Note: I'm having a hell of trouble to get the correct font.

After trial and error, I hope this one is easier to read.

The couple of days flew by. Neither of them in any place to find more pleasure, the task at hand was troublingly difficult. The feeling of sprouting more limbs was overwhelming when one evening they had to stir, chop, measure things at the same time.

Luckily for them, they seemed to be in sync when handling these tasks.

But even then, is was exhausting to say the least. They worked until late at night, while lessons started early in the day. The burden of their Potion overshadowing everything else.

Their friends noticed the strain, but didn't dare ask anymore. Due to the fact that both Hermione and Draco had a terrible bad temper when not working. They wanted to be left alone, ate at a fast pace and disappear back to their Potion room.

Their Headmistress was worried this workload was to much for the pair. But both were stubborn when it came to admitting they needed help. So she kept an eye on them, making sure they didn't neglect their other schoolwork.

It was a late afternoon when the end of the potion was in sight. The last ingredients were put in, and then had to simmer overnight.

They had specified their potion to show different kind of bonds. And catagorized by color and movement.

A pulsing red line: a family blood bond, the one that can show if people are related.

A red line with pulsing black: a blood bond, magic invoked with blood.

A green, snakelike line: a Prophecy bond, when your excistence involves a prophecy

A black shimmering line: an Unbreakable Vow

A gold line encircling an infinity pattern: a marriage bond

A white shining line: a soul bond

Writing down what they wanted the potion to show was a dire task. Hermione had asked why people would need to figure out if they shared a blood bond. And was rather disgusted to learn that in pureblood customs it was used to tell if people were related before marriage. Because in the old ways it wasn't that uncommen to marry a third cousin etc. She was bewildered to hear that it was the was pureblood families survived for so long. 'Figures why so many are mental' she thought while Draco went on with the list.

Even thought they knew they were not married or related, they included those to check if the potion worked correctly. The others they could not be sure about. It was rather worrisome.

The potion looked weird, as if it was alive. Enfused colors, like oil, but almost like they trapped some kind of liquid animal inside. The bottled all they could into a shelve of vials. Enough to let their teacher check before use. Even though he wasn't really at that level of Potionmaking. And because it was experimental they made a lot. To be tested amongst their friends and other students if they were willing.

'I have the feeling that drinking that won't be very pleasant' Draco said, looking sour.

Hermione had a vial in hand, staring at it in wonder. 'It's nice to look at, but if it's moving that way when drinking…' she shuddered.

Because of the amount of time spent together, and their friends thinking is was, like Blaise said: 'because they are going at it like rabbits', they had to share what they were up to.

They knew something was going on, but it was nice to share what the deal was.

As they took classes together is was also easy to make them test subjects. Nobody really had any problem with that. Probably because neither knew about any bond of those related to them.

The only joke going around was that they were afraid of being poisoned, hoping their teacher was smart enough to have something if that was the case. But either way trusted Draco and Hermiones skill to brew a Potion.

Double potions after a couple of weeks was the time to test the made potions in class.

It started out as a rather fun lesson. Most students just modified simpler potions.

Draco had to test a Foreign language potion. To enable the drinker to speak a certain language for a short amount of time. A couple of minutes had Draco talking fluently Russian. What was quite impressing and funny at the same time. Taking this to another level by walking around like he owned the place, making big hand gestures and yelling in mockery.

While Blaise was induced by a Love Potion to love himself. Although his friends commented that he did not need a potion for that. He was already so full of himself.

Luna drank a potion that made her able to change her looks at will. Methamorphosis in a bottle. And made her hair turn red, eyes bright yellowish and skin a kind of blueishly scaled. Hermione burst out laughing at that. She let her friends watch to much X-men over the holiday.

Only Ginny knew about Luna's new fascination, as she watched with them.

Another student wasn't that lucky, without knowing he took a potion from his classmate, as all potions were so funny, to discover this one was not that funny. Well, it was for the rest of the class.

A fire breathing potion, Dragon Breath, a hoot for all, but the blisters afterwards were not.

Draco and Hermiones potion was last, the complexity explained, most students were up for testing. Securing each set of people together with a spell, to ensure that the potion only registered the two who had to be involved.

First of they started with two classmates who knew to be related. They drank the potion, and by the looks on their faces, it was not pleasant. Within seconds the bond was visible. A red pulsing line could be seen. Hermione taking notes of all couples. Most couples had no reaction what soever. That was s good thing. The only difference came from the inventors themselves.

After taking a deep breath, they swallowed their potion. And like predicted, it was awful. Like trying to swallow some kind of squirming fish.

To their astonishment a lot happened. Not just one bond was showing..

A white shining line ran parralel to a red one pulsing black, and around it was snaking a green line..

The whole room was holding their breath…

'So… now we know I guess…' Draco spoke in mild tones.

Hermione seemed to be lost for words.. 'Like one wasn't enough?' She finally was able to react.

