Smashed
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Smashed- Buffy The Vampire Slayer Season 6
"Miss Granger, since you seemed to have been so quiet yesterday, I guess you wouldn't mind telling us about what we discussed in class?" Snape stood in front of her and Harry's table. It was just the beginning of the class and she already wanted to get out of there.
"Um… right," She looked down at her book. "I don't remember." She whispered quietly.
"Disappointing," Snape said. Hermione heard Pansy chuckle. "Miss Parkinson since you find this subject so amusing I guess you wouldn't mind telling us then?" He turned to her. Hermione watched out of the corner of her eye Draco smirking at Pansy. She tried to hold back a grin.
"Um well we talked about the Poisoned Kiss. When a person poisons another person with this potion by putting it in their drink or food they will go unconscious and only have twenty-four hours to live before the poison kills them. The only way to revive them is to have the person that kissed them last in the past twenty-four hours kiss them again. No other kiss will work. Unless the person hasn't kissed anyone in the past twenty-four hours the poison will not work on them." She threw a smirk at Hermione.
"Very good, for once you have seemed to pay attention, Miss Parkinson." Snape walked to the front of the classroom.
"It is a simple potion to make but it will in fact kill the person if they are not revived in twenty-four hours. It is very dangerous. And if anybody should try using this potion there will be serious consequences. Turn to the next page and Mr. Weasley if you wouldn't mind reading it aloud." Hermione grabbed her bag and set it on the table. She hadn't even taken her book out yet. She began pulling things from her bag and setting them on the table, trying to find her book.
"Eww," Pansy practically hissed. "Are you going to eat that? You're right Draco!" Pansy turned to face him and whispered, "She is a filthy mud blood!" Pansy looked at Snape hoping he didn't hear her, he was too busy staring down Ron as he tried to read, not very successfully as he felt Snape's eyes glaring at him.
"Um right," Draco mumbled, looking embarrassed. Hermione glanced down at her browning apple that she set on the table. It was the same one she got from the festival. She was going to toss it out but something inside of her told her not to. She glanced at Malfoy who was staring at the apple, the missing piece of the skin part facing him. She knew he knew which one it was.
"Why do you even have that?" Pansy whispered at her.
"I um forgot to toss it out." Hermione shoved it quickly back in her bag.
"Malfoy," Pansy said turning to him.
"Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger, and Miss Parkinson since you seem to not care to take time away from my class I will not show any sympathy to take time away from your outside life's. I would wish to see you three after class!" Obviously he had been paying attention.
"Thanks," Pansy glared at Hermione. "It wasn't even my fault, Professor Snape! It was Granger's!"
"That's enough!" He snapped at her. "I don't care whose fault it was, see me after class." Hermione glanced at Draco again, and to her surprise he wasn't glaring at her but at Pansy. But then again, even she knew that barely anyone could stand Pansy, including Malfoy himself. She wiped the palms of her hands on her robe. She had to go through with her plan. And she had to do if after class.
"Stay." Snape said to Hermione, Pansy, and Draco as the rest of the class got up to leave. "This will only take a second but the next time one of you three would like to interrupt my class there will be consequences."
"Sorry professor," Hermione said to him. He stared at her.
"Alright, you may all leave." Hermione, Draco, and Pansy quickly got up from their seats and made their way out of the classroom. Hermione watched as Pansy got out of there the fastest. She turned around to see Snape had disappeared.
"Malfoy," She grabbed his arm and spun him around. He pulled back from her.
"What do you want?" He snapped at her. Hermione glanced over his shoulder to see that Pansy had left.
"I need to see something." She stared into his eyes.
"I don't want to talk to you, Granger." He spat. Hermione took a deep breath, grabbed both sides of his face with her hands and pulled his face down to meet her lips. His body tensed up as she held his face to hers. After a few seconds she let go and he stumbled backwards. He began profusely wiping his mouth with his sleeve.
"What the bloody hell was that for!" He shouted at her. Hermione took a step back, stunned that she actually did it.
Draco Malfoy was her first kiss. And it wasn't half bad… Hermione shook the thought from her head. "I'm sorry, Malfoy. I shouldn't have done that."
"You think!" He took a few steps back from her. "I was kissed by a mud blood!" He cried. "Oh god! This is so disgusting!" Hermione felt hurt. It was bad enough that she kissed him but to take a bunch of insults after words killed her.
"Malfoy, I just had to see-"
"No!" He shook her head. "Stay the hell away from me, you filthy little mud blood!"
Bang!
