Looks Can Be Deceiving
Draco was released from the hospital wing not twenty minutes later with a lump the size of a golf ball on the side of his head that Madam Pomfry had said would heal in a day or two. So he was currently storming through the halls of Hogwarts scaring first years and earning strange glances from other people – after all he had just won the match he should be celebrating, not looking like he was about to hex someone into oblivion.
Most of the school was a buzz following the Slytherin Seekers dramatic fall but nobody understood exactly what had caused it … the most popular rumour was that the Ravenclaw Seeker had hexed him after the easy victory but it had yet to be proven. But everyone was a little afraid to ask him exactly what had happened and just stayed out of his way as he took the marble staircase two steps at a time.
He managed to avoid anyone the rest of his way to his dormitory and when he arrived he had to pause for a moment almost frightened to enter in case he found something that would send him over the edge, like Hermione and Ron on the couch or something equally as wrong. Steeling himself for the worst he entered and closed the door his back remaining to the rest of the room.
"Draco, you're back" came the soft purr behind him. He dropped his head to the wooden door as he felt his anger creep up on him.
"Did you win the match?" she asked next and he heard her approach him.
"You know the answer to that" he said through gritted teeth, he all but stopped breathing when he felt her hand skim along the back of his neck and when she let it trail down his spine he had to suppress the shudder as his blood run cold. Despite his blinding anger and pain at her betrayal his body couldn't help but respond to her ministrations as she leaned into him and reached a hand around to grasp his semi hard member.
"Let go of me" he gasped trying to spin around but she held him against the door using her entire body weight to pin him to the wood.
"You know you like this" she practically growled unzipping his pants and slipping a hand in to get a better grasp around him.
"Don't … let go of me now. I don't want to have to hurt you" he gritted out shutting his eyes and willing himself not to respond but it was no use and she began to pump her hand along his length. He groaned and finally decided that this was just wrong. He reached down and grabbed her wrist in an almost crushing embrace making her cry out in pain.
He spun around so quickly she was taken off guard and he twisted her arm around so her wrist was resting in the small of her back.
"I told you to let me go" he whispered menacingly in her ear before he shoved her away from him and stormed out of the common room slamming his bathroom door behind him. He braced his hands against the bathroom sink and took a few deep breaths willing his anger to subside and his erection to go down. He really on succeeded with the latter and when he felt like he wasn't going to hit something he left the bathroom.
Hermione was nowhere in sight so he decided to get out of his Quidditch uniform, the sight that confronted him when he entered his room made him freeze.
"Get Out" he said through gritted teeth. Hermione just shifted and lifted herself on her elbows wearing nothing but a seductive grin.
"You don't want me?" she asked raising an eyebrow. His eyes went wide as he watched the brunette bend her knees and spread her legs exposing herself.
"No I don't. Infact I want you out of here. Go and annoy Weasley if you really want it that much" he spat refusing to move from the doorway and looking at her with distain.
"Ron? I don't want that git. I want you Dracie-poo" she pouted. Draco frowned she had never called him that before, something wasn't right.
"Hermione …"
"Yes Darling" she asked biting her lip and gave him another 'come-hither' look.
"Do I have to take the whip to you again?" he asked approaching the bed slowly. He could smell her arousal as he got closer and a look of pure lust flashed in her eyes.
"Merlin, I love it when you whip me" she purred tracing one firm breast with a lock of hair, flicking it playfully against the hardened nipple. The Slytherins eyes narrowed and he took his wand from his pocket and muttered a quick binding charm.
"I never whipped Hermione. Who are you?" he asked taking a step away from the naked woman on the bed with a look of horror as vile curses spilled from her mouth.
"Fine if you won't tell me I'm going to get Dumbledore" he said with a look of disdain before once again leaving his bedroom. He was just approaching the common room exit when the door slammed so hard against the stone wall it sounded as if it would splinter. There stood Harry levitating two people behind him, Draco stepped back to let him. He levitated the figures to the couch and stood back murmuring a quick binding spell.
Draco looked down in shock at the two prone figures. One was Ron Weasley the other was Hermione. He looked from her to her replica through the open bedroom door in stunned disbelief.
"But – what?" he asked his head swivelling several times.
"Is that the real Hermione?" He finally asked a disgusted looking Harry.
"No I don't know where she is. Ron took her." At this point more people burst into the common room. This time is was the remaining seventh years from Gryffindor and Slytherin.
"We came as soon as we realised" Neville wheezed holding out a vial to Harry who unstopped the lid and experimentally tasted a drop, nodding as if confirming something.
"What the hell is going on?" Draco finally yelled over the noise of the common room, the group of students had just noticed the naked 'Hermione' bound to the bed.
"You've been tricked Malfoy" Harry said turning to him, "Ron and Pansy brewed a Polyjuice potion and used it to trick you into thinking Hermione had cheated on you" he said
"So who's that?" he asked pointing to his bedroom he was still a little confused but his heart felt much lighter.
"Um were not sure exactly" said Ginny stepping in. "Someone else must have taken the potion" she sat down on the couch next to her brother and flicked his nose.
The next second the crowd of seventh years were parted and in strode a very annoyed looking Professor Snape followed by Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore. Snape strode directly to the couches and knelt by the Hermione impostor, extracting a vile of purple liquid he forced it down her throat then stepped back. Everyone gasped in shock as not Pansy Parkinson was revealed but Colin Creevey.
"Oh my god! Ron made out with Colin" Ginny cried jumping up to stand by Harry looking at her brother in horror.
"Professor McGonagall can you please cover that girl before I administer the antidote" Snape asked in a bored tone, seemingly unfazed by the scene on the couch.
"Certainly" and she moved into Draco bedroom to cover the other Hermione with a throw rug before Snape repeated the process and this time it was Pansy who was revealed.
"It would seem …" Dumbledore said slowly looking at everyone in turn "That some unsavoury behaviour has been going on"
"How did you know Professor?" Harry asked Dumbledore
"We are more than aware of the goings on in this school. We choose only to interfere when necessary. It came to our attention late this morning that Mr Weasley and Miss Parkinson were planning something but it was observed that they had parted ways less than amicably and Mr Weasley was forced to find someone else to execute his deception"
"Who better than Mr Creevey to help him" Professor McGonagall sniffed in disdain.
"Indeed, and it would appear that Miss Parkinson devised a plan of her own to come between our Head Students and took some of the Polyjuice potion for herself" Dumbledore concluded.
"This is all well and good Professor. But where is Hermione?" Draco growled his fists clenched by his sides.
"About that Draco … we asked around and no one has seen her since this morning" Blaise said gently. Draco looked at him blankly for a second before leaving the room at a run.
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