Author's Note: Second chapter. Draco's mentioned. Hehe. Nice reviews
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Chapter Two - Malfoy's Mistake
Draco Malfoy, in Harry's opinion, was one of the foulest Slytherins to ever walk free at Hogwarts. Usually accompanied by his tremendously huge, yet rather stupid, pair of followers, Crabbe and Goyle, he could be heard throughout the halls, usually taunting Harry Potter.
At that moment, Malfoy happened to be walking through the halls, drawling continuously to Crabbe and Goyle.
"Father is always telling me what a meddlesome fool that Potter boy is. He's always..."
But what exactly Harry was, they never found out. For standing in front of them was Hermione, her back towards them. She seemed deaf to their taunts. Malfoy's grin suddenly broadened. He took a peek around Hermione. He saw her brewing something in a large cauldron. She was so caught up in her potion, she didn't notice Malfoy. His smile broadened.
Being the evil brat he always was and will be, Malfoy took a share piece parchment out of his robes.
*KERPLUNK*
He had dropped the parchment into the cauldron.
For one brief moment, Hermione started at the cauldron, pale and white, shaking with shock. Then...
BOOM!
The cauldron had tipped over and started seeping all over the halls. It hit Malfoy first.
He could feel an unpleasant sensation conquering him. It was as if he had been plunged into an ice cold shower. The adrenaline spread like wildfire all the way to the tips of his fingers. Suddenly a change had occurred. He felt as if he had been flipped inside-out. Though he couldn't exactly pinpoint what had happened, he knew one thing: He no longer despised Hermione...
The potion continued to seep through the floor and into the commonrooms. Hermione made a run for it before it hit her. She got safely back to the commonrooms. As she panted against the door, she looked up and screamed. Her voice rang clear through the halls of Hogwarts...
Chapter Two - Malfoy's Mistake
Draco Malfoy, in Harry's opinion, was one of the foulest Slytherins to ever walk free at Hogwarts. Usually accompanied by his tremendously huge, yet rather stupid, pair of followers, Crabbe and Goyle, he could be heard throughout the halls, usually taunting Harry Potter.
At that moment, Malfoy happened to be walking through the halls, drawling continuously to Crabbe and Goyle.
"Father is always telling me what a meddlesome fool that Potter boy is. He's always..."
But what exactly Harry was, they never found out. For standing in front of them was Hermione, her back towards them. She seemed deaf to their taunts. Malfoy's grin suddenly broadened. He took a peek around Hermione. He saw her brewing something in a large cauldron. She was so caught up in her potion, she didn't notice Malfoy. His smile broadened.
Being the evil brat he always was and will be, Malfoy took a share piece parchment out of his robes.
*KERPLUNK*
He had dropped the parchment into the cauldron.
For one brief moment, Hermione started at the cauldron, pale and white, shaking with shock. Then...
BOOM!
The cauldron had tipped over and started seeping all over the halls. It hit Malfoy first.
He could feel an unpleasant sensation conquering him. It was as if he had been plunged into an ice cold shower. The adrenaline spread like wildfire all the way to the tips of his fingers. Suddenly a change had occurred. He felt as if he had been flipped inside-out. Though he couldn't exactly pinpoint what had happened, he knew one thing: He no longer despised Hermione...
The potion continued to seep through the floor and into the commonrooms. Hermione made a run for it before it hit her. She got safely back to the commonrooms. As she panted against the door, she looked up and screamed. Her voice rang clear through the halls of Hogwarts...