Hermione's POV

"You can't be serious!" I exclaimed.

"Now, now, Miss Granger, we must all accept the consequences of our actions."

"WHAT?! Adding a little individuality and flavour to a spell does NOT mean we get detentions! I've done it a billion times before, you've never cared then! Why should now be any different?"

"Well because this time it's a little i too /i much individuality and flavour,"

"Oh please! That is soo not true! You asked us to change our stools into Hawks, I made them Eagles! What's the difference anyway? Is it because Eagles like eating cats more? Huh, is that it? Or is it because you've got a special Hawk friend that got shot recently and you want to us to make a hundred more in memorial of it?"

"MISS GRANGER!! HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME IN THAT MANNER!! I am extending you're detention from one hour to three. You shall not be able to do any homework; instead I've got something else I'd like you to do."

"What? Are you going to make me conjure up another hundred Hawks?"

"Actually, Miss Granger I was thinking more along the lines of writing out 'I shall obey orders' twenty times, but that's a much better idea! Oh, but it won't take you three hours do conjure a hundred Hawks!"

"Wh-? Oh, right, of course it won't. Definitely not, I mean, with such a brilliant student like myself-"

"It'll take longer, as far as I'm concerned,"

"WHAT?!?!?!?!?"

"Well think about it logically, Miss Granger, a hundred Hawks is a lot, it'll take longer for me! Yes, you'll be here for at least four and a half hours, come on Saturday at 1:30 pm. Okay, we're all sorted, and oh! Look at the time! The lesson's already over! Everyone pack up, you are allowed to keep your baby hawks, if you want you can set them free, but only after you've fed them. And trust me when I say, I will know if you feed them or not!" The old lady twitched her mouth, she does that when she's really serious about something, like in second year when I asked her about the chamber of secrets, and she twitched her lips. And later on in third year, I asked her if she could do something to help Buckbeak's case, guess what she did? You got it, she twitched her lips and said 'I'm sorry Miss Granger, there is nothing in my power that I can do,', and I was like 'Hello!? You're the animal lover here! Are you seriously going to stand by and let that poor creature die???? Man, I wish somebody gave you a heart instead of paws!'

God, I hate that woman.

Anyway, you're probably wondering what the heck is going on. Well it all started at the beginning of our Transfiguration lesson – Oh what the hell, I'll just cut to the chase.

Basically – well you've probably got everything already. That illuminating conversation between me and that annoying wretch was pretty self-explanatory wasn't it? She told us to change the stools we were sitting on into baby Hawks, I, being me, found it too easy and took up a challenge to change it into this adorable little baby eagle, McGonagall – being McGonagall – got highly offended and started rambling on how I should obey instructions and use my magical skills for exams instead of to show off my abilities, as if.

So yeah, it all ended up with me having a five hour long detention with McGonagall. But I have to say, what happened in between that Friday and 1:30 on Saturday was quite fascinating.

After we all piled out of the classroom, everyone clutching onto their baby Hawks (except me obviously who had her baby Eagle taken away by a very stubborn teacher-cat), I managed to squeeze in a dirty look in McGonagall's direction who gave me a warning look and twitched her mouth yet again, I was in quite a hurry to get out, I had tons of homework and since she's taking up so much of my Saturday I'll have to finish at least half of it today and leave most of it for Sunday. Which, by the way, is totally against my routine, normally Harry, Ron and I would hang out and stuff on Sunday, it just so happened that we were planning on sneaking into Hogsmead for some fire whisky and to pop into the candy shop. Now, thanks to my Transfiguration teacher, I'll have to miss out on a fun exciting trip.

I may have mentioned this before, but god, I really hate that woman.

Draco's POV

"Hey. Panse, wanna be my partner? I could use someone with actual brains you know," I casually walked up to Pansy during our Potions Class. Snape had just told us to team up with someone of the opposite sex, Pansy was practically the only girl I talk to in my year. I had half expected Blaise to run to her before me, but it turned out he had already partnered up with this blondie, Zamira.

"Sure, whatever, Draco. Here, take Carlo's seat, he's gone of with i Katara /i . Eww, how can anyone stand to be within five meters of that revolting girl? All she talks about is her mother's new job as an artist and her dad working at the ministry. Oh! And about how her nails are never properly filed! God, what a retard!"

I restrained from pointing out that all Pansy moans about is how bugging other girls are compared to her, as it may lose me a partner. Although, I have to admit, it does get pretty annoying having so spend an entire hour with that freakishly skinny girl – with blood-red hair – but only because her parents got a new job, the excitement of finally becoming reasonably rich will eventually sink in. I hope.

"Thanks," I walked over to Pansy's left side and sat down onto a warm high black stool, instantly Carlo's cologne smacked me right in the face. I winced at the strong odour, how does Pansy live with this? Well, then again, she's been sitting next to him since first year, she's probably gotten used to it.

