A/N: So I am officially picking up this story again. This chapter is just a filler until I get my thoughts together about how to continue. If anybody has any ideas, suggestions, or criticism please don't hesitate to share them.
Draco stalked down the hallway with an ugly scowl on his face. The mere sight of his face made any younger students ,who might have usually bantered with him about his infamous relationship with Hermione Granger, scatter.
However, if those said students did decide to risk angering Head Boy, they would have found him to be in a pleasant mood despite the rather unpleasant look on his face. Draco had an unfortunate habit of looking like a deranged baboon when he was pondering something particularly quarrelsome, a habit that Hermione had commented upon before he left the Head Common Room.
Draco reposed his thoughts on the troublesome conundrum that occupied his mind and chuckled softly at the memory of Hermione attempting to put a smile on his face, but the issue that irked his mind came back and his face quickly went back to its baboon like state.
He continued in this manner to the Great Hall to meet Hermione for dinner, after of course his detour to the Dungeons.
Draco stomped down the dank, cool steps leading to the Dungeon without regard for how much noise he was making, nor did he focus on his surroundings thanks to the distraction on his mind.
So as dark shapes fluttered around him he continued on, oblivious to the danger.
Sensing Draco's ignorance the shapes made their move…
Hermione waited impatiently for her boyfriend in the now nearly empty Hall. She drummed her fingers on the worn wooden table and continually scowled at the massive doors thinking about what sort of punishment she would inflict on her tardy boyfriend.
She was now deciding between two particular nasty spells, one which would make him particularly attractive to leprechauns and the other which would make him particularly itchy in places that would be especially embarrassing to scratch in public.
Hermione straightened up when she saw the doors crack open and deepened her scowl. Her scowl faded when she saw Professor McGonagall rush in.
"Ms. Granger! Come quick, there's been an accident."