Hermione and Malfoy both jumped at the sound. After a few more seconds of silence Malfoy refocused his attention to Hermione. He threw her a look of disgust before quickly walking down the corridor and out of her sight.
Hermione stood there. Not able to move. Did I really just do that? She put a hand to her face and shook her head. Was there a spark? She thought to herself. No, no sparks. No feelings of floating or just only the two of us in the world. Nothing like that. But she couldn't dismiss the longing for the kiss. Her holding him longer to her than she expected. And the feeling. The feeling of his lips pressed forcefully to hers. It was almost intense. She never thought she'd feel this lust for Draco Malfoy. And it killed her to say it.
Draco Malfoy ran his hands through his blond hair. What the bloody hell just happened? He was pissed that a mud blood like Granger could think that she could kiss him whenever she wanted. No. That was not how it was supposed to work. He touched his lips gently, remembering the feeling of her lips that had just been there.
He also thought back to how she still carried around that apple. She really did want to know if it was him. Draco realized he hadn't been the only one to come to the fact that the D had possibly stood for him. He did feel a little bad about yelling at her after words. No! Draco Malfoy was not supposed to feel bad for anyone, especially not her.
Since when had everything become so complicated? He sighed as he fell back into the couch in the Slytherin common room. He didn't want to see Hermione Granger ever again. Or even think about her. But he couldn't get the thought of the kiss out of his head. He knew he was in for it.
Harry and Ron made their way over to the Great Hall for lunch. They had both waited for Hermione but she was nowhere to be found. "Harry?" Ron almost whispered to him. "Is it me or does it seem like people are staring at us?" Harry looked around, sure enough Ron was right.
"Hey Weasel!" Goyle called out to him. Crabbe and Goyle were leaning on a side wall in the hallway. Ron and Harry looked over at them. "Been doing some recent snogging?" Goyle made a kissing face before him and Crabbe started cracking up in hysterics.
"What the bloody hell is he talking about?" Ron asked Harry.
"I don't know."
"And why is everyone staring?"
"Ron, I don't know." Harry felt a hand on his shoulder and turned around. He stopped Ron before he could get ahead of him. "Oh hey, Luna," Harry smiled.
"Hello Harry, hello Ron, I just wanted to say I'm sorry." Luna gave a small smile before turning away from them.
"What the bloody hell is she talking about!" Ron exclaimed.
"Harry! Ron!" They both turned around to see Neville Longbottom almost colliding with them.
"Neville?" Harry took a step back. "What's wrong?"
"I'm glad I found you." He said trying to catch his breath.
"Have everyone gone mad?" Ron asked himself out loud.
"Hermione," Neville breathed, leaning over and coughing.
"What?" Harry asked Neville.
"I said," He stood back up. "Hermione. Did you hear what happened?" Ron and Harry exchanged a confused glance.
"No," They both said in unison. Neville shook his head.
"It's awful. Come quick!" He motioned with his head for them to follow.
"Neville!" Harry called out to him as he and Ron tried to keep up with him. "What's going on?"
"Come on! This way!"
"Harry?" Ron said.
"I know," Harry and Ron followed Neville into the infirmary. "What happened?" Harry demanded aloud. Neville pointed across the room to a bed where an unconscious girl with brown curly hair lay. Madam Pomfrey stood over her along with Professor McGonagall, and Severus Snape. Harry and Ron ran over by them.
"Hermione!" Ron yelled taking his hand in hers.
"What happened?" Harry asked staring down at Hermione.
"This." Snape held up a red apple that had a bite taken out of it. "Poisoned."
"Poisoned?" Ron yelped.
"Specifically the Poisoned Kiss." Snape smelled the apple.
"Um Mr. Weasley," Professor McGonagall looked over at him. "I've seen you and Miss Granger a lot together in the hallways and I was wondering well if…" She motioned to Hermione.
"If you'd been the last to kiss her." Harry told Ron who was giving McGonagall a quizzical look.
"Kiss her?" Ron looked at all the teachers. "No, Harry!" Ron looked at him. "Who has she been snogging?" Harry looked up at Professor McGonagall.
"So it wasn't you, Mr. Weasley?" Ron shook his head looking down at Hermione.
"Who could it have been than?"
"I don't know, Ron."
"Harry, you do realize how serious this is." Snape stated. Harry looked up at him. "If you do not find this boy in the next twenty-four hours, I'm sorry to say Miss Granger won't be around anymore."
Not really a cliffhanger but more of a cut off. But anyways the next chapter will be the last one, so please review?
Brittany
