Mmkay. I posted a new story to pass the time before this next addition. The story is a songfic to Green Day's Jesus of Suburbia. Check it out. I think you'll like it. So yall know, both this story and my new one are complete, I'm just adding parts slowly.
So, please enjoy and maybe review while you're at it. ;)
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The day passed slowly and after hours, it was finally lunch. She told Harry and Ron she'd be there in a moment and let them go on their own. They seemed nervous about being alone together, but trusted the other enough to go. She waited in one of the many torch lit halls and soon enough Draco came waltzing around the corner as happy as could be.
"Why are you so happy?" She asked. He grinned and wrapped her in a hug.
"I heard the predator attacked the first person already! I didn't think you'd move so fast!" She stepped away.
"How'd you hear that already?" He smiled.
"I skipped History of Magic and walked around. I spotted some kid in the Hospital Wing and Madam Pomphrey freaking out." She looked at him suspiciously.
"So? That happens all the time. And if they attacked and you were skipping class, everyone will think you did it." Draco frowned a little. She looked over him.
"Don't worry Babe. It'll be ok. Snape'll be on my side, if no one else."
"What if Snape did it? He wouldn't want anyone to know." She pointed out. "You're going to be pointed out immediately." She didn't look trusting of him.
"Why are you scared?" He asked hurt. "You know I wouldn't hurt you. I thought I'd gained your trust." She felt guilty and went up to kiss the hurt away. Draco still looked a little hurt, but her innocent, niêve honey eyes made him smile. "We really should get to lunch." Hermione nodded and headed off, Draco in her tow. He hung back a moment to let her get into lunch ahead of him. When he entered the Great Hall, several people looked up at him suspiciously. He only smirked haughtily, just as always, and went to sit with his friends. He looked over to the Gryffindor table and saw Harry and Ron watching Hermione for any sign of anything.
Meanwhile, Dumbledore stood before the crowd of students and cleared his throat. Once he had their attention, he looked over them all. He then spoke sternly.
"This morning after breakfast, one of our students was attacked with a memory loss charm. His wand was taken and if any student is found with his wand, that student will face serious consequences." Suddenly the puppet's voice rang through Hermione's head.
What makes this oaf think the attacker was a student? it demanded.
Teachers don't just attack students.
Yes, but they don't know about our little game, do they? Hermione blinked. There was no argument to this.
So are you saying that you're a teacher? she thought, trying to put pieces together. Her own laugh rang through her once again and she sighed.
I could be one of the ghosts for all you know!
Actually, neither the potion nor a curse would work on ghosts. The voice sighed.
You're no fun. It left her at that and she looked back up to Dumbledore. He was now sitting in his seat and students had begun to eat and speak with each other. Hermione sighed again. She decided to leave lunch early and stood. Her friends all turned to look to her. They seemed worried. The ones who knew of the game looked a little accusing, but the rest looked worried for her safety. She smiled and left them. Waiting outside of the Great Hall, she knew Draco would find her.
Sure enough, moments later, Draco emerged from the hall. He led her to a deserted hallway. There he stopped and turned to her.
"I thought some of those Gryffindors were going to jump up and hex me." He said. Hermione looked apologetic. "It's all right. Any excuse for them and they'd have me down. Lucky I could take on all of them." He grinned and laughed a little. Hermione smiled and looked to him in anxiousness. "You really want to do this, don't you?" Hermione grinned and nodded. "All right. The next step in this is to have the attacker get someone else. After a few more attacks, maybe some physical attacks from behind, you'll have the attacker leave a message. Just spread them out a little. Ok?" Hermione nodded.
"What type of message?" she asked. He grinned evilly.
"I'll tell you when the time is right. You just tell me everything you do all right? And then I'll help you make the next move. All right Love?" Hermione smiled and nodded. Draco kissed her good bye and electricity sparked through her system, lighting the flame in her eyes, causing her to lose all doubt about this.
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What now? Draco looks suspicious, doesn't he? Well, will you still think that when some other things begin to happen? Probably not. But, one never knows. I don't know what you'll think, so you must tell me. In the reviews. Hint hint. ;)
