Okay so this in this chapter I include a made up potion ingredient called Dinomrae. And it's actually the word "Dramione" with the letters mixed around. I'm so creative. It's pronounced Dainom-ray because I hate when people pronounce something wrong. I gave a brief definition of what it was, it's basically this green celery looking thing (I have no idea why I decided on celery) and its poisonous. I said that once entered the bloodstream it's impossible to get out, just like how when you figured out about dramione it's impossible for you to forget about it.
Disclaimer-I don't own anything *tear tear*
~Pearl2312
Hermione
"What?!" I yell. I was reading the paper when i see a section on me hugging Harry. Rita Skeeter called us "star crossed lovers".
"Can you believe this?!" I ask Harry and Ron. Ron was quiet and for some reason looked rather pissed. But Harry just said skeeter was an idiot and not to pay any attention, but I think I saw him blush.
"Mudblood Granger and Scarhead Potter," his voice sneered from behind loud enough to catch people's attention. I turn and see Malfoy standing behind me smirking, with his own copy of the paper dangling from his hands.
"Shove off Malfoy," Ron said surprisingly calm.
"What's wrong weasel? Upset that potter got the girl and that you're just a poor useless outcast? Drawled Malfoy the stupid smirk never leaving his face. Ron's ears turned bright red and he jumped up ready to strangle Malfoy, but thankfully Dumbledore stopped the fight before it could start by telling everyone to sit down and directed his voice straight at us. Malfoy reluctantly goes back to where he sat in between Crabbe and Goyle giving us an evil smile and Harry pulled a murderous Ron back into his seat.
"Just ignore him Ron, he's been in a foul mood ever since Harry got the egg." I say reassuringly. Dumbledore clears his throat to get our attention and makes some announcement about a ball in about a week. Girls around me squealed in excitement and began chatting away about what to wear and other nonsense that I don't care about. I roll my eyes going back to the paper, honestly who cares about some stupid dance?
"See you in charms!" I call to Harry and Ron as we part ways. I walk down to the dungeons for potions and groan, for the next month Gryfindors have class with slytherins because of some weird schedule change. I took my usual seat up front next to Neville and scan the room. Dean, Lavender, Seamus, Parvati and Neville were the only Gryfindors. Then i see pansy, Blaise, Millicent, Crabbe and Goyle as the only slytherins.
"All right class I've decided to start on a rather complicated potion today that only a select few can achieve." Snape said and I notice he glared at Neville and smiled (or close to what his face is capable of making to a smile) at the slytherins. Even if my potion was perfect snape will find some flaw in it. Then Snape said we are going to be in pairs and the room was filled with exited chatter of partner picking but was soon replaced with groans when he said they're assigned. Snapes eyes flicked over to mine briefly and I could tell this was NOT going to be good. "Don't put me with Crabbe or Goyle! Please not Crabbe or Goyle. Anyone except those two brainless blockheads!" I plead inside my head hoping Snape somehow hears me. He pulled out a piece of parchment and read,
"Vincent Crabbe with Seamus Finnigan ," the two boys groaned a bit too loud earning a dangerous look from Snape,
"Lavender Brown with Greggory Goyle," Lavender pretended to gag and Goyle looked disgusted,
"Neville Longbottom with Pansy Parkinson"
Pansy let out a small scream and was looking daggers at poor Neville,
"Blaise Zambini with Parvati Patil," Parvati looked like she was going to cry and Blaise scrunched up his face like he smelled something foul,
"Dean Thomas with Millicent Bulstrode" poor Dean looked terrified as he eyed enormous Millicent rubbing her knuckles.
"And Hermione Granger with Draco Malfoy," Snape finished giving me an small but malicious grin and went back to his desk. There was a noticeable silence in the room and my mouth went dry, Malfoy?! Is he even in this class?! Maybe I heard wrong or there's another Malfoy. Just to make sure he wasn't in this class I slowly turn around-my fingers, toes, legs everything crossed...and to my horror there sat the slimy evil little git, at the very black of the room basically invisible in the dark shadows I could see his faint blonde hair and his face twisted in an unmistakable scowl. If everyone thinks they hate their partners they have no idea how I feel. I'm partnerswith Malfoy. I'm starting to think even CRABBE OR GOYLE would have been better!
