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The Irresistibility Potion

Chapter 11

Ginny turned around and punched Pansy straight on her nose. Pansy turned back to face her. "You're gonna pay for that!" she hissed and pulled Ginny's hair.

Blaise tried to pull the girls off of each other.

Draco was confused, he didn't care about those girls; he just cared about what had happened to Hermione. Without anybody seeing him, he ran out of the bathroom, after Hermione. He noticed some girls walking towards the bathroom and had an urge to run back and tell them to stop fighting, but he was much more concerned about Hermione. He kept on running until he saw a glimpse of her red dress run out of the front doors of Hogwarts. He ran after her and she ran far until she finally fell next to an old oak tree, deep in the forest. "Granger!" he called.

He finally reached her. "Granger, get up!"

Hermione just lay there, almost lifeless, but her chest was moving so Draco knew that she wasn't dead. "Stop ignoring me."

Hermione slowly opened her eyes and as sad as they were, she looked up at him.

"Look I didn't mean to upset you about the dress thing, OK?" he said, slightly worried.

She just kept staring at him. The dance flashed through her mind. Their first kiss. Their first dance. The dungeon room flashed through her mind. Their first time.

"Who did you go to the dance with, Draco?" she asked, saying his name clearly so he would realise that she wasn't calling him by his last name.

He realised that he couldn't remember. At all. He got down and sat next to her. Her gaze stayed on him. "Uhm…Pansy?"

Hermione snickered to herself. "It would be the obvious choice, wouldn't it?"

Draco looked at her and frowned; "What are you going on about Granger?!" he snapped.

"Where were you this afternoon DRACO?!" she cried as she sat up and looked at him.

Draco looked down at the ground, breaking her gaze.

He realised again, he didn't know.

He shook his head. Hermione smiled, deep hurt in her eyes when he looked at her again.

"You were with a girl you said you loved." She reminded him. She got up and walked back to the castle.

Draco watched her. She was incredibly confusing to him. Also incredibly beautiful, especially in that dress. He shook his head. What was he thinking? It was Hermione Granger, for Merlin's sake! He knew he had feelings for her, but this was completely ridiculous! She glimpsed at him over her shoulder as she walked and then looked back again. His heart skipped a beat.

Hermione meant herself.

Draco somehow let her know how he felt and he was determined to know how she found out.

Just as Ginny washed up the blood with her wand she heard;

"Miss Weasly! Miss Parkinson! In my office. NOW!" Professor Dumbledore said in a rare moment of unexpected rage.

The two girls froze for a second, then gave each other ugly sneers as they followed the headmaster. "You too Mr Zabini…" Dumbledore said behind him.

Blaise unfolded his arms and raised his hands in confusion; "But Profess…"

"NOW Zabini!"

With that Blaise almost fell over his feet as he followed too. Students were standing around, whispering to each other –looking at the entire scene. Ginny noticed her brothers and Harry standing nearby. "I'm sorry…" she mouthed at them in sheer desperation.

They didn't look mad, just curious and scared for her.

They continued to walk, when they finally made it into Dumbledore's office. He sat down on his chair and gestured to the students to take their seats as the chairs slid their way underneath the three students.

"Explain children." He said and looked at all three.

Instantly all three of them were talking at the same time. Pointing fingers, mocking each other's words, pulling faces –"Enough!" Dumbledore yelled at once.

Silence.

"Mr Zabini, what happened?"

"Blaise doesn't know sir." Ginny said firmly.

Dumbledore shifted his attention to Ginny. "Then you tell me, Miss Weasly."

Ginny swallowed hard. Pansy was giving her a dirty look.

"Well…" she said and saw Pansy looking down, feeling ashamed of what had happened. "…Uhm…I stole Pansy's spell book, in class this morning. I was going to return it, you see…I just heard some students over-talking the other day and they said it contained some sort of…love-potion, so I just though I might try it. Of coarse, I didn't find anything, so I was about to leave the bathroom when Pansy found me there and demanded it back. So I retaliated." She lied, convincingly.

Dumbledore raised his eyebrow. He knew it wasn't the truth, but she made a big effort to tell him that story, so he decided to let them off the hook.

