DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER, ALTHOUGH I WOULD LOVE TO OWN DRACO!! REVIEWS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED.
She barely managed to dive out of the way. The red light hit the nearby statue causing it to shatter. Coming out of a roll, she fired the Disarming Spell at Spellman. She returned it with a Body Bind. Hermione lifted up her wand to cast a Protego when another Protego came inbetween them. Not taking her eyes off of Spellman, who looked simply furious at being interrupted. Professor McGonagall came into her view moments later.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Neither of the girls, the two that were dueling nor the ones that were watching, answered the Professor. McGonagall looked over at her and than at Spellman.
"Miss Spellman, I am not sure what they practice over at your school in America but I can garantee you that students dueling here in the corridors is simply unacceptable. As for you Miss Granger, as Head Girl, I expected better from you. You were chosen to set an example for the younger students, and this is what you show them?"
Hermione hung her head for a moment before looking across at Spellman, who was smirking. When McGonagall looked back at her, the smirk vanished and a meek apologetic look replaced it.
"Detention. My classroom, eight o'clock, do not be late. Miss Spellman continued on your way. Twenty five points from Slytherin."
Spellman and the other Slytherin girls turned and walked down the corridor. Right before turning the corner, she shot a look over her shoulder at Hermione. Once she was gone, Hermione looked back up at the Professor.
"Carry on Miss Granger. Don't forget about your detention tonight."
She and Ginny nodded before walking briskly down the corridor and once out of sight they broke into a jog. Quickly they made it to the Griffindor Common Room. Inside, they plopped down onto a sofa and stared at the fire before speaking.
"How did Victoria find out about my secret?"
"It was kinda obvious earlier at the Three Broomsticks when he entered. Anyone who was watching could have seen it."
"Well that sucks."
"'Mione?"
"Yeah Gin?"
"Do you really think that dueling Victoria is the best thing to do?"
Hermione looked at Ginny, who continued staring at the fire.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, she's the most popular girl in school. The majority of girls hang on everything she does or says. Even if you do win, all she has to do is say one word and you'll have to hide out for weeks. She's also dating Malfoy. Who's to say that he'll even agree to the terms that the two of you set?"
"It's worth a chance Ginny."
Ginny nodded.
"I just don't want to see you get hurt Hermione. You are my best friend."
That said, Ginny stood up and disappeared up the steps toward the girls dorms. She sat there and waited for Harry and Ron to get done eating. She waited for about a half hour when they came in. Spotting her they smiled at her as they sat down nearby.
"Hey 'Mione."
"Harry. Ron. How was the rest of dinner?"
"Good."
Ron went than and started a game of wizard's chest with Dean Thomas. Harry summoned his book bag and pulled out his Charms homework.
"Hermione, could you help me with my Charm's homework?"
She looked at her watch and noted that it was already seven thirty.
"I can only help for a little bit Harry. I've got a detention at eight."
She swore that the Common Room went silent at this.
"You've got a detention? For what?"
"Dueling in the corridor."
Dean laughed before he spoke up.
"Who were you dueling with?"
"Spellman."
Seamus leaned over the sofa and grinned at her.
"So did ya win?"
Hermione shook her head.
"No, we just got started when McGonagall stopped it."
Harry smiled.
"At least detention won't be so bad."
She gave him a look like he was crazy.
"How?"
"Snape could have been the one to stop you!" yelled Ron.
She looked over at Ron, who looked way too happy to hear that she got a detention all on her own.
"Well since you guys are all getting to much of a kick out of this, I'll see you tomorrow."
Standing up she made her way to the protrait and was just about to leave when Harry spoke up again.
"Will you be coming back tonight 'Mione?"
"No, I think I'll stay in my own dorm for the night. See you guys later."
The protrait swung shut behind her as she made her way down the Professor McGonagall's classroom. She arrived there ten minutes to eight and took a seat near the front. Spellman showed up five minutes later. She pulled the seat away from a desk several spots away from where Hermione sat and sat down. She saw Hermione staring at her and glared.
"Can I help you?"
Hermione looked away and watched the two lemurs chase eachother around in their cage. Professor appeared promptly at eight and stared at the two students.
"Good evening. The two of you will be writing lines."
Spellman raised her hand, and McGonagall nodded at her.
"How many would you like Professor?"
"Just keep writing until the end of you detention at eleven."
Spellman just stared at her shocked. McGonagall flicked her wand and parchment and a quill appeared in front of the two students. Hermione grabbed hers and started writing. Moments later Spellman did the same. McGonagall sat down at her desk and graded essays. This continued for two hours when McGonagall stood up.
"I'm going to bed. I trust you two to finish up and leave at eleven."
Both the students nodded and the Professor left. Once she was gone, Spellman leaned back in her chair and set down the quill.
"You do know that you wouldn't have won Miss Granger."
Not even bothering to look up from her parchment, she responded.
"You don't know that Spellman."
Scilence reigned for another twenty minutes until footsteps were heard heading this way. She turned in her seat as Malfoy appeared in the doorway.
"Almost done??"
Spellman didn't even look down at her parchment when she stood up.
"Detention isn't done for another forty minutes."
She recieved a cold look from both of the Slytherins, but Spellman laughed at her.
"Must you always be a goody two shoes Miss Granger?"
That being said, the two of them were gone. She wasn't always a goody two shoes, she tried a cigerette over the summer and even had a shot of vodka with some of her muggle friends. Annoyed with the comment, she left detention ten minutes early and went into the Head's Common Room. It was located up on the third floor behind a painting of a little girl in a field of daisies. The Common Room had two couches located near a huge fireplace, their own small kitchen which hasn't been used this year, seperate bedrooms with two different staircases leading up to them. Thankfully, they also had seperate bathrooms. She grabbed her favorite book, Hogwarts: A History and sat down upon one of the couches to read. She was just getting onto chapter four when the Common Room door slammed open and Malfoy stumbled in. Jumping from her spot on the sofa she watched as he fell into the nearby wall. She nearly burst out laughed when she realized that he was drunk. His red shot eyes spotted her and he seemed to focus on her.
"I bet you sho proud of yerself, Grange."
Yup, he was definately drunk. She watched amused as he wobbled his way across the room and stood wavering several feet from where she was.
"And what should I be proud of Malfoy?"
He stared at her for a moment.
"Youv goten what you want."
She raised an eyebrow.
"And what's that?"
He didn't answer but instead leaned forward and kissed her.