"Um professor how am I supposed to work with that?" Malfoy drawled with disgust after a couple of seconds emphasizing the word "that" he knows very well teachers forbid the use of the word mudblood. I could feel anger spreading like fire inside me and it was all I could do to not get up slap him, I hear a snap and realize I broke my quill right in half. I frown annoyed, it was one of my favorite quills! Snape ignored Malfoys delightful comment and simply stated
"The potion along with the analysis questions are due next week and you may need to work on the questions outside of class" and he went back to his grading. Snape is doing this on purpose I've never hated a teacher this much but there's a first to everything. I think he just needs someone to torment since Harry isn't here. I get my stuff and cursing my luck I walk over to where Malfoy stood glaring at me, the Gryfindors were giving me pitying smiles and the slytherins were doing the same to Malfoy. The rest of the class already began to work but me and Malfoy were shooting each other murderous looks, I really wanted punch someone right now, someone meaning a certain pompous , infuriating, rich, slytherin brat.
"I can't believe out of everyone in this room I got paired with you" he says fuming and looked at me like I was a dead animal, he probably thought I was. I bite down hard on my tounge to stop the curse from escaping them and snap
"I'm not too thrilled myself ferret!" And I drop my books as far away from him as I can.
I wait for his retort but it never came. I look up to see that he's already started on the potion, his book propped open as he started to cut some weird green celery looking thing. I was too caught up with the fact he was actually working and not insulting me, that I just stood there gaping at him my mouth hanging open in disbelief. I should've known it was just a trick to provoke me.
"Well aren't you going to help?" He snaps suddenly "this is what I get for being with a mudblood, no magical talent..." he adds loudly making sure everyone hears that last bit, I expect Snape to do something but he just goes back to grading. Unable to control my annoyance anymore I pickup my potions book and throw it at Malfoy, his hand slips and he cuts himself with the knife. The annoyance inside me abruptly disappears and is replaced with concern. Malfoy winces and clutched his hand as blood started to pool up. I gasp and take a step toward him,
"Oh my gosh! I'm so s-sorry M-malfoy! Are you all right?! I just m-meant to hit you so you'd stop calling me that stupid name. I p-promise I didn't mean to do it, Im r-really sorry..." I blubber feeling awful and trailed off as I noticed Malfoys shocked expression, I expected him to be furious. As if reading my thoughts he glares at me his face flushed with hatred.
"Mrs Granger!" Snapes voice boomed
"50 points from Gryfindor, take Mr. Malfoy to the nurse now! No ifs or buts!" He said
"Professor.." Malfoy blubber still glaring at me.
"Not another word Malfoy, go with NOW!" Snape looked like he could make a dragon retreat from the look he was sending us. Silently we obliged and I shut the door behind me and I wait for Malfoys insults. They never came, he was walking up ahead not caring if I followed or not. I hesitantly run to catch up,
"Are-are you all right?" I asked cautiously.
"What do you think mudblood?! You made me stab my self with a knife!" He snapped turning to look at me. I flinch at the word but surprisingly stay quiet. I noticed he was paler then usual (as if such a thing was possible) and that he was slightly limping all the pride and swagger in walk was gone (a sharp pang of guilt reminded me when I kicked him) , I also noticed his face usually cold and hard was now twisted with pain. Then it dawned on me Malfoy was cutting Dinomrae, it's extremely poisonous and once entered the blood stream it's almost impossible to get rid of, I now realized why Snape was so panicky. There are only a a few cures...We were barely there when Malfoy stared to slow down eventually collapsing onto the ground, his breathing was slow and shaky and little beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, in an instant I kneeled down next to him and realized there was no way we could make to to the nurse on time. I needed to help because it was my fault. Even if it is Malfoy, I'm a nice person at heart sometimes rude but nice. I take out my wand to help ease the pain,
"What are you doing?" Malfoy asked looking at my wand skeptically.
"Hex you," I say sarcastically but he look me literally and his eyes widened in shock and I find myself holding back a grin.
"Relax!" I say "I'm going to try and help, wow I never thought I'd say that to you Malfoy," I say. I look up at him and see he's in no condition to fire back, he was chewing his lip and and stared down at his hand. It was mess I didn't get a good look at it before.
"Show me your hand," I demand. He glares at me and snapped
"I'm not going to let a mudblood touch me." Calm down F, the idiot is in pain because of you, just ignore it I tell my self.
"Goodness sake Malfoy stop being such a prat and show me your hand!" I gave him a look that said NOW. He reluctantly uncovered his hand flinched when I gasped and reached out to touch him gently, it was worse then I thought. A deep gash ran from his wrist to the end of his palm, blood and some nasty green liquid oozed out from the wound. It was disgusting! Then again it WAS ny fault...I looked around and noticed we were in an abandoned corridor, we must have taken a wrong turn somewhere.
