Different Deep Down

by AngelzGaze



"Listen, I don't like you and you don't like me," Déssie told Hermione. "But do NOT try to turn them against me. It will just be a waste of time."

"No, it won't. I know who you are."

"That's nice. They'd never believe you. But I think you should know, if they had to choose between you and me they would defiantly choose me. I could turn them against you in a second, so you better not mess with me." Déssie turned around and walked up to the girl's room.

'She will NEVER be able to turn them against me!' Hermione thought angrily.



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Chapter 5: Potions Class and a Midnight Stroll



Hermione stood there for a second, wondering how in the world can she prove to Harry and Ron that Déssie is not like she seemed. She decided to sleep on it and went to the girl's dormitory to sleep. Soon Hermione woke up. Everyone else was sleeping except one bed was empty, Déssie's. Quickly, she got dressed and headed for the Great Hall to eat breakfast and possibly catch Harry and Ron before Déssie joins someone. She was too late. As she entered the Great Hall, Harry and Ron were already sitting with her. Apparently there were in a deep conversation.

"Hi Harry! Hi Ron! Déssie," Hermione said as she joined them. Déssie gave her usual hateful glare. "So what are you guys talking about?" Hermione asked ignoring the glare.

"Oh, nothing much. Déssie's been telling us all about her," Harry replied.

"How interesting!" Hermione said sarcastically. Again Harry and Ron didn't notice the tone of her voice or the nasty glare Déssie gave. It went on like this till the end of breakfast.

"Oh Great! Potions!" complained Ron.

"Potions? What is wrong with potions?" asked Déssie.

"Nothing's wrong with potions. It's the person who teaches it," answered Harry. They walked to class and took a seat. As they waited for everyone to come in, they chatted quietly.

"Attention class!" said Professor Snape. Everyone immediately stopped their conversations. "Today we will be making the Medeoreri Potion. Does anyone know what it does." Of course Hermione rose her hand, but Déssie instantly raised her hand after she saw Hermione raise hers.

"Granger?"

"The Medeoreri Potion is a potion that has the ability to heal almost about anything," Hermione answered.

"Anything else?" asked Professor Snape.

"Umm.... I think that's about it."

"No, you forgot one important detail. Does anyone know what Hermione has forgotten?" Professor Snape asked. Déssie instantly raised her hand again.

"DeMal?"

"Hermione has forgotten that the Medeoreri Potion will only work only on the patient if he or she deserves to be saved," Déssie said as she smirked at Hermione.

'Of course! How could I have forgotten? Well at least I know that potion won't work on her!' Hermione grinned.

"Correct! We will be working on potions in twos. I will be picking your partners!"

'Oh god, I hope I'm not partnered with her,' Hermione thought.

"DeMal and Potter, Weasley and Longbottom, Granger and Malfoy...."

'Draco! Gosh, I hope I don't embarrass myself! I should just act normal, as if I've been partnered with someone I am indifferent toward. Yeah that's it! That way no one will get suspicious. Oh I almost forgot about our little meeting tonight!'

Everyone moved next to their partner. Hermione noticed Harry seemed pretty pleased with having Déssie as a partner. She felt a hint of anger. No, not because she was jealous, but more because she knew Déssie was just using him. Then she wondered what if she was trying to become close to him because of You-Know-Who. She shuddered at the thought. But still, she knew it was possible. After all she had seen Déssie muttering something as she was being sorted, probably bewitching the Sorting Hat she had thought, and Hermione was sure that she wasn't whispering something for good luck.

"Hermione?" whispered Draco. She immediately turned around and knew she was drifting off in her thoughts. "Is something wrong? You not concentrating on your work like usual."

'Was he trustworthy?' she wasn't sure.

"Come on, you can trust me," Draco said.

"I'll talk about it tonight," she managed to say. Draco blushed, or well a pink tinge appeared on his cheek.

"I thought you've forgotten all about that."

"Of course I haven't. We still on right?" she smiled.

"Yup." The two worked on their potion and got full credit. The day went on and Hermione was eager for her meeting. She decided that she would sneak Harry's invisibility cloak and just, well, go. At dinner she kept making eye contact with Draco and they ended up smiling at each other.

Hermione went to bed and put a magic spell on herself so she would wake up exactly at 11:30. She fell asleep. A few hours past and then 11:30 came.

"WAKE UP! WAKE UP!" the voice kept repeating itself. Hermione widely opened her eyes. She whispered "Obticeoere" to silent the alarm and started to get ready. After she got her robe on she quietly tiptoed out of the girl's dormitory and into the boy's. Hermione was happy to see that all the boy's were asleep. She opened Harry's trunk, quickly grabbed the invisibility cloak, wrapped it around her, walked out of the boy's dormitory, and out into the hall. Quickly and quietly, she walked to the Charm's Corridor where the meeting should take place.

She waited under the invisibility cloak. She heard footsteps. Hermione froze. She knew it was probably Ms. Norris. After she thought Ms. Norris had pasted she relaxed. Midnight came and went. It was 12:07.

"Where the hell is he?" she accidently said out loud. But she noticed someone said almost the exact thing that she said and at the same time.

"Hermione?"

"Draco?" They both appeared.

"I didn't know you had a invisibility cloak," they both whispered in unison.

"You never asked," they again said together.

"Stop it," they said again at the same time.

"No you," they whispered simultaneously. At that instant both of them smiled.

"Come here," Draco whispered. "I have something to show you." He lead her to a picture of a man standing. Draco tapped the man's head. Then he touched the man's shoulders, knees, and toes. The man then all by himself touched his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. The man smiled.

"Always loved that game," the man said. He then opened up his portrait. Hermione and Draco walked inside. Hermione smiled she always sang that song when she was little.

"Now we can talk. Tell me what's been bothering you."

"It's Déssie DeMal."

"Oh the Goddess of the Evil is it? I don't really care for her either."

"You've noticed it too!"

"Yeah, ever since Dumbledore mentioned her name at the sorting. As you probably already know I know French."

"Yes. She threatened me you know."

"Really?!? I ought to show her one...." Hermione was surprised he was willing to stand up for her.

"You know Draco, you've changed. Last year you hated me. Now you like me....."

"'Mione I more than like you." Hermione looked in his eyes and could tell he wasn't lying. She rushed up to him and hugged him.

"Oh Draco, I more than like you too." He smiled at her. Slowly their lips touched.

"We should meet here every week on the weekends. Do want to?" asked Draco.

'Nice way to break a romantic moment Draco,' Hermione thought, but still she didn't want to complain.

"I would never past the chance to. I've got to be going. I'm really sorry."

"Don't be sorry. I probably have to go too." Both of them exited the room.

"Bye," they said simultaneously. Draco and Hermione wrapped their cloak around them and parted. Her heart was thumping with joy. She had shared her first kiss with Draco. It was wonderful. Practically skipping, Hermione walked up to the Fat Lady.

"Roxy."

"Very well," the Fat Lady said without opening her eyes. Hermione walked into the Gryffindor Common Room and took off Harry's cloak.

"Where were you?" a voice asked. Hermione whipped around.



Disclaimer Poem:

I don't own anything

in this story I wrote.

I probably just own Déssie,

but hey I won't gloat.

So everything else,

is JKR's I must say.

To sum it up, I just can't afford

to be sued today!