Authors notes for this chapter: "Ack. I am WAY too evil. Although hopefully
most of you have noticed that already. Heh heh heh." (Grins) (Turns all
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'I can't believe that little BRAT!' Hermione was thinking bitterly as she sat at breakfast, eating. Ron was upstairs finishing his potions homework, since they had potions first thing. 'And I hate Mondays!'
"I'm surprised a rain cloud isn't falling over your head," Harry remarked, as he sat down, and Draco sat down next to him. "If looks could kill. . . what's up?"
"Eh," Hermione said. 'Two weeks to go, and I'm sure I can get the ten galleons by then, so I won't worry about it now.' To Harry and Draco she said, "it's nothing, don't worry." She grinned evilly and added," No dress today Harry? I'm disappointed."
Harry scowled a little, but grinned. "Nope, but I'm sure Draco will wear on for you. He has the same one in scarlet and gold, you know."
Hermione nodded, "Oh, I know."
Draco scowled. A lot. Harry patted him on the head, and Draco scowled even more.
"You know, that can't be very good for you, making faces like that," Hermione said pleasantly.
Draco glared and turned his attention to a piece of toast.
"Awww, you know I don't mean it, Dracy," Harry purred to Draco, and Draco finally gave up on scowling and laughed.
Harry and Draco were peacefully eating when suddenly Hermione's voice cut through the peace. "Why," it said shrilly, "Does my porridge say 'Hermione loves Ron' spelled out in raisins? I don't even LIKE raisins!"
Draco and Harry looked at each other. "Look that the time!" Harry said hurriedly, getting up.
Nodding, Draco followed suit, "We're going to be late for Potions!"
They ran out of the Great Hall, laughing, as Hermione's voice called behind them, "I'll SO get you GOOD for this!"
Just outside the common room, Harry and Draco leaned against the wall and began laughing uncontrollably.
"Did you see the look on her face when she read that?" Draco choked out.
"It's a shame Ron wasn't there to see," replied Harry, gasping for breath as he laughed.
The portrait swung open. "See what?" Ron said innocently, having only heard the last sentence spoken by Harry.
Seeing Ron caused Harry and Malfoy to go into even deeper laughter. Ron looked downright worried for a minute before they calmed down.
"Do I even want to know?" Ron finally asked.
Harry shook his head, and Draco said, "Some other time."
"Um, right. We should get to potions now, shouldn't we?" Ron said, a bit nervously. "Where's Hermione?"
"Oh, she'll be along," said Draco, and he and Harry began laughing again.
'Bloody insane. These two make the perfect couple.' Ron paused. 'And I NEED to stop thinking that.'
~~~
When they arrived at the Potions dungeon, Snape was surprisingly not around. Hermione, however, was there, and had saved them all seats. She waved to them, and they walked over.
"You're not mad at us, right, Mione?" Harry said, sitting down. Ron said down next to Hermione and Draco across from her.
Hermione grinned, a smile so full of sugar and honey that Draco almost instantly got diabetes. "Oh, I will forgive you, in time."
Draco and Harry glanced nervously at each other, but said nothing. Ron looked properly confused.
After a few minutes, however, Snape still hadn't turned up. The class was starting to murmur, wondering why he wasn't here.
"He's ok, isn't he?" Hermione said worriedly.
"I'm sure that git just decided to skip coming today," Ron said offhandly.
Harry laughed and agreed.
"If he's not here in, oh, five minutes," said Hannah Abbott, "I'm leaving."
Many of the students agreed with her, having the same dislike for the slightly but not completely cold hearted bastard of a teacher.
"I can't believe he's not here!" complained one student, "I had actually WANTED to do Potions today."
"You're crazy!"
"Am not!"
While they fought, Draco and Harry grinned politely at Hermione. "Yes?" she finally asked.
"Oh nothing," Harry and Draco chorused together. Ron looked a bit weirded out, but said nothing. 'Best not to get involved,' he thought.
"Doesn't seem like nothing to me, boys," Hermione replied.
After another several minutes had passed, many of the students had gotten up and left. In fact, Harry and his group were the only people left.
"Why are we still here?" moaned Ron.
"Well, wouldn't you feel incredibly foolish If right after we left Snape got here?" said Hermione practically, but it looked like she was doubting Snape'd show up.
