All you Wanted Chapter 5: Flashbacks and Flash Attacks
Ginny poked her head around the corner. What am I going to do? She thought darting from the shadow of the girl's stairwell and into the nook next to the large tower windows. After straining her ear for any sound, and hearing none, Ginny cautiously stepped out into the common room and sighed, as she saw no one. But then it hit her.
"Class!" she shrieked and scooped her bag up from the chair she had tossed it into when she rushed into the Gryffindor tower to escape everything, and everyone. As she rushed to transfiguration, Ginny pondered last night.
As soon as Harry had darted after Hermione Ginny recovered from the shock. Not the shock of Hermione barging in, but the shock from the kiss. Harry was supposed to help Ginny with her charts. She had been late coming from potions, and Harry was waiting on the ledge of the observation deck balcony.
Flashback
"I'm so sorry Harry, Snape held me back," Ginny slammed her bag down and pulled her unfinished charts from the depths of her messy bag.
"That's ok, when are these charts due in by?" Harry asked jumping down from the ledge and walking towards the table Ginny had set her charts on, glancing at them over her shoulder, close, so close she could smell the soap he used.
"Um." Ginny stuttered, her head becoming light, his breath on her neck warm, sending chills up and down her spine. "Next Wednesday." She finally managed weakly, her head tilting to one side on its own accord, revealing more skin from her cloak.
"That's plenty of time," Harry whispered resting his hand on her shoulders and turning her to face him. She grimaced as she knew she was blushing she could feel her face burning from thoughts of his lips. And as she was turned and saw the object of her thoughts, she tried to push them away, knowing they were wrong. But the thought had only a moment to sit on her brain when Ginny was suddenly pulled roughly towards Harry and his lips met hers.
Ginny opened her mouth in surprise and Harry took it as an opportunity to move his tongue into her mouth. Instinctively Ginny moved her mouth to return the kiss. But even just responding felt wrong. This was Harry, Hermione was her best friend. Ginny moved to push Harry away, palms flat on his chest. His arms came up from her hips where they had been sitting and wrapped tightly around her slight frame. But before she could tear her lips away the door behind them opened and Harry leapt away.
" Hermione?" Harry said then swore as Hermione fled with a strangled cry. A second later he was gone and Ginny let out a shaky breath she wasn't aware of holding. She felt compelled to cry but thought against starting there. She had to be alone where no one would bother her, she needed to cry alone.
End of Flashback
As the memory from the night before ended, Ginny found herself outside her transfiguration class. Her watch read that she was 10 full minutes late, and as she stepped into the quiet class, whispers sprung from her classmates, half Gryffindor, half Slytherin. Professor McGonagall gave a sharp look to the students who silenced right away, and then turned her stern gaze on Ginny who had reached her seat, red faced and queasy.
"Miss Weasley, would you mind coming to class on time? 10 points from Gryffindor now take out your books and begin the readings on the board." Ginny did as she was told, sinking as far as she could into her chair. She tried to ignore the looks from her classmates and she tried to concentrate on her textbook. But it was no use. Damn it.
*
Hermione left the dungeons with Ron, and they headed towards Hagrid's hut. They had care of magical creatures with Slytherin, again. Ron was thoughtfully silent beside her, but Hermione wasn't thinking of Ron's odd silent ness. No Hermione was concentrating on the unmistakable feeling of being watched. That prickling, tingling feeling at the back of your neck that sent Goosebumps up and down your spine. Hermione was also concentrating on who was giving her the feeling. It had to be Harry; she had pulled on out of class and marched way ahead of the rest of the class moving towards Hagrid's hut. Harry was among the group flocking towards