There's No Time!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything about Harry Potter.
Author's Note: Book 6 disregarded. Not all things are cannon. Oh, yeah, this is my 2nd story. But this is the first Romance one. If you don't like my story or if you love it, just tell me because I think your comments would improve my creativity and writing skills. And I'm sorry if I have typhos.
Chapter 1
†Bubble Trouble†
"Today, you'll be working on an Elixir to induce Euphoria." a cold voice commanded. Professor Severus Snape flicked his wand and the blank chalkboard began to be filled with handwriting of the professor. "Get your ingredients in the supplies cupboard, and just be sure not to spill anything. Be careful." he drawled to the class and gave Neville Longbottom an Or-You'll-Be-Sorry look. Neville fidgeted and turned pale. "Are you alright?" Hermione asked the poor boy. Neville just nodded and stood up to get some ingredients.
The dungeon is their Potions classroom. Cold, dark, old stone walks, torch-lit corridors. No sunshine reaches the dark dungeons. Harry James Potter, the boy who lived, the one with the famous lightning-shaped scar, the boy with jet-black hair and luminous green eyes flipped the pages of his Advanced Potion-Making. "So, I'll be needing a sprig of peppermint…" Harry mumbled under his breath. He headed quickly to the supplies cupboard and got his potion ingredients. Today is a horrible day, because they're paired with Slytherin for Double Potions. The misfortune was tripled. Everyone knows that Professor Snape favors the cunning and sly Slytherins more than anyone from other houses. He's one biased git and these Slytherins are pompous arrogant jerks who are very proud of themselves, always bragging and boasting on what they have. That's what Harry Potter always has in mind.
Meanwhile, in the other side of the room, Ronal Bilius Weasley frowned at his tattered second hand book. "This is a pretty tough potion." He muttered to himself. Ron put the water in his cauldron in a boil. His red hair matches the color of the flame under his old cauldron. His freckles stand out on his fair skin. Ron began to add some ingredients that were stated in his Advanced Potion-Making that was owned by Percy, another Weasley that is now working for the Ministry of Magic that has the nickname 'Weatherby', given by the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge himself. Ron still didn't know how did Fudge got out of trouble after that incident at the Department of Mysteries during his fifth year.
"No talking. Five points from you, Miss Granger, trying to teach Longbottom again, eh? Go back and mind your own work." Snape said with his lips, twitching trying to hide his smirk. The girl with bushy brown hair and chocolate brown eyes turned into light pink. She hates it when someone, especially a teacher, embarrasses her. Hermione Jane Granger just gave Neville an I'm-so-sorry-but-I'll-try-to-help-you-again look. But Neville didn't see that, he was looking at the instructions carefully, now that he knows, Hermione can't help him. Hermione continued to work on her own brew. But she kept glancing on Neville's potion every minute or two and muttering some instructions on the corner of her mouth. Neville just nodded and did what Hermione told him to do.
After a several minutes, Draco Malfoy's potion turned into sunshine-yellow. Perfect. He thought. His silver blonde hair and pale, almost colorless skin stand out in the dark classroom. He played a smirk on his lips and looked again on his book. Draco picked a vial on Professor Snape's desk. He went back on his working table, shared with Vincent Crabbe. Draco uncorked the vial and filled it with the sunshine-yellow elixir. He wrote his name on a piece of parchment and put his vial on Snape's desk, as well as a Gryffindor he really don't want to be with. Filthy mudblood. He murmured. It was Hermione Granger. Hermione's vial is also filled with the sunshine-yellow potion just like his. Draco just scowled because someone did well as him while Hermione just smiled at her own vial, too busy to pay attention to Draco Malfoy's scowl.
"Professor!" a girl shrieked. Professor Snape quickly followed the girl's voice. "What is it Ms. Patil?" Professor Snape asked coldly. "His potion! Goyle's potion!" Parvati shrieked back. Everyone in the classroom looked at Gregory Goyle's cauldron. It was not the sunshine-yellow they expected, it's a murky shade of green and it's bubbling mad! Luckily, it was thick so there's just a little amount of potion that was spilt. Goyle just turned very pale; he doesn't know what to do. "Evanesco!" Professor Snape roared, then the green viscous liquid was gone. "Professor! It burnt hole on the desk!" Parvati squealed. Snape looked at the mahogany desk. "Mr. Malfoy! Get Goyle to the Hospital Wing." Snape ordered. Draco nodded, he went to Goyle and they head off to the Hospital Wing. "Poor Goyle, he suffered from shock." Hermione could hear Pansy Parkinson, the pug-faced Slytherin said.
