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Revenge

Chapter One: When Good Potions Go Bad

"Hermione tell me again why we're in here?" Harry asked, holding his nose. The grotesque stench of Slytherin was trying to force its way into his nostrils. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Harry stop overreacting! I told you, I've had the perfect idea of revenge on Malfoy!" She said exasperatedly, as if she had explained it a hundred times….which she had.

Flashback

"Hermione, why are we going to the Slytherin Common Room during dinner?"

"Revenge."

"Oh……..but……I'm hungry…."

smack

"….ow."

End Flashback

"And Ron, stop being a prat and get up off the floor!" She yelled at Ron, who was crawling on the floor muttering, "….need….food…."

So there they stood. Three Gryffindors in the Slytherin Common Room. Conveniently enough, there was no one there.Hermione carefully set down her bag and began rummaging through it. Harry took an apprehensive step backward when she pulled out a bottle full of murky brown liquid.

"Uh…Hermione?...This doesn't involve anymore Polyjuice Potion…..does it?" He asked, eyeing the bottle nervously. Ron twitched slightly.

"Of course not, it contains a potion so powerful, so foul, so SINISTER…..that it can't be touched by human hands." Hermione said darkly. Ron and Harry both took an automatic step backwards.

"So what does this potion actually do?" Ron asked, staring at the contents of the bottle, which was bubbling slightly.

"Well, besides causing sleepiness, exhaustion, insomnia, sleep deprivation, heart attacks, or immediate death, it makes the drinker's worst fears come true. Oh, it also causes severe dehydration, not to mention food poisoning." Hermione said,

"Hermione isn't that a bit dangerous?" Ron asked.

"So?"

"Good point."

"Well….shouldn't we hurry? I mean, dinner isn't that long, and we definitely need to get this done before they come back…..wait what exactly is the plan?" Harry asked.

"Okay. Well, we'll all stand in the corner under the Invisibility Cloak. Then when Malfoy walks in, we'll knock him out, drag his unconscious self under the cloak and out of the common room. Then we'll pull him into an empty class room and force him to drink the potion." Hermione said, smiling to herself about her ingenious plan. Harry stared at her.

"Hermione…this has got to be…either the craziest idea you've had…or….no, just the craziest."

"Shut up and get under the cloak."

"Right."

So there they waited.

Meanwhile in the Great Hall, Snape was doing his Justin Timberlake impersonation up at the Staff Table for everyone. Draco, already scarred for like, ran out of the Hall screaming. Sadly, he was the only one. Everyone else stared in shock and horror, unable to move, as Snape did another pelvic thrust, singing in an incredibly high voice.

Draco ran as fast as he could down to his common room. He mutter the password, pushed the door open and walked over to a couch and collapsed on it. He sighed to himself. Suddenly he was grabbed from behind, knocked unconscious with a stick, and dragged out of his common room and into an empty class room.

"Well….that was easy…" Ron said, pulling the cloak off and tossing it aside onto an empty desk. Hermione pulled out the potion and pulled the cork out of the bottle, instantly, a horrible stench filled the room, making Draco wake up.

"Weasel?....Mudblood?!....Potty?!?!" He yelled, getting up and back away. He drew his wand. Harry drew his own wand, but instead of casting a spell, he threw it at Draco. And somehow, the tiny stick of wood, about the size of a ruler, knocked him out again.

"Harry…how'd you do that?" Hermione asked, astounded.

"He's the hero, Hermione. He always wins. So what else is new?" Ron said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Harry shrugged. Hermione took the potion and poured it into Draco's mouth, somehow making him swallow it all.

"….that looks disgusting…" Ron muttered. Suddenly Draco gave a violent twitch. They all backed away. He kept convulsing, twitching, and jerking around on the floor. A huge cloud of midnight black vapor streamed from his body and layered the entire room. When the vapor disappeared, they all gasped in horror.

Standing in front of them were five different Draco Malfoys.

The first one was wearing black robes and black combat boots. He had red eyes that shown fiercely from under his dark raven hair. He was also glaring around at them all, and scowling so much that it looked painful. The second one was wearing long white robes. He had pale blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He was smiling around at everyone, radiating goodness out of every pore. The third one was wearing grayish-blue robes. His short blonde hair hung in and around his face. He wore a look of immense sadness, and stared at the floor. The fourth one was wearing red robes. He had a muzzle on, and was rocking back and forth on the floor. He was wearing a straight jacket, and kept struggling slighty, his silvery-blonde hair shining with every move. The fifth Draco Malfoy was the original, looking slightly dazed, and extremely confused.

"…uh….whoops…" Hermione said, staring at the new Dracos in slight alarm.

Any good? Want me to keep going, then tell me.

Pyro

Next chapter:

"I guess I got the potions mixed up..." Hermione said, a look of horror rising on her face.

"You did WHAT?!" Harry and Ron shouted in unision.

Uh...thats all.

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