A/N- Hey everyone! Sorry this took so long, I was sick for three days last week, and sort of lost my inspiration. Also, I had a lot of make up homework. ::Mutters angrily about stupid grad standards:: On top of a Christmas concert. I added a little romance, and a bit of a "shouting match." Thanks to all of you reviewers! Enjoy!
Bonded Together ~03~
By: Burrow Gurl
Draco and Hermione walked down to the Great Hall, where Professor McGonagall was waiting for them. She gestured for them to follow her, and proceeded to lead them to a room next to the Great Hall.
"This is where you will be eating," she told them. "Your food will appear when you tap your wands to the plates. Please come to the Great Hall tomorrow morning, Professor Dumbledore would like to talk with you. Remember, you are excused from all classes today, and please behave." With this, McGonagall left.
Hermione glanced at Draco, then sat down at the table. Draco followed in suit. They stared at each other for a couple minutes, then looked away. Draco tapped his wand on the plate in front of him, and sure enough, food appeared. Hermione did the same, and they both started eating. They ate in silence, every now and then glancing at one another. When they were both done eating, they got up and walked back to the Gryffindor common room. Neither of them said a word to each other. When they got to the picture of the Fat Lady, Hermione muttered the password. As they walked in, all of the Gryffindors that were in there stopped what they were doing and stared at Draco and Hermione.
"What, didn't Harry tell you?" asked Hermione, irritably. "Something happened in Potions, and now Draco and I are stuck together. Quit staring and get back to work, or what ever else you were doing before I take points off you! Remember, I am a prefect!" she snapped. Everyone looked at her in shock, including Draco, but actually listened to her and got back to whatever they were doing. Hermione went to their room, with Draco muttering the password. They went inside, and were greeted by darkness.
"Lumos room totalus!" Draco muttered, and instantly the room lit up.
"Oh, thanks," Hermione said. "I need to study."
"No prob, I need to also," he answered. Where did that come from? They both sat on their beds, and started working. Draco finished before Hermione did, so he muttered the separating spell and went into the common room. Thankfully, it was empty, as everyone else was at class. Draco sat down on one of the chairs by the fire. As he sat, staring at the fire, the portrait swung open and Harry and Ron came into the common room.
"Great," thought Draco. "Just what I need, Potty and the Weasel coming in here."
"Hey Malfoy," shouted Ron. "Where is Herm?"
"Oh, you mean the Mudblood? She is in the room. Why? I thought you were going out with someone. Or are you now into Muggle-borns?" Draco said in a cold, drawling voice.
"Watch it Malfoy," said Harry, as he fought to restrain Ron. "Do remember that you are in enemy territory for the next three months. I don't think that any Gryffindors will put up with your way of speaking, not to mention Hermione herself."
"Thanks Potter. I REALLY needed reminding about that," snapped Draco. Hermione then came into the common room as the spell was wearing off.
"What is going on here?" she asked.
"What do you think, Herm? Malfoy, as usual, insulting everyone and anyone," answered Ron.
"Better watch it, Weasley. Remember that I now have the password to the Gryffindor Tower. If you aren't careful, I could slip, and tell the Slytherins," Draco said, his eyes blazing.
"You wouldn't, Malfoy. You would get into too much trouble," said Harry.
"How could it be proved that I said it?" asked Draco, innocently.
"Easy enough. Who else would do it?" said Harry.
"Guys, just shut up! No one is going to repeat the password to anyone!" Hermione said, getting in-between Harry and Draco. Harry, what time is it?"
"4:00pm, Herm. Why?"
"Damn! Draco, how long were we studying?"
"HERMIONE! Since when are you on first name basis with Malfoy?" exclaimed Ron.
"Oh, um…" she trailed off, unable to come up with a reason. Why had she, anyway?
"Well, Potter, we figured that since we are stuck together for three months, it would be easier to be on a first name basis," Draco snapped. "Why must you have an explanation about everything?"
Harry and Ron looked at each other, and Harry said, "Because Hermione is our best friend, and we don't want her to get hurt."
"Yeah, so we are protective of her," said Ron.
"How sweet. When are the rest of the Gryffindors coming in? I do not want to be in here when they get here."
"Oh, by my calculations, Malfoy, any second one," said Harry.
"Fine. Hermione, are you going to stay out here? If you are, you are saying the spell, not me."
"Yeah, I think I will." She muttered the spell, and Draco went to their room. Harry and Ron came and sat down next to Hermione. They started to talk.
"Herm, what are you going to do about classes?" Harry asked.
"Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore are going to figure that out. We will get our schedule tomorrow morning. Dumbledore wants to talk to us then, so…" she trailed off.
