Hi!
So I'm watching AVPS and I just watched the first eight parts.
And I got an idea, of course.
Hermione never did draw something, so can she?
Well, obviously, read this to find out!
Oh, and the characters will probably be very OOC, more like their characters in A Very Potter Musical/Sequel.
If you haven't seen it, watch it because it's totally awesome!
Hermione had read thousands of books, hundreds of thousands most likely.
And how many of those had been about art, or even just contained pictures?
Not many, if not none.
And what was the point of an art class for wizards? If they wanted a picture, they could just use magic to get one.
But, according to Dumbledore, creativity was good for the soul.
And he missed teaching, so had started a pointless class.
It was an extra class, so, naturally, only two people actually signed up.
Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger.
Hermione sat in the front row of seats, five minutes early.
Not even Dumbledore had arrived yet.
She had only signed up for this class because her other, preferred choice, arithmetic, had been mysteriously pronounced full, by Dumbledore of course.
She was silently considering the fact that she could be the only one in this class.
And how hard could it be anyway?
Back when she had went to muggle primary school, art had been an easy A. You just had to show effort, and even if you did horrible, you aced the class.
She hoped that this would be more of a challenge.
She had only been informed of this class that morning; she had thought she would be in arithmetic.
Unfortunately, this meant she didn't have whatever textbook she needed to study.
She would have to ask Dumbledore what it was called so she could order it from Flourish and Blott's.
Just then, Draco walked through the doorway, slightly confused.
"Where is everyone? My friends said they were taking this class too!" he exclaimed.
She rolled her eyes, retorting, "Well, they obviously lied, unless they're all late for some unknown reason."
"What did you Gryffindorks do this time?"
He sat down in the seat farthest from her, in the very back, near a corner.
"We didn't do anything. You and your so-called friends are just rotten liars!" complained Hermione.
"We most certainly are not!" Draco jumped up from his seat, pulling out his wand.
"See?" she pointed out, "You just lied, right there."
He was about to hex her when Dumbledore walked in, whistling a strange tune.
"What is going on, Mr. Malfoy? Ms. Granger?" he asked them.
"Errr..." Draco gulped, "We were...I was showing her the correct way to cast that one hex...called..." he trailed off awkwardly.
"The Bat Bogey Hex," clarified Hermione. "Ginny told me about it and I wanted to see how it was done before I tried it on a certain-"
"Okay!" Dumbledore loudly interrupted. "Is everyone here? Role call! Ms. Granger?"
"Here," said Hermione with a false smile.
"Mr. Malfoy?"
"Here," said an almost unrecognizable flat toned voice from the back row.
"Great, everyone's here!" said Dumbledore cheerfully, and Hermione hesitantly raised her hand.
"Oh, no, Ms. Granger. In my classroom we simply talk, no need to raise your hand."
"Okay...Professor Dumbledore, is that really-"
"Call me Albus. In my classroom, everyone's on a first-name basis!"
"Yeah...Are there really only two people in this class?" she asked.
"No, of course not!"
Draco looked immensely relieved.
"There are three! I'd like you to think of me as none other than a student such as yourself!" proclaimed Dumbledore.
Draco and Hermione managed to exchange a non-hostile glance for once.
They were both thinking that Dumbledore...Albus was on something.
"What textbook do we need for this class? I only heard of it this morning," said Hermione.
Draco added, "Me also. I don't have a textbook either."
"Then you two can share!" said Dumbledore...Albus?
Draco and Hermione were a bit- and by that, I mean mega- shocked and angered.
Draco was a bit frightened.
"Errrr...neither of us have a textbook," explained Hermione.
"You don't need a textbook!" exclaimed Dumbledore, "You only need the creativity of your soul!"
"What are we learning today?" asked Hermione.
"Oh, we don't learn in this class, Hermione," explained Albus.
Hermione's expression was horrified.
Draco managed a chuckle and said, "You should see the look on your face, Granger."
He badly mimicked her expression.
"Detention, Draco," said Albus.
"For what?" cried Draco.
"In my classroom, we go on a-"
"First-name basis," finished Hermione gloomily.
"Anyways," said Albus, "My class will be more of a time to express yourself and create art! Now, I've only got two easels, so I get one and you and Draco can share one.
"What?" exclaimed Draco.
"Detention. No yelling in my classroom. Here, we are peaceful and calm."
"But why are there only two?" asked Hermione.
"I didn't think of lying and- I didn't nominate you to be in this class until this morning."
"Then just cast a multiplying charm."
"That would work if this classroom wasn't nonmagical."
"Excuse me?"
"This is a peaceful-"
"And calm," inserted Draco sarcastically.
"-classroom, where we do not use magic. We only express ourselves," explained Albus. "Now, let's begin!"
"How?" asked Draco.
"You and Hermione will take turns painting on an easel until you're done."
"You mean until class is done."
"No, this is your last class of the day. You'll stay here until you are done," ordered Albus.
He then went over to a small wooden cabinet in the corner opposite Draco's and took out two easels and sets of paint.
"As much as I hate you," whispered Draco to Hermione (he had walked up to her), "Thank Merlin that I'm not the only one here."
"You're welcome," said Hermione smugly.
"Shall we get to work now?" asked Albus, gesturing to the two easels in the front of the room.
"Of course," said Hermione.
"Uh-huh," agreed Draco.
Then they both burst into laughter at the same time.
Because Albus was wearing a French artist's hat, a paintbrush in his hand.
I've decided to make this into one wacked up but funny story.
So, review on if you like it!
Or if you like hats and paintbrushes, or the ultimate pairing, Dramione!