Chapter 1 - When Hermione cast a bad spell.
Potions class. Hermione hated the teacher but loved the subject. She was a master at potions herself, although Professor Snape never acknowledged her or her skills. Not that Hermione cared. Today however she wasn't enjoying Potions as much as she usually did. She was pared up with Draco Malfoy. She looked at him through the purple haze rising from the cast iron cauldron on their desk. It made him look ghostly, and sinister even. He caught her eye and winked at her, before dropping a dried newt tail into the mix.
"What are you doing?" Hermione hissed at him through the smoke. That tail certainly wasn't on her list of ingredients!
"Relax Granger, just making it more interesting." He smiled back mischievously. Hermione bit her lip. She remembered the last time Draco made his potion 'interesting'. It had exploded in Ron's face and he had lost all his hair. It took weeks for it all to grow back. Hermione stepped away from the cauldron a little and imagined what horrible trick Draco was planning for her.
"Now Class" Professor Snape stalked between the desks, peering into cauldrons as he made his way to the front of the class "Your confusement spells should be ready to drink. If you are successful then you should be overwhelmed with confusion and be totally at a loss." He paused at Neville Longbottom's desk and looked down at him scathingly "Of course on some they probably won't feel any change at all." The Syltherin's in the class stifled chuckles and Neville looked sadly into his Cauldron, his face burning.
"After you Granger." Draco smiled and passed her a goblet, he then ladled a glob of potion into it. It smelled terrible.
"No way!" Hermione hissed. She had no idea what Draco was up to, but she wasn't going to drink the potion.
"What's the matter?" Draco filled his own goblet and raised it up, feigning to drink.
"No way Draco, you put a newt in there!"
"Don't you trust me Granger?" He grinned. She shook her head and Draco put on an expression on mock distress.
"Get a move on Granger" Snapped Snape, he had crept up behind her and wasn't pleased to see she was the only person in the class not to have drunk.
"But Sir.."
"NOW!"
Hermione sighed to herself and decided to get it out the way. She squeezed her eyes closed, pinched her nose and glugged it down. She waited a moment with her eyes shut, her insides squirmed and she felt sick. The laughter started and she knew whatever it was it was probably bad. She opened her eyes and Draco was doubled up in hysterics, so was half the class room. Snape's lips curled cruelly at the corners and he slunk away, to carry on teaching the class. Hermione rummaged about in her bag and quickly brought out a small cosmetics mirror. She groaned inwardly as her reflection greeted her. Two floppy bunny ears poked out from her bushy hair, she looked ridiculous.
"Cute Granger." Draco wheezed, just getting his breath back. Hermione flashed him her most evil stare. Feeling woozy from the potion she drew her wand and muttered an easy 'fix-er-upper' spell. BANG! Her wand exploded and threw both her and Draco off their stools. Smoke billowed out and filled the classroom, Neville yelled dramatically and Snape shouted for everybody to remain still. Soon the smoke cleared enough to see. Hermione coughed and sputtered and reached up quickly. The ears where still there and flopping about on either side of her head.
"Bloody hell Granger." Draco growled though the smoke. "Did you have to blow the room up? It was just a joke."
"B..but I." She stammered. Draco stood angrily up and dusted his robes. As soon as he rose Hermione felt her arm jerk upwards, and as he dusted her arm was pulled about like it was possessed. Looking up she saw to her horror a tiny golden thread tied about her wrist, she followed it with her eyes and she gasped as she saw it was attached to Draco's wrist. He looked at Hermione for a moment, then the string, then his wrist.
"Oh No!" He raged, yanking angrily at the sting. Hermione howled as her arm was pulled about in all directions. Her bunny ears fell over her face and she tried in vain to hold herself steady. Snape loomed ominously out of the mist and looked at the golden line that connected them.
"Oh dear oh dear." He chuckled softly and held the sting still. Draco stopped jerking his arm and scowled. "It seemed Granger accidentally cast a nasty little charm, she probably had a bad reaction to the confusement potion. It happens when you get a weak mind."
"What is it Professor?" Draco asked.
"Why it's a magic thread Mr Malfoy. Once cast it cannot be broken. You will just have to let it run its course." He smiled darkly at Hermione, who's face was a portrait of disbelief.
"H.how long will that take?" Hermione asked, dreading the answer.
"Well, on average they usually last about a week."
"What?" Both Draco and Hermione spluttered, the colour draining from their faces. Draco glared daggers at Hermione and gave the string a vicious tug. She stumbled to her feet and swept the bunny ears out of her eyes.
"I'm sorry you two, but it seems your going to be attached to each other for a few days. I suggest you excuse yourselves from class and try sort your timetables out." Snape sneered at them as Draco swept angrily from the room, dragging Hermione behind him. Everybody in the class burst out laughing at the sight of a bunny eared girl attached to magic string. Hermione whimpered to herself, the thought of being attached to Draco was like a horrible nightmare, this week was going to be the worst week of her life.
