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I am sorry about the week and a half wait. That is why I posted a big, long chapter for you chickadees! Oh, and I started this RIGHT AFTER I posted the other story, but had to go to San Antonio again so I couldn't finish it.
What am I doing making excuses? On with the story!
(and if you play runescape, then you would know how addicting that stupid game is. If you know what I mean, then blame Jagex)
PSSST! I need a beta! Bad!
(((( Hey yall! I am just completely through with the exams! WOOT! Go Mee! )))
"Draco is getting out of the hospital today," Ginny said, eating her toast. It was a long week for Hermione, because she was to make sure she got all the class work to Malfoy. Dealing with him is no fun… for anyone
"Thank you for telling us worthless information, Gin," mumbled Ron
"Hermione, that means you don't have to work with Malfoy right?" Pansy asked. Hermione smiled at her eggs. She was finally… free.
"Yes!" Hermione smiled, "No more working on the same assignment twice, no more dealing with his nagging, no more ANYTHING!"
"Somebody's happy," Lavender joked
"Hermione, did Malfoy wear a hospital suit or anything?" Pansy asked, "You know, like those muggle ones that have the slit in the back?"
Hermione thought about this. Was he wearing one? She never seen him get out of the bed but once, and that was to lunge at her for talking about his father. "No. Not that I could see one. Maybe…"
"Oh. I thought you might have seen his…" Pansy finished the sentence with loud fits of giggles from her and Lavender
"Oh Pansy! Is that all you think about? Boys?" huffed Hermione
"He is hott Hermione. Even you can agree with that. What, with you getting sweaty with him every day up until the past week, you would know where I am coming from!" Pansy giggled with Lavender again
"Hermione isn't shallow," Harry smiled at her, "She has morals."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean she isn't human Harry. She is a girl. Even you can admit to that!" Lavender said, "What else do you think we think about? The muggle parliament?"
"I do." Hermione frowned
"Oh, Hermione," Ginny frowned with the other girls, "You understand where they are coming from. Don't deny it."
Hermione did know where they were coming from. She had only seen his shirt off when he was in the hospital, but she always knew something was there.
Thinking nothing more of it, she just blushed and went back to her eggs.
Draco Malfoy is the guy every girl loves and every guy wants to be friends with. His enemies fear him; his admirers stalk him. His life is perfect in every way.
As he was walking down the hall in his Slytherin robes, Draco couldn't stop thinking about his dreams. All of them were normal for any teenage boy, there is no questioning that, but Draco didn't recognize anyone from any of them. The people, except for him, were just blobs. The only time he saw any sign of human features was the night of his accident. Even that dream was blurry.
Draco approached the painting that had snakes crawling all over a man in dragon hide. "Mudblood," he murmured, the snakes hissing at him. When Draco walked into the common room, he took a whiff at the gothic aroma the Slytherins kept within. A mixture of alcohol and cigarette smoke filled his lungs, reminding him why he loves Slytherin so much. He knew that every other house isn't as good. He knew every other house was inferior.
The students who didn't want to go to dinner were sitting in the Elizabethan emerald chairs around the fireplace, smoking and talking to each other in low voices. Hogwarts has a rule that bans all alcohol, but Slytherins are secretive. Draco doesn't believe that even Professor Snape had any idea of what was happening.
"Hey Draco, healed so soon?" a voice came from behind him. Draco turned around to see his good friend Blaise Zambini. Blaise had been his friend for only two years though, they grew close.
"Only because of my natural ability to rapidly heal," Malfoy smirked
"Wanna go to dinner, 'oh great one'?" Blaise asked, "You need to eat,"
"No thanks, I'm not very hungry." Malfoy sighed, "You gotta fag? I haven't had one in a long time,"
Blaise pulled out a pack from his coat pocket, "Yeah sure, keep them all," Blaise frowned when Malfoy started to puff, "You okay? You seem… sad."
"Pansy hates children." Draco said, "I would be walking down Knockturn, and I could see Pansy kicking kids in the street. I don't blame her, kids are awfully annoying and stupid. But, what about the baby?"
