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To anyone who is new to this story, it had ten chapters and over 610 reviews and then it got mysteriously deleted. I hope you guys enjoy the story!
Summary: Hermione Granger is the smartest witch in her year. She pretty much knows everything. There is just one thing that she doesn't seem to understand…Boys! But after a humiliating experience in potions class leaves Hermione invisible and magnetically attached to an unaware Draco Malfoy, she learns a lot more about boys then she wanted.
Chapter 1
A Lesson On How To Raise Our Hand
Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked grudgingly down to the dungeons that lead to their least favorite class, in which their least favorite teacher taught.
"Now, remember Ron," Harry said. "No matter what kind of foul comment Snape makes to us, or no matter what kind of horrible thing he does to us, we have to just take it, because we cannot afford to get a detention…"
Before he could finish, Hermione turned and beamed at him. "Oh Harry, I am so proud of you. Haven't I always said that it is just better to ignore Snape and just focus more on your actual work because your grades are what's important?"
"Just for today though, will have to suck it up and take whatever he throws at us." Ron said who was clearly not listening to a word Hermione had said.
"Just for today?" Hermione frowned.
"Well," Harry said looking at Hermione a little apprehensively. "You see, tomorrow we have a quidditch game, Gryffindor versus Slytherin and everyone, including Snape knows that we have a pretty good chance at winning that game, so you see, Snape would love to give us a detention and cause us to miss the game."
Hermione just rolled her eyes and muttered something about boys and quidditch.
As they entered the potions classroom Harry, Ron, and Hermione took their usual seats at the table in the very back of the room, to make sure they were as far away from Snape as possible.
As Hermione sat down and began to get her books out for today's lesson she couldn't help but feel annoyed with Ron and Harry. It seemed to her that all her friends thought about was quidditch, which even though Hermione didn't know very much about quidditch, she still enjoyed watching the games, however, she deeply wished that Harry and Ron would focus more on their school work, like her. She glanced once more at her friends before she saw their potions master entering the room, and she quickly turned away from them and brought her attention to Snape, ready to learn.
Really, she would never understand boys.
"Today," Snape said in his usual silky voice, that, although quiet, was still able to have the classes full attention "I am going to be showing you two potions, none of which I expect that anyone of you will able to make, however, you will be expected to by the time you have finished with your Newt Level." Snape said before he pointed his wand at a cauldron on his right that seemed to hold bubbling, thick, orange, goo.
"So, can anyone tell me what this potion is?" Snape asked, however, before he had even finished his sentence, Hermione's hand shot up. "Anyone?" He asked again, clearly ignoring Hermione's hand.
Snape's eyes searched the room and rested hopeful on Draco Malfoy for a moment, but Draco just raised his eye brow at him, and Snape turned away glaring slightly.
As soon as Snape's back was turned, Draco caught sight of Hermione, who seemed determined to keep her eyes on Snape, so that he would see her and allow her to answer the question.
Draco smirked, as he watched her wave her hand up in the air desperately.
Draco raised his hand up in the air as well as well imitating her and jumped up and down behind Snape as though he had to go to the bathroom. His pretty accurate impression of Hermione caused all the Slytherins to laugh and a few Gryffindors as well.
Hermione glared at Draco, as her cheeks flushed but still continued to raise her hand.
The laughter caused Snape to turn around and face Draco, who stopped mocking Hermione at once and the laughter subsided.
"What may I ask is so funny?" Snape said dangerously, looking around the classroom.
"I think you had better let Granger use the bathroom soon sir, she looks like she's about to bust." Draco said loudly, as almost the entire class burst out into laughter.
Hermione's cheeks burned, she was almost as humiliated as the time she had been hit with a jinx that made her teeth grow too big for her face.
Snape smirked slightly. "Miss Granger, I was sure that a know it all like yourself would know that you should take care of your, business before class." The class roared with laughter as Snape continued. "Clearly, all the booksmarts that you have, have left no room in your brain for common sense."
Hermione, who was now dangerously close to tears, felt anger coarse through her so strong that she blurted out. "Sir, I do not need to use the use the restroom, I was simply trying to answer your question." She said a little more harshly then she intended too. "Sir." she added hastily under his cold glare.
"Please Miss Granger, you do not need to make excuses, if you need to use the bathroom please do so now, so that you will not disturb my classroom any longer." At this the class broke into laughter again.
