AN- Here's another chapter. Harry Potter.. hmm, I don't think I'm creative enough to own such a series.. Please review and enjoy the chapter! :)

Professor Wickliffe looked slightly annoyed at the interruption, but more amused. His eyes caught sight of the note in Hermione's hand. She tried to defend herself, "It's not mine! I haven't even read it yet!"

The professor simply said, "Bring the note here, Miss Granger. I'll fill you and the rest of the class in on it's contents."

Draco's eyes widened, he thought Wickliffe was cool enough not to expose the note like this. He thought wrong. Hermione turned to Draco, and he shook his head slightly, telling her not to give the note up. Hermione stayed put in her seat. The look in Draco's eyes, almost frightened, made her obey him.

Professor Wickliffe sighed, amusement stringing his words, "Fine, we'll do this the forceful way. Accio note!" Draco's eyes widened more. There's no way that that note is getting read aloud! Malfoy thought fast, stood up, and shouted, "Incendio!" with his wand pointed at the zooming note, that was almost in the teacher's outstretched hand. "Protego!" who knew this old man had such quick reflexes? No fire touched the note. The note that was causing so much trouble was almost in the hands of an expectant professor. Hermione's heart sped up. Hermione longed for the unknown content of this note. Draco was also wishing that he had the note, it wasn't something he wanted to be common knowledge to the student body.

The note never touched the professor's hand, rather, it sent an electric spark through his arm, causing him to cry out in pain. The spark only lasted a few seconds, and Professor Wickliffe straightened up quickly. The note was suspended in the air. Draco and Hermione were standing, waiting for what might happen next. Heron Wickliffe's hair looked as if it had been rubbed with a balloon. The class was silent. Hermione quietly mumbled, "Accio note." The folded parchment bobbed right up to her. She took a deep breath and swiped it out of the air. Nothing happened. She shyly handed the paper back to Draco. He took it gratefully.

The Muggle Studies professor spoke in a shaky voice, still affected from the jolt. "Ten points from Gryffindor and Slytherin. March up to the Headmaster's office, you two." Hermione once again scrutinized the professor, he wasn't as angry as he should be, and there was an emotion in his eyes that didn't have to do with the event that just happened. Before Hermione could put a name to the hidden facial expression, her and Draco were forced to head out.

Draco and Hermione packed up, and headed out of the room dejectedly. As soon as they were out of the class's earshot, Draco exclaimed, swooping his fist in the air, "What a rush! Did you see the look on the hag's face?"

Hermione sighed. "We're in trouble, Malfoy. And yes, I saw his face, there's something weird going on."

"I wasn't talking about that look, but okay." Draco said, calming down a bit.

Hermione's eyebrows furrowed a fraction, "You saw that too?"

"Yup, the crazy loon's up to something."

"I would appreciate the stop of professor name-calling."

'Wow. How Hermione-ish. Hmm, the note I sent her wasn't that private, but Wickliffe had no right to take it from us, and read it to the class…well, if he got the chance--'

Malfoy's thoughts were interrupted by a frustrated Hermione.

"Shut up!"

"Huh? Did I say that aloud?" Malfoy was confused.

Hermione turned to him curiously. "What are you talking about?"

"You just told me to shut up."

"Did not."

"Did too."

"You're so immature. Wait, what did you say aloud?"

"Huh? You're off your rocker, Granger."

"That's probably because I've never had a rocker, Malfoy." Hermione snorted at her own lame joke.

"So, who'd you tell to shut up?"

"No-- ahh. No one."

"I see right through you Granger."

"I wasn't aware that I had become invisible."

"Shut up."

"See? Maybe you just heard yourself say shut up. It wasn't really me at all."

Malfoy got confused, maybe it really was him. "No! stop your little mind games. I know you know what I'm talking about."

Hermione just sighed. Malfoy walked right in front of her, planted his feet and faced her. "Tell me."

"Why are you so nosy?"

"Granger," Malfoy warned.

"You know, seeing you in that dress has really made you less threatening."

Draco cast his eyes down, he was a little embarrassed about that. Hermione saw this, and decided to tell him the truth. She wasn't aware she said the last part of that conversation out loud. However, she hoped that was the only thing he heard.

"I was saying shut up to Ginny."

Draco looked up again, confusedly looked around, and they began walking again. "She's not even here. What are you talking about?"

"Mind conversations, Malfoy."

"You can do that?"

"Yes. I have been for quite a while."

"How?"

"Errm…maybe another time I'll tell you."

