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PThe next morning Draco was having breakfast, laughing at Colin Creevey who still had feathers pocking out of his backside, the remnants of when he had been turned into a rooster two days ago by a Slytherin 5SUPth/SUP year. /P
PColin, now blushing a deep hue of crimson, went to ask Harry if he could sit with him. /P
PSt Potter if everybody didnt feel so sorry for him theyd see that hes no more than a sorry little freak Dcraco mumbled, and watched Hermione sit painfully close by him her arm brushing against his as she reached in for some toast. /P
PThen an idea sprang to his head. He waited until nearly all the teachers, including Dumbledore, had left the Great Hall before calling out/P
POi Potter! The hall fell silent Look in the mirror much? It might be just me, but it looks as if your scar has gotten bigger! he said in mock concern as Slytherins around him sniggered You know, Ive heard of that happening, you really should go see somebody about it before it takes over your whole ugly fa-/P
PHe couldnt finish his sentence before Rons hex hit him, sending him flying into the wall behind him. Enraged, he staggered up, pulled out his wand and aimed it at Ron and Harry, getting a clear shot at them over the Ravenclaws ducking under their table. /P
PDraco was ready to curse them both when Hermione stepped in the way, wand in hand. A bolt of blue light came zooming towards Draco, who dodged it, and hit a Hufflepuff walking behind him smack in the face, which instantly started sprouting some sort of purple mossy plant. /P
PGet out of the way Granger, this is between scarhead and me! he yelled, then adressing Harry s the matter? Afraid people will see youre no good on your own?/P
PHarrys green eyes flashed with fury as he pulled out his wand and aimed it at Malfoy. /P
Ps quite enough from all of you! came Professor McGonagalls booming voice over all the commotion. Potter, Malfoy, put your wands down Now! she finished as the boys hesitated. /P
PShe then gave out instructions to some teachers and shooed off the Hufflepuff girl, who was now shrieking in utter horror, to Madam Pomfrey. McGonagall looked at Hermione disappointedly and said /P
PI would have expected better judgement from you Miss Granger. Detention, she said looking first at Harry, Hermione and Ron, then at Malfoy, for all of you./P
PThe remaining people were talking again and everybody started to clear off. On their way out a group of Hufflepuff girls gave Hermione a disapproving shake of their heads which she retorted to with a glare that quite obviously stated move along. /P
POn Thursday at 8.00, Draco sat in front of McGonagalls office, waiting for the others serving detention to come. He had just pulled out his wand and was amusing himself by flipping around and insect hed found crawling on the floor, when somebody came around the corner. It was Hermione. /P
PIt was raining outside and that was obviously where shed just been since she was drenched from head to toe. She sat down, a little way to the right and across the hall from him, stubbornly keeping her eyes on the painting of a cross looking witch on the other side of the hallway. /P
PSo easy it would be, Draco though. A simple silence charm and a memory spell later on. He was undoubtedly stronger than her/P
PHe caught himself mid-thought. What! Are you crazy? /P
PHe glanced over at her and saw that she was still looking at the portrait. That filthy mudblood/P
PDraco looked up./P
PWhat are you doing? Hermiony asked in horror./P
PThat insect! What are you doing to that insect? she shrieked. He suddenly remembered her reaction to Professor Moodys Crutiatus curse on the spider in their fourth year. Smooth, he though. /P
PThe insect had now started to swell like a baloon and looked like it was ready to burst. /P
PHermione leapt towards him to grab his wand, but Dracos Quidditch reflexes kicked in. He seized her arm and bent it painfully, forcing her to the ground. /P
PThere was a short awkward silence, as she lay there writhing, looking up at him. Hermione looked more attractive to Draco than a whole dozen Veelas on a good day. He couldnt stop himself. /P
PHe forced her hands over her head and kissed her roughly. At first Hermione was too amazed to do anything, but then she finally realized what was happening and Draco felt her nails digging into his hands that were holding her down. And the she relaxed and kissed him back. /P
PNow Draco by turn was so amazed that he sprang up to his feet, backing away from her. She got up too, her breath enraged, looking at him intently while he looked away. /P
PJust then Harry and Ron came around the corner and stopped talking once they saw Draco backed up against the wall and Hermione, nursing a bleeding lip./P
PHermione, whats wrong? Are you ok? Harry came over to her protectively, while Ron eyed Draco suspiciously, hi hand moving slowly to his wand. /P
Pm fine she managed before McGonagall came around the corner. /P
PInside the office, McGonagall sat down behind her large mahogany desk and inspected the students one by one. There was something like wonder in her expression when she took a closer look at Hermione, then at Malfoy whos hands were still shaking. /P
Pll be serving detention in the dungeons tonight. There was a nasty little accident with some Occany eggs earlier on today, I want you to clean it up. She said sternly, although not so angrily anymore. /P
PWell thats not so bad, Malfow thought, although not entirely thrilled by the thought of being bent down on all four for the rest of the evening. He headed down, aware that Harry and Ron were walking not so far behind him, trying to get some answers out of Hermione who was doing a good job at laughing it off. /P
P /P
PDraco had been proven wrong, as it wasnt some simple matter of eggs having been dropped on the floor. Occamy eggs were approximately the sizes of an average human head, and this hatch of 6 eggs had obviously gone bad if the smell was anything to go by, or the fact that it was everywhere. /P
PMany silent, brooding hours later they decided that they were done and headed back to their dormitories./P
PAN: I know, I know. I just cant seem to keep the cliches out. Hmm Funny that Hermione would find herself alone with Draco and all of that. But its vital, or then Im not a good enough writer to think up another way for them to be in the same situation Anyway! Please review, weather you loved it or hated it. Thanks for previouse reviews and the title propositions. More on its way. Tata /P
