CHAPTER V

Fudge for the Evil

a/n: now, for this chapter, you have to like the whole Hermon/draco thing. It's funny, not dramatic. (like I could write dramatic! j/k) and really remember that Draco really doesn't embarress easily. And yes, in this chapter, there is one of my hidden messages about relationships and friends. Read and you'll see! R&R!

(Once again-a chapter starting with people talking and you're starting in the middle of it. That must get annoying.) "So I knew he wouldn't want me to tell anyone. It was a bit of a risk, but it was well worth it." I was talking to Hermon at lunch. Ron was sitting with us, but we were the only ones at the table. The three of us knew it was because of Ron, but no one said it.

Ron was eating remarkably clean, for someone laughing like that. Hermon, on the other hand, was a mess. Speggitti sause was all over her face. At the Slytherin table Malfoy had the same problem, but also a fudge bar was stuck to his back, and he was trying desperatly to get it off.

"A bit of a risk? Harry-you idiot! You could have cost us the House Cup this year! You just can't yell at Snape like that! But...I guess it was rather manly. You know-"

"Oh no you don't! I will not let you suduce me! We're friends, and if anything messed that up, it would always be awkward. We'll have more fun together if we stay friends."

Hermon pouted but said nothing. She was really lonely, but patient, always patient.

"Now listen Hermon. We've got to keep our heads about this. Look at poor Ron! He really needs a cure!"

"Like Hell he does!" Malfoy had walked over to us. "I think he's fine just like this. What's different? Looks the same. He got a haircut didn't he?" He was yelling by now because Ron had gotten louder. Ron, you see, was still consctious, and would have been yelling if he could. "Seriously, though, what is different? Still that same orangy hair...stupid freckles...dorkey clothes...WHAT? TELL ME!"

By this time I was laughing so hard that Hermon had to flick a very painful pea at me to stop me. "No, you loser. You really are blonde!" (From somewhere not far off someone shouted "PUN ALERT! PUN ALERT!) "You really can't tell, huh? Oh well, if it's not that visable, maybe he doesn't need a cure! If you say-"

"Yeah!" Hermon started, "if you say he's fine, he must be fine." She started blinking uncontrolably. I thought at first she was just batting her eyes at Malfoy, but then she ran out of the Great Hall screaming "this is a serious medical problem. Nurse! Nurse!"

"What's gotten into her eyes?" Malfoy wondred aloud, "she looks like a bloody owl." As he turned around I saw a huge chocolate fudge stain on the back of his really sexy white silk shirt.