"Perfect!" I think out loud. I look back at Malfoy and say stupidly
"Wait here," like he could go anywhere. I get up and start walking towards the end of the hallway hoping there's some kind of door or passage. There wasn't. I sigh with frustration and start walking back to where Malfoy was when when I suddenly trip and hold onto the wall for balance. Then it's like I triggered something, a wall of stone is pushed aside revealing a door. (pure luck and coincidence I know). Praying it was a staircase that led to somewhere like the nurse I open it (surprisingly it wasn't locked) it wasn't. It was even better. It was an abandoned room scattered with potions and BOOKS! I stand there admiring it when Malfoy coughs rather loudly behind me and I remember he's bleeding to death behind me. I turn around and help him up, I realized he was as shocked as me but he still found a way to stay far away from me,
"Where are we going?!" He demands angrily "this is all your fault Granger! You threw a book at me and-" he trailed off once he saw the room. I lead him to a cushiony chair and sit on a hard little stool across from him (I would've taken the chair myself but it doesn't seem fair) and for a mere second I thought I saw pity in his eyes but he suddenly said
"Well?!" Through gritted teeth.
"Well what?!" I snap idiotically and get up to go look for a cure or something.
"Why did you bring me here?" He asks glaring at me.
"Well one you can't even walk, you weigh a ton, and levitating you would not only look stupid but take forever so the nurse is out of the picture Malfoy," I say and notice he looked slightly offended but I continued "and two I see a LOT of potions in here so there could possibly be a cure now shut up while I find it." I say calmly Turing back to the shelves of potions. He tries to make some annoying noise but ends up wincing in pain.
"Hurry up!" He snaps and I swear I heard him mumble please, I ignore him. After a couple of long minutes scanning the shelves I found it.
"Finally!" I shout relieved and and happy to have found the cure, Malfoy got really lucky there. I went back to where he sat and pour some of it onto my handkerchief. He snorted when he saw it and I glare up at him, I admit it is really childish, it was green and had little yellow smiley faces on it. Without thinking I take his hand in mine it was warm, which surprised me considering his cold attitude. I quickly force my mind to get rid of weird thoughts like that and focus on something else. As I tie it around his hand i notice he's trying really hard not to make a sound but a small whimper escaped his lips and he slapped his free hand over his mouth like it was a crime to be in pain, and his eyes widened with horror.
"Sorry it might hurt a little" I mutter shocked that I apologized to him and annoyed at he won't let himself be in pain in front of me. Maybe because I'm a mudblood I think savagely and silently get up to go put the potion away.
"Thanks" I head him mutter reluctantly and I smiled smugly to myself Malfoy just thanked me.
Draco
The pain was horrific and I gave up on trying to insult Granger because my hand was hurting pretty bad. My father always tells me to NEVER let others see you in pain, it's a sign of weakness and it's cowardly. After she catches up with me she asks if I'm alright and I snap
"What do you think mudblood?" And I noticed she flinches when she hears the word mudblood but doesn't say anything. Then as if the Dinomrae drained all my strength I find myself not being able to walk and I collapsed onto the ground trying to catch my breath and in a flash Granger was beside concern filling her eyes. I guess she finally realizes that Dinomrae is poisonous because fear soon washed over her face. Why is she afraid? I thought she'd be happy to see me die. She whips out her wand and I was startled, is she going to finish me off?
"What are you doing?!" I ask trying to keep my voice from shaking and eye her wand suspiciously.
"Hex you," she replies snootily I thought she meant it because she is awfully bad at sarcasm and my eyes widen with shock.
"Relax! I'm going to help you," she paused before adding "wow I never thought id say that to you Malfoy," I was offended but she looked like she was holding back a grin. Then she diverted her attention to my hand,
"Show me your hand," she demanded. God even when the mudblood is trying to help she can be bossy. I glare at her before spitting back
"I'm not going to let a mudblood help me," I could tell I'd gone too far but Granger must really not want to be expelled because she doesn't hex me.
"Goodness Malfoy! Stop being such a prat and show me your hand!" She gave me a look that clearly said she was in no mood for my immaturity. I reluctantly uncover my hand and flinch when I hear her gasp, not because of the pain but because I hate it when people sympathize for me. Then she did the second most surprising thing (the first in Snapes class when she apologized to me) she reached out and gently touched my hand. I stare at her in complete shock but she didn't seem to notice. She says wait here and I find myself thinking where else can I go? She walks down the hallway probably looking for a door or something but then turns around no doubt unsuccessful.
As started to walk back to me she tripped and held on to the wall for support and I felt a smirk forming on my face. Then I think she might have pushed some magical brick or something because a door appeared and she opened it (yes when a door appears out of nowhere the first thing you should do is open it. How stupid is she?).
