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Testosterone

The testosterone levels were high in the air. Harry and Ron were glaring at Malfoy who was glaring right back. Usually I would have grabbed both Harry and Ron and taken them away from the threat, Malfoy, to avoid a fight, but see I had a bit of a problem. Harry, Ron, Malfoy and I were stuck in a Merlin forsaken room with no wands. How did I, Hermione Granger, get into this situation? Well you see it all started with Potions….

I was sitting with Malfoy, an assigned seat which Snape found all too pleasurable in announcing to the shocked class, when I, the all perceptive Hermione Granger, noticed Blaise and Malfoy having some sort of weird hand motion, face making conversation. I already knew the potion Snape was droning on about, so I decided to pay just a little more attention to their "conversation". I know what you're thinking, but I am not nosey!...just a little curious and bored.

Blaise was giving Malfoy this all knowing look while smirking (Merlin, I wish I could smirk like that!). Malfoy looked kinda green and was adamantly shaking his head in denial of something. Then Blaise nodded his head in my direction, and both looked at me, smirked, and then turned toward Snape to pretend to pay attention.

Class flew by while I was thinking of possible scenarios that might have happened to Malfoy. After class was over I started walking to lunch.

"Hey, Granger!" I looked up to find Malfoy smirking at me. Does he smirk in his sleep?

"What", I snapped. I was in no mood to fight with Malfoy.

"I just didn't know that in addition to being a know-it-all bookworm you're also nosey."

I fumed. I'm not nosey! "I'm not nosey", I cried indignantly.

He just laughed. The bastard. "It's not if I could avoid the arrogant prince of Slytherin's face turning the same green as his house color. It was all too priceless", I retorted. I smirked on the inside.

He looked speechless for a second and then came his annoying, drawling voice: "Well, I still haven't learned to control the side effects of looking at your face." He snickered.

"Hey, Malfoy, that is no way to talk to a lady." Blaise swaggered up to me, raised my hand and kissed it. I turned pink, and Malfoy almost looked angry.

Blaise was head boy, and I was obviously head girl. He wasn't that bad, but I still wasn't used to his playful flirting.

Blaise looked smug and put on his famous Slytherin smirk. I said, "Blaise, you have got to give me smirking lessons."

"Interested in my mouth are we, Hermione?" I turned a darker shade of red and mumbled "you are so annoying."

Malfoy cut in, "As much as I enjoy watching Hermione's face turn red enough to resemble a tomato, I have a prior arrangement set up in an empty classroom with Pansy." He winked at me and stalked off.

I pretended to vomit. "I did not need to know those details."

Blaise laughed. "You got it easy. I have to see Pansy pug face Parkinson follow Malfoy around all day waiting for some ounce of attention. Exactly like a dog. Rather fitting isn't it?" I laughed, and Blaise gave a lopsided smile.

We were walking to lunch when Blaise said, "Oh crap, I left something in the common room. See ya later Hermione." I waved and continued walking to lunch.

When I got their Harry and Ron weren't there. They had gone up to Dumbledore's office for something this morning and apparently weren't back yet. I sighed and went to sit with Ginny and her sixth year friends. When I sat down, Ginny immediately turned around, smiled, and told me that Harry and Ron wanted to meet me in an empty class room. I was confused. Why didn't they just come here? As if Ginny knew what I was about to ask she said, "They said it was secret and they couldn't talk about it here." She described the location of the classroom and I set off.

My mind was racing on the way over. What could they possibly need to tell me that was secret? All the secret things Harry would tell me had to do with Voldemort. Voldemort was dead. Oh Merlin, what if he had some how risen from the dead. That's ridiculous Hermione! I was still having an internal war with myself when I reached the classroom door. I opened the door and the lights were off.

That's weird. I turned the light switch on and saw a hand lying on the ground extending from behind the desk. "Harry! Ron!" I ran over to the other side of the desk hoping they were just sleeping or something.

Instead of one of my best friends lying there, it was Draco Malfoy apparently knocked out.

Four emotions ran through me almost simultaneously. First, relief that Harry or Ron wasn't hurt, second humor at Malfoy's unconscious state, third confusion about Ron's and Harry's whereabouts, and lastly fear as the lights went out and the door slammed shut, locking with a tone of finality.

My heart was beating on overdrive as I reached in my robes for my wand. A hand covered by a white cloth covered my mouth and my scream before I could get to it. I was smart and knew it was chloroform, but I fought any way as my world started to fade.

Somehow, I could still hear my frantic heartbeat pounding in my ears.

I woke up on something soft with my neck at a funny angle. I groaned. I felt like crap. My eyes fluttered open scanning this unfamiliar room. Where was I? I rubbed my neck still looking around. I turned my gaze and came face to face with none other than Draco Malfoy."What the hell!"

Draco held an amused expression and I just wanted to hit him. So I did. I guess it was a mix of confusion, frustration, and anger, but whatever it was I hit him hard.

"What the hell was that for", he growled clutching his cheek.

I heard snickering from behind me. I turned around to see Harry and Ron turning red from lack of oxygen. I ran to them to give them hugs. "How did you get here?" I asked. "How did I get here"? Harry told me that he had looked for me everywhere and gotten out the marauders map. I was in the same room with Malfoy, so he and Ron ran to see what was going on. Harry said he saw me passed out on the floor, ran into the room, and tried to wake me up.

Ron interrupted," Hermione it was so weird, the room turned so white it was blinding and then transfigured into this room. Harry looked at the marauder's map, and we weren't at Hogwarts anymore. Somehow our wands were gone also."

I scanned the room again. It was comfortable and didn't look anything like a prison except for the lack of door. Why would someone do this? She glanced at Malfoy who looked lost in thought.

Suddenly his head shot up and he asked, "Hermione, did Zabini go to lunch with you?"

"No."

"Damn it! Zabini get your arse down here right now!"

A taunting laughter filled the room coming from all directions. Blaise was holding us hostage for some unknown reason, and didn't seem too eager to let us go.

"Malfoy, what's going on?"

Malfoy cursed under his breath but didn't answer.

I was confused, but very sure about one thing: We we're in a sticky situation.

AN: Why does Zabini have them held hostage? Find out next time on Testosterone. Haha….please review. It'll be my Christmas present.