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Chap 1: Day One – Draco Malfoy

It was a bad day for Draco Malfoy. I had woken up late and missed Charms and Care of Magical Creatures. I was very nearly late for Transfiguration, in which McGonagall had deducted 10 points from Slytherin. The Gryffindors had all laughed at me, especially the Weasel King and Potter.

"Ten points from Slytherin, Mr. Malfoy, for being late." Said McGonagall. The the other side of the classroom erupted in cheers. Stupid Gryffindors. Weasley was the loudest of them and I glared at him. What is his bloody problem? After a few seconds though, I couldn't take it.

"What is your bloody problem, Weasley? Did I just make a joke? Oh, I didn't realise." I said, with a mocking tone.

"You shut up, Malfoy. You were the one late for class, not us. Oh, did I forget to mention? You missed Charms and Care of Magical Creatures." Answered Potter.

"I did not ask your opinion, Potter." Potter and I had a glaring competition until Weasley cared to interrupt.

"What is, pray tell, so funny, Weasley?" I asked.

"If I didn't know better, Malfoy, I'd say you need to get laid." Ron said. I was dumbstruck. Was I just used as a subject of a joke?

"Weasley shut your fu-"

"Weasley! Malfoy! What is going on here?" McGonagall asked.

"Oh, nothing Professor. Ron and Malfoy were just talking." Said Potter.

"Care to explain, Mr. Malfoy?"

"Yes, Professor. Weasley and I were having a nice little chat."

"I thought I heard shouting and swearing?"

"Oh, no, Professor. Ron and Draco were really talking." Said Granger. Wait, did she just call me Draco?

"Alright then. Get back to taking down your notes." And McGonagall returned to her desk. Granger fluttered her eyelashes at me and Ron and Potter were making kissing noises at us. What is wrong with the Dream Trio today?

*7DM*

I was walking to lunch after a very distress class of Transfiguration. Something had happened. Granger was looking at me with lust-filled eyes and Ron and Potter were making lovey-dovey noises at me. Actually, Granger was right behind me and Potter and Ron were behind her. In a third-person's point-of-view, it would look like two drama queens following a lovesick girl who's following a guy who's minding his own business. Well, first things first. I went over to my minions, Crabbe and Goyle, who were already gobbling up their food.

I filled my plate with my favourite steak and kidney pie and covered the whole plate with mayonnaise and mustard. A weird combination, yes, but I like to eat it that way. As soon as I was about to put my first bite into my mouth, I had the weird sensation of someone watching me. As I looked up, I saw the lovesick eyes, of Granger. What is wrong with that ignorant girl? You can't just stare at someone; it's a bad habit. I quickly looked away as I realised I was staring back. As I looked away, my eyes caught a glimpse of the Weaselette. She had just entered the Great Hall with Creevey and was talking to him as casually as ever. She seemed normal to me, judging from the fact that her brother is going crazy. I watched her until she disappeared into the Gryffindor table.

Just then, every student's head turned to the High Table at the front. Dumbledore had magically appeared- um, just appeared at his seat. He stood up and did a quick Sonorus spell and started speaking:

"Dear students of Hogwarts, I'd be gladly telling all of you that, classes for this whole weak have been cancelled." The hall erupted with claps, cheers and catcalls. "There has been a serious case of mind-poison for almost ninety-nine percent of our population including Professor Flitwick, Sprout and many others who you have seen, is not present. The cause, as we have investigated is because a mistake in planting methods of olives in Greenhouse 13 by some Gryffindor students during Herbology. As the house-elves use the olive oil extracted from the plants Greenhouse 13, I'm afraid that most of us are in serious problems of getting zombified, or worse, falling in love with a pumpkin as happened to our Gamekeeper. Until we have found the cure, which absolutely fine Professor Snape is working on, classes are dismissed to not spread the disease and every student is banned to enter Greenhouse 13. If you do, I dare say that detentions are with Professor Snape only. We will wait exactly seven days. Thank you." Said Professor Dumbledore and just disappeared as he came.

Great, I thought. A whole week without classes, but to enjoy that, we have to endure, the lovesick zombies. As I looked around the Great Hall, I realised that the affected students didn't really understand what Dumbledore had said. Even Crabbe and Goyle looked like they just had their favourite plate of food. My steak and kidney pie didn't look so appetizing anymore.

I looked around the Great Hall. I had hoped to find at least one person who understood Dumbledore and hadn't eaten anything. I was glad I didn't have breakfast, or else, I would also be falling for a pumpkin, or worse, a Gryffindor. So that's what happened to the Dream Trio today, I realised.

I caught a glimpse of Longbottom staring longingly at his food, but then he got up and left. So the Herbology King is fine. Ginny Weasley was slapping her brother for trying to kiss her. She's fine. He was looking at the Gryffindor table, searching for more sane people. The Weasel twins seemed fine, although they had a glint in their eyes. Maybe it was them poisoning the olives, or maybe it was Sprout herself. Either way, I could tell that the Weasley twins are not zombified. Yet. I looked over at the Ravenclaw table. It seemed that the whole house was going totally loco. The only one, who seemed normal, was the not-normal. Luna Lovegood. Whatever. I looked over at the Hufflepuff table. Cedric Diggory seemed to be shaking his head at his friends. Way to go, Diggory. At least ONE Hufflepuff is sane.

Where was Lyrah though? I looked around my table, but I couldn't see any redheads at the Slytherin table. Was she zombified? Or did she die with Olive Oil Overdose? I wanted to go and find her. She's my best friend after all. I have to make sure she makes it alive or mother would skin me alive. Yes, my mother is very protective over my best friend, Lyrah Lusher, who has been living with me since her parents died.

I grabbed my dragon-hide satchel and made my way to the dungeons. I have to find Lyrah. As I was walking towards the dungeons, I saw guys kissing guys and girl feeling up girls. Yes, Hogwarts is very fucked up today.

I found Lyrah with Professor Snape. For a moment I panicked but Severus assured me that Lyrah is just fine and was helping him with the cure. Lyrah gave me a small smile and went on cutting fusion roots.

"You could help, you know. After all, you're the closest Potioneer we can get after Granger. She had a mishap of poisoned olive oil consumption." Lyrah asked me. I was just sitting in the Potions class room, staring at Severus and Lyrah doing their studies, mixing potions and so on.

"Why can't we just shove a bezoar down their throats?" I asked.

"We've tried that. Michael Corner just choked it out and went with singing Odo the Hero." She said.

"So we've pretty much have no choice but to close down the kitchens?" My tummy rumbled. Lyrah laughed.

"Well, not really, Severus suggested that they import palm oil to use over this week. We're trying to find the sane ones and harvest the olive oils and dump them in the Black Lake."

"So we're gonna see olive oils staring at us in the Common Room?" I asked.

"Well, yes. But they'll rot, eventually."

"Yes, thanks for the visual I didn't need." I thought for a moment. "What do you want me to do?" I asked.

"You could start mixing the potions." Said Severus, who was mixing the potions with his nose in a book. I gladly took the ladle and mixed the potion. The Olive Oil Revolution started, I realised. I just hope I survive.

A/N: It was supposed to be a one-shot. But maybe I could start a string of stories. Seven Days of Mishaps is a series where there are bad things happening for seven days. There are seven main characters. Tell me how it was. And, Drakness Chases chap 5 is almost done. With exams and all it took this long. Will post it on Chinese New Year.

R/R ~ Lys Zec