A/N: Sorry it took me sort of long to update but I lose everything. I lost my USB-stick, my train-card, my creditcard and some other, less important stuff. The point is, I couldn't work on the story or update without finding my USB-stick. Lucky everybody I found it again! Been working on this one for a few hours now so i really hope you like it. Have fun reading!
Defence against the dark arts, the inconstant change of teachers and the agonizing experience of dark spells spoil the memories of this class. The most important class perhaps, with what is to come. Nobody took it serious anymore. That is until our new teacher came into view. A young man, strong build, blond hair. Many described him as a surfer. He walked around in relaxed clothing much to Snape's dismay. Every single student thought he was a good teacher and that all because of how our first lesson started.
We were all sitting in class, waiting for a teacher to appear. "It's been ten minutes and still no teacher. I say we can go according to the ten minutes rule."
"The ten minutes rule doesn't exist, it was invented by students!" I said angrily. "I say we don't listen to her and just go. There is no teacher!"
"That isn't exactly true." The new teacher said, walking in with a grin on his face. "I was just having an interesting conversation with Professor Snape. He claimed you were a bunch of misfits. I understand his idea's for most of you." He looked at the students who had stood, bags packed and ready to leave when he came in. "I expect you to wait for me next time. Now sit down and open your books."
"You haven't told us your name Professor." Lavender said, a bit scared by his dangerous tone of voice. "Ah, the name. Not that it matters but I suppose you consider the name a valuable thing. My name is Professor Bleach. I am sure you find it amusing but if that is the case, you will make a perfect target for target practice. You will, of course, be allowed to use shield charms but I doubt most of you can do a proper shield charm."
"Some of us can!" Seamus said, sounding confident. "We'll see." Professor Bleach said and he took out his wand. Seamus did the same and stood ready. "Anaflexus!" Professor Bleach said and waved his wand. Seamus shouted 'protego' and a part of the spell bounced off. The rest of the spell went straight to Harry who blocked it without any effort at all. "Mr. Finnigan, may I suggest you think before challenging a teacher? We know spells that can break through average shields." Seamus looked ashamed and sat down again. "You did fine for an average student though and I will reward you with 5 house point. Will Mr. Potter take the place of Mr. Finnigan please?" He said and Harry stood up and walked to the stop where Seamus had stood. The spell was cast again and Harry managed to stop it entirely. "Well done Mr. Potter. 20 points to Gryffindor. You may sit down again." The rest of class was spent writing things down as Professor Bleach told us about spells that we were supposed to use to practice our shield charms with. One would cast and the other would defend. Our homework was to have a proper shield charm by the next lesson. If you didn't have a proper shield charm you could go to the hospital wing to have the curses undone. His way of teaching was cruel but effective. They hexes and curses wouldn't inflict serious damage but the idea scared everybody into good behavior. The talk around the great hall was humongous. Every single student was interested in the tale of our new teacher. Most people were scared of him but only the people who hadn't met Moody found him terrifying. Every student who had seen Moody teach found Professor Bleach's way more humane. At least he cared about the well being of the students, although he had a peculiar way of showing it. "I mean, Moody was scary too but that was different. Moody would hex you just to see whether you were paying attention. This guy hexes us to see whether or not we did our homework. I wonder how many trips Neville will have to take to the hospital wing." Ron said as we ate our lunch. "I think less than previous years. He did learn quiet a lot during the DA period." Harry mused. "Perhaps, but did you see what that hex did to Seamus' shield!" Ron said. "Yes we did. I think that hex is completely harmless. Seamus didn't seem hurt at all!" Harry said. "The hex is meant to break the shield to give way to any other curse that might follow. If you would say Anaflexus Stupify then you are very likely to get your opponent stunned. It is rather effective." I told them.
"A shield breaker hex?" Ron asked. "Those are supposed to be really hard to perform."
"Most wizard can't do them. I doubt we will learn them. He gave a few good hexes to practice with so I don't think he sees the use to teach us shield breaker hexes. Besides, they are offensive spells are we are supposed to learn defense." I said as if it all made perfect sense. Harry and Ron looked at me with the normal 'naturally she knows' look and went back to the essay for Transfigurations. I focused on the essay too. It had been easy so far but my focus was slipping. "This is no good!" I shouted and threw my second version of the essay in the fire. I picked my bag up and walked out of the common room. I made my way to the library and started on the essay again. Draco sat next to me. "Hello Hermione. We need to talk."
"I've got an essay to finish, can the talking be done later?"
"No! I have the most brilliant idea for a prank. Don't tell me you're going all good on me now! I need the bad version!" I laughed at that. Bad version of me, nobody had ever asked for it before. "Fine, what was your plan?"
"Thank you! This will take a lot of time to prepare and we might need permission for a few things but I am sure you can get permission, being a prefect."
"What do we need permission for?"
"Restricted section in the library, visits to Hogsmead on times we are not supposed to go there and free access to the kitchen."
"The last part is completely useless to ask permission for. I know how to access the kitchen at any time."
"Good, that is needed for the completion of the plan."
"What is the plan Draco?"
"We are going to serve free joke-products for breakfast. That way everybody will, wanting it or not, help to create a chaos. Zonko is the closest joke shop, I would go for the Weasley shop if it wasn't so far away. I know they've got mail order but that would be a little too obvious, don't you think?"
"Good point. But we don't need to get free access if we shop this Hogmead weekend."
"Like they will ever let us carry twenty bags of Zonko's merchandize into the castle."
"A good point. I am sure I can find a passage in and out of the castle. Are you paying?"
"I am the rich kid. I will pay. I just need the fun of things."
