do with the fact there aren't actually any seats on the other side?

...Hermione

. I'm waiting for Hermione.

finished my lunch, elegantly played with my knife and fork, showed off to Pansy a bit for an ego massage and gazed straight ahead of me...not through the gap at Ginny or anything. Hermione still didn't show. She may have been clever, but she wasn't nearly as clever as me, so she'd never recognise the effects of a Love Potion beginning to work (hot cheeks, drifting train of thought, general desire to do things Hermione Grangers didn't). I eventually decided she'd probably skipped lunch to do some work and was concentrating hard enough to keep the potion's effects at bay for a while. And so it was that I coincidentally left the hall at the same time as Ginny Weasley. Heehee.

also coincidentally coincided with her as we squeezed through the doors. I turned the full force of my pearl-silver-grey (no I can't decide what colour they are either) eyes on hers and said coldy, yet warmly, "Weasley." Full stop and everything.

She

just glared straight back, stuck her nose in the air and stalked off.

is truly amazing, the way stalking makes the hips swing.

mind on the swaying hemline of Ginny's skirt, I failed to notice someone fall into step next to me.

"Hello

, Draco," It sounded like the owner of the voice had something of a cold. I looked down.

Hermione

had obviously borrowed someone else's make up - I seriously doubt she has any of her own. She had, however, plainly taken no ones advice on putting it on. Since I know everything, I know that eyeshadow up to the eyebrow went out at least five years ago, and eyeliner is not meant to be that thick. And blusher is meant to be rubbed in, not look like little doll cheeks.

think it was worth it just for the look on Weasley Senior's face.

Being

the genius I am, I figured out Hermione was attempting a breathy or possibly husky voice.

"Hello

," I replied, curving my lips sensuously in a smile. I felt that adding a name would be a bad idea, Granger being too impolite since I did, after all, have something of the hots for her, but Hermione and everyone would instantly decide something was going on. Which it was, but that's not the point.

She

fluttered he eyelashes at me. She didn't half look silly. But at the same time, rather endearing and cute.

"Hermione

? What are you doing?" asked Weasley, looking thoroughly bewildered.

She

ignored him.

"How

are you today, Draco?" she breathed, gazing up at me.

"I'm

very well, thank you," I replied civilly, smiling down at her, "how are you?"

think she almost had a fit, to tell you the truth. Well, who wouldn't, confronted with me asking them such a question?

"I'm

- I'm very well, thank you Draco!" she said, hyperventilating.

"I'm

sorry, my dear, but I have to go to Charms now. See you around." I turned and walked off, smiling (sensuously of course) as I heard her shriek to Weasley, "He called me 'my dear'!"

the way out I couldn't help but notice young Ginny, who had watched the whole thing, leaning on a wall, now watching me.

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