This is a Draco/Hermione, but it starts off Hermione/Harry. I hope you like it. It is my first Harry Potter fic. Can you please reveiw it? (And my other stories.) Thanks, Kat.
As Harry, Hermione and Ron walked down the hall, Harry and Hermione holding hands, they passed Malfoy and his two body guards, Crabbe and Goyle.
"Potter, I knew you were a low Mudblood lover, I didn't think even you would allow such filth to be on your hands," Malfoy drawled nastily. At this, Harry and Hermione had to let go to hold Ron back.
"You.... evil…. git…pureblood…" were the only words that managed to get out of his mouth because Hermione had clamped a hand over it.
"Calm down!" she hissed in his reddening ear. With that, she flipped her long frizzy hair over her shoulder and began to stalk off.
"I wouldn't go by the Quidditch Pitch, Granger," Malfoy sniggered after her.
"And why is that?" she snarled back, turning around to face him.
"You might have to duck for low-flying brooms, or they might get tangled in your hair," he said. He and his two henchmen swaggered away snickering. Hermione growled and, holding her chin high, stalked off, with Harry running after her.
"Come on, ignore them, Herm," Harry pleaded. She turned to face him, and he backed off.
"What do you think I am doing?" she snarled angrily. Then she realized how she said it and pulled her boyfriend in for a quick kiss on the lips. "I am sorry, Harry."
"That is ok," he replied, pulling her in for a longer kiss.
"Aughh, get a room!" Ron yelled, rolling his eyes in mock frustration. They broke away from each other and began to walk to class, the couple still holding hands and whispering to each other. They walked in to the Transfiguration classroom and sat down just as Professor McGonagall swept in and changed a quill on her desk in to a parrot. The class clapped and the elderly lady bowed.
"Today, class, we shall be working on turning quills into lovebirds. Then, whoever your lovebird flies to will be your partner for a long term assignment due two months from now. Your project will vary depending on the couple," she said.
"Then we will be together, because they are lovebirds, and so are we!" Harry whispered kissing her. Hermione giggled and kissed him back. They were each given a cheap quill from the dollar store. Hermione helped Harry first and then did it for herself. They held them and let them go at the same time. To their dismay, Harry's settled itself on Ron's desk and began to preen itself. But they both watched in horror as Hermione's flew to the Slytherin side of the room and landed on – MALFOY'S desk! Malfoy's bird landed on top of Hermione's frizzy head. Draco looked over to see where his bird had flown. His mouth dropped open when he saw it on Hermione's head. Then he quickly regained his composure.
"Hermione, may I ask why you have my bird on your head?" he asked, too surprised to insult her.
"Same reason you have my bird, Drakkie," she said with a snarl. "We are partners!"
They walked up to McGonagall's desk.
"There has to have been a mistake! I can't be with that Mud-Granger!" Malfoy yelled.
"You can, and you will," she replied sternly. "Your project will be to take care of a creature of one of these species: Niffler, Crups, Kneazles, or Puffskeins. You must hatch it, and raise it. You must keep tabs on how the creature is behaving. I picked animals that you may want to keep as a pet afterwards. Please have an animal by later today. Here is a pass to Diagon Ally. Show your animal to Hagrid so he can make sure it is in a healthy condition. Any questions?" she asked. "I am guessing money will not be a problem," she added stiffly. Malfoy smirked. "Now, shoo! I have other people to attend to."
Hermione scuttled back to a desk set with Malfoy swaggering behind her. She sat down and pulled out a chair for him.
"Oh, no, Mudblood. You touched that. I am not going to now!" he said, sitting down across from her.
"Okay, the choices are Nifflers, Crups, Kneazles, and Puffskeins. We learned about Nifflers last year. I don't think they would be a good choice. I don't know about the others. Let me look them up," she said, grabbing her copy of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. Malfoy caught her hand as it was about to lift the cover. He looked into her chocolate brown eyes.
"Crups are little dog like creatures with forked tails. They look like Jack Russell terriers. Kneazles are small catlike creatures with spots and a lion tail. They have big ears and, if they take a liking to you, they make excellent pets. Puffskeins are small furry balls that like to eat your boogies. Are we through on that?" he said, speaking slowly and deliberately. His face was inches from Hermione's. She squirmed and pushed him away.
"So what do you want to get?" she said, still uncomfortable from their close encounter. "I like either Crups of Kneazles. What about you?" she said.
"I like…
I am sorry. I can't decide. Can you help me? It is between Crups and Kneazles. Can you tell me in your review? Thanks, Kat.