A/N: Wow, these are coming quicker and
quicker, aren't they? *lol* That's due to the fact that I have no life
and...because I have no life. Thanks for all the reviews, I really really
appreciate them, I appreciate them beyond belief, so there you go!
ALSO: Tonight I was sort of planning to hang out with people....but their not
home, so I guess it's their loss. *lol* Hope you enjoy this really weird fourth
chapter!
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Stung By a Billywig
Chapter 4 ~ Operations
Hermione opened her eyes and was greeted with
blurriness. Rubbing her eyes furiously, her normal vision returned and she recognized
the infirmary. Suddenly, she remembered what had just happened and was struck
with about a thousand emotions. She looked around wildly for Draco, and realized
that he was right beside her in another bed, wrapped tightly in blankets. He was
still unconscious.
Hermione gritted her teeth and felt like slapping him for what he did and was
just about to decide which hand to use to strike him when the door to the
infirmary opened. Professor Dumbledore walked in and closed the door behind him.
"Ah Miss Granger you're awake," he greeted her. But Hermione was in no mood to be
friendly to him. She did a little 'hmph' noise as he came over to her bed.
"I understand that you may be a little upset of the event that occurred,"
Dumbledore began.
"A little?" Hermione replied with anger in her voice. "Now that's
an understatement."
Dumbledore sighed. "And I know that your being stung has dealt somewhat
with your emotions. These are the side effects. Although 'giddiness' may sound
like being very hyper and excited, it sometimes will be the complete opposite.
You may become distressed, angry, tired, or depressed - these side effects are
in the finer print."
Hermione scoffed. "Ha! Finer!"
Dumbledore furrowed his eyebrows. "Please Miss Granger," he told her,
"try and be at least a little cooperative. You and Mr Malfoy will
probably have to stay in the infirmary for a night or two, but no more than
that. Try and be polite."
Hermione was raging at his comments. She felt as if her anger was swelling up
inside her and that she was floating in the air. But then she realized - she
was! She was hovering above her bed about six or seven inches. She let out a
loud gasp in surprise and Dumbledore chuckled.
"That's another side effect," Dumbledore explained. "Hovering.
Very interesting as well. It will probably wear off in a day or so I expect. Now, I expect to see both of you alive
tomorrow. Madam Pomfrey will be in her office at the end of the infirmary if you
need her. Good night - I think you'll need some rest."
Hermione sighed and crossed her arms. Her emotions were making her go crazy -
she felt excited, depressed, angry, sad, and sort of giddy all at the same time.
She also couldn't believe her current situation, and it was all because of
Malfoy. "He's such an idiot!" she cried inside. "But then again,
so am I. I should've just walked away from the situation, but oh no, I
had to be a coward and stay in one spot wondering what on earth he was going to
do. And he actually went and did it." Speaking of Draco, she noticed him still unconscious in the bed beside her. He looked quite
dreamy, Hermione had to admit; he looked very peaceful and harmless with his
eyelids tightly shut and a small smile was formed with his soft lips.
Feeling slightly in a playful mood, she leaned over her bed and poked Draco. He
stirred in his bed and eventually opened his eyes. "Where-where am I?"
he mumbled, rubbing his eyes as Hermione did when she first awoke.
"How did the operation go?" Hermione asked, instead of answering his
question.
Draco sat up in his bed at once. "W-what operation?" he stuttered as
he looked at her, wide-eyed.
"The one to get the broomstick removed from your arse!" Hermione
answered with a small giggle.
Draco sighed. "Stupid Mudbloods," he muttered.
"What was that you said?" Hermione asked, her excited and playful
emotions leaving her completely.
"Oh nothing, nothing," Draco replied, picking up a glass full of water
on his bedside table and drinking some of it eagerly.
Hermione stared at Draco for a moment. "You know what?" Hermione said,
rather as a statement than a question. "I wish that you would actually
admit the mean and nasty thoughts that you're thinking instead of just keeping
them hidden inside. That will just make people infuriated at you, sort of like
me being infuriated right now."
"Yeah," Draco said. "But you know what? If I actually did
tell exactly what I was thinking, which might not necessarily be mean or nasty,
you'd probably be even more infuriated with me. So best just leave it at me
saying 'Oh nothing, nothing' then you trying to cast a hex on me."
"I suppose," Hermione agreed. "But, you know what? If you
don't tell me then I'll probably place a hex on you anyways."
"So really I have no choice," Draco decided. "No matter what I
do, no matter how I act, no matter what I say, in the long run I'll end up
having a hex placed on me but you."
"Exactly," Hermione said, with a small smile on her face. "You've
finally got it right. Good job, Mr Malfoy."
"Now that we've got that straightened out," Draco began,
"could you please explain what's going on, and please don't mention
the words broomstick or arse please?"
Hermione laughed slightly, her mood improving a little bit. "Well first
things first. Why don't you look down for a moment?"
"Why on earth would I want to -- CRIKEY!" Draco howled in surprise as
he looked down and found himself levitating. He then looked at Hermione and
noticed that she was also levitating as well. He was overall surprised and
shocked at their current situation, and reminded himself that next time he saw
Hagrid he was going to kill him for using the billywigs. "I should write to
my father right now and tell him when that blubbering idiot has done,"
Draco thought, but he looked again at Hermione, noticing that she was smiling,
and stopped thinking for a moment. "Continue...and explain why the hell I'm
levitating."
Hermione giggled, which was most unlike herself. "Dumbledore was in here a
few minutes ago when you were still unconscious," Hermione began.
