Rehash: "Where could he have been?" Hermione thought out loud before looking down the table and realising he wasn't there.
Draco simply shrugged absent mindedly and took a gulp of pumpkin juice.
The wheels in Hermione's head were spinning almost out of control with possibilities of where he could have been before she aborted the mystery as many an outlandish idea made its way into her head.
Little did she know that had she continued creating bizarre situations in her head of the Professors where-abouts, she very well may have discovered the solution…
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Chapter Four
Every muscle in his body was screaming.
Every bone in his body was quaking.
Every nerve in his body was on fire.
He collapsed on the floorshaking in a cold sweat.
'Please, when will this stop?' He thought in one of the few short moments when he was in control.
The familiar feeling of being ripped limb from limb took hold of his body as she tore away and the more she broke apart the more control he had.
He let out one last strangled cry as she ripped herself away and landed beside him gracefully.
"Come now it wasn't that terrible brother." She drawled as she paced around the room.
He simply laid quivering and panting on the ground, his eyes trailing after his sister.
"There must be another way Andromeda. I cannot continue with this." He said shakily as he got up on his hands and knees.
Her head snapped back and her curtains of long black hair flicked viciously across her face.
"There is no other way brother and you know it!" She seethed as she quickly leapt across the room and stood over him.
He stayed silent for a moment and she began to walk away towards the door to venture into the bathroom.
"Is it worth it sister?" He mirthed.
She snarled.
"Of course it is worth it. You want her don't you? Don't you!?" She said her voice increasing in volume with every word.
He nodded slowly as his expression twisted into that of emotional agony.
"But I don't want to hurt her. I don't want to hurt anybody Andromeda; please there must be another way."
"No! There is no other way! This is for you just as much as it is me brother!" She spat across the room. "You will thank me." She said softening her voice.
He sat still, staring at the patterns on the elaborate rug.
With one last indignant snort she stalked out of the room leaving behind the pungent aroma of expensive vanilla essence.
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Harry, Ron and Ginny sat chatting amiably beneath a tree in the grounds.
"He's not that bad Ronald." Ginny said boredly.
"Not that bad? As if he didn't think himself superior before! Now he's our ruddy professor! It's like hell Ginny!" He said dramatically as he fell backwards in the grass.
Ginny and Harry exchanged a smirk.
"Well he's no where near as bad as Snape was in the potions classroom, and in case you didn't notice he does go easier on us three." Harry said.
Ron shot up and lent on his hands.
"Yeh but he goes even easier on the slimy Slytherin's."
Harry groaned. "Ron just give it a rest already, we get it, you think Draco is a pompous brat and he is here simply in spite of you and wants to make your life hell."
"Well… Yes of course! I mean isn't it obvious Harry? That's exactly what he's doing. Just getting another boost up his inflated head about how much better he thinks he… Hey who's that?" Ron said losing concentration, as his eyes wandered towards an open window in the castle.
Ginny and Harry turned around and saw a woman leaning out the window watching them. Her shimmering black hair fell like curtains around her pale face. Her robes were a blood red and clung gracefully to her figure.
"What part of the castle is that?" Harry asked, not losing eye contact with the woman.
"I, uh... I'm not sure." Ron said puzzled.
Ginny seemed unfazed by her appearance.
"Oh stop reading too far into this. Maybe she's a new professor, or here on ministry business or something that isn't suspicious as you boys seem to think everything and everyone is."
Both boys looked over at Ginny who had her head lent backwards and eyes closed as she bathed her face in the warm sun.
Harry smiled. She looked like an angel as the sun played across her speckled porcelain cheeks.
"Yeh well you can't blame us with our run of luck" Ron said.
"She's probably right though Ron." Harry sighed.
He took one last look up at the window to find the woman had disappeared and decided to forget about it. All the turmoil was over now. Voldemort was gone; the death eaters were locked up or sentenced to the dementor's kiss. Nothing could go wrong anymore…
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Draco entered his quarters late one night to find it reeked of vanilla essence.
"What is that smell Draco!?" Hermione said screwing up her nose.
"I haven't the faintest clue. It's smelt like that a few times actually."
"Must be the house elves. You should go and talk to them, see if you can ask them to tone it down on the deodouriser."
"Stupid house elves. Can't get anything right." He grumbled as he removed his robe and chucked it over the back of the couch.
"Well maybe they didn't have a choice but to use that much to cover your foul stench Malfoy." She said irritated.
Draco was unfazed.
"Me? Of course not I smell like daisies." He said superciliously.
Hermione snorted and he swivelled around and eyed her. She swaggered up until she was inches from his face. Draco closed his eyes and bent in for a kiss only to be greeted by the sound of Hermione taking an almighty sniff.
"No you really do smell foul now go take a shower." She snapped before turning around and collapsing unceremoniously on the couch.
Draco shook his head and made his way to the bathroom, discreetly taking a whiff of himself along the way.
Hermione layresting on the couch when she heard Draco call out from the bathroom.
"I do not smell foul Granger, you probably smelt yourself!"
Hermione simply smiled lazily, and closed her eyes. He was such a git. But he was her git.
A/N: Okay. a bit of a fill in chapter i guess. but i thuoght it had abit of cuteness in there at the end and some intrigue at the beginning... who do u think andromeda is? What does she want?
Anyone had an idea fora title yet? If so i would love for you to let me know!!!!! All credit would go to you if you come up with a good one.
Next chapter is one of my favourites. But after that the mystery will progress and you'll find out a bit more... Things are gonna get a-bit-sticky...
Please review and tell me what you think so far, what you think will happen, what you want to happen and what it should be called!!
Love you all. xoxo Lana-Brooke.