"Get your vials and fill them up with your I hope they're safe potions." He said in a monotone. The students nodded. Harry passed his vial with translucent yellow. Snape smirked when he saw Harry's vial. The Ron has dark yellow, definitely not the right color Snape needed. Just then Neville passed his perfect sunshine-yellow potion. At the sight of Neville's vial, Snape jerked with surprise. "15 points from Gryffindor! Ms. Hermione Granger, I can't believe you insisted on breaking my order not to pass instructions to Mr. Longbottom?" he said. Hermione turned into hot pink.
The rest of the Potions lesson was horrible. Draco Malfoy just brought Goyle to the Hospital Wing and Snape awarded Slytherin 10 points for being obedient and helpful.
"I'm sorry Hermione, I always cost you trouble." Neville mumbled under his breath. "That's alright Neville, I want to help you." Hermione replied and gave poor Neville and encouraging smile.
Harry took down notes and became irritated by his seatmate's grunts. The boy next to Harry is a large bulky one and Harry doesn't dare to get him in trouble with his seatmate because he's just like a matchstick. Harry just rolled his eyes and jot down the things to be remembered.
Ron glanced at his seatmate, Lavender Brown. Lavender was just doodling on her notebook. When Lavender opened her bag to get something, Ron glanced at her notebook and saw a drawing of a rabbit, a few hearts, Lavender's name with matching designs of flowers and small hearts. Girls. Ron thought.
On the front row, seated there was Draco Malfoy. His sleek silver hair is in its usual hairdo. He was glad about Slytherin gaining points for doing something not that heroic. He was glad that Snape favored them, Slytherins. He was also glad about the total of 20 points deducted from Gryffindor because of Granger. Granger. He thought. She's nothing but a filthy mudblood. She can't beat me. I'm way better than her. I'm a pureblood, a Slytherin, but she is just a low-life mudblood. Filthy. He mused proudly. Gryffindors deserve more than 20-point deduction. They deserve more.
After an hour, the bell rang. "Homework." Snape shouted before the students could leave. "An essay about Everlasting Elixirs. A foot and a half. No more, no less. Now go." He told the class. Snape carried the box of vials into his office. Most of the students already got out of the classroom. "Just wait for me, in the Great Hall guys." Hermione told Harry and Ron cheerfully. The two boys nodded and went out of sight. Hermione smiled as she corked her inkbottle and put he things inside her bag, she's very thankful to have wonderful friends.
On the front row, Draco Malfoy just finished putting his precious things inside his bag. But something caught his attention. Granger is smiling. He furrowed his eyebrows and spoke. "What are you smiling at?"
Hermione was just about to leave when she heard a familiar cold drawl. She turned around and saw one of the least persons she wants to see. Draco Malfoy.
"What do you want?" Hermione asked irritably.
"Nothing, I just saw you smiling." Draco replied with malice in his voice.
"So, what now if I'm smiling?" she told him
"Nothing… nothing… I just thought you found a Sickle lying on the floor and you're glad to have some money." He said with an annoying smirk on his face,
"Well, I thought you should have been in a zoo, not in a school! You ferret Boy!" Hermione fired back. It was an incident in their 4th year when Moody turned Draco Malfoy into a bouncing white ferret.
"Well, it's not funny. Besides, if I'm in a zoo, you won't be able to see me because you can't afford the entrance fee!" he chuckled evilly
"Why you… little pompous arrogant jerk!" she shouted. But when she looked at Draco, she was wrong. Draco grew taller than what she expected. During their younger years, Draco is a very short boy.
"What about you? Large-toothed freak!" Draco said. But when she looked at Hermione, he proved that his statement was wrong. Hermione's teeth seem to be in the perfect size for her face.