"Yeah, and then I was interrupted by you!" Draco cut in.
Hermione sighed and continued. "He explained all about the side effects on
levitation, and that it will probably last a day or so. And also he explained
about the side effects on our emotions - how one minute we could be perfectly
happy and then the next we could be breaking down in hysterics."
"Well that's something to look forward to!" Draco interrupted
in a very sarcastic tone.
"Cut the sarcasm Malfoy," Hermione snapped. "Anyways, Dumbledore
expects us to see both of us alive, so why don't we try to be cooperative
for once under the circumstances?"
"A Slytherin and a Gryffindor acting civilized in a infirmary? In your
dreams Granger," Draco said with a sly smirk on his face. He loved teasing
Hermione; she took it much too seriously and that pleased Draco to some extent.
He was just worried that one day she actually would hex him.
"I said under the circumstances," Hermione told him. "Never in my
dreams would I want a Slytherin and a Gryffindor acting civilized in a
infirmary. I wouldn't even want the two combined!"
Draco shrugged. "Whatever, but it's going to take a while for me to adjust
to these...uh...circumstances as you so eloquently put it."
"You actually used proper grammar for once!" Hermione cried excitedly.
"I'm so proud of you!"
Draco widened his eyes. "All right, now I'm just plain scared. Not
uncooperative or stubborn, just plain scared."
Hermione sighed. "Forget about it then. I was just excited that you were
talking properly for once. But anyways, by the time it takes you to adjust
to these circumstances, we'll probably be already out of here. So you have
nothing to worry about."
"Actually I have plenty to worry about," Draco disagreed. "I have
to worry about how I'll actually survive this place with you in here for a
remainder of up to two days, and I also have to worry about the next Quidditch
match which of course, naturally, is against Gryffindor...and I have to worry
about my exams and such and I also have to..."
"Draco, could you please do me favor and shut your mouth?!" Hermione
cried, as she picked up her goblet containing water and drank it eagerly.
Draco shrugged. "Anyways, we should go back to the matter at hand," he
told her. Noticing her puzzled look he added, "You know, the one where no
matter what I do, no matter what I say, you'll always put a hex on me."
"Yes that's right," Hermione said. "But I thought this matter was
closed. You already know that no matter what you do, no matter what you say,
I'll always put a hex on you."
Draco didn't know what had come over him, yet he found himself saying,
"Yeah...but what if I do...this?" He suddenly jumped out of
bed, and found that his feet hadn't touched the ground because he was
levitating. Hermione was about to say "What if you do what?"
When he suddenly leant in and kissed her gently on the lips. Hermione was about
to scream in protest and was about to shove him off, when her emotions went
giddy and she closed her eyes and went in deeper for the kiss.
After quite a while, Draco slid onto her bed and they continued with their lips
tightly locked. It would have looked quite absurd if someone just walked into
the infirmary, because they would have found two students who were levitating in
the air and kissing each other. At last, Draco opened his eyes and smiled.
"So...have you changed your mind about hexing me?" he asked.
"I'll reconsider it," she said with a grin, and she closed her eyes
and leaned in again.
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A/N: Yea, so there it is! I'm sorry it took me an awful while to do it, and I
know that it's probably an awful chapter but I just wanted to enter in some
mushy stuff, and I hope it's not too mushy for you...ack! I know it
probably sounds an awful lot (I'm using awful a lot today) like Quarantine
by KAOS, which is fabulous, but trust me it will be different. And it'll
probably stink...but anyways, thanks everyone for the reviews I really really
really really really really really really really really really really appreciate
them! (Now I'm saying really an awful lot...ack! And there's the 'awful' again!)
Here are my individual thanks;
Karine - Thank you so much!
Madam Rose - Ack! Believe me, Quarantine is much better than this,
but I still do appreciate the reviews and it will become much
different...because um, their in an infirmary for only about a second or two,
and they might become enemies very quickly after they are healed from the side
effects of the billywig...but I'm revealing way too much!
Trancos - Thanks for your kind words!
IluvTF - Um, it's going somewhere trust me! And D/H will definitely end
up together (as you see in this chapter) but..*gasp*..for how long?
Mary-ann - Awww, thanks don't worry I'm continuing!
Emperor's Sister - You're anxious, huh? Sorry if this isn't a completely
good chapter and if it's not that um...anxious as you expected it to be but
anyways, thanks!
hyper_shark - Ack again! If I hurry too much it'll end up as horrible as
this one, or perhaps even more horrible so don't be too pestering but thanks
anyways!
KAOS - Ahh...the master...ohm...*bows down* I'm serious, this fic is
headed down-hill...hopefully it'll get better but thanks for your kind words o
wise one!
The Dragon Guardian of the Sea - Why would I want them to get stung, you
ask? Because what's the fun if they don't? *lol* Hee heee....
Princess Roly - Aww, thank you!
Continue Continue Continue!! - Oops...um...yea, I take a long time to
finish fics, don't I? *lol*
alaina - Thanks Alaina, my buddy old chum person thingy ma bobber! I
finally got to finish it because of 'Take Your Kids to Work Day' but I have to
go to work soon....ack!
Himitsu Honso - Awww, thank you! Your words mean more than you'll ever
know!
Tina - Actually, I'm from Canada but the billywigs sounded so cute in Fantastic
Beasts and Where to Find Them so I decided to use them!
Thanks for your reviews and if you want some more billywigs and some more
giddiness, then you must:
REVIEW! (But don't flame too much please, because I already know how
horrible this chappie is! Thanks!)
