Draco slouched in his chair, staring at the door, which Hermione had not
yet entered. It was now a half an hour into Potions and Hermione was
nowhere to be seen. Snape had been quite thrilled.
"Ah, Miss Granger missing.this could result in ten points from Gryffindor." Snape had smiled with an evil look at Harry, Hermione's best friend. Now, Snape was moving up and down the aisles, checking bubbling cauldrons. He reached Draco's and looked down expectantly at his cauldron, where nothing was bubbling. He raised a thin eyebrow and looked down his pointy nose at Draco.
"Not to worry, Mister Malfoy," Snape tapped his wand to the cauldron, where immediately, a thick purple, bubbling potion formed. Draco felt a strong sense of frustration at Snape's assistance. It was not that he did not know how to make the potion, he was just preoccupied. With a challenging look at Harry, snape swept away from Malfoy, moving toward Neville, whose potion had turned bright pink and was squirting out small blue snails.
Suddenly, the wooden door of the dungeon opened with a loud creak and Draco's heart felt as if it had skipped a beat as Hermione entered and took a seat with Harry and Ron. Snape looked as if he were a child at Chrsitmas. He moved stealthily to Hermione's side.
"Miss Granger, how nice of you to join us," his boice was icy and Draco saw Hermione slightly wince as she held out a piece of paper to Snape.
"It's my note from Professor Dumbledore, excusing my tardiness. I was meeting with him." Hermione looked at Snape, directly in his eyes, as if daring him to challenge the authenticity of the note. Snape looked as if he had popped one hundred lemon slices into his mouth at once. He crumpled the note and returned to his desk, yelling at Neville as he went.
Draoc watched Hermione until finally he caught her eye. She did not smile, but she did not look away. There was something she was not saying, not even to Harry or Ron. Draco felt his expression turn to surprise and Hermione quickly broke their eye contact. Draco continued to glance at her while he methodically mixed his potion.
Why had Hermione been with Dumbledore?
"Ah, Miss Granger missing.this could result in ten points from Gryffindor." Snape had smiled with an evil look at Harry, Hermione's best friend. Now, Snape was moving up and down the aisles, checking bubbling cauldrons. He reached Draco's and looked down expectantly at his cauldron, where nothing was bubbling. He raised a thin eyebrow and looked down his pointy nose at Draco.
"Not to worry, Mister Malfoy," Snape tapped his wand to the cauldron, where immediately, a thick purple, bubbling potion formed. Draco felt a strong sense of frustration at Snape's assistance. It was not that he did not know how to make the potion, he was just preoccupied. With a challenging look at Harry, snape swept away from Malfoy, moving toward Neville, whose potion had turned bright pink and was squirting out small blue snails.
Suddenly, the wooden door of the dungeon opened with a loud creak and Draco's heart felt as if it had skipped a beat as Hermione entered and took a seat with Harry and Ron. Snape looked as if he were a child at Chrsitmas. He moved stealthily to Hermione's side.
"Miss Granger, how nice of you to join us," his boice was icy and Draco saw Hermione slightly wince as she held out a piece of paper to Snape.
"It's my note from Professor Dumbledore, excusing my tardiness. I was meeting with him." Hermione looked at Snape, directly in his eyes, as if daring him to challenge the authenticity of the note. Snape looked as if he had popped one hundred lemon slices into his mouth at once. He crumpled the note and returned to his desk, yelling at Neville as he went.
Draoc watched Hermione until finally he caught her eye. She did not smile, but she did not look away. There was something she was not saying, not even to Harry or Ron. Draco felt his expression turn to surprise and Hermione quickly broke their eye contact. Draco continued to glance at her while he methodically mixed his potion.
Why had Hermione been with Dumbledore?
