Draco has all he needs to expose the DA to Umbridge. A deal is made: Draco would keep his findings to himself if a DA member can beat him in a Wizard's Duel. Hermione steps up. Its Pureblood vs Muggleborn, a battle of pride, purity and power. What will they learn about each other? What secrets will be revealed? ~ Dramoine ~ 5th year~
This is my first HP fanfic, so please be nice! Don't forget to read and review :) Tell me whether I should continue on or just abandon the idea. This is going to be a Dramoine, but it starts out very canon.
Please note: This takes place during fifth year, when Harry, Ron and Hermione created Dumbledore's Army and Umbridge took over the school.
"Don't go easy on him Hermione, hit him with all you've got," Ron whispered conspiratorially, patting Hermione lightly on her back. "Oh, and be careful, don't let him get you with any dark stuff, that guy's dangerous," he added on a smaller note, concern momentarily flashing in his eyes, but quickly replaced by excitement.
"Honestly Ron, sometimes you really do sound like you mother," Hermione snapped. She was fully capable of taking care of herself when facing a git like Draco Malfoy, after this, he would not dare to call her a mudbl-, someone of lower status again.
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2 weeks before….
Malfoy had stolen Longbottom's coin pouch in one of his silly pranks and spotted a small piece of parchment wrapped around one particular galleon. The galleon didn't look like anything special but the parchment wrote otherwise.
DATE + TIME + ROOM OF REQUIREMENT
What did that mean? The Room of Requirement? Sometime about its name clicked in his head. He vaguely remembered Crabbe boasting about how his dad had found a room in Hogwarts where the Slytherins hosted legendary parties. The Room of Requirement! Apparently Longbottom was not the goody Gryffindor he was supposed to be. Were there Slytherin parties in this room? Why wasn't he invited? Outraged, he pictured a bunch of Slytherin seven years having their time of their lives partying with… with Longbottom. Then again, that didn't make any sense, he was after all the most popular fifth year Slytherin, why would Longbottom be invited when he wasn't? Something was definitely not right. The only way to understand what exactly was conspiring was… The Room of Requirement.
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Hermione was on her way to the library to do some reading before the next DA session started. She was extremely unhappy as Neville had just informed her that he had lost his DA galleon and was going to need a new one. Didn't he know how hard it took to cast protean charms? Not to mention transfiguring an authentic-looking galleon…
The first thing she noticed when she stepped into the library was a certain silver-haired Slytherin, slumped at a desk, deeply engrossed in whatever he was reading. That was strange, what was Malfoy doing in the library?
Setting her books down at a nearby table, she told herself to ignore Malfoy's uncharacteristic new hobby, but soon found herself more and more curious, occasionally glancing at Malfoy discreetly. Decidedly, she walked to the bookshelf behind him and pretended to browse through the books. From the corner of her eye, she observed the strange proceedings.
Malfoy was fingering a shiny gold galleon in his right hand, occasionally glancing down to scrutinize it. Figures, Hermione thought, Malfoy was probably just reading A Pureblood's Guide to Squandering the Family fortune or something along those lines. Satisfied with her findings, she made her way back to her table. However, taking a last glance at Malfoy, she suddenly realized something, Draco Malfoy was reading Hogwarts: A history! She could recognize that elegant leather binding and those crisp yellow pages anywhere. Suddenly, her curiosity was sparked again. She was almost completely sure that she was the only person in school who actually cared to read that book, and here was Draco Malfoy, git extraordinaire, actually burying his nose in it! She was intrigued, to say the least.
Determined to satisfy her curiosity, she did a double-take and walked back to the same bookshelf. She looked at the name of the chapter, THE ROOM OF REQUIREMENT, she mentally read. The Room of Requirement? Now she was sure something was going on, what would Malfoy, Umbridge's lap dog, want to know about the Room of Requirement, headquarters to the DA?
Then something clicked. The galleon! It seemed that Draco Malfoy was hot on the trails of the DA and he was already deadly close. She felt like fainting. How much did he know? If he had already figured out that the galleon was something special and the Room of Requirement was involved, then it wouldn't be long before he came knocking on a DA session. She pictured Umbridge storming in, taking one glance at the incriminating evidence, and at once expelling every single DA student.
She bolted out of the library, dashed up the stairs, and would not stop running until she reached the Room of Requirement, where the soldiers of Dumbledore's Army were having the time of their lives in their supposed safe haven, unaware that they were laughing and cheering right under the Umbridge's nose.
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