Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in Professor Snape's class, they weren't paying attention so he was basically droning on about something. Hermione was though, so Harry and Ron could just ask her for help. But that wasn't the point right now; the point was getting revenge on Draco Malfoy. Hermione wasn't listening to either of them and that was frustrating to both of them.
"Do it now!" Ron said, about to kick her foot under the desk. Hermione made a 'shush' face and replied, "can't! Not yet. We have to wait until Professor Snape isn't watching us." Harry was frustrated also and swore that this certain professor was up their arses about something. Professor Snape hated the three of them for some god awful reason. He had it out for them since they came to Hogwarts. He was only guilty for surviving an attack and Ron and Hermione were only guilty of being his friends.
The room was quiet and everyone was working on their potion Snape assigned to them. "How are you going to do this?" Ron asked concentrating on a vile of liquid. Ron stunk at Potions, so did Harry.
Hermione looked up at Professor Snape and smiled, "Just watch and you'll see." She got up from her seat, grabbing a vile of liquid. Hermione was a genius when it came to these little things called revenge. She walked over to Draco, who was on the other side of the room.
"Malfoy," Hermione said, getting his attention. His brows were furrowed, trying to figure something out. He looked up, "What do you want, Granger?" Turd. "I gave you the wrong potion by mistake when I was passing them out. I was supposed to give you this one." She set the vile she grabbed from her desk onto his. "Instead of that one," and she picked up the one he was working on. "It would be terrible if you received a failing grade because of me," she said. "Uh-huh." He looked suspicious for a minute, drawing away from her like she was poisonous.
"Granger, get back to your seat," Snape snapped in his mean monotone voice. "Bye," she said simply. She turned and went back to her seat.
"So, what happened?" Harry asked. He wanted the details. "I just gave him the wrong potion when I switched them," she answered.
Harry wanted to know something else. "What did he say?"
"Nothing, but I thought he was a turd." Hermione was back to working on her potion which she will get an 'A' on. Ron laughed at her "turd" thought.
"I wander what his potion will come out like," Ron said, his face scrunched up in thought. "It will come out looking like one of Crookshanks hairballs," she answered. All three laughed, and went back to work on their assignment.
They were at lunch now, eating. And waiting. And smiling, except Hermione. Ron and Harry couldn't wait for this to happen-or to see it. "Do it now, Harry," Ron said impatiently. He even nudged him. Hermione would never admit to enjoying something like this, but Harry could see that she was by the way her eyes weren't moving across the book she was supposed to be reading, they were just staring at one spot on the page. Her hands were fidgeting with the pages-that was anticipation. Plus she looked like she was just waiting for something to happen.
Harry brought out his wand, muttered "explosia" without his lips barely moving, flicking his wand while saying it.
All of a sudden, Draco Malfoy's food started flying and splattering everywhere around him. He shot up from his seat, arms waving like he was trying to fly. The food seemed like it had a mind of it's own, smacking him. His food smacked, splattered, and splashed him all over his school uniform, face, and his neatly slicked back hair. His food even got the people beside him and down his row along with others across from them. Squealing like a chicken, everyone who wasn't getting splattered with Draco Malfoy's food was laughing. The Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws, definately the Gryffindors, and even some of the Slytherins were laughing. Even Hermione's shoulders were shaking trying not to laugh along with everyone. All three of them could hear the sound sound effects of the food splattering.
SMACK! THWACK! GLOOP! WHIP! SPLAT! This was embarrassment and humiliation of Draco Malfoy and they were enjoying it. Then all of a sudden, the food stopped flying and splattering him.
"What is the meaning of this?" Professor McGonagall yelled disapprovingly. Everyone stopped laughing. It was like the laughter was cut with scissors. No one answered. No one even smiled. When there was a teacher involved, they stayed quiet.
"Who did this?" she asked a bit more softly-not too much though. Everyone shrugged. "Draco, come here," she ordered. Draco did. There were small red marks on his face and arms. Hermione looked like she felt bad for him. Harry and Ron didn't feel sorry one bit for the mean slytherin.
"We will get to the bottom of this," she said, leaving with Draco.