"That was to be expected. Alright. Let's do this!" I said, enthusiastic. This would work out fine. The students would spread havoc across the school with or without wanting to do so. Nobody could be punished because nobody could give evidence of the other person's fault. This plan was perfect, clever and most of all, totally Fred and George. Who could believe goody-two-shoes Hermione Granger and mudblood-hater Draco Malfoy would make a team that continued in the footsteps of the two biggest pranksters Hogwarts had ever known? I know I wouldn't believe one word of it if somebody had told me I would be making a perfect prankster-team with Malfoy. I had never believed he could be good and although I didn't really trust him, I knew he would not get into trouble for my misery. He was too proud to do that. I wondered what it would be like if I had been a pureblood, sorted in Slytherin. What would have been if Draco was just another Gryffindor? Would we have been friends? The golden quartet, that is what might have happened. I don't know if Draco would have adored Harry like Ron had done in the beginning, I doubt it but something tells me Draco would be impressed. Harry, Ron, Draco and Hermione. Or would I have been friends with Lavender instead? I shook my head, shaking the would-be's aside. Draco and my friends would never be that close. Nothing can or will change that. The end of the possibility came the moment Draco insulted Ron. The moment Harry was sorted into Gryffindor. There, the seemingly impossible friendship, had ended.
The week was getting crazier as Saturday came closer. Everybody was looking forward to the Hogsmead trip, I myself was no exception. Draco had sent me several shopping notes and there was a bag of gold in our Headquarters on Friday afternoon. I loaded the gold, checking my part of the shopping list and looking on the map I had borrowed from Harry before making my way downstairs to join my friends. Harry and Ron were waiting and Draco shot me a quick wink. "Hermione, Fred and George have opened a new shop! I got a letter yesterday evening."
"Great! But why the excitement?"
"The new shop is here in Hogsmead! Everybody is dying to find out what the new products will be. George wrote something about soup-sustainers. I didn't get the joke though."
"Do you think they had anything to do with the things that popped up in Lavender's soup back at the Burrow?"
"I don't doubt it. Where is Lavender?"
"She is going with Parvati." I said. "Apparently they have some gifts to buy for their boyfriends. I am not sure you were allowed to know that though." I said, thinking. Parvati and Lavender had asked me to drop a hint or two but Ron and Seamus had not picked them up so far. Ron did pick it up now. "She is going to buy me a gift?" He said, incredulous. "No way!"
"Don't tell her I told you!" I said, faking innocence. I laughed when Harry and Ron shot each other a glance. 'She knows something!' I could nearly hear them thinking it. I laughed to myself. "Where shall we go first?" Harry asked, eyeing me suspiciously. "How about Zonko's?"
"No, I want to see my brother. Let's go to the new shop of the twins."
"I think I would prefer the shop of the twins as well. Why do you want to go to Zonko's anyway? You don't like jokes." Harry asked. "I want to play a little prank on somebody and I have a list of things I need. Somebody asked me to buy them because she was sick."
"Do we know her?" Ron asked.
"No, she's only a third-grader."
"A cute third-grader?" Ron asked. "I still need to hook Dean up with somebody."
"I don't think she is the type for Dean." I laughed. They had no idea. Draco had suggested a seventh-grader. Somebody strong and mostly, male. I told him a young girl would be better. They might think I was dating if I told them it was a guy. Too much trouble. Draco had agreed after a lot of complaining from his side and some merciless name-calling on my side. I think things turned out rather good. We walked to Hogsmead discussing joke products, the recent developments between McGonagall and Snape, the new shop of Fred and George and of course, the weird behavior of Luna Lovegood. Rumor had it that Luna was dating a handsome guy who was in his sixth year. It was fun to speculate about who it could be while knowing who it was. "They say he is blond. Did you hear that Pusters said he saw Luna and Malfoy hanging around, looking normal?"
"Pusters is an idiot and his sight is very bad without his glasses, I broke those earlier that day and they had not been repaired when he came back claiming he saw Luna with Malfoy."
"Why did you break his glasses?" Ron asked, his mouth hanging open.
"He irritated me. Besides, Luna might be a little odd but do you honestly think she would fall for Malfoy?" I asked, knowing the answer to be different from popular believes, no matter what Pusters had said.
"I guess not. Malfoy seems different though. He seems happy." Harry said thoughtfully.
"Anything that makes Malfoy happy is bad news for us." Ron said, slightly unhappy with the turn the conversation had token. "His father is still in jail, I can't imagine him being happy about that." I said. I couldn't say I could imagine him being happy about it after I had seen exactly how happy he had been. Considering that was the aftermath from the original relief, Draco was unusually happy about his father's future. The darkness that was standing on the horizon was a thing Draco never thought off. He knew he would probably be dead before the worst would come and for that, he was grateful. I shuddered the thought away. "Something wrong Hermione?" Harry asked.
"Nothing. It's just cold. Let's get inside before I freeze my hands off."
"Alright." Harry and Ron said in unison and we all walked into the joke shop. My newest adventure was only one door away and that door was opening. George wrote the letter and I expected to see George soon. I wanted to see the twin of the perfection I was so fond of. I wanted to see the reflection of the one I was in love with, thinking that was as close as I could get to Fred until the holidays started. How was I supposed to know true love was waiting only a few feet away, hoping to see me so he could give me the one thing he held most dear…
A/N: And that was the Chapter for now. Hope you liked it! Please review! I hope I will be able to update a lot sooner this time... No losing my stuff anymore, lol. Besides this I would like to thank everybody who had read the story so far, I know I am not the best writer outhere but I try my best to make the stories worth reading. Thank you all for your interest, it means a lot to me. See you next time!