Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns Harry Potter. And some other people probably own it too. Like Scholastic and Warner Bros. I don't know. But I give credit to them anyways.
A/N: Well, this is going to be a shorter story. Maybe like 7 chapters at most. And the title DOES have a meaning in the story, you won't find that out till the last chapter though. I thought it was a catchy title. You'll understand later, if you keep reading! Well, I hope you enjoy, and review!
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Chapter One - Punished
Hermione looked over to her left and saw Ron and Harry trying to tickle each other with their quills.
"Hey...if you two don't stop flirting anytime soon McGonagall's going to notice what you're doing." Hermione leaned down and whispered warningly.
"We are NOT flirting, Hermione!" Ron fumed and immediately stopped tickling Harry.
"Sure did look like it." Hermione giggled.
"You just wanted to join us, and you're just jealous that you had to take notes instead." Harry retorted.
"Well, it would do you some good to take some notes too, you know." Hermione reprimanded.
"Spare us the lecture." Ron rolled his eyes and started tickling Harry again.
"Seriously guys, stop. You're making me look bad. You could ruin my chances for getting Head Girl next year." Hermione whispered. It was their sixth year, and Hermione was trying to be perfect this year to secure her chances of getting Head Girl.
"Oh shut up, Hermione." Harry said a bit too loudly.
They had been in the Transfiguration classroom, and McGonagall heard Harry whispering.
"Excuse me, Mr. Potter? But I specifically said you should take notes on Chapter Fourteen. If you speak out again, I'll have to assign you extra homework."
Hermione looked over at Harry with her I-told-you-so look.
"Oh shut up." Harry said and flipped his textbook to Chapter Fourteen.
Draco Malfoy, who had been sitting in the row in front of them, turned around when McGonagall busied herself with grading papers.
"So, I heard that you and that Weasley girl broke up, Potter." He said softly.
"I was never dating her." Harry replied without thinking.
"Oh right, that's why I caught you kissing your hand in the library once. You were practicing for kissing her weren't you?" Malfoy's eyes narrowed. "Or were you practicing for Granger, here?"
"Shut up, Malfoy!" Hermione hissed.
"Oooh, sorry, didn't mean to upset you, Mudblood."
Ron cracked his knuckles. "One more word..." He threatened.
"Or you'll do what, Weasley? Aren't you mad at Potter for dumping your little sister?"
"I was never dating her!" Harry said through gritted teeth.
"Sure, sure. I must have been mistaken. You must have been dating that other ugly red head. I knew you were like that Potter, but I didn't know Weasel King's door swung that way," he said indicating Ron.
"If I were you, I'd shut up." Harry growled, gripping his wand in his robe's pocket.
"You've never really had the best taste in girls, anyways, Potter. I should have known you were gay. I mean that Ravenclaw girl? Tsk, tsk."
"You have no room to talk, Malfoy." Hermione interrupted, "Does the name Pansy Parkinson ring a bell?"
Malfoy looked over at Pansy sitting in the front row of the classroom. She had been drawing hearts all over her parchment with Malfoy's name in the middle of every single one of them. She was still obsessed with him even though they dated two years ago, in their fourth year. Pansy then leaned down and pulled out a picture she had taken of Malfoy a while back and kissed him right on the lips. When she pulled back, the Malfoy in the picture ran out of the frame.
"Everyone has done some stupid things." Malfoy shrugged.
"You got that right." Ron mumbled.
"What was that?" Malfoy snapped.
"You heard me." Ron replied.
"Hey, like you've got wonderful taste in girls? You like Granger, for Merlin's sake!" Malfoy said.
"Malfoy...turn around and shut up." Hermione said threateningly.
"Or what? You'll hex me?"
"I just might."
"I'd like to see you try."
Hermione was so angry she whipped out her wand and pointed it at Malfoy without thinking. Just as she was racking her brains for what spell to hit him with, Malfoy started screaming.
"PROFESSOR! GRANGER IS GOING TO HEX ME!" Malfoy yelled. Hermione froze.
McGonagall looked up immediately. Hermione had her wand pointed directly at Malfoy, her mouth wide open. It was a very incriminating sight.
"Miss Granger?! What, may I ask, are you doing?" McGonagall asked tetchily.
"I---I---I'm just...just...uh...uh...just...cleaning...my wand...ma'am." Hermione stumbled over her words.
"Well, Miss Granger, it most certainly doesn't look that way!"
"Um...I'm sorry, ma'am."
"And you should be!" McGonagall said fretfully. "I expected better of you! I am going to have to assign you extra homework tonight."
"Yes, professor." Hermione responded and put her wand back on her robe's pocket. When McGonagall started grading her papers again, Hermione leaned across her desk closer to Malfoy and muttered, "Are you happy?"
Malfoy turned around and smiled. "I am positively giddy."
"Oh you'll pay!" Hermione hissed.
"I'd like to see what a Mudblood could possibly do to me." Malfoy was trying to provoke her again.
McGonagall heard more whispering and looked up again.
"Honestly! What is with you today, Miss Granger?" Hermione had been leaning over her desk towards Malfoy. Yet another incriminating sight.