After lunch was over, the questions started. They started calling students in and asking them about the explosion of food on Draco Malfoy. No one knew the answer. They asked Dean Thomas, Nevil Longbottom, Susan bones, Luna Lovegood and others from different houses. But they wouldn't know because they didn't do it. Once it was Harry's turn to be questioned, he was quiet.
"Do you have any idea who did this?" Professor McGonagall asked. Professor Snape was staring right at him. Though, it seemed like he was trying to scorch him with his eyes.
"No, mam," Harry answered softly.
"Did you do this?" She emphasized the 'you' in her question. Snapes stare got harder and if it was possible, more scorching. He shook his head, "no."
Professor McGonagall was silent. He could tell that she didn't believe him. "Do you know if Weasly and Granger had anything to do with this?"
"No, mam," Harry answered. She just nodded and said, "you may go." Snape looked like he was about to protest.
He was happy to be out of there. He saw Ron and Hermione. "What did she say, " Hermione asked. "She just asked if I knew anything. What about you two?"
"Same," Ron answered.
"Same," Hermione answered also.
"Let's get out of here," Harry said.
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Ron, Harry, and Hermione were walking down the hall, laughing about something Ron said until they saw Draco Malfoy. Then they turned the opposite way. "Not him," Hermione muttered under her breath. "Weasly, Potter, Granger," Draco called.
"What do you want?" Harry asked not so pleasantly. "I know it was you three who messed with my food." He didn't bother answering Harry's question, just straight to the point.
"We didn't do anything," Ron said. "I know it was you three," Malfoy said through clenched teeth.
"So what if it was," Harry egged on. He was looking for a reason to fight with Malfoy. "Harry," Hermione warned shaking her head. "We have to get to class," she said, turning and grabbing Harry the two of them. Harry nodded, leaving. Draco didn't look happy but he let it go, turning away with his two goonies. They could hear him mumbling as they were walking away.
"...and that filthy mudblood too..."He muttered something else after that.
Once Ron heard that, he said, "Hey, Draco." Draco turned when he heard his name. "EAT SLUGS!" A bright blast of yellow light shot out from his wand and hit Malfoy in his stomach. The Slytherin crouched over holding his stomach with both hands and then a slimy green slug flopped out of his mouth onto the cement. Hermione's mouth gaped open in surprise while Harry and Ron laughed.
"Why did you do that?" Hermione asked. "He called you a filthy mudblood so I made him eat slugs. It didn't work last year but this year my wand is fixed," he perked up his wand.
"Take him to the hospital wing," they heard Snape say. Ron's eyes got big. "Oh no," he mouthed.
"Weaslyyyy," Professor Snape droned out. "You did this?" He didn't have to ask because he knew that Ron did it. He just wanted to make him look like he was about to pee his pants. But Ron nodded anyway. "Come with me," He said, looking like Ron was a bug be wanted to squash under his foot.
"Professor, plea-" Hermione was about to cut in before Harry pinched her to make her stay quiet. If she said anything, all three of them would be punished. "Granger, quiet," Snape said, a little bit mean. Not that he was ever nice, Harry thought.
"We have to get to class," Harry said. "Go, then," Professor Snape said with a curl of his lip. He nodded, grabbing Hermione. "Bye, Ron," Harry waved. Ron looked like he was begging with his eyes not to leave him there with the devil. But they had to go and they went.
All three of them were sitting in the Gryffindor meeting room. "What did Snape make you do?" Harry asked. "I had to clean the whole potions room with a toothbrush and then I had to write a hundred and fifty times 'I will not make anyone eat slugs'. It was awful." His face showed how awful it was. "But I couldn't wait to do that spell on him a second time," he smiled.
"It was funny," Harry admitted. "Thanks," Hermione said with a sweet smile. She looked like she wanted to give him a kiss on the cheek. He would blush and then look really awkward.
"No problem." "Ok," Hermione said with a sigh, pulling out there list of revenge on Draco Malfoy. "We did three out of fifteen already, next isss..." and she smiled.
"Oy, Hermione, you look a little evil." Ron said, a little scared. Even Harry could see the little evil glint in her eye.
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