Hello once again readers! Haha sounded like Tobuscus for a minute. Yes, another story. I'm bored schools ending so what the hell? This little bugger has been poking around in my brain for quite a while, so I hope you enjoy! Those that read Ghostly Encounters you will get your update soon! I promise~ As for the others…I need to rewrite them all together. Sort of got to a full on stop with the other two. Ugh, enough chit-chat! On with the story~
It was the middle of the night; the forbidden forest was dark and eerie with hazy fog just drifting above the ground. Dark twisted roots rose up from the ground defying gravity. Shadows were emitted on every inch of the forest; it was the embodiment of a child's nightmare. In the middle of the forest there was a soft light traveling through the opening of the trees. It was a blonde haired student gripping on the lantern as he came out of the fog. His pointed face was stoic like he had a stone mask placed firmly on his face. Scowling he scrapped the bottom of his heel on a root. The male looked up glancing around with his narrowed eyes he waited for another figure that was prattling on and on.
Out of the fog a smaller brown haired girl came into view, she was clutching on her robe with an angered look. "Malfoy this is entirely your fault!" She spat nearly tripping on a dark root. Draco chuckled shaking his head, his eyes darkening.
"Oh shut it Granger, if you keep talking I am leaving you here." Draco sneered in response turning his heel and heading deeper into the forest.
Hermione Granger huffed shaking her head, but reluctantly had to follow. He did have the only light source. They were in detention because the prat couldn't shut his mouth ever. He had to go and aggravate Ron into punching him the nose. Of course that's what made this is into a big fight getting her and Harry involved. Three to one seemed like an easy win, but Draco was strong no doubt about it. But she would never admit it, not to his face at least, his ego was way too big for the good of him. Once the fight was over Professor Binns had assigned detention to her and Draco for Snape while Harry and Ron got Professor Spout. Snape, being the greasy git he was, made them go into the forest looking for some unknown flower that only lived in certain spots of the forest as well as only blooming once every few months under the full moon.
"If your Ginger friend hadn't of punched me in the face Granger, we wouldn't be here in the first place." Draco Malfoy growled looking behind his shoulder. His grey eyes were glaring holes into her.
Hermione rolled her eyes crossing her arms, "That's rich! If you hadn't of made that comment about Mrs. Weasley he wouldn't have hit you!"
"It was the truth." He countered making his pace a bit quicker. Hermione sighed quickening her pace. It was bad enough that Draco was in this school with them, but now having to look for mystical flowers with him as well. He might be dead by morning if this was to keep going like this.
Getting deeper into the forest the two students kept quiet, only the crunching of leaves to be heard.
"Malfoy do you even know where you're going?" Hermione finally piped up only getting a glare from the silver haired boy.
"Of course Granger, it's just around the-"Draco didn't get to finish his sentence as he tumbled down the hill in front of him. Hermione watched in wide eyes when she heard a thud and groan. Carefully sliding down the slippery hill, she made her way to the fallen Slytherin. His chest was rising up and down so that was a plus. Hearing him groan Hermione let out a relieved sigh, she did not want to drag his skinny little body all the way back to the castle.
"You okay Malfoy?" She asked with a hint of worry in her voice.
Draco groaned shifting so his back was on the dirt; his hair was no longer gelled and was a mess ruffled and everything. It was comical. Hermione stifled a laugh as he looked up with a bit of a dazed look in his eyes. "Bloody hell. I 'm seeing two of you when I don't want to see one." He moaned clutching his head.
Hermione couldn't help it, she let out a chuckle and it soon morphed into giggles. "Nice fall Malfoy, you did like 10 somersaults!" Hermione told him between giggles.
Draco got up slowly checking for any major injuries. He only had a few bruises forming and his head was throbbing but other than that he was fine. "Oh shove off Granger." He muttered dusting himself off. Looking up he realized that he landed oh so nicely in the field Snape had described to them. The field looked as if to have a barrier from the dark atmosphere that surrounded it. Green grass swayed in the wind, the moonlight shinning softly on the many flowers that were everywhere.
"I think we are here." Draco heard Hermione say and he rolled his eyes almost wanting to retort back with a sarcastic remark.
Hermione was a bit nervous on the flowers that were bunched all over the beautiful field. They gave off a weird feeling to Hermione and it irked her. It seemed that Draco was unaffected like the stubborn idiot he was.
"Alright, Snape wants all of these. The sooner the better I get back into my bed." Draco muttered taking out the small knife that Snape allowed both of them to have. Hermione nodded crouching down beside one scanning it. She had never heard of the flower, or maybe Snape had mentioned it and it was just one of those days were she ignored the potions master completely. The flowers had bright silver petals that gleamed in the moonlight. The leaves were an odd golden color and it was swaying softly in the wind.
"Malfoy, you know about this flower right?" She asked bending down and poking the soft silver petals.
The Slytherin grunted in response bending down. "Of course I do. They are called Cavillorferum. Or the Jokester plant. They have this tricky venom that if is in contact with human skin it gives out a rather nasty effect, to humiliate the victim. There is a cure, but it is escaping my mind at the moment." He told her. Hermione looked at him surprised that he knew a lot of this plant.
He looked up with a scowl, "What Granger, not everyone is a bumbling idiot like Weaselbee and Potty."
Hermione shook her head at his attitude, just when he was going to get a bit of her respect he went and dashed it down. Draco Malfoy was a mystery to her.
