A/N: JK Rowling owns these characters. Don't sue me, I am but a delirious fan. This fic is rated M for future chapters. This chapter is rated T for language. "Hermione has a plan. She's going to bring that pretentious Slytherin down. Will her plan backfire?"
I can't stand that filthy mudblood.Draco shook his head in relief as he exited the classroom. Away from Granger, I can't believe I have to sit next to a mudblood for two hours.
Draco met up with a few Slytherin cronies after Potions and they made their way to the Great Hall. This is hardly an improvement,Draco realized as he sat between Goyle and Pansy. They chattered on about nonsense and complained about nearly everything.
"Did you hear that Caroline Brooke is dating Blaise?" Pansy looked at Draco expectantly.
I don't care. Shut up. Go away. Fucking chatty bitch.
Draco ignored her question, signaled he was leaving and heded to the dungeons.
Pansy's voice trailed as he was leaving "What the hell has gotten into him?"
I'm glad that is over. Hermione thought to herself as her Potions partner made a dash for the exit. Her plan was unfolding just as she'd hoped. She made her way to her room to drop her books off.
"Oy, watch it!" Exclaimed an angry George. Hermione looked around her, not aware she had wandered into a testing zone.
"What on earth are you two doing? Why are you here?" Questioned Hermione, concern and anger showing in her voice.
"Don't get your knickers in a twist, Hermione. We're only here for business purposes."
Hermione looked at them in disbelief, but couldn't gather enough will to press the issue.
She met up with Ron and Harry in the Common Room.
"Have you two gotten lunch yet?" She asked the boys.
"Yeah, we just made it back here." Harry replied regretfully.
Hermione sighed and sat down in an armchair.
I hate Wednesdays. Advanced Potions III lets out so late. I wish those gits would think of me for two seconds and wait before eating.
"How were your lessons?" Ron asked in an attempt to cheer up his friend.
"They were fine." Hermione paused, and changed tones "OH! Have either of you heard from Ginny?"
"She has lessons until 3, she is meeting back here after." Harry said, smiling at the thought of Ginny.
"Alright. I think I'll head to the library for a bit, then."
Fucking potions. Fucking Snape. Fucking idiots.
Draco was pissed. Everything was setting him off today. He decided to stay in his dorm for the rest of the evening, he had some classwork to do.
He didn't care what he did, he just needed to be alone.
Ginny had already returned when Hermione entered the Common Room.
"Get a room, you two." Hermione scoffed.
"Can we borrow yours?" Harry replied playfully and detatched himself from Ginny.
"Hey Mione." Ginny said cheerily. "We need to talk. About.." Hermione nodded, completely understanding Ginny's train of thought.
Ginny followed Hermione to her room, her private room. It was located past a door connected to the Gryffindor common room. Hermione loved being Head Girl and loved her room, but it did get lonely.
"How did Potions go? Tell me everything!" Ginny demanded.
"It went well. Malfoy was completely bothered by me. The plan is certainly setting up nicely." Hermione smiled.
"Now, about the potion. How are we going to make this work?"
"Well, I've done some extensive searching. I have found intructions and the ingrediant list. I'm only needing a few items. I'll have to sneak into Snape's supply closet and fetch them."
"How are you going to manage that?"
"You're Harry's girlfriend."
"Oh goodness, this is going to end bad."
"Oh, have you no faith, Ginny? Listen. You need to get Harry's cloak for me."
Ginny sighed, "I knew this would end badly."
"I know you can do it. I need you to do this for me. Please?"
"You phrase it like I have a choice." Ginny commented.
Hermione just smiled at her best friend, knowing she would deliver.
"When do you need it?" Ginny asked, afraid of the answer.
"Sooner would be better. How about tomorrow? I'd like to start brewing on Friday."
"I'll try."
A/N: Slow starting but I have big plans. Let me know what you think!