Chapter 5
'Wrong with me?' Francis said, her tone harsh. 'Nothing has been wrong with me lately, but if you'd walked in on Weasley and Granger playing tonsil tennis (A/N: he he, Tonsil tennis) you'd be in shock as well!'
Draco scoffed, 'What?' his face cracked up into an evil smirk, 'This is a very interesting plot twist!' (A/N: No pun intended!!!) He smirked. Crabbe muttered from somewhere behind him, 'What does she see in him?'
Francis glared up at him, 'what and shed sooner go out with you?' Crabbe went a nice crimson colour she thought, as the others snickered. Francis looked at the floor, ringing her hands nervously. 'Any way, they deserve each other!' she spat out, her tone of voice not matching the look in her eyes.
Francis looked away, out of the window anywhere except at her fellow Slytherins. Draco carried on talking to no one in particular, thinking out loud really. 'Wonder if anyone knows? Potter might not know, now that would make my day!' he but on a voice, Francis assumed it was suppose to sound like Potter, 'Why didn't you tell me Hermione, Ron?''
Crabbe and Goyle cackled, 'Good one Draco!' they congratulated him. Francis's head shot up, 'No!' she smirked, 'We can't say anything!' she rolled her eyes as Crabbe and Goyle looked at her gone out, but Draco was catching on. 'Not yet, we drive them crazy all year, did we say anything, didn't we?' her smirk widened 'Then at the end of the year, we tell! Burst their little bubble!'
Draco jumped up, 'Brilliant! Now I know why I love you!' he smirked as Francis laughed. She stood up, 'If you boys can stand loosing your brains for 10 minutes I'm gonna go get changed, I'll knock before I come back in!' she smirked as she left, and went towards an empty compartment.
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Ron nearly dropped Hermione when Francis opened the door, he could feel the colour raising his cheeks. She just starred at them, turned around and left. He was shocked because she looked like she was going to cry, he'd never seen her even upset before. 'Shit!' he heard Hermione mutter. He turned to her, she to was bright red, 'She'll tell Draco!' she looked up at him.
He frowned slightly, 'Who cares!' he said, somewhat unconvincingly. She rolled her eyes, 'In turn, Draco will tell Harry!' Ron frowned, 'We can handle Draco!' he smiled weakly. She looked at him, 'Can we handle Harry?' she said, rearranging her robes as Ron looked at the floor.
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Author Notes: He He, Isn't she evil! Well what do you think? REVIEW IN OTHER WORDS!!! You can Flame, praise, criticise, anything you want!
And Finally I would Like to apologise for lack of updates, but I have now overcome my writers block and have another week and a half off school, so I should be writing more soon!
Ginger xx
'Wrong with me?' Francis said, her tone harsh. 'Nothing has been wrong with me lately, but if you'd walked in on Weasley and Granger playing tonsil tennis (A/N: he he, Tonsil tennis) you'd be in shock as well!'
Draco scoffed, 'What?' his face cracked up into an evil smirk, 'This is a very interesting plot twist!' (A/N: No pun intended!!!) He smirked. Crabbe muttered from somewhere behind him, 'What does she see in him?'
Francis glared up at him, 'what and shed sooner go out with you?' Crabbe went a nice crimson colour she thought, as the others snickered. Francis looked at the floor, ringing her hands nervously. 'Any way, they deserve each other!' she spat out, her tone of voice not matching the look in her eyes.
Francis looked away, out of the window anywhere except at her fellow Slytherins. Draco carried on talking to no one in particular, thinking out loud really. 'Wonder if anyone knows? Potter might not know, now that would make my day!' he but on a voice, Francis assumed it was suppose to sound like Potter, 'Why didn't you tell me Hermione, Ron?''
Crabbe and Goyle cackled, 'Good one Draco!' they congratulated him. Francis's head shot up, 'No!' she smirked, 'We can't say anything!' she rolled her eyes as Crabbe and Goyle looked at her gone out, but Draco was catching on. 'Not yet, we drive them crazy all year, did we say anything, didn't we?' her smirk widened 'Then at the end of the year, we tell! Burst their little bubble!'
Draco jumped up, 'Brilliant! Now I know why I love you!' he smirked as Francis laughed. She stood up, 'If you boys can stand loosing your brains for 10 minutes I'm gonna go get changed, I'll knock before I come back in!' she smirked as she left, and went towards an empty compartment.
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Ron nearly dropped Hermione when Francis opened the door, he could feel the colour raising his cheeks. She just starred at them, turned around and left. He was shocked because she looked like she was going to cry, he'd never seen her even upset before. 'Shit!' he heard Hermione mutter. He turned to her, she to was bright red, 'She'll tell Draco!' she looked up at him.
He frowned slightly, 'Who cares!' he said, somewhat unconvincingly. She rolled her eyes, 'In turn, Draco will tell Harry!' Ron frowned, 'We can handle Draco!' he smiled weakly. She looked at him, 'Can we handle Harry?' she said, rearranging her robes as Ron looked at the floor.
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Author Notes: He He, Isn't she evil! Well what do you think? REVIEW IN OTHER WORDS!!! You can Flame, praise, criticise, anything you want!
And Finally I would Like to apologise for lack of updates, but I have now overcome my writers block and have another week and a half off school, so I should be writing more soon!
Ginger xx