"Oh, you know he's blown us off. Let's go," Harry said.
After a long minute, Hermione finally nodded. "By the way, as in all war, there are rules, right?"
Harry nodded. "No hurting, and nothing particularly embarrassing. That is left for each to decide how far that goes."
"Fair enough."
Harry and Hermione shook on it.
Ron stared at both of them. "Um, what did I miss?"
"Ron, this is war. C'mon." Hermione dragged off Ron.
"Be careful, Ron, Hermione's gonna tie you up!" Draco called behind them. Hermione glared, and they went off.
"So, what should we do then?" Harry said finally.
Draco paused. "Wanna go see why Snape's not here?"
"Do you know how to get through the spells to his office?"
Draco nodded, so the two of them made their way towards the front of the classroom and went down the small two-foot hallway to the door.
"I don't hear anything," Harry said slowly.
"I'll bet anything he has a silencing charm protecting his room," Draco replied.
"Oh, right!"
"Stand back," Draco said, and muttered, "Unelotae," the more powerful unlocking spell. There was a *click* and then the door swung open. Harry peeked in, and saw nothing. There was another door.
Draco walked inside the first room, which appeared to be Snape's private office. A desk and fancy chair decorated one side, and a huge couch and coffee table sat on the other.
"D'you think we'll get in much trouble?" Harry asked as they went to the next door.
"Hey, if worst comes to worst," Draco said, "We can always saw we were worried about him, since he didn't come to classes . . . besides, Snape loves me!"
"Hey, I'm the only person who can love you, Dracy," Harry said.
Draco scowled at the nickname, but his scowls were really beginning to not take effect at all towards Harry, who had gotten quite used to them.
They walked up to the next door, and Draco muttered the spell again. The door opened, and the scene before Harry's eyes made said eyes go huge.
"Um, Professor Snape?" Draco began, eyes wide.
Snape's head snapped up. "Potter! Malfoy! What in MERLINS NAME ARE YOU DOING HERE?"
Harry realized that they were in Snape's bedroom. Snape himself was sitting on his bed, looking slightly flushed. The blankets on his bed were bunched up, and seemed to, Harry thought, move every now and then.
"Well, you didn't come for lessons, and . . . " Draco said slowly, looking around.
Snape blinked. "Is it that late already?" he said, looked around. "However . . . you are breaking and entering! Out! Now!"
Harry and Draco ran out, nearly giggling. Snape muttered curses under his breath as they left.
"That was . . . what was up with Snape?" Harry finally said.
Draco gave him a 'look'. "Well, let's see. Bed sheets messed up. Something under them. Snape flushed, and not wearing a shirt. What does it add up to?"
Harry slowly did the math (not his strong point) and squeaked.
As they walked out of the dungeons, neither of them noticed the black haired, purple-eyed girl dart upstairs from Snape's office.
~~~
"Wait, so, let me get this straight," Ron said. He turned to Hermione first. The four of them were sitting in the Great Hall, eating lunch. "We're at war with them, but in a totally friendly manner, correct?" Hermione nodded, so he continued, "And Snape wasn't here because he was getting laid, right?" He directed that question to Draco and Harry.
"Well," said Harry, "It's not like we saw every bit, but there was someone else there."
"Well, don't mind me when I say nothing can surprise me anymore."
The sky turned bright neon yellow-green for a minute.
Ron calmly buttered a roll.
~~~
Classes that afternoon were quite normal, at least, compared to some of their more . . . not normal classes.
During Transfiguration, they had to work on transfiguring a dove into a papaya. Hermione, of course, flicked her wand and changed it. Ron was not so lucky.
"Everyone duck! Flying papaya on the loose!"
Ron's dove had become a papaya, but their were still wings attached. It rocketed around, swooping at students stupid enough to try to take a bite.
Professor McGonagall sighed and waved her wand at the flying papaya, which turned back into a dove with a loud crack.
~~~
It wasn't until Harry got back to the common room that he got the shock of his life. He and Draco had stayed and ate dessert a little slower than usual, and when they came up to the common room . . .
"Three sickles for the date! A galleon for BOTH dates! Two galleons to see them snog! Twenty-five galleons for a dream!" Hermione's voice called out. Around her were a large group of people, and a huge stack of discs.