Their teacher did not know what to do. So insteeds of keeping everything focussed on the pair, he collected all potions from his student, and dismissed the class.

A little subdued the group of friends walked through the hallway. Steering to the Slytherin Commonroom. 'We might as well get to the bottom of this together, want to see our commonroom?' Theo asked. All nodded in silent agreement while following.

'How can this be?' Hermione started. 'A soulbond, prophecy and a bloodbond..!'

'At least there is one we can maybe find out, although I'm not that happy about that' Draco said reluctantly.

'Why is that?' Ginny asked.

'Because..' sighing heavily 'we have to ask Harry for help' Hermione aswered her.

The prophecy bond was the only was 'easy' enough to track down. As an auror Harry had the autority to simply go check is there was any about them.

'I hope that one survived our little get together..' Luna said.

'O, I almost forget about that.. what if it's destroyed?' Ginny asked with a frown.

Theo and Pansy had to be filled in on that trip. Stunned to hear that rumour was party true.

'I guess we won't know what it's about then..' Hermione huffed. 'Let's just start there…'

After writing to Harry and receiving a rather worried letter, he ensured them to look into this and get back to her when he knew more.

They informed their Headmistress, even though she must have heard about it from their potions teacher. But seeing as if he was a little over his head about this, she was glad they could inform her better.

She promised to ask around about their situation. Even the portraits would be questioned.

Harry's answer came a couple of days later. It was true there was a prophecy about her and Draco. But it could be about a lot of people, because there were a lot of questionmarks on the plate under it. But the witness to the prophecy was non other that Severus Snape. O hell...

She asked her Headmistress about it, who in her turn looked miserable. Snape still refused to talk to anyone in portrait form. Furious that he refused any contact she demanded to try herself.

Towing Draco behind her. He was not very keen on meeting Snape after all that's transpired.

But he had no choice.

After giving the correct password, they stepped on the moving staircase. After knocking a rather sulking Headmistress emerged to let them in. She explained that she tried the whole night.

She slumped down in her seat, gesturing behind her to the portrait of their formall Potions professor. Hermione was glad she didn't knew him in his Headmister days. Even though she new his story and understood, is was something else altogether to have this kids of private thing to discuss.

Severus Snape sat on a chair, looking glum and annoyed. Draco was watching him, but seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. 'Did you break him Miss Granger?' came the drawling voice of Severus Snape. Already irritated Hermione walked closer to his portrait.

She could no longer care about being polite, she was exhausted and by the looks of it she was on her own in this.

'I've got no patience for your games sir, just spill it or I will start with the same thing as dear Phineus overthere'. She could hear Albus's portrait chuckle and a huff could be heard from an insulted Phineus.

'You really think that blinding me will solve your problem?' Snape sneered.

'I said I'd start.. believe me when I say there are a lot of thing I could do.' Hermione responded.

'Are you threatening me Miss Granger?' He had the nerve to sound amused. Even though his posture was still the same.

'O hell yes, and make sure to know I do not make idle threats' Hermione hissed.

MacGonagall was looking rather amused. So was Draco now that he was present again. But in no way would he adress him, for now. He knew better than to interfere when she was like this. She had a plan, and he hoped that Snape was wise enough to know that she meant every words she said.

But by the looks of it, seeing as his eyebrows were raised, he was to smug to realise the truth.

She started by blindfolding him, then charmed him to stay in his portrait so there was no way he could escape. 'There is no way that what you can do, will be worse than what I've endured the last couple of years' he said in a matter of fact tone.

'Watch me.. o wait, just wait untill you can see again..' and with that she hooked his portrait of the wall and moved it to be pinned under her arm. Walking out of their Headmistress office.

Curious, Draco and MacGonagall followed suit.

'You're taking him to Gryffindor Tower?' Draco whispered.

'Kind of..' Hermione murmered.

Snape was making irritated sounds, probably because of being jostled around blindly.

With a smug face Hermione leaned back with her armes crossed over het chest. Appraising her work.

MacGonagall was trying to smother a fit of giggles and Draco was once again reminded to not get on her bad side.

Yes, they made their way to Gryffindor Tower, but there was no need to get in.

After fixing his portrait next to the Fat Lady, and charming it to stay there, and making sure he could not visit other portraits. She made sure he was having a hell of a time here. Fixing some soppy lovesongs overhead, for only him and bypassers to hear. Making his background lined with pink wallpaper and roses. It was a rather priceless scene to behold.

Only after she set all her spells and charmed, did she remove his blindfold.

'Enjoy your stay… sir' and with that Hermione walked away. Head held high and a little spring in her step.

Draco understood her punishment. Being fixed next to the Fat Lady meant gossip, singing, indulging in a lot of wine, a lot of woman giggling, tea parties, everyone stepping through his portrait to get to her, and even people able to stay and chat with him. Well trying to chat.. And ofcourse it was the absolute punishment to encounter all those cheerfull Gryffindors and their remarks about him being there.

He wondered how long Snapes resolve would last…