She stood there for a couple of seconds having forgotten that I'm dying behind her. I cough loudly sending her a nasty look. She turns around and actually helps me up, I try to stay as far away from her as I can because my father will have a fit if he sees me getting help from her kind. I sense the annoyance on her face and smirk I love it when when people are annoyed. And as she leads me into the room I can see why she was gaping at it before it was littered with books and to my delight potions. Then she pushes me down onto a rather comfy chair and sits on dirty stool across from me. For just a fraction of a second I felt bad, which was rather shocking because I've never felt that feeling before. But it was gone as soon as it had appeared.
"Well?" I ask through gritted teeth because my hand was really starting to hurt.
"Well what?" She asks stupidly and gets up.
"Why did you bring me here?!" I snap thinking it was the most obvious question glaring at her.
"Well one you can't even walk and you weigh a heck lot. I know I could levitate you but that would look really stupid and take way too long so the nurse is out of the picture Malfoy," she said and I found myself slightly offended (I do NOT weigh THAT much) "and two I see a LOT of potions in here so there could possibly be a cure now shut up while I find it." She says slowly like I'm some first year who can't comprehend English. I grunt but thanks to my hand I end up wincing in pain and I'm sure she noticed. Why did it have to be the one person who asks infinite questions to help me? I ask myself.
She spends a long time rummaging through the shelves trying to find a cure and eventually my patience ran out (like I had any)
"Hurry up!" I snap and just to show how desperate I am I mutter please, immediately regretting it and hoped she didn't hear.
"Finally!" She squealed and I find myself thinking the same thing. She takes out her handkerchief and I don't even try to hold back my snort of laughter. She glares at me and I saw that she looked rather embarrassed too because it looked like it belongs to a 4 Year old not a fourteen year old. Then without any warning what so ever, she gently takes my hand in hers and the first thing that came to mind was how small and soft her hand was, then scolding myself for have such thoughts i made sure mentally to wash my hands later on. My thoughts were interrupted by a sharp wave of pain and I see Granger tying the fabric around my hand. It hurt a lot more and I struggled to keep my lips closed but a small cry escapes and I slap my hand over my mouth, it was worse now that i let a Mudblood see me in pain.
"Sorry i forgot to mention it hurts a bit," she said clearly just as shocked as me because she just apologized for the second time today. Once she was done she got up to go put the potion away and I reluctantly spit out a thanks and out of the corner of my eye I see her smiling smugly thinking what I was thinking; I just thanked smartass Granger the mudblood. Coming back to senses I jump up thankful to have regained some of my strength and yell
"Wait till my father hears a mudblood tried to kill me!" Ignoring the startled glare she was giving me.
"For you information Malfoy I threw a book at you and not even a heavy one at that," she said her voice dangerously low. I shove past her to the door anxious to get away, and I see the door closed by it self. I run to it and try wrenching it open and my to my horror the door wouldn't budge...
"Hurry up Malfoy, I want to get away from you as much as you want to get away from me!" I heard her bossy voice snap at me from behind. Then she pushed past and tries her self and when the door still wouldn't open. She bites her lip in thought and then shoves a hand into her pocket pulling out her wand.
"Alohamora!" She says pointing her wand at the door. I stand feeling like an idiot because I completely forgot about that spell. She tries the door again flashing me a smirk but frowned when the door handle doesn't twist. She tries spell again sounding a lot more desperate and scared but the door still wouldn't budge...A look of horror washed over her face and she kept shouting spells only to have same effect. Nothing. Her face went white and she whipped around groaning
"Anyone but you!". I was taken aback that a muggle born let alone the arse Granger would insult me to my face. I take a threatening step towards her forcing her to take a step back and I hiss
"Look you filthy little mudblood, I'd rather be here with Potter who is at least a half blood rather than something as dirty as you," I don't know what made me lash out like and I would most definitely NOT pick potter over her. I then immediately take a step back realizing my mistake a little too late and see that her previously concerned eyes were now filled with anger and tears. She then pushed me aside and walked to other side of the room staying as far away from me as possible and stood there glaring at the wall. Good, I think and still desperate to get out I spend the next hour or so prowling the room for a trap door,anything to get out and away from here but found nothing. I look at Granger and see that she hasn't moved an inch and stood where she was, I sigh annoyed and say
"Look Granger we might as well have a chance of getting out of here if you help," she then turns around to face me and the anger on her face was replaced with annoyance
"And why would I help you? I'm just a mudblood aren't I?" She asked her gaze making me uncomfortable.