"HERMIONE!" They both yelled as they put two and two together (Well, at least, Draco, did, and Harry just agreed).
"Yes?" she said innocently. "oh, that's a two galleon one," She added to the third year girl.
"What . . . no, why . . . why are you selling discs of us???" Draco yelled.
"War's war, boys," Hermione said.
Harry got an idea. "Indeed it is Hermione. How much is your entire stock?"
Hermione did a little double take, and then said, without hesitation, "157 galleons and 9 sickles."
With a deadly smile, Harry paid (Hermione looked shocked for a moment that he carried that much money with his, and then regained her composure), and took all the discs. Hermione shrugged to everyone, and said, "Well, he had the money, he paid, go bug him about it now!"
~~~
"Five dream discs, five both dates, five snogging, and the rest just one date. Where the heck does Hermione come up with these discs, and how many did she sell before?" Harry groaned.
"Well, all is fair in love and war," Draco said. "And when we combine the two, anything goes."
"Meaning?"
"We're getting her back."
~~~
And so, much later that night, when everyone else was sleeping, Harry and Draco set to work.
"I discovered a nifty spell," Harry said, "In one of Hermione's books. It's supposed to make you dream about the person you like!"
Ah, poor Harry. If only he knew. . .
Draco nodded, and they both got out their wands. "I'll take care of Hermione," Harry said.
"Ok, I'll take care of Ron. Meet here in five minutes."
Draco ran upstairs again, and Harry crossed the common room to get to the girls dormitory.
Once inside, and sure everyone else was sleeping, Harry crossed over to Hermione's bed, and pulled back the curtain, pointing his wand to her head. He whispered the incantation, and then, muttering, "Sweet dreams, Mione," he ran back to the common room.
"You took quite awhile," commented Draco.
"Oh, shush you," Harry replied. "You cast the spell?"
"Don't you have _any_ faith in me?"
"Oh, be quiet!"
"Make up your mind!"
"Shush, someone will hear!" Harry finally said.
Draco and Harry shut up, glancing to make sure no one was coming.
"Just wait until tomorrow," Harry said as he and Draco made their way upstairs "Just you wait until tomorrow Hermione."
'I can't believe that little BRAT!' Hermione was thinking bitterly as she sat at breakfast, eating. Ron was upstairs finishing his potions homework, since they had potions first thing. 'And I hate Mondays!'
"I'm surprised a rain cloud isn't falling over your head," Harry remarked, as he sat down, and Draco sat down next to him. "If looks could kill. . . what's up?"
"Eh," Hermione said. 'Two weeks to go, and I'm sure I can get the ten galleons by then, so I won't worry about it now.' To Harry and Draco she said, "it's nothing, don't worry." She grinned evilly and added," No dress today Harry? I'm disappointed."
Harry scowled a little, but grinned. "Nope, but I'm sure Draco will wear on for you. He has the same one in scarlet and gold, you know."
Hermione nodded, "Oh, I know."
Draco scowled. A lot. Harry patted him on the head, and Draco scowled even more.
"You know, that can't be very good for you, making faces like that," Hermione said pleasantly.
Draco glared and turned his attention to a piece of toast.
"Awww, you know I don't mean it, Dracy," Harry purred to Draco, and Draco finally gave up on scowling and laughed.
Harry and Draco were peacefully eating when suddenly Hermione's voice cut through the peace. "Why," it said shrilly, "Does my porridge say 'Hermione loves Ron' spelled out in raisins? I don't even LIKE raisins!"
Draco and Harry looked at each other. "Look that the time!" Harry said hurriedly, getting up.
Nodding, Draco followed suit, "We're going to be late for Potions!"
They ran out of the Great Hall, laughing, as Hermione's voice called behind them, "I'll SO get you GOOD for this!"
Just outside the common room, Harry and Draco leaned against the wall and began laughing uncontrollably.
"Did you see the look on her face when she read that?" Draco choked out.
"It's a shame Ron wasn't there to see," replied Harry, gasping for breath as he laughed.
The portrait swung open. "See what?" Ron said innocently, having only heard the last sentence spoken by Harry.
Seeing Ron caused Harry and Malfoy to go into even deeper laughter. Ron looked downright worried for a minute before they calmed down.