"Sorry, Professor."
"Apologies won't make anything better." McGonagall sighed and looked at Hermione and Malfoy reproachfully. "I am tired of you and Mr. Malfoy bickering. If you two fight again, I'll have to punish both of you very severely."
"Yes, Professor." Hermione and Malfoy said in unison.
Hermione glared at Malfoy as he finally turned back around at his own desk. Harry and Ron both gave Hermione sympathetic looks.
The bell finally rang signaling the end of classes and Hermione, Ron, and Harry all got up to leave the Transfiguration classroom, and head towards the library to finish their History of Magic Essay they had due that afternoon.
"I can't believe that McGonagall threatened you like that!" Ron said as they entered the library.
"Well, she wouldn't have if Malfoy hadn't of aggravated her." Harry pointed out.
"Malfoy would have never turned around to talk to us if you guys hadn't of been flirting." Hermione chimed in.
"We were NOT flirting!" Ron fumed.
"Oh ok, sure." Hermione giggled.
"Whatever, here, just help us with our History of Magic essay, will you?" Harry begged, sitting down at a table.
"Ok, ok. But I'm not doing all the work for you. You have to do some too." Hermione said.
So Hermione, Ron, and Harry worked peacefully for twenty minutes, until Malfoy and his Slytherin cronies walked into the library.
"Hey look who it is!" Malfoy announced to Crabbe and Goyle when he saw them working at the table.
"Oh no." Hermione mumbled.
Malfoy strutted over to their table. "So, like, how are you guys?" Malfoy asked in his most preppy feminine voice and batted his eyelashes annoyingly.
"Wow, you're an amazing actor, Malfoy!" Hermione replied. "You're imitation of Pansy Parkinson is perfect!"
"Shut your mouth you filthy Mudblood." Malfoy snapped menacingly.
"You really need to get some new insults." Hermione informed him. The 'Mudblood' insult was REALLY getting old, and it didn't even hurt her feelings anymore.
"Anyways..." Malfoy looked over at Harry and Ron who were sitting a bit too close to each other. "Aww, snuggling, are you?"
Ron scooted his chair all the way to the other side of the table. Malfoy chuckled.
"You are one weird person, Weasley."
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Harry asked.
"I'm just having a bit of fun." Malfoy smirked.
"Malfoy, just get away from us!" Hermione exclaimed.
Madam Pince, the librarian, heard Hermione yell and came over to investigate.
"Why don't you go back to dusting off books?" Malfoy suggested to Madam Pince rudely.
"I am very insulted by you, Mr. Malfoy! I shall have to fetch your Head of House for making such a comment!"
"Oh whatever, like Snape will care. And why don't you get her Head of House too?" Malfoy jabbed his thumb at Hermione. "I mean, she was yelling quite hysterically. For all we know she may have something wrong with her. That's something that should be reported to her Head of House immediately...don't you agree?"
Madam Pince nodded. "Too right you are. I shall go fetch Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall." She looked at Malfoy and Hermione over her glasses. "If either of you leave this library, there will be severe consequences." And with that, she left.
Harry and Ron said goodbye to Hermione and left quickly, so as not to get Hermione in any more trouble.
Hermione turned to Malfoy and snapped at him. "What is your problem?! Do you actually WANT to get into trouble? You heard what McGonagall said this morning!"
"Yeah, I heard that old bitch this morning." Hermione winced at Malfoy calling McGonagall a name. She hated it when people cursed, and she also hated people to insult her mentor.
Malfoy put on his best imitation of McGonagall. "If you two fight again, I'll have to punish both of you very severely." He rolled his eyes. "Whatever."
"Fine! If you make me get into trouble it's YOUR fault!"
"Do me a favor Granger, and stop moving that hole in the middle of your face because all that's coming out is 'Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.'"
"Oooh, I could hex you right now." Hermione said with rage.
Madam Pince came walking back in with Snape and McGonagall right behind her.
"Here they are, the students who have been fighting." She said, pointing at Hermione and Malfoy.
McGonagall took one look at them and clicked her tongue.
"Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger. I am very disappointed in you."
Hermione hung her head while Malfoy looked up at Snape hopefully.
"Well, I don't see that Malfoy has done anything wrong. But Granger probably deserves an essay or two." Snape said indifferently.
"Well, Severus," McGonagall began, "These two were fighting in my class this morning, and I specifically told them that if they fought again, I'd have to punish them." She paused to look down at them. "I think a week of detentions will be good enough to set them straight."
Snape just shrugged his shoulders. "Whatever you think is necessary, Minerva." And he left the library.
"Both of you shall report to my office after dinner at seven o'clock every night, starting tonight. You shall serve out your detentions together for seven nights for two hours each night. Hopefully that will be enough to stop your squabbling." McGonagall said disapprovingly and left them.
Hermione was furious. "Oh, NOW are you happy?!"
"Ecstatic." Malfoy answered but he looked as if he were dreading it. "This is going to be hell."
"You can say that again." Hermione replied.
"This is going to be hell." Malfoy repeated with a smirk.
"Oh shut up." Hermione said and left the library.
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A/N: I hope you liked it. Please review and tell me what you think!!!