"Look I've never been insulted by...someone of your kind- and I got a bit personal" I say glaring at her she looked as if she was waiting for an apology but I just made it clear she won't be getting one even after I'm dead.
"You don't insult someone when they're right there, I thought you of all people would know what manners are Granger," I say clenching my fists. She raises her eyebrows and snorts in a most un-lady like way and asks,
"Oh really? What happened to these so called manners when you were insulting me for the the past four years?!" She was glaring at me but had an amused look cross her face.
"I...I well...it's," I stuttered "god Granger will you stop looking at me like that!" I snap running a hand through my hair (a habit when I'm nervous) she does and says
"Is it because I'm a muggle born?" Her tone of voice fierce. "I think I made that pretty obvious Granger" I say to myself and nod glaring at her because of how stupid she can be even when she is the smartest witch in school. She narrows her eyes and folds her arms over her chest
"Could you be ever so kind-" she began and I cough loudly letting her know that's not going to happen, she glares me before continuing "and explain why pure bloods are better than mudbloods?" She asks innocently ignoring the dirty look I'm giving her. How is that a question it's a statement.
Easy I think and open my mouth to answer but words don't come out...Then the terrifying truth sinks in, I don't know.
I don't know.
How could I not know?! I've grown up thinking mudbloods are lower than house elves and are inferior, just knowing pure bloods are better. But I never bothered to know, why? She was one of the smartest people I know and she can do if not more spells than me so why am I better?
Screw you Granger. She smirks triumphantly and I wanted to slap it off her face and not wanting to let her win this battle I say stupidly "because we are," I know I sounded like a whiny child and Granger sarcastically agrees with me, a smug look stuck on her face. She bends down to pick up a book off the floor and she settles herself in the comfy chair and begins to read. How is she reading at a time like this?! I was boiling with rage to be pissed at her, how could I not know the answer to a question I was living by?! I mutter a bunch of unpleasant words at her under my breath and realized I'm still standing there like an idiot. Fuming I make my way to the other side of the room, no way am I staying near her. I sit down leaning against the dirty wall thinking if she'd be able to block a curse in time, she probably could so I just glare at the back back of her chair and found my self drifting off (because of the boredom wouldn't you fall asleep when you have a nerd for company?) I must have slept for 2 minutes before Grangers squeal caused my me to jump up my hand flying to my wand instinctively.
"What?!" I yell slightly panicked
She points to something on the ground and I realize it a rat. A RAT.
"You woke me up because of a rat?!" I shout not even trying to hide my annoyance.
"Sorry! Just get it away from here Malfoy please?!" She pleaded standing on the stool the book she was reading in front of her like a shield. (The girl apparently forgot she was a witch and could have easily gotten rid of it) I smirk. This will be fun, I think. In one swift motion the rat safe in my hands. Relief washed over her face.
I hated it.
"This is what you get for asking me that question," I hiss and before she could react I drop the rat on her head or that bushy mane she calls hair. The rat scurries into the back of her shirt and she squealed jumping up down eventually loosing her balance because she was still standing on the stool and landed on her bottom on the ground. She threw off her robe frantically trying to get the rat out, I was rolling on the ground in hysterics. I hear a small thump and see the rat scurrying away.
"MALFOY YOU GIT!" I heard her yell, I look up my vision fuzzy with tears of laughter and see some that made me laugh even more. Granger still sitting on the ground her mane a complete mess and her face the color of weasels hair. Before I could even get up she hurls the book at my face (she has surprisingly good aim) and it hits me square on my nose.
"Owww" I whine loudly rubbing my nose furiously glaring at her "why did you do that?!" I ask although I know the answer.
"Because that's what annoying stuck up parts like you get!" She hissed me her face flushed with anger.
"I'm not annoying, stuck up or a prat! You Stupid mudblood!" I snap but it came out more like a whine. She ignores the word mudblood with great difficulty.
"Really?" She asked clearly not believing me. "Remember back in our 2nd year, the reason you're even on quidditch team. Because of you're money and you made a far too big deal about it!" She says.
"My father just bought the brooms and well I admit I like to brag but I didn't do it a LOT maybe just a little..alright fine I am a bit stuck up. But I'm a fairly decent seeker," I sneer and start inspecting my nose in a cracked mirror for any bruises.
She must have thought so too because she doesn't say anything
"NOW! I'm going to try and get some sleep because I was rudely interrupted because of a RAT before," I say glaring at her.
"Sleep?!" She asks in disbelief.
well i hope you liked that chapter ill be updating a lot more beacuse i have most of this written down already so yeah...