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Draco POV
It was the end of the first day, and I was already sick of it. We had to do our own laundry, had to get our own food, make our own beds, and study boring stuff.
But I was about to spark up my day a little bit.
I put a small package on Hermione's pillow, and smiled.
Suddenly, I heard the door open. I quickly dashed into my bathroom and closed the door.
I heard her soft footsteps. "Draco?" she called.
I flushed the toilet, hoping to make it look like I was in the bathroom for a reason, the opened the door and stepped out.
"Hey." I greeted, walking past her, to grab a bottle of firewhiskey.
"Oh isn't muggle week wonderful?" she asked. "It's so great being able to do this. Professor Burbage is a genius."
I scoffed. "I would've said a lunatic. After all, we are wizards. We have magic! We are different from muggles! Why do we care so much about how a muggle's everyday life is?" I asked, me eyebrows furrowing.
"Well I think it's nice." she said, quietly. She walked into her bedroom.
Within minutes, she walked out, holding her package.
"This was on my pillow." she said. "Do you heave any idea how it got there?" she asked.
I shrugged and looked away. "It was there when I got here." I said. "Maybe it's a gift celebrating muggle week." I suggested.
She frowned, but opened the package. She gasped.
"Oh Merlin! These chocolates are just like the ones that I saw when we were at home!" she said. She bit one, but immediately gagged.
"They taste nasty!" she exclaimed.
"They're supposed to." I said, grinning.
She looked at me in horror. "What are these?" she demanded.
"They're a sort of muggle candy filled with Polyjuice Potion." I said, evilly.
He horrified expression turned deadly. "Why you-!" she said.
"-incredibly sexy man with talent, great hair, and money?" I suggested.
She shook her head. "I'd go with you're a dead man." she screamed, and she pounced on me.
I dashed out of the room with Hermione right behind me.
"Be glad I don't have my wand!" she threatened.
"I am!" I yelled back. Man, she runs fast for someone in a skirt.
"Draco!" she called, but this time, her voice was much deeper. I grinned. It was working.
"Stop right there!" called a voice. Professor McGonagall was heading towards us. Both Hermione and I slowed down, and stopped.
"Sorry professor." I said, bowing my head down.
"It better not happen again." she said, haughtily. "What were you two thinking? Draco, Blaise, I'd think you had more sense in you."
Hermione froze. "Blaise?" she repeated.
McGonagall turned to her. "Why yes. And-good grief! Mr. Zabini, why are you wearing the girl's uniform?" asked Professor McGonagall.
Hermione opened her mouth, but suddenly, Professor Dumbledore appeared, calling her.
"Never mind. Blaise, change into something, suitable, and walk." she said, walking away.
Hermione glared at me. "Blaise?" she asked, acidly.
"Well, his hair sample was easiest to get." I shrugged.
"What the hell?" asked a voice.
I turned to see the real Blaise staring at me and Hermione with shock and horror. "Who are you are why are you in my body, wearing a skirt?"
"Ask Malfoy." she said, acidly.
Both Blaises stared at me. I began running for my life.
The next day, we gathered in the Great Hall for breakfast, when Headmaster Dumbledore called our attention.
I was in a horrible mood. I was extremely pissed, and I didn't get any sleep.
"Good morning everyone. I hope that you all are enjoying your muggle week." he said. Most Slytherins booed, including me, but everyone else cheered.
They're all insane.
"Today, there will be no classes. Instead, we will be going to a beach, where muggles enjoy themselves." he said.
I rolled my eyes.
"I'm so excited!" said Hermione. "I haven't been to a beach in a while. I wonder what this beach will be like! Maybe we'll see different types of fish. Oh! Maybe even dolphins!" she gasped. "What do you think-"
I cut her off. I was annoyed. "Look, Hermione. I don't CARE." I said.
She looked at me. "Come on Draco! Don't be such a party pooper. This will be fun." she grabbed my arm.
I snapped. I pulled away. "Get your hands off me, mudblood. I hate this, so GET OVER IT!" I shouted at her.
As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted them.
Her face looked more hurt than I had ever seen.
She just backed away, and ran out of the room.
I punched the wall.
"I am so stupid!" I growled.
We all got into the Great Hall, and in pairs, we headed to this beach through portkeys.
I touched a goblet, and suddenly, I was teleported to a warm, sunny, sandy area.
The warmth felt good.
I pulled off my shirt and robe, leaving my swim trunks on. Green and Black of course. I looked around for Hermione, ignoring the girls who were staring at me, drooling.
I found her with the Weaslette far away from where I was. I almost drooled myself when I saw her.
She was wearing a two-piece red swim thing that I believe muggles call a "Bikini" or something.
She was beautiful.
What the hell, Draco? Snap out of it!
I walked towards her. "Hi." I said.
Hermione looked at me, but as soon as she saw it was me, her smile vanished, and she turned away and walked in the opposite direction.
I sat down in the sand and sighed.
"Mate, what did you do?" asked Blaise.
"I accidentally said a couple of things I didn't mean." I told him.
"Well they must have been really bad. Hermione looks really upset." he said, sitting down next to me.
"Yeah." I said. I watched Hermione and the Weaslette go into the water.
"So how do you feel about that?" he asked me.
"Well, I wish I could take them back." I said.
"What exactly did you say?" he asked.
"Well, I think the thing that got her the most upset was that I called her mudblood on accident." I said.
Blaise sighed. "Mate, I have no idea why so many girl drool over you. You're a jerk." he said.
I punched him in the arm. "Maybe, but I'm sexy, so it's ok." I grinned.
"Your logic is wonderful." he said, sarcastically. He laid back. "I kinda like this place. Warm. Nice. Sunny. Peac-" he was interrupted with by a scream.
We both turned in the direction to see the Weaselette shrieking. "HERMIONE!" she cried.
I immediately sprang to my feet, and stiffened. I watched Hermione slowly go under the water, frozen, as if she couldn't move.
I acted reflexively. I dashed into the water, diving into the cool water. The waves pushed me back a little bit, but I pushed myself forward.
The water made my vision very blurry, but I somehow made out Hermione's shape floating unconsciously in the water, her long brown hair flowing around her. I grabbed her outstretched arm, and pulled her towards me, grabbing her waist. I pulled both of us up to the surface.
I took a huge breath of air, and I swam to the beach.
I laid her out on the sand, and coughed, getting water out of my system.
A group was collecting around Hermione and me.
I saw Professor McGonagall make her way in front of the crowd. She pulled her wand out, and put it to Hermione's throat. She tapped Hermione's throat 3 times, and suddenly, a huge jet of water spurted out of her throat.
Hermione, to my relief, coughed a couple of times, and her eyes fluttered open.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss Granger, are you alright?" asked McGonagall.
She nodded feebly, trying to get up, but she collapsed in Ginny's arms, drifting back into unconsciousness.
"She's just sleeping." said McGonagall. She directed her attention to me. "Mr. Malfoy, are you alright?"
I nodded, coughing a few more times.
I honestly wasn't feeling so well, but Hermione was alright, and that was all that mattered.
Wait. What am I thinking? Why is Hermione the only thing that mattered to me now?
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