"I hope you get in the Gryffindor classes, Herm. I don't really think that Professor McGonagall or Professor Dumbledore would put you in the Slytherin classes, not with the way they feel about Gryffindors, and Muggle-borns for that matter," Harry said.
"Yeah, ditto," said Ron. "Not that I am jumping for joy about the whole 'Malfoy being in all of our classes' scenario."
Just then, a few first year Gryffindors came into the room. One of them, Rose Mellugan, tentatively came up to the three, and asked Hermione, "Aren't you the girl that got stuck with Draco Malfoy?"
"Oh jeez, is that who I am known as now? The girl that got stuck with Draco Malfoy?" Hermione muttered angrily. "Yes, I am, Rose, right?" Rose nodded. "Why do you want to know?"
"Oh, I was wondering. There were a couple of Slytherin sixth years or something talking about it in the hall by the library. Something about how Draco has to suffer three months with the stupid bushy haired (a/n- is that a word?) mudblood prefect Granger," Rose said, then quickly shut her mouth. "I'm sorry!" she squeaked, turning beet red. "I shouldn't have said that!" She scurried away, her face still blazing.
"Oh, that is really nice. I'll bet you five galleons that it was Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle that were talking," Hermione said, her eyes blazing. Just then, she started to move towards her and Draco's room. "Shit, the time is up! Allway invisibilousay ondbay ogethertay!" She stopped moving towards the room, and walked back over to Harry and Ron. "This is going to take some getting use to," Hermione muttered to Harry and Ron, who nodded in agreement.
They talked for a half-hour, every ten minutes Hermione saying the spell to keep her and Draco separated. When all of Hermione's spells were used up, she went back to her room. When she got in there, Hermione noticed that Draco was asleep. She couldn't help but go over and look at him.
He is really cute looking when he is asleep, she thought to herself. So innocent looking. Oh my God, I can't believe I just thought that!
"Well," said the little voice in her head, "It is true. He is cute when he is sleeping, and just as cute when he is awake. You just don't want to admit it!"
Oh, shut up you! She thought angrily, not wanting to admit that it indeed was true. She laid down on her bed, and suddenly fell asleep.
Draco sat up and looked around the room. He got out of bed, and walked around to Hermione's bed. As he gazed upon her sleeping form, he couldn't help but think She is so pretty when she is asleep. I wonder why I didn't notice it before… oh my God! I can not believe I just thought that!
"Are you sure?" said the voice in his head. "You like her, you just don't want to admit it!"
No, that is NOT true! He thought angrily. I do not like her. Now shut up! Draco went back to his bed, and started thinking. What if it is true? It can't be. My father would kill me. It is not true.
***BING*** The clock struck six. Time for dinner. Draco got up, and walked around to Hermione's bed. "Hermione, it is time to get up," he said, shaking her gently awake. She opened her eyes, and stared at him. Those eyes! They both thought to themselves. Both snapped out of the trance. "What, Draco?" she asked, startled about what she just did. "Oh, it is time for dinner," he answered, just as started as she was about what he did. "It is already? How long did I sleep?" she wondered. "Oh, about an hour, hour and a half or so. Are you hungry?" Draco said. "Yeah, are you?" Hermione asked him. "Yeah, lets go."
They walked down to the room by the Great Hall, bumping into Pansy on the way down there.
"Hello Pansy," Draco said.
"Hello Draco," Pansy answered, shooting murderous glares at Hermione.
"What is the matter, Pansy?" Hermione asked.
"What do you think? My poor Draco is stuck with the likes of you for three months! I am very pissed off about it! I think that he is too, aren't you, Draco. You see, Draco is one that can get a potion right!" Pansy shouted at Hermione.
"Pansy, I'll talk to you later. Come on, Hermione; let's go eat. Later, Pansy!" Draco said, dragging Hermione to the room, knowing that a fight was in the making. Both Hermione and Pansy were muttering about how they would pay the next day. Draco and Hermione quickly ate, then went back to the common room. When they got in their room, Hermione said to Draco, "Could you say one of your spells? I used mine all up, and I want to get ready for bed. It has been a long day."
"You want to go to bed already? You just woke up from a nap!" Draco exclaimed.
"Oh, yeah. Well, I'll just read for a while then. What did you plan on doing?" Hermione said, a little embarrassed.
"I was going to write some letters." Draco sat down on his bed, and started writing. Hermione sat down on her bed, writing a mysterious letter to someone. When she was done, she said, "Draco, do you think that we could go to the Owlery? I need to mail this letter."
"I need to go myself. Now, is this coming from the one who wanted to go to bed not an hour ago?" he asked her.
