The Ten Labors of Draco and Hermione
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Plus, as I said before, the idea for the chain comes from the Prank War by CrazyGirl 47. I had a theory about the chain while reading the Prank War and decided to use my idea in this story…
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Chapter 11 – Granger's Guide to Getting Detentions
Hermione stomped down the hallway, part of her screaming at her for yelling at Ron, and the other part of her being seized by a reckless daring. The reckless part of Hermione was glad to have let out all her anger on Ron and wanted to do something bold and prove that Hermione was no average bookworm. The sensible part of Hermione was going mad.
Draco was also torn apart. Part of him wanted to feel pity for Hermione and part of him wanted to laugh at what she did. And the last part of him felt like plotting something terrible against her for revenge for all the things she did to him.
Draco and Hermione found themselves at the library soon, and decided to research about the chain for a while. Hermione dreaded returning to class, but couldn't skip the rest of her classes because she still had to complete the task. She and Draco sat down and began pulling books off the shelves. So far, Hermione was completely stumped. The library had never failed her before!
Draco, on the other hand, had rarely been in the library and was still getting used to the sight of so many books and educational material. Needless to say, Draco was not a happy camper.
Almost a half an hour had gone by, and still no one had found anything. Hermione was muttering under her breath while reading to herself and Draco, who had gotten bored a long time ago, was casually flipping through books at random, pretending to look for information. Suddenly, Hermione looked up.
"It's time for Herbology," Hermione said, annoyed by the fact that all of the books she had looked through had been entirely useless.
"Hmm?" Draco said, pretending to have been consumed with the book.
"Let's go," Hermione said, dreading the outcome of her next class.
"Whatever you say," Draco said, tossing the book on a nearby table.
Hermione was too anxious to pick it up and put it where it belonged. The two of them walked to Herbology class in Greenhouse 3 and saw that class had already begun. Great, Hermione thought. More attention to me.
The two of them entered the greenhouse.
"Miss Granger and Mr. Malfoy," Professor Sprout said, slightly amused (she heard about what had happened earlier). "You're tardy. Ten points from Gryffindor and Slytherin!"
"What!" Hermione exclaimed, going into bad-girl mode again. "But Professor, that's so retarded! You're taking off points just because I walk into class like two minutes late!"
"Twenty-two minutes is more like it," Sprout said sternly. She had an idea what was coming…
"That is so unfair! Just because you don't have a social life you're taking it all out on us!" Hermione said. She was just getting started…
Hermione walked to an empty place at the end of the greenhouse and stood there. She crossed her arms and glared at Professor Sprout.
"Miss Granger, please lose your attitude so we can get started!" Sprout said, somewhat angry.
"Well, it's kind of hard when we have an old slug for a teacher you know!" Hermione said, much to the shock of the Hufflepuffs, who have not yet heard the story from Charms class.
"Fifty points from Gryffindor!" Sprout shouted, feeling insulted.
"OH YEAH, WELL LET'S MAKE IT SIXTY!" Hermione shouted from across the room. Everyone though she had lost it. They were right. All of Hermione's anger went flowing back to her and she was upset about everything, the chain, the love Howler, the chocolate hearts, and Hermione was taking out all her anger.
"DETENTION!" Sprout announced.
"FINE!" Hermione screamed and yet again raced out of her room, having accomplished what she was supposed to do.
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Once again, Hermione ran down the hallways, not a clue where she was going. Great, Hermione's sensible part thought. I'm doomed to be a bad girl forever!
Draco was sneaking glances at Hermione, feeling sorry for her, and also feeling glad that she had gotten what she deserved. Draco knew that making her get a detention in every class was a bit over the top, but had no idea how he could fix it. Part of him just wanted to keep torturing her. Suddenly, Draco had an idea. He stopped abruptly, but as yanked forward by Hermione's running.
"What!" Hermione snapped.
"If you don't want to do this, you can go to Dumbledore," Draco said slowly, still unsure of whether or not to help Hermione.
"Why are you telling me this?" Hermione wondered. She suspected that there was some unknown reason behind all this, but didn't know what Draco was up to.
"Because I feel sorry for making your life hell these past few days," Draco replied simply.
"Really?" Hermione said suspiciously.
"Seriously!" Draco said after seeing Hermione's look of doubt. "Don't worry, I'm still the arrogant, self-centered rich Slytherin brat you've always known, I just though, you know, maybe we can ask Dumbledore for a chance not to finish the task."
"Hmm… Okay, let's go," Hermione reluctantly agreed.
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