enemies nature (dramione)

III: Are You Teasing Me, Granger?

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'Fueding relationship'. That is definitely not how I would phrase it.

At first, I admit, I was annoyed that I would have to share a dorm with this irritating, smart-ass Mudblood. But after reconsidering it three times over, I have come to the conclusion, it may be the most fun I would ever experience at Hogwarts. An entire year of teasing Granger sounds like the epitome of amusement and I couldn't wait.

"Well... I suppose we should go in." Granger stated.

"Oh, you suppose do you?" I scoffed. I was already having so much fun. She looked up at me. Her wide, chocolate eyes piercing mine. Her cheeks had a light ruddiness to them which was adorable. She managed to get embarrassed over the littlest things and that, to me, was the beginning of my fun. She tucked her hair behind her ear and traced her hand down to her hip, my eyes following, She moved her cardigan out of the way and placed her left hand on her hip. She was wearing a tight, black dress with a dark red cardigan to favor Gryffindor or some rubbish I suppose. The dress' hem cut off mid-thigh, compelling me to glance at her perfect legs every other minute. It was starting to get on my nerves. I wished she'd just wear her robes but I'd remember that we don't not studying here anymore. I despised myself for my wandering eyes.

"Yes I do. You're seriously already getting on my nerves," Granger said. I looked into her eyes again. There was always something in them, deep within them, that reflected something like amusement. The tiniest fraction of amusement mixed with bitterness, frustration, embarrassment and... passion.

"And what are you going to do about it. Nothing; you never put up a good fight, He-- Granger," I stumbled on my words, "maybe if you give me a good reason to not treat you how you deserve, I may then reconsider."

"How I deserve? What do you mean? I do not deserve your attitude nor the humiliation you force me to endure." Granger crossed her arms, and my eyes wandered to her breast where her arms were folded underneath before snapping back up. What the fuck am I doing?

"You and your friends put me through things too, Mudblood." I spat and I could see Hermione visibly recoil and grimace at the vicious uttering of mudblood. I felt slightly horrible.

"Things you deserved, either way." she retorted. And with that, she walked away to unlock our dorm. After opening the door and swinging it wide open, she pivoted her head to give me a look; a look i've never seen her exhibit before, a look of satisfaction and lust.

"You know, I love it when you look defeated Draco," she uttered.

"Wh— What?" I answered back, my voice seeping with surprise. My voice resounded with a lot more fragility than I would have preferred. I felt my cheeks redden. I swerved my head to deflect Granger's glare. I have never in my life seen Hermione with this attitude.

"What, Malfoy? You need me to whisper it in your ear?" her smoky voice enunciated. I audibly choked at this. My face aflame, I snapped my head over to where Hermione was stood. She was gone. She'd vacated into the dorm and the door shut behind her. Fuck. Are you teasing me, Granger?

I opened the door and walked in. The dorm was surprisingly homely. It was spacey with warm lighting and comfortable looking furniture. The living area consisted of a chaise lounge, a small armchair, a TV, a mustard yellow radio, two large, towering bookcases and a large coffee table. My luggage sat in the middle, solitary. Bloody hell, Granger moves around quickly.

To my left, there was a small doorway that lead into a spacious kitchen area and a door which was the bathroom. These dorms really weren't like student ones. To my right there were two doors. I assume they were the bedrooms. The door of the right one was wide open so I presume that would be mine.
--------- TIME SKIP: DINNER

I had just finished unpacking and thought i'd take the time to prepare dinner. I changed into a black t-shirt and some grey jogger shorts that cut off at my knees. It felt strange to finally be taking charge of my life.

I left my room. I inhaled profoundly, but my exhale was very shaky. I still hadn't fully recovered by what Hermione pulled two hours ago. I walked up to her door and knocked. I waited to second and brought my sweaty hand to the door knob. I was about to open the door before I recoiled when the door was opened. I was met with a sight I would have prayed God for. There Hermione stood, her hair falling behind her back. She wore a loose white, cropped camisole, through which I could see her nipples (a/n I HATED MYSELF FOR THIS I APOLOGISE!!), and a white pair of ruched, linen shorts. I took a step back and turned my head down, letting my ash blond fringe fall before my eyes.

"What do you want?" she asked, compelling me to look back up, through her angelic voice. She smelt floral and I felt intoxicated. The warm, orange light of our dorm and the late evening glare made her look even more angelic than she already was. She was incandescently and ineffably gorgeous and I couldn't pull my eyes away from her face or body.

"Draco." She uttered. I raised my eyes as my name oozed from her perfect, pink lips.

"Y-- Yes? Sorry-- I am--" I exhaled, already backing away from her door, "I'm about to make dinner, do you want some?"

"And I was over here thinking you were the devil himself. I would really like that. Thank you Malfoy."

"That's okay, Granger. This is a one off. Since you may be tired from travelling, or--" I stopped to breath as Hermione crossed her arms under her breasts. She truly has no idea what she does to me, "or-- something. Yeah. I'll call you when it's ready."

And that's when she smiled at me. A genuine, sweet smile that set my heart ablaze. I smirked in response and walked away. I walked into the kitchen and rested against the counter, hiding my face in my hands. I'm meant to hate her.

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visulising the dorm (BECAUSE I <3 VISULISING RHINGS 😆):
( p.s i am horrible at drawing so please excuse how messy this is)

green: (the corridor walls &) doors and windows and their opening arcs 😐 doors are the ones with curved arcs.
blue: furniture