"Whatever Malfoy, just get the flowers. I don't think I can handle being with you any longer." She said getting to work, gently slicing the stems. Picking up the now cut flowers she placed it in a basket that Snape had gave them.
Draco rolled his eyes and set to work on his own flower patch. Reaching down with knife in hand he went to cut the small flower's stem. Before the blade even hit the stem the flower reared up giving a screech forming fangs and biting him on the hand. He gasped whipping his hand away from the flower. It was turning red and swollen fast. "Merlin! The little bugger bite me!" He shouted in outrage cradling his injured hand.
Hermione looked up hearing Draco yell out. The flower /bit/ him? She thought to herself, brows furrowed in concern. She rushed to his side. "Where? Let me see?" Hermione said in a demanding tone grabbing his infected hand.
Draco hissed as she grabbed his hand roughly biting his lip to keep him from whimpering. It was swollen; black spider web-like veins were spreading out from the bite. It was burning and throbbing. The flowers all around were hissing and growling, but didn't bite Hermione as she sat next to him her eyes scanning the bite.
The hissing and growling unnerved Hermione, but she paid no attention to them her eyes were worriedly transfixed on his hand. She had no idea what to do, they were never taught about the Cavillorferum, Snape ad only mentioned it to her just today. Wait, no. There was something. What was it? Blood? What sort of blood? Hermione racked her brain trying to remember what she had read about the healing of the plants bite. Drops of blood of one unpure… Of one unpure? She grimaced as she put two and two together. The flowers weren't biting her. They barely paid attention to her.
"Don't worry." Hermione muttered as she let go of his hand and with determination placed the tip of the blade along her finger, cutting herself enough to allow the drops of blood to fall onto his hand.
Letting out a hiss he watched her cut her hand. "What are you doing?" He asked with wide eyes. The two crimson drops hitting the bite giving a faint hiss. Glancing at the bite he looked up and grabbed her cut hand. Instead of the gunk brown blood he expected it to be, it was crimson like his, not even a bit of mud. "What...what...How?" He sputtered looking up at her.
"Shh." She said harshly as she bit her lower lip. "Just a few more drops. Stay still." She demanded. Two more drops fell onto the wound praying and hoping it would work. It had tp. She didn't know what else to do.
Draco watched as the two more drops of Hermione's blood hit the bite. The bite itself seemed to absorb the blood on its own getting smaller and smaller. Though the bite was gone Draco knew that the venom would still be in effect.
Hermione let out a sigh of relief as she saw the darkness retreat and his hand was turning to its normal pallid colour. The heat from the prior burning seemed to have reduced as well. Due to her scare her memory did not retrieve the fact that though the blackness and pain were now gone, there was some other…unexpected effects that were to play up quite soon. "How's your hand?" She asked as she watched him carefully before stripping off piece of her skirt to wrap around her cut finger.
"Better…T-Thanks Granger," He stuttered still a bit in shocked on her blood. Was his father all wrong? Was every wizard equal? Was…muggles the same as wizards? He was confused and his mind was now scrambled in both of the blood of Granger as well as the effects that were to happen to him.
With a satisfied nod Hermione was about to turn away when she paused. She was surprised to even hear the words 'Thank' and 'You' together directed at her of all people. She looked at him for a second before cautiously replying. "You're…welcome, Malfoy." She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "You're not feeling ill are you? Because I really don't know what else is there to be fixed—Oh and, I'd Suggest you stay away from the flowers." She sighed resignedly. It looked like since Draco couldn't go near the flowers, she'd have to go pick them up herself.
Draco scowled nodded his head. The flowers hissed as he walked past them. He sat on a small rock watching Hermione work. He was thinking hard about the events before. Maybe he was wrong. Maybe Granger and her friends were right. Draco groaned clutching his head. He was so confused.
Once the job was finished she let out a sigh glancing at Draco. He seemed lost and Hermione had seen not a single emotion on him, until tonight. She saw him scared, in pain, lost and confused. It seemed that her blood got him thinking about the crap he was feed ever since birth no doubt. She tucked the flowers into the basket grumbling to her sarcastically on how wonderfully useful Draco Malfoy was. She gave him a nod beinging to head out.
Draco got up giving a final glare at the flowers before turning his heel. Before he could even take on step he winced, feeling sparks travel slowly up and down his spinal cord. Giving out a muffled whimper he doubled over in pain, feeling his bones snap and shrink. His robed began to engulf him as he watched Hermione grow bigger and bigger. Suddenly the pain subsided and all he could see was darkness.
Hermione watched his transformation with wide eyes and mouth hanged open. Looking at the pile of clothes that was once Draco Malfoy she slowly walked over to it worry and fear making her mind go haywire. "M-Malfoy?" She whispered hoping he would answer. There was shifting in the clothes and a tiny blonde boy popped his head out. Silver wide eyes looked at Hermione and his lip began to tremble.
"G-granger?" The boy whimpered tear filling his eyes. Oh Merlin, the flower had turned Hermione's arch-nemisis into a five year old! Hermione bended down looking at Draco who was sniffing loudly.
"This isn't funny!" Draco squeaked his blonde hair getting in his eyes making him blow them to the side. If this was funny, it would be a sick joke. At least he knows who he is. Hermione thought. Oh Merlin what am I going to do?
Hope you enjoyed it! I really like this story~ R&R please! Flame me, don't care just give me advice on how to fix things! Until next time!