The teens were by the stone gargoyles around the entrance to Dumbledore's office. Standing there, Draco and Hermione both realized that they didn't know the password. Draco tried his luck first, "Uhh, lemon drops?"

Hermione scoffed and Draco narrowed his eyes.

"That was too obvious. Chocolate frogs?"

"Pff, and that wasn't? Bertie Botts?"

The password guessing became a highly competitive.

"Err, Cockroach Clusters?"

"Pickle Swally!"

"That's not a candy!"

"Fine, Blood Pops!"

"You don't get to go twice!" Hermione screeched indignantly.

"The first one wasn't a candy."

"That's your problem! Fizzing Whizbees! Drooble's Gum!"

"Hey!"

"Now we're even."

"Jelly slugs!"

"Pumpkin pasty!!"

Both students were running out of ideas. There was a long pause.

"Canary Cream!!"

Hermione and Draco's voices became steadily louder until they were both yelling magical candies at the stubborn gargoyles that were now shaking with laughter.

"LICORICE WANDS!" Draco was sure this was the password, but he was wrong.

"SUGAR QUILLS!!" The gargoyles sprang apart, much to Malfoy's dismay. "Chyess! I just beat you, Malfoy."

"Yeah, because you cheated!"

"Ughh, why can't you just be a good-tempered loser, and admit defeat."

Draco didn't know what to say, so he settled with grumbling and glaring at Hermione.

Draco and Hermione both were about to knock on the door, but it sprang open for them before they could. Hermione walked in first, her head held high, with an air of confidence for winning the game. Malfoy walked in sullenly, his head slightly bowed. Dumbledore was surprised by the teens expressions and was immediately curious, but didn't let on that he was. As he usually offered anyone who visited his office, the headmaster held out the bowl of lemon drops. Surprising Dumbledore again, Malfoy took a handful and shoved them all into his mouth at once. Hermione politely declined, a smile still playing on her lips. Malfoy immediately regretted taking so many, his mouth puckered and his eyes started watering. The scene just added to Hermione's euphoric feelings.

After finishing the sour-sweet candy, Dumbledore couldn't contain his curiosity any longer. "Miss Granger, may I inquire as to why you clearly so happy, when you have been sent here for getting into trouble?"

"Err.." Hermione couldn't think up a good enough excuse, so she went with the truth, just to rub it in a bit more. "I won." she stated simply, leaving the Headmaster if not more confused than before.

"Care to elaborate?"

Through Dumbledore and Hermione's conversation, Malfoy was sulking.

"I beat Malfoy when guessing the correct password."

"Ahh, I thought I had heard some shouting."

At this, both teens look down with embarrassment, they hadn't been aware of their voice's volume, being so caught up in the competition.

Dumbledore continued, "Well, back to business. I daresay this is almost shocking, finding both of my Head students in my office for bad behavior. Professor Wickliffe has informed me of your.. 'unexplained magic', as he calls it. Can you tell me what caused this strange magic?"

For the first time in a while, Draco spoke, "Wickliffe tried to take my note."

"That's Professor Wickliffe, Mister Malfoy. A note that you were sending to Miss Granger?"

"Yes, sir."

There was an awkward pause as Dumbledore contemplated this information. No matter how the Headmaster tried, he could not prevent a smile from creeping to his aged face. Hermione looked at Dumbledore in deep thought, and Draco shifted in his seat, uncomfortable. Dumbledore spoke again, the teens having nothing to say.

"This magic was provoked by… how were you feeling at the time?"

Hermione's eyes shifted to the flowers on Dumbledore's desk. There were two. One was scarlet with a golden stem and streaked with brown, while the other was green with a silver stem, streaked with a white-blond color. The outline above the flower that had Gryffindor colors said 'thoughtful' while the Slytherin-resembling one said 'uneasy'.

Hermione answered Dumbledore with: "Shouldn't you already know?" Hermione nodded her head towards the flowers. Hermione's answer caught Draco's attention, and he too examined the flowers. "Brilliant Miss Granger, you have this figured out. Well, I don't see this accidental magic as anything either of you should be punished for. You may head to class." With that said and a gleaming twinkle in his eye, Dumbledore wrote two notes to excuse Draco and Hermione's tardiness.

Dumbledore POV-

'The plan is working already! I must have another meeting with my staff to tell them of this exciting news, and to keep up their efforts to reach ultimate House unity!'

I inserted another lemon drop into my mouth as I watch the flowers change as they left my office. The outline's of both of them changed to 'awkwardly happy'. I smiled again as I continued to think about the growing friendship of Mister Malfoy and Miss Granger.

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