It was just as I was thinking these thoughts that I realised Panse was going on about how interesting making a stun potion will be and how we should totally try it on a couple of first year Gryffindors or better yet, Hufflepuffs.

"Uh, yeah, totally, uh huh, okay, so let's get on with it shall we? The more we make the more kids we get to try it on!" Of course, I didn't really care if we tried it on the entire school – personally I would never do that cause it's like seriously mean – I just wanted to shut her up about the whole 'strike on unaware students'.

We both glanced up at the blackboard.

"I'll get the ingredients," Pansy offered, she had to shout above all the noise, everyone was either talking about the amount of drangonroot to use or about how frightened the first and second years were in the Halloween ball yesterday. I though it was rather funny, everyone was trying to look scary, you know, the usual, ghouls, ghosts, goblins, but really, I just though they were offending.

"Great, I'll wait here and set up our cauldron," It was a mini cauldron, obviously, this was so that we didn't spend ages mixing up all the contents of the potion.

I lit the fire with a simple spell from my wand, it flamed out, it spat out little sparks that I swear I could've felt on my arms. In a few minutes Pansy returned, her arms were piled high with different ingredients.

"Here, lemme give you a hand with that." I leaned forward and took most of the ingredients and laid them out onto the table.

Pansy dropped the rest on top of the other ingredients.

"Careful, we wouldn't want to break anything, now would we? Okay, so let's see what we've got here. Umm, okay, here we go, first we put a pinch of Dragonroot-"

"Um, Draco, I think that says a 'dash of Dragonroot'"

"Ah, who cares anyway? Pinch, dash, dash pinch, same thing,"

"No it isn't! My god, how stupid can you get? A dash is a lot less than a pinch, a pinch is like another word for handful, whereas a dash-"

"Okay, okay, but think of it this way, if we add a tiny bit more Dragonroot then the potion becomes stronger and the effect on the little kiddies will also be stronger."

Again, I had no intention of actually using the potion, I just wanted her to shut up.

"True, okay whatever, let's use a 'pinch' of Dragonroot then," Pansy carefully took the solid golden lid off a clear transparent circular vile. She tipped a reasonably small amount of the hair-like maroon substance into her hand and dropped them into the boiling cauldron. It immediately flamed up.

I jumped back, afraid of getting my new silk emerald robes burnt. Okay, so I'm a little self-conscious about my clothes, but what can I say? These robes cost a small fortune! Well, if you bought all of our robes at once (which we did) then it cost a small fortune, but still.

"Okay, now we add some gillywee – wait a minute, why the hell do we need gillyweed for a stun potion? That's really weird, anyway, we add a tablespoon of gillyweed-"

"Um, Draco?"

"What now?" I said, irritated, what was it with this girl and getting measurements exactly right?

"I think that says teaspoon,"

"Again, WHO CARES?! Like I said before, we are making the potion stronger and more affective, isn't that what you want?!" So what, I screamed at my best friend, I was annoyed, trust me, you would be if you were in my position.

"What? What's wrong in not wanting my mini cauldron to blow up in my face and to spend the next month or so brushing out ashes from my hair? Plus, I'll probably be drenched in boiling hot water and get burnt! Now excuse me for liking my flawless skin complexion!"

Unfortunately, I hadn't realised the entire class was staring at us as if we'd gone mad. I really wish I had.

"YOU ARE SO STUBBORN!!"

"WELL I GUEASS THAT PROVES IT! I AM A SLYTHERIN!!"

"Oh please, the most mean and daring thing you ever did was hover a first year five centimetres in the air!"

"WELL AT LEAST I DON'T HAVE A CRUSH ON MY TRANSFIGURATION TEACHER!!!"

And that did it, that pulled my trigger; I whipped out my wand faster than you can say 'Malfoy! What do you think you're doing?'

I yelled "Expelliarmus!" with my wand facing directly into Pansy's face, she flew back, her head was the first thing that banged against the rocky black wall behind her. Straight away I felt a pang of guilt and sorrow, I really shouldn't have done that, she was never going to forgive me. But who can blame me? She screamed out one of my deepest secrets! Pansy and Blaise were the only people I've ever told that I secretly liked Minerva McGonagall, but it's not like I do anymore, I mean that's just disgusting, the woman's like a century old!!

Although that was the first time we've ever used spells against each other, oh god, she's gonna kill me the second she steps out of the Hospital Wing.

I stared at her fallen body, a second ago the class was in hysterics, now the only sound that could be heard was Pansy's moaning and groaning, Snape ran towards her body, he checked her pulse and looked up at me. "Malfoy, detention, Saturday, 6:30 sharp, be there or it's Sunday for five hours. Got it?"

I stared at him blankly, I couldn't be bothered to ask him what for because I already knew. Pansy wasn't dead, but she was seriously injured. I looked at all my classmates standing behind me, they either looked disappointed, disapproving or disgust was written across they're face.

I ran out the classroom without a backward glance, I knew the perfect place to go, but I has absolutely no idea someone was already going to be there.