"Your rambling." Blaise said
"No, I'm serious. Pansy hates kids, and she is going to have one." Draco sucked in on the cigarette, "It will die if she isn't careful. Hell, knowing her, it WILL die whether or not she is careful. Lets face it: she's not the mother figure that we've known to grow up with right?"
"Oh? And who do you think IS the mother figure?" Blaise asked drinking his whiskey. Draco knew exactly who is the mother figure, but thought against it. It isn't practical for a Slytherin, better yet a Malfoy, to speak of a muggle born as if they were above the dirt.
"Not her, that's for sure. I don't care what happens to it, I just don't want to see my name in the papers about how my estranged wife murdered our boy by strangling him to death. I can see it, cant you?' Draco laughed taking in another puff, "Don't get me wrong. The thought of her name and my name together like that isn't a fantasy of mine either."
"You're going to get married? Since when have you become a masochist?" Blaise laughed
"Always. Now get me another one of these; I love the taste," Draco smirked, "Pansy and I love each other. I don't care what anyone else says."
"Hermione!" a voice shout out, "Wait up!"
Hermione turned around, watching Ron stumbling towards her, "What is it?"
"Snape," Ron leaned against the wall to catch his breath, "Said that since Malfoy is out of the hospital, that you will be serving your detention."
"What? Oh, I was wondering when he would start. Thank you Ron." Hermione turned but he stopped her
"Ron!" Hermione sighed turning around yet again
After a long silence they finally embraced, "Good luck." And with that he walked away, leaving a bewildered Hermione behind
'What was that for?' she thought on her way to dinner. The hall wasn't as filled as it has been, because the Quidditch players were practicing on the field. Sighing, Hermione sat down next to Ginny and Lavender, who were whispering to each other.
"Anything new?" She asked lifting the cover from her plate
"No." they said at the same time. It was obvious that they didn't want to talk to her
"Okay…" Hermione began eating.
"Draco! Why are you leaving so early? Don't you want to eat with MEEEE?" Pansy drawled, tugging onto Draco's robes
Draco shoved her off, "Come off it woman! I have a detention remember? Or is being pregnant making you more stupid?"
Pansy frowned, "Don't be so cruel. I just wanted to sit with my fiancé!"
"We aren't even dating!" Draco pointed out, "You nimwit! What is it too you where I go anyway?"
"Because I don't want my future husband to be drinking at any chance he gets! You know how I feel about liquor and the baby! You idiot! Using such a sharp tongue on me!" Pansy hissed
"Fuck you!" Draco stormed out of the hall, part angry at her outburst, and part surprised at it too.
"Mr. Malfoy, how lovely of you to finally show up," Professor Snape drawled as Draco threw his bag onto a near-by table.
"I was caught up," Draco hissed, taking notice of the other student in the dungeon. Hermione was sitting at the front, her fingers laced on the table.
"Don't let it happen again. I rather not have you be late to every detention I serve," Professor Snape walked back to the front of the room, "Your assignment is to clean and organize. I know that you wont be able to complete it in an entire sitting, because you will not be using any magic-"
"What?" Draco bellowed, "No magic?"
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy, no magic. The supplies are in the closet of what you will be using. There is a list in the bucket of the things your are to do," Snape eyed them before continuing, "And no funny business. I am not the type that likes to be humored. You are to do EXACTLY what it says, or another month will be added. Any questions?"
Neither of them said a word. Snape walked out of the room, and shut the dungeon doors behind him. Hermione walked to the closet and pulled out a large bucket with an envelope lying in it.
"What does it say?" Draco asked curiously
"If you want to know so badly, why didn't you take out the bucket?" Hermione sneered opening the letter. Her eyes widened bigger and bigger after every line she mentally read. Draco stood behind her, his face lightly grazing her ear.
"Fuck no! I aint' doing this shit! This is for house elves! Not… not…"
"A pureblood?" Hermione cut in. She pulled out a hair tie from her pocket and put her hair in a messy ponytail. Draco scowled at the comment she made.