"Never mind about that," Hermione said, blushing. "Let's just go." They both got up and went to the owlery. They passed Peeves on the way up, who started chanting, "Drakie and Mudblood, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby in a baby carriage!" He started laughing hysterically, then went down the opposite corridor.
Draco and Hermione looked at each other, then continued on to the owlery. Hermione took one of the school owls, then whispered the recipient to the owl, also telling the owl to deliver the message the next day. The owl hooted sleepily then flew up to the owl post thing, for messages to be delivered at a later date.
"Finished?" asked Draco.
"Yeah, let's go back." They walked to the common room, and went to their room.
"Hermione, I think I'm going to get ready for bed." Draco muttered the spell, and Hermione asked, "Who gets the bathroom first?" "You can, I'll get ready out here," Draco told her. They got ready for bed, and then got into bed.
"Night Draco," Hermione said. Then she fell asleep.
Where did that come from? Draco thought to himself. "Yeah, you too." He then also fell asleep.
The next morning, Hermione woke up first. She muttered the spell, then got ready. She was dressed and getting her stuff ready when Draco woke up.
"Morning Draco," Hermione said to him.
"Yeah, really," Draco said to her.
Looks like Draco isn't a morning person, Hermione thought to herself. "Draco, you better get ready. Remember, Professor Dumbledore wanted to talk with us." Draco stumbled out of bed, then muttered the spell. He got ready, and they went to the Great Hall. When they arrived, mail was being delivered. Hermione and Draco stood at the doors, and an owl came over to them. It dropped a red envelope into Hermione's hands. "Oh no!" she exclaimed. But, apparently, Hermione wasn't the only one that got a Howler. Pansy had also gotten one, and they exploded with shouts at the same time.
"YOU STUPID MUDBLOOD! HOW DARE YOU CALL YOURSELF A PREFECT! IF YOU ARE SO SMART, THEN WHY DID YOUR POTION SCREW UP? HOW DARE YOU HUMILIATE DRACO LIKE THIS!" shouted Hermione's howler. At the same time, Pansy's was shouting, "YOU DUMB PUG-NOSED SNIPE! IT ISN'T MY FALT THE POTION GOT SCREWED UP! I COPIED THE INSTRUCTIONS DOWN RIGHT! AND YOU BETTER STAY AWAY FROM ME THE REST OF THE YEAR!" Both howlers kept on for three minutes, and then exploded into flames at the same time. The hall exploded into laughter. Everyone, except for Hermione and Pansy were laughing. Even Snape had started laughing. After Dumbledore had stopped laughing, he stood up to make an announcement.
"Well, I must say that is a new school record. No two students have ever sent howlers to each other on the same day. Congratulations, Miss Granger and Miss Parkinson. Now, everyone, calm down and enjoy your meal." He came over to Hermione and Draco, and told them to follow him. They went followed Dumbledore to his office, where he told them to sit down.
"Now, Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger, you must be wondering why I asked to talk to you. It is about your schedule. I understand that you take Divination, Mr. Malfoy, and that you take Arithmancy Miss Granger. The only solution to that is that you will have to sit in with each other's classes, then. There is nothing I can do about that. Otherwise, you will both be taking classes with the Gryffindor sixth years," Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling. "Mr. Malfoy, you may find this upsetting, but it was the best solution, and since you are staying in Gryffindor Tower, we found that it would be appropriate. You are excused, and have an enjoyable day." He showed them to the door, and then brought them down to the hall. Neither Draco nor Hermione were exactly pleased. Sure, it was okay with Hermione that they would be taking classes with the Gryffindors, but now she would have to sit and listen to Trelawney making a bunch of phony death predictions. Draco, however, was upset that he would have to take classes with the Gryffindors. Damn! Now I have to be in class with Potter and Weasley all day long! At least they aren't in my Divination class, or Hermione's Arithmancy class. I just wish that we could be in class with the Slytherins. Oh well. They would probably just laugh and make snide comments about Hermione all during classes. Damn, when did I become so watchful of her well being? I must be going crazy. Yeah, that's it, crazy. It's not like I am attracted to her, or anything. Or am I?
A/N- Done! It is only 9:18pm Central American time, but… Hope you liked it! I made it a bit longer than usual, but I was told to make these longer. Thanks to Tessie, Sanna, and everyone else who reviewed! I really appreciate it! Any comments and/or suggestions for the upcoming chapters are greatly appreciated. I will take anything into consideration, except for changing the couple! =) Please read/review. Oh, and if you want to keep reading the series, just put me on author alert. I will post about once a week, depending on how busy my schedule is. Thanks for reading!
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