Meanwhile, in Snape's office. He began to check the vials his students passed to him. So far, her just gave 4 Outstandings, to Granger, Malfoy, Zabini and Parkinson. Even though Longbottom is quite perfect, he just gave him an E because dear old Granger taught him. Can't these students do better? He mused. Snape frowned at the vials. Just then he saw Potter's work. "Hmmm… yellow… yes, but not translucent." He mumbled under his breath and poured a drop on a thing, wishing it mould melt or burn a hole, but it didn't. "Well, fame is not everything, Potter, our celebrity." He chuckled under his breath, just then he heard shouts outside his office. What's that? He quickly opened the door of his office, leading to the classroom and saw 2 youths.
"Why, oh you EVIL ferret! Airhead!" Hermione shouted at Malfoy, now fuming, not recognizing Professor Snape's presence.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here? 10 points from Gryffindor! And detention for you Ms. Ganger!" Snape roared at the fuming, crimson-faced Hermione.
"B-b-but Professor! He started it!" Hermione squealed.
"Another 10 points for Gryffindor for trying to argue with me. Well, do you have proof that he started it?" Snape's cold voice filled the air. Hermione stayed silent.
"Speak! Or I'll deduct another 10 points." Snape threatened
"No sir." Hermione mumbled as she shook her head in shame.
"Very well. 7:00pm in my office. Don't be late." Snape told her merciless. "Go and have some dinner, Mr. Malfoy." Snape turned to Draco. Draco nodded and left the room with a wide smirk of triumph and success on his face. Hermione clutched her bag and went out the room too.
"Gryffindors. So proud of themselves." Snape drawled as he went back to his office and returned to his work.
Hermione walked slowly out of the dungeons. Draco changed a lot. He's a lot taller now… and he's…he's… not that ugly anymore. Hermione thought. Of course, for her, Draco is still an ugly git. Arrogant, pompous, airhead. Hermione entered the Great Hall with a blank look. She's happy because she could talk with her friends, she's sad because she cost a lot deduction for Gryffindor, she's angry because Malfoy got her in detention.
"Hi Harry. Hi Ron." Hermione greeted wearily.
"What happened to you? You look like there's something bad that happened to you." Harry told her friend as she sat in front of the two boys.
"Well, Snape deducted a total of 40 points from Gryffindor because of me…" she started while scooping some mashed potatoes and pouring gravy on it.
"What?! That…" Ron blurted out but Hermione stopped him.
"Will you let me finish first?" Hermione told him and Ron just nodded and bit some of his turkey.
"Where was I? Oh, Malfoy insulted me. He called me a mudblood again so I insulted him back…" she told the two. Hermione told them the insults she and Malfoy threw at each other. "… Then Snape saw us… actually he heard me" she finished and ate a piece of roast beef.
"Know what? Someday, I'm going to kill that slimy git with my bare hands." Harry declared as he raised his closed fit. Hermione just laughed at him. She really loves the way her friends make her laugh.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the hall was the Slytherin table. Some are eating like they've never eaten for years, Crabbe and Goyle for an instance. Some are chattering about school. Others are trading stuff; some are giving each other scowls, smiles and threatening looks. There is a boy with pale blond hair who is devouring on some fried chicken, fresh green salad and macaroni. His gray eyes glittered as he eats his food.
"What's the fun about?" A dark Italian boy with dark eyes asked.
"It's just another success." Draco told him with his traditional smirk.
"What about it?" the boy asked Draco again.
"Oh, I just got Granger into trouble, Blaise." Draco told his friend.
"In what trouble exactly?" Blaise Zabini asked eagerly.
"Snape deducted a total of 40 points from Gryffindor because of Granger, 20 points because of Longbottom and 20 points because of me." Draco told Blaise with his eyes glinting.
"What else?" Blaise asked Draco with lots of interest.
"Then, I insulted her a lot, but she was the only one who got in detention." Draco finished.
"That's what I like about you Draco, you're wicked." Blaise grinned.
"And utterly brilliant." Draco added to Blaise statement as well as praising himself.
Granger. Granger came to his mind once more. She changed. Draco thought. Her teeth are not that large as rabbit's anymore… and she doesn't look very ugly anymore too. He told himself. But she's still an ugly bookworm brute. He mused and involuntarily made a slight smirk. Then Draco took a bite of fried chicken and turned to Crabbe, who is now munching some baked turkey.
Author's Note: So is it a thumb up or a thumb down? I'll post the next chapter when I have time. I already finished it though, but I'll post it once I finished the third. Just keep checking back. Well, I know that I'm not a very good writer but I hope you like my work.