The letter read:
Miss. Granger and Mr. Malfoy-
My classroom is a terrible mess, coming from the complaints of particular students. The books are unorganized, and the potions are dusty. For your detention you are to:
-Get along
-Take out all furniture
-Wash the floor (with water and soap)
-Wash all the desks and take of all graffiti
-Wash the chairs
-Polish the chairs
-Replace the chairs and desks
-Dust each and every book
-Get along
-Dust and wash all the bookshelves (with soap and water)
-Alphabetize the books by author (1st shelf)
-Alphabetize the books by title and author (2nd shelf)
-Place the books by page numbers, highest going first (3rd shelf)
-Take down all the wall hangings
-Wash the ceiling
-Get along
-Replace the wall hangings after dusting and washing
-Polish everything made of oak
-Wash the curtains
-Sort the potions in order from the most lethal to the most harmless
-Get along
These tasks should be simple enough for you to handle. Everything you will need is in the bucket. Follow these instructions in order from the way I put them. You are to take a 15 min. break every hour as your "bonding time". There are questionnaires in the manila folder that you are to complete in essay form, 6 sentences each. They are to be completed during your "break". You are given until midnight to complete the first 6 tasks. Good luck and get along.
Professor Snape
P.S.-
If you haven't noticed, by touching this letter, your wands have disappeared
Hermione picked up the bucket and took it to the sink. She filled the bucket with water before adding some soap to it, forming bubbles.
"Are you going to help me or not?" She asked, placing the bucket back down
Draco looked at her as if she just escaped from St. Mungos, "I'd rather not."
"We can split up the work! You take out the furniture, because of your manly-manness, and I'll get the thing we need ready." Hermione grumbled, "I don't want to have to stay with you for another month."
Draco didn't say anything when he walked over to pick up the first chair.
This was going to be a long night.
"Malfoy! Are you done yet?" Hermione whined. She was sitting with her legs crossed, her back to the wall. It was already a quarter to nine, and she was getting bored.
"Shut up!" Draco sneered, picking up the last chair. Hermione took the broom and started sweeping the floor, "What is that?"
"It's a broom. You ride one like, every day."
"No, I mean… what are you doing?"
Hermione looked up in annoyance, "You've never heard of 'sweeping'?"
Draco shook his head
She sighed, "You take this broom, and you move it across the floor like this," She glided the broom on the floor, "that causes all of the little dirt particles to gather and make a pile of filth,"
"What is the point of that?"
"The dirt will turn to mud if we add water. Didn't you ever take Muggle Studies?"
"And waste my time learning that crap?" Draco saw that hurt her feelings, "No, I haven't"
"You sweep the dirt into a small pan, then dump it all into a trash can." Hermione handed him the broom, "here, you try,"
Draco looked at her for a second, just to see if she was kidding or not. Seeing that she wasn't, he took the broom from her hands, and started stabbing the floor with it
"NO! No!" Hermione put her hands on his wrist, taking the broom back, "Like this," Hermione took the broom and continued to sweep the floor. Draco came from behind and wrapped his hands around her waist, taking hold of part of the broom. She felt goosebumps forming on her arms. They both in unison started to move the broom, the way Hermione showed him earlier.
"Like this?" He whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. Hermione made a small nod before letting go of the broom. She tried to go from under his arms, but he wouldn't let her go, pulling her closer to his chest. The rock hard stomach Draco earned over the summer made her back tingle. He let go of the broom, resting his hands on her belly, slowly rocking her hips with his. Draco was at least a foot taller, so he rested his chin on her head.
"Malfoy, what are you doing?" Hermione's voice quivered as she spoke
"Didn't it say we needed to get along?" his husky voice whispered, "Snape wanted us to do everything on the list, right?"
Hermione didn't know what to do, what to say. She tried to pull away, but he held her tighter. She turned around to look at him face to face.
"Malfoy, let me g-"
She was cut off by a pair of lips crashing onto hers.
A cliffy! Ha! Hate me!
I am still so sorry. I was seduced by the power of the internet.
I USUALLY DON'T DO THIS, SO DON'T ASK ME TO DO IT FOR YOU:
If you want to read a really good D/Hr story, I strongly suggest you read Obscurity by twilights kiss. It is soo good I read it twice. Now only if the author posted every day…
I don't know the next time I will post a new chapter, but sit tight! It might be soon, I don't know.
I am taking a poll on what the gender and quantity of Pansy's litter (I am mean, sue me). Tell me your ideas! The poll will close by chapter 15.
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