"Do I even want to know?" Ron finally asked.
Harry shook his head, and Draco said, "Some other time."
"Um, right. We should get to potions now, shouldn't we?" Ron said, a bit nervously. "Where's Hermione?"
"Oh, she'll be along," said Draco, and he and Harry began laughing again.
'Bloody insane. These two make the perfect couple.' Ron paused. 'And I NEED to stop thinking that.'
~~~
When they arrived at the Potions dungeon, Snape was surprisingly not around. Hermione, however, was there, and had saved them all seats. She waved to them, and they walked over.
"You're not mad at us, right, Mione?" Harry said, sitting down. Ron said down next to Hermione and Draco across from her.
Hermione grinned, a smile so full of sugar and honey that Draco almost instantly got diabetes. "Oh, I will forgive you, in time."
Draco and Harry glanced nervously at each other, but said nothing. Ron looked properly confused.
After a few minutes, however, Snape still hadn't turned up. The class was starting to murmur, wondering why he wasn't here.
"He's ok, isn't he?" Hermione said worriedly.
"I'm sure that git just decided to skip coming today," Ron said offhandly.
Harry laughed and agreed.
"If he's not here in, oh, five minutes," said Hannah Abbott, "I'm leaving."
Many of the students agreed with her, having the same dislike for the slightly but not completely cold hearted bastard of a teacher.
"I can't believe he's not here!" complained one student, "I had actually WANTED to do Potions today."
"You're crazy!"
"Am not!"
While they fought, Draco and Harry grinned politely at Hermione. "Yes?" she finally asked.
"Oh nothing," Harry and Draco chorused together. Ron looked a bit weirded out, but said nothing. 'Best not to get involved,' he thought.
"Doesn't seem like nothing to me, boys," Hermione replied.
After another several minutes had passed, many of the students had gotten up and left. In fact, Harry and his group were the only people left.
"Why are we still here?" moaned Ron.
"Well, wouldn't you feel incredibly foolish If right after we left Snape got here?" said Hermione practically, but it looked like she was doubting Snape'd show up.
"Oh, you know he's blown us off. Let's go," Harry said.
After a long minute, Hermione finally nodded. "By the way, as in all war, there are rules, right?"
Harry nodded. "No hurting, and nothing particularly embarrassing. That is left for each to decide how far that goes."
"Fair enough."
Harry and Hermione shook on it.
Ron stared at both of them. "Um, what did I miss?"
"Ron, this is war. C'mon." Hermione dragged off Ron.
"Be careful, Ron, Hermione's gonna tie you up!" Draco called behind them. Hermione glared, and they went off.
"So, what should we do then?" Harry said finally.
Draco paused. "Wanna go see why Snape's not here?"
"Do you know how to get through the spells to his office?"
Draco nodded, so the two of them made their way towards the front of the classroom and went down the small two-foot hallway to the door.
"I don't hear anything," Harry said slowly.
"I'll bet anything he has a silencing charm protecting his room," Draco replied.
"Oh, right!"
"Stand back," Draco said, and muttered, "Unelotae," the more powerful unlocking spell. There was a *click* and then the door swung open. Harry peeked in, and saw nothing. There was another door.
Draco walked inside the first room, which appeared to be Snape's private office. A desk and fancy chair decorated one side, and a huge couch and coffee table sat on the other.
"D'you think we'll get in much trouble?" Harry asked as they went to the next door.
"Hey, if worst comes to worst," Draco said, "We can always saw we were worried about him, since he didn't come to classes . . . besides, Snape loves me!"
"Hey, I'm the only person who can love you, Dracy," Harry said.
Draco scowled at the nickname, but his scowls were really beginning to not take effect at all towards Harry, who had gotten quite used to them.
They walked up to the next door, and Draco muttered the spell again. The door opened, and the scene before Harry's eyes made said eyes go huge.
"Um, Professor Snape?" Draco began, eyes wide.
Snape's head snapped up. "Potter! Malfoy! What in MERLINS NAME ARE YOU DOING HERE?"
Harry realized that they were in Snape's bedroom. Snape himself was sitting on his bed, looking slightly flushed. The blankets on his bed were bunched up, and seemed to, Harry thought, move every now and then.