"It was a foolish thing for you to believe in such a thing as a love potion, Miss Weasly, but I understand that all witches and wizards do seek it, some way or another. All I will be doing is taking 5 points from Gryffindor and 5 points from Slytherin and all three of you will have detention for a week."

Their faces dropped as he said it, like it was not a punishment. At least they didn't get expelled. "You may leave now."

They turned to leave and Pansy walked up to Ginny.

"Thanks." She said, under her breath.

Ginny nodded; "I only did it, because I'm sure Blaise doesn't want to find out like that. You have to tell him the truth, not me."

Pansy turned to look at Blaise who was a few feet away from her. She nodded and walked up to him.

Ginny didn't want to see how it was going to end and walked up to the Gryffindor common room.

"Blaise, can I speak with you for a moment?"

"If you're going to tell me what the hell happened really…then sure!" he snapped.

"Well, just promise me you won't tell Draco…it's my place to tell him. Not yours."

"OK Parkinson! Get to the point." He rushed her.

With that Pansy told him everything, from the potions, to the side effects, to the dance night and his attempted suicide night. Surprisingly, she told him the truth.

He frowned; "I don't believe you."

"Believe what you want, I'm just updating you on what happened. Why would I lie about it?"

"Well according to yourself, you made an 'irresistibility potion', didn't you Pansy? Anything's possible with you it seems." He said sarcastically.

"Go to hell Blaise!" she growled.

"Sure, just don't follow me, OK?" he said and walked off to the Slytherin common room.

She rolled her eyes and walked behind him.

He snapped a look back at her.

"I'm in the same common room as you, arsehole." She pointed out.

He shrugged and walked on.

The next day Hermione sat at the table with Ron, Harry, Ginny, George and Fred in The Great Hall.

"Did you straighten your hair this morning Hermione?" Ginny asked, looking at Hermione's still-perfect locks.

Hermione shook her head. "It's odd, but my hair is still falling the way I want it to."

"You're still gorgeous too, not that I'm saying you weren't before…you know what I mean, right 'Moine?" George said nervously, like he was messing up.

Hermione chuckled; "Yeah I get ya, George."

"At least you're smart again, nothing wrong with being pretty and smart." Ginny smiled.

"Which reminds me, will you help me with my Transfiguration assignment Hermione? It's bloody torture." Ron asked.

"Sure Ron, what's the assignment about?"

"It's all about the history of transfiguration…absolutely bloody boring!"

Harry laughed; "I have an even worse assignment for History of Muggles…" he challenged Ron; "…it's all about Muggle Mathematics."

There were grunts along the table. Hermione and Ginny laughed.

"Honestly Harry, I would take Muggle Mathematics over our studies any day." Ginny said.

"Not me, too many confusing numbers and letters that make absolutely no sense at all." Harry continued.

"Alright, I'll help you too." Hermione laughed.

Then the Slytherin table caught her attention. Draco was staring at her. He looked like he was trying to figure something out. Pansy was talking to him, but he was completely ignoring her.

"Draco! Are you listening to me?" she ended up asking him.

Draco snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Pansy. "Huh?"

"I said…" she said in frustration; "…oh never mind."

"I'm listening." Draco told her, slightly annoyed.

"Your mother wrote to me, she said I must keep an eye on what you're eating because she believes you're becoming a little porky." She told him.

Draco looked at her with a terrible frown on his face.

"She hasn't seen me the whole year, how would she know?"

Pansy sighed; "I sent my owl to deliver some photos I had taken of you at school for her."

He looked her up and down in disgust; "You're a stalker, Parkinson. Seriously."

He pushed his food aside and continued looking at Hermione, she had noticed him looking, but he kept his gaze on her. He noticed that her hair wasn't frizzy anymore, instead it was lusciously wavy. Her skin too, it had a sort of glow about it now. He couldn't help but be absolutely taken aback by how gorgeously she had grown up since the first time he met her. He had to be with her…speak to her…something!

Pansy noticed how he was looking at her and she knew she had to do something…he was hers and nobody else's.

"Draco, skip Herbology this morning with me, I need to speak to you about something."

Draco looked at her with pure boredom in his expression; "Fine."