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PThe next morning Draco was having breakfast, laughing at Colin Creevey who still had feathers pocking out of his backside, the remnants of when he had been turned into a rooster two days ago by a Slytherin 5SUPth/SUP year. /P
PColin, now blushing a deep hue of crimson, went to ask Harry if he could sit with him. /P
PSt Potter if everybody didnt feel so sorry for him theyd see that hes no more than a sorry little freak Dcraco mumbled, and watched Hermione sit painfully close by him her arm brushing against his as she reached in for some toast. /P
PThen an idea sprang to his head. He waited until nearly all the teachers, including Dumbledore, had left the Great Hall before calling out/P
POi Potter! The hall fell silent Look in the mirror much? It might be just me, but it looks as if your scar has gotten bigger! he said in mock concern as Slytherins around him sniggered You know, Ive heard of that happening, you really should go see somebody about it before it takes over your whole ugly fa-/P
PHe couldnt finish his sentence before Rons hex hit him, sending him flying into the wall behind him. Enraged, he staggered up, pulled out his wand and aimed it at Ron and Harry, getting a clear shot at them over the Ravenclaws ducking under their table. /P
PDraco was ready to curse them both when Hermione stepped in the way, wand in hand. A bolt of blue light came zooming towards Draco, who dodged it, and hit a Hufflepuff walking behind him smack in the face, which instantly started sprouting some sort of purple mossy plant. /P
PGet out of the way Granger, this is between scarhead and me! he yelled, then adressing Harry s the matter? Afraid people will see youre no good on your own?/P
PHarrys green eyes flashed with fury as he pulled out his wand and aimed it at Malfoy. /P
Ps quite enough from all of you! came Professor McGonagalls booming voice over all the commotion. Potter, Malfoy, put your wands down Now! she finished as the boys hesitated. /P
PShe then gave out instructions to some teachers and shooed off the Hufflepuff girl, who was now shrieking in utter horror, to Madam Pomfrey. McGonagall looked at Hermione disappointedly and said /P
PI would have expected better judgement from you Miss Granger. Detention, she said looking first at Harry, Hermione and Ron, then at Malfoy, for all of you./P
PThe remaining people were talking again and everybody started to clear off. On their way out a group of Hufflepuff girls gave Hermione a disapproving shake of their heads which she retorted to with a glare that quite obviously stated move along. /P
POn Thursday at 8.00, Draco sat in front of McGonagalls office, waiting for the others serving detention to come. He had just pulled out his wand and was amusing himself by flipping around and insect hed found crawling on the floor, when somebody came around the corner. It was Hermione. /P
PIt was raining outside and that was obviously where shed just been since she was drenched from head to toe. She sat down, a little way to the right and across the hall from him, stubbornly keeping her eyes on the painting of a cross looking witch on the other side of the hallway. /P
PSo easy it would be, Draco though. A simple silence charm and a memory spell later on. He was undoubtedly stronger than her/P
PHe caught himself mid-thought. What! Are you crazy? /P
PHe glanced over at her and saw that she was still looking at the portrait. That filthy mudblood/P
PDraco looked up./P
PWhat are you doing? Hermiony asked in horror./P
PThat insect! What are you doing to that insect? she shrieked. He suddenly remembered her reaction to Professor Moodys Crutiatus curse on the spider in their fourth year. Smooth, he though. /P
PThe insect had now started to swell like a baloon and looked like it was ready to burst. /P
PHermione leapt towards him to grab his wand, but Dracos Quidditch reflexes kicked in. He seized her arm and bent it painfully, forcing her to the ground. /P
PThere was a short awkward silence, as she lay there writhing, looking up at him. Hermione looked more attractive to Draco than a whole dozen Veelas on a good day. He couldnt stop himself. /P
PHe forced her hands over her head and kissed her roughly. At first Hermione was too amazed to do anything, but then she finally realized what was happening and Draco felt her nails digging into his hands that were holding her down. And the she relaxed and kissed him back. /P
PNow Draco by turn was so amazed that he sprang up to his feet, backing away from her. She got up too, her breath enraged, looking at him intently while he looked away. /P
PJust then Harry and Ron came around the corner and stopped talking once they saw Draco backed up against the wall and Hermione, nursing a bleeding lip./P
PHermione, whats wrong? Are you ok? Harry came over to her protectively, while Ron eyed Draco suspiciously, hi hand moving slowly to his wand. /P
Pm fine she managed before McGonagall came around the corner. /P
PInside the office, McGonagall sat down behind her large mahogany desk and inspected the students one by one. There was something like wonder in her expression when she took a closer look at Hermione, then at Malfoy whos hands were still shaking. /P
Pll be serving detention in the dungeons tonight. There was a nasty little accident with some Occany eggs earlier on today, I want you to clean it up. She said sternly, although not so angrily anymore. /P
PWell thats not so bad, Malfow thought, although not entirely thrilled by the thought of being bent down on all four for the rest of the evening. He headed down, aware that Harry and Ron were walking not so far behind him, trying to get some answers out of Hermione who was doing a good job at laughing it off. /P
P /P
PDraco had been proven wrong, as it wasnt some simple matter of eggs having been dropped on the floor. Occamy eggs were approximately the sizes of an average human head, and this hatch of 6 eggs had obviously gone bad if the smell was anything to go by, or the fact that it was everywhere. /P
PMany silent, brooding hours later they decided that they were done and headed back to their dormitories./P
PAN: I know, I know. I just cant seem to keep the cliches out. Hmm Funny that Hermione would find herself alone with Draco and all of that. But its vital, or then Im not a good enough writer to think up another way for them to be in the same situation Anyway! Please review, weather you loved it or hated it. Thanks for previouse reviews and the title propositions. More on its way. Tata /P
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