He smirked at her, 'you never really were one to curse. Even now, you still refuse to do so.' as he said this, he creeped closer to Hermione, making her step backwards and into the wall.
He was so close to her, she could feel his hot yet icy breath on her skin.
'I think we both know what I'm gonna do to you right now.'
Hermione, with her gaping mouth and wide eyes, was unresponsive.
'Since you clearly don't know, I'll just tell you.' he brought the wand to her face, 'I don't want you telling anyone of what you saw or did last night with me.'
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The rules in Hogwarts changed during the beginning of the Golden trio's fifth year. Such as, there can only be one prefect per house. Either a girl or a boy can be voted per house.
Ron and Hermione go head on toe to win that prefects badge, befriending each other.
But what happens when Malfoy gets in the way of everything that Hermione worked so hard for to rebuild her friendships? Or will she just have to make new ones?
BEWARE!
You're about to read a bad ass story right here.
Just know that I don't take hate. Mainly because I don't care.
Bad words, bad content, and bad grammar are exclusive, so if you're not up for it... well bye
This story takes place in the golden trios fifth year and migrates from one character POV to the next.
But don't worry, it's amazing and you're gonna love it.
P.S.
Most of the characters belong to ma gurl J.K. Rowling... But I also make up some names as I write.
Also, the plot is mine.
"You know what Potter... I think I'll take that offer," Draco began, walking closer towards me, backing me against the wall.
"Wait, really?" I looked at him suspiciously. This was the boy who had hated me ever since I declined his handshake when we were 11... and now he was agreeing to help me. Something was up.
"Yes Potter. Really. You said you'd do anything and anything means everything doesn't it?" I wanted to interrupt him there, I didn't mean everything, I opened my mouth to disagree but he carried on talking, not giving me a chance to answer.
" I can use it to my advantage in the future. Who knows when I'll need it?" A smirk appeared on his lips as he eyed me up and down. I felt naked under his glance as I looked at anywhere except his face. Regret filled me once again.
Maybe this wasn't the best plan, maybe I could back out now, and maybe I could just-
My thoughts went blank as I felt a pair of soft lips collide with mine.
Harry Potter could be considered good at everything.... except kissing. When he finds himself crushing on Ginny, who better to teach him the arts of kissing than the Draco Malfoy?
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