Anger boiled inside her as she blurted out. "Please sir, the potion is called magnetismimpera. It is a potion that is not commonly used today, however, back in the old days when it was popular, parents would give their children a t spoon of magnetismimpera, and whoever the child was closest too when consuming the potion, which was his parents, would cause the child to be, if you will, sort of magnetically attached to their parents. The child would only be able to step about two feet from their parents under this potion. Parents liked the idea of this potion so that when they took their child out to a crowded place, the child could not get lost. However, with time many found this potion a bit barbaric and it begin to become less and less popular."
"I told you Miss Granger, that you may go to the bathroom, I however, do not remember asking you to answer the question." Snape said loudly.
"But you did sir." Hermione said bluntly. "You asked if any of us knew what was inside that cauldron…" her voice trailed off.
"Twenty points from Gryffindor, and if you speak out of turn again, it will be detention." Snape said, "This potion is called Magnetismimpera…" Snape began and more or less repeated what Hermione had just said, and acted as if she had never said anything at all. When he finally finished, he pointed his wand at the cauldron to his left, which contained a gray substance that looked neither liquid nor gas.
"Does anyone know what this potion is?" Snape asked.
Once again, Hermione's hand shot up in the air, as though she was determined to show Snape that she knew the answer.
"Miss Granger, I thought I asked you to take care of your business." Snape said, looking annoyed.
"Please sir, I would like to answer the question. That potion is called invisabella. It causes the person that takes the potion to become invisible." Hermione started.
"Miss Granger, are you aware that we have ways of letting our Professor know that we would like to answer a question," Snape said ignoring Hermione's correct answer "You see with just a simple raise of your hand." Snape raised his hand in the air demonstrating.
"But sir, I did raise my hand." Hermione stared, but Snape cut her off.
"Miss Parkensin," Snape called to a pug faced Slytherin by the name of Pansy. "Would you please demonstrate to Miss Granger how to raise your hand?"
Pansy giggled and raised her hand.
"Now please keep it held up for Miss Granger to see, and Mr. Malfoy, will you please demonstrate to Miss Granger what she was doing."
A wide smirk spread across Draco's face as he raised his hand furiously in the air and jumped up and down excitedly, completely over doing what Hermione had done, but received a lot of laughter, including a smirk form Snape.
"See the difference Miss Granger?" Snape said nastily.
On either side of Hermione, Ron and Harry were having a lot harder time containing themselves than they thought.
Harry was glaring at Snape with a look of pure hatred, and Ron was squeezing his quill so tight, at any moment it looked as though ink was about to burst from it.
They had been prepared for Snape to make rude comments to them, they could take whatever he had said to them, but watching him doing it to Hermione was a different story.
After a few moments Hermione realized what Snape was trying to do. It wasn't her he was after. It was Harry and Ron. He knew, being the Gryffindors that they were, that it wouldn't take long for them to stand up for their friend, and as soon as they did he would be ready with a hello detention and a bye bye quidditch game.
Hermione could see that her friends were dangerously close to shouting at Snape now. She glanced over at Draco who was laughing loudest. He smirked as he caught her eye.
God how she loathed Malfoy!
She turned back to Snape and said as matter of fact like "The only difference I see is that I raise my hand with enthusiasm, but I don't really see how you would know what peoples hands are suppose to look like raised other than mine since I am the only one who ever raises their hand in your class."
Hemione heard people around her gasp in shock.
"Twenty more points Miss Granger, for being a conceited little brat. Now, just to make sure that I don't get your hand raising confused with whether or not you want to answer a question or whether or not you have to go to the bathroom I will ask the class to help me give you a another demonstration, and hopefully you will not have this problem in my class or other professors classes." Snape said evilly.
"Now, I would like all the Gryffindors to raise their hands please." Most of the Gryffindors raised their hands except for Harry and Ron who simply glared at Snape. "That goes for you two as well." Snape said nodding at Harry and Ron, unless you would like to join me in detention tomorrow during the quidditch game, Gryffindor versus Slytherin."
Oh that evil git, Hermione thought. She was right, Snape was using her to get to Harry and Ron, and he was going to make them help him humiliate her or miss their game.
They each gave her Hermione a pitiful look, which she returned a look that meant she understood as their hand shot up in the air.
"Now," Smiled nastily. "I would like all the Slytherins to do an impression of how Miss Granger raises her hand, and maybe she will be able to see the difference."
The Slytherins seemed to have a field day with this. Each of them over dramatizing Hermione's hand raising even worse than Draco did.
Hermione's eyes filled with tears of embarrassment. She couldn't take it anymore; she jumped out of her seat and began to run out of the classroom.
However, when she ran passed Malfoy, he stuck his foot out from under his table and tripped her causing her not only to fall, but also to fall into the table with the cauldrons full of magnetismempera and invisabella, to splash out onto her.
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