**~** Oh dear. Hermione and Draco tethered together for a week? I have some pretty good ideas of what those two will be getting up to, but please review and put forward some silly suggestions, I'll be happy to try work em into the story ^_^ **~**
Potions class. Hermione hated the teacher but loved the subject. She was a master at potions herself, although Professor Snape never acknowledged her or her skills. Not that Hermione cared. Today however she wasn't enjoying Potions as much as she usually did. She was pared up with Draco Malfoy. She looked at him through the purple haze rising from the cast iron cauldron on their desk. It made him look ghostly, and sinister even. He caught her eye and winked at her, before dropping a dried newt tail into the mix.
"What are you doing?" Hermione hissed at him through the smoke. That tail certainly wasn't on her list of ingredients!
"Relax Granger, just making it more interesting." He smiled back mischievously. Hermione bit her lip. She remembered the last time Draco made his potion 'interesting'. It had exploded in Ron's face and he had lost all his hair. It took weeks for it all to grow back. Hermione stepped away from the cauldron a little and imagined what horrible trick Draco was planning for her.
"Now Class" Professor Snape stalked between the desks, peering into cauldrons as he made his way to the front of the class "Your confusement spells should be ready to drink. If you are successful then you should be overwhelmed with confusion and be totally at a loss." He paused at Neville Longbottom's desk and looked down at him scathingly "Of course on some they probably won't feel any change at all." The Syltherin's in the class stifled chuckles and Neville looked sadly into his Cauldron, his face burning.
"After you Granger." Draco smiled and passed her a goblet, he then ladled a glob of potion into it. It smelled terrible.
"No way!" Hermione hissed. She had no idea what Draco was up to, but she wasn't going to drink the potion.
"What's the matter?" Draco filled his own goblet and raised it up, feigning to drink.
"No way Draco, you put a newt in there!"
"Don't you trust me Granger?" He grinned. She shook her head and Draco put on an expression on mock distress.
"Get a move on Granger" Snapped Snape, he had crept up behind her and wasn't pleased to see she was the only person in the class not to have drunk.
"But Sir.."
"NOW!"
Hermione sighed to herself and decided to get it out the way. She squeezed her eyes closed, pinched her nose and glugged it down. She waited a moment with her eyes shut, her insides squirmed and she felt sick. The laughter started and she knew whatever it was it was probably bad. She opened her eyes and Draco was doubled up in hysterics, so was half the class room. Snape's lips curled cruelly at the corners and he slunk away, to carry on teaching the class. Hermione rummaged about in her bag and quickly brought out a small cosmetics mirror. She groaned inwardly as her reflection greeted her. Two floppy bunny ears poked out from her bushy hair, she looked ridiculous.
"Cute Granger." Draco wheezed, just getting his breath back. Hermione flashed him her most evil stare. Feeling woozy from the potion she drew her wand and muttered an easy 'fix-er-upper' spell. BANG! Her wand exploded and threw both her and Draco off their stools. Smoke billowed out and filled the classroom, Neville yelled dramatically and Snape shouted for everybody to remain still. Soon the smoke cleared enough to see. Hermione coughed and sputtered and reached up quickly. The ears where still there and flopping about on either side of her head.
"Bloody hell Granger." Draco growled though the smoke. "Did you have to blow the room up? It was just a joke."
"B..but I." She stammered. Draco stood angrily up and dusted his robes. As soon as he rose Hermione felt her arm jerk upwards, and as he dusted her arm was pulled about like it was possessed. Looking up she saw to her horror a tiny golden thread tied about her wrist, she followed it with her eyes and she gasped as she saw it was attached to Draco's wrist. He looked at Hermione for a moment, then the string, then his wrist.
"Oh No!" He raged, yanking angrily at the sting. Hermione howled as her arm was pulled about in all directions. Her bunny ears fell over her face and she tried in vain to hold herself steady. Snape loomed ominously out of the mist and looked at the golden line that connected them.
"Oh dear oh dear." He chuckled softly and held the sting still. Draco stopped jerking his arm and scowled. "It seemed Granger accidentally cast a nasty little charm, she probably had a bad reaction to the confusement potion. It happens when you get a weak mind."
"What is it Professor?" Draco asked.
"Why it's a magic thread Mr Malfoy. Once cast it cannot be broken. You will just have to let it run its course." He smiled darkly at Hermione, who's face was a portrait of disbelief.
"H.how long will that take?" Hermione asked, dreading the answer.
"Well, on average they usually last about a week."
"What?" Both Draco and Hermione spluttered, the colour draining from their faces. Draco glared daggers at Hermione and gave the string a vicious tug. She stumbled to her feet and swept the bunny ears out of her eyes.
"I'm sorry you two, but it seems your going to be attached to each other for a few days. I suggest you excuse yourselves from class and try sort your timetables out." Snape sneered at them as Draco swept angrily from the room, dragging Hermione behind him. Everybody in the class burst out laughing at the sight of a bunny eared girl attached to magic string. Hermione whimpered to herself, the thought of being attached to Draco was like a horrible nightmare, this week was going to be the worst week of her life.
**~** Oh dear. Hermione and Draco tethered together for a week? I have some pretty good ideas of what those two will be getting up to, but please review and put forward some silly suggestions, I'll be happy to try work em into the story ^_^ **~**