How To Tame The Dragon
By xoxoEternalRose
Chapter 1:Without Wax
'What on Earth had taken apart in thinking that it'll be funny to start out mayhem in my life?' Hermione Granger thought to herself while rubbing her teary eyes due to the accident-related smoke.
And to be honest, she didn't find it funny at all.
Non-verbally summoning her wand, she whisked the blinding, not to mention annoying and irritating, exhaust out of her Potions lab.
Silently cursing herself for her slow reflexes and for not shoving out, the hex was already at the tip of her tongue, the ferret-face prick Draco Malfoy. "Damn Malfoy to hell" she muttered to herself as she checked her open storage for broken potion bottles.
She breathe deeply when she discovered none.
Hermione assured to herself that she's going to punch the living daylights out of him as soon as she find the sodding git.
Walking around the counter only did she found another problem.
"Or not." She whispered, trying to compose herself at the view she just witnessed.
'Really, how could you punch a small boy, no older than 6-?'
He stood straight, his gray eyes glaring at her, furious, "What the fuck did you do, you Mudblood? Why is everything.. so huge? You poisoned me!" he sneered as Hermione cringed at the boy's rather shrilly voice that echoed along the walls.
'And he hadn't even looked down yet' she mussed to herself as she massaged her temples to cease the building headache. "Why should I take the blame when it was entirely your fault? You trespassed here like you actually owned the place. Really. Can you be more stupid? This" she gestured their surroundings" is your fault. I'm losing it, arguing with a child, no less. And I did not poisoned you! I wouldn't go as low as you."
Malfoy rolled his eyes. "'I'm losing it.' Right you are, Granger, for once I agreed with you, you're downright barmy. And I'm not a child, I'll let you know▬"
Hermione cut him off. "—that you've got no shirt on?" she offered lamely.
Malfoy blinked. Well, it seems like it's a tad too cold in here and looked down.
'—and got no clothes on?'
Hermione don't even want to know if anyone can scream so high-pitched and ear-drum breaking than this boy.
Then there was a thud on the floor.
She smiled to herself, humored by the sudden events.
Hermione now got a guinea pig, accidentally, for her potion. Only it was a ferret.
A little one at that.
Author's Note
Yayness! I made it! This plot had been bugging me off for weeks already and it feels great to have it out.*Sighs in relief*
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