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Fanfiction100 – Sneaky Griffins

Chapter 7 Days

"Ron, close your mouth when you're eating."

"Rih." Ron said with his mouth full of food.

Hermione sighed.

"Don't worry, Hermione, he'll learn some day."

"Yeah, like in St. Never's day." Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Lhooks, maishear!" Ron pointed at the owls as the entered in the Hall to change the subject.

Surprising them all, an owl left a small package in Hermione's lap.

"What did you get?"

Hermione opened the box and looked inside. Deeply blushing she quickly closed it again.

"What is it?"

"It's…uh… probably mistake."

"There's a note outside." Ron finally swallowed his food.

Hermione opened it.

To replace my souvenir.

"So?"

But before she could answer Ginny took it from her. As she read a grin formed in her face.

"This definitely isn't a mistake."

"Hey, there's something written on the back." Harry noticed "It say… 'No need to thanks.' … are you sure this is for you?"

"That sneaky little bastard!" Hermione glared straight at the Slytherin table.

Ginny finally took the box from her and peeked inside.

"Oh Merlin! I already knew it was this" she laughed "but still!"

"Don't you dare to look, Ronald Weasley!" Hermione frowned at him "And I would appreciate if you did the same, Harry."

"No problem." He and Ron shared a look.


"Malfoy."

Draco turned around.

"Granger."

"Can we talk? In privet?"

"Sure thing." He smirked at Blaise (who behind Hermione just laughed at his face and gestured he was sorry for him. That liar…) and walked with her to an empty classroom.

"Did you like my present?"

"I can't believe you gave me a bra!"

"Why? That way we both got what we wanted!"

"…You were a few days late."

"I wanted to surprise you, love."

"Don't call me that."

"Uh-uh. So, did you tell anyone about what happened?"

"Ginny. You?"

"Blaise."

"You told him about – ham – that?"

"No, no! … Did you?"

"No!"

"Good."

~Flashback~

"… so I went there and- look, a door!" Hermione walked to it and opened "We can get out!" she smiled at Draco.

"Miss Granger." McGonagall, who was on the other side, spoke "In a close with Mister Malfoy? And… is that a bra over there?"

"I… I can explain…"

"I'm very disappointed at you. Especially knowing your grades."

"My… grades…?"

"You failed in every subject. It seems that mudbloods really are below the bottom. Your kind is a disgrace to our world and you'll be sent home in the end f the day."

"What?" Hermione asked close to tears.

"You can't talk to her like that!" Draco walked to them "She's one of the smartest witch I ever knew and way better than most of the purebloods that walk around here and you know it!"

Draco couldn't believe he just said that and by the disorientated look on McGonagall's face, neither could she.

He closed the door before she could react and turned to Hermione, who, too deeply into her worries, hadn't heard what he said.

"I'm expelled. Oh no, oh no, oh no! What will dad say? What am I going to do? I can't go to a muggle school after missing so many years! I'll never catch up, even with the summer lessons I have…"

"Granger, you're not going to be expelled." Draco really didn't know what to say "We'll talk to Dumbledore and explain why we're here."

"Yeah but- why are you helping me?"

"School wouldn't be the same if I couldn't bother you."

"… You closed the door? How do we get out now?"

"I think we can just open it again. See?" he noticed Hermione's eyes opening widely "…There's something really bad on the other side, isn't it?"

"No need of such compliments, Draco, they won't help you out of this."

Draco turned around.

"F-father."

"Mr. Malfoy." Hermione said surprised.

"Miss…. Granger, isn't it? I'm afraid it isn't a please to see you."

"I can honestly say the same."

"What are you doing here?" Draco asked, still afraid.

"Draco, I could ask you the same question. I happen to be in my way to the Headmaster's office when I was informed about… what you were with."

"It's who, not what."

"Oh, is it?" he sneered at Hermione. "As I was saying, I just couldn't believe when I heard you were with a muggle, son. I though I already had taught you better than that."

"Fa-father… please…" he was shaking now, knowing what was coming.

Hermione looked surprised at him. Malfoy, begging?

"Perhaps it's better if I teach you that again, and your little friend too," Lucius turned to Hermione "to learn to keep your filthy hands out of my son." He pointed his wand to Draco again "Cruc-"

"Expelliarmus!" Hermione yelled before he could do the Unforgiveable.

"How dare-" suddenly Lucius stepped back. And turned into McGonagall.

Draco and Hermione looked stunned as he/she/it kept changing between a McGonagall with long blond hair and Lucius with boobs.

"Riddikulus!"

The boggart disappeared.

~ Flashback Ends~

A comfortable silence stood between them. It was the first time they were alone – or just saw each other, for the matter – since the closet incident and both were surprised (and delighted) to see it wasn't awkward at all.

Hermione was on a desk, looking to some point in the ceiling thinking about what Ginny told her, and trying to figure out if she was right.

Draco, on the other hand, was on one of the chairs in Hermione's desk, looking at her, seeing if he finally had the guts to ask her out.

And, just to prove brilliant minds work together, they reached a decision at the same time.

"So…" Draco started, but Hermione grabbed his hand.

"Thanks." She smiled at him, feeling her heart beating faster at the touch.

He just nodded, feeling his sudden courage leaving him again.

Both walked away from the classroom, each one in one direction and thinking there was no way the other felt the same way they did.

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This is the end of these four-shot.

DON'T KILL ME! LET EM TALK FIRST! I decided to leave it like this HERE, but if you want (and you have to ask, I can't know in any other way, right?) I can post this and continue it as another fanfic.

So it's up to you.