"Well, you didn't come for lessons, and . . . " Draco said slowly, looking around.
Snape blinked. "Is it that late already?" he said, looked around. "However . . . you are breaking and entering! Out! Now!"
Harry and Draco ran out, nearly giggling. Snape muttered curses under his breath as they left.
"That was . . . what was up with Snape?" Harry finally said.
Draco gave him a 'look'. "Well, let's see. Bed sheets messed up. Something under them. Snape flushed, and not wearing a shirt. What does it add up to?"
Harry slowly did the math (not his strong point) and squeaked.
As they walked out of the dungeons, neither of them noticed the black haired, purple-eyed girl dart upstairs from Snape's office.
~~~
"Wait, so, let me get this straight," Ron said. He turned to Hermione first. The four of them were sitting in the Great Hall, eating lunch. "We're at war with them, but in a totally friendly manner, correct?" Hermione nodded, so he continued, "And Snape wasn't here because he was getting laid, right?" He directed that question to Draco and Harry.
"Well," said Harry, "It's not like we saw every bit, but there was someone else there."
"Well, don't mind me when I say nothing can surprise me anymore."
The sky turned bright neon yellow-green for a minute.
Ron calmly buttered a roll.
~~~
Classes that afternoon were quite normal, at least, compared to some of their more . . . not normal classes.
During Transfiguration, they had to work on transfiguring a dove into a papaya. Hermione, of course, flicked her wand and changed it. Ron was not so lucky.
"Everyone duck! Flying papaya on the loose!"
Ron's dove had become a papaya, but their were still wings attached. It rocketed around, swooping at students stupid enough to try to take a bite.
Professor McGonagall sighed and waved her wand at the flying papaya, which turned back into a dove with a loud crack.
~~~
It wasn't until Harry got back to the common room that he got the shock of his life. He and Draco had stayed and ate dessert a little slower than usual, and when they came up to the common room . . .
"Three sickles for the date! A galleon for BOTH dates! Two galleons to see them snog! Twenty-five galleons for a dream!" Hermione's voice called out. Around her were a large group of people, and a huge stack of discs.
"HERMIONE!" They both yelled as they put two and two together (Well, at least, Draco, did, and Harry just agreed).
"Yes?" she said innocently. "oh, that's a two galleon one," She added to the third year girl.
"What . . . no, why . . . why are you selling discs of us???" Draco yelled.
"War's war, boys," Hermione said.
Harry got an idea. "Indeed it is Hermione. How much is your entire stock?"
Hermione did a little double take, and then said, without hesitation, "157 galleons and 9 sickles."
With a deadly smile, Harry paid (Hermione looked shocked for a moment that he carried that much money with his, and then regained her composure), and took all the discs. Hermione shrugged to everyone, and said, "Well, he had the money, he paid, go bug him about it now!"
~~~
"Five dream discs, five both dates, five snogging, and the rest just one date. Where the heck does Hermione come up with these discs, and how many did she sell before?" Harry groaned.
"Well, all is fair in love and war," Draco said. "And when we combine the two, anything goes."
"Meaning?"
"We're getting her back."
~~~
And so, much later that night, when everyone else was sleeping, Harry and Draco set to work.
"I discovered a nifty spell," Harry said, "In one of Hermione's books. It's supposed to make you dream about the person you like!"
Ah, poor Harry. If only he knew. . .
Draco nodded, and they both got out their wands. "I'll take care of Hermione," Harry said.
"Ok, I'll take care of Ron. Meet here in five minutes."
Draco ran upstairs again, and Harry crossed the common room to get to the girls dormitory.
Once inside, and sure everyone else was sleeping, Harry crossed over to Hermione's bed, and pulled back the curtain, pointing his wand to her head. He whispered the incantation, and then, muttering, "Sweet dreams, Mione," he ran back to the common room.
"You took quite awhile," commented Draco.
"Oh, shush you," Harry replied. "You cast the spell?"
"Don't you have _any_ faith in me?"
"Oh, be quiet!"
"Make up your mind!"
"Shush, someone will hear!" Harry finally said.
Draco and Harry shut up, glancing to make sure no one was coming.
"Just wait until tomorrow," Harry said as he and Draco made their way upstairs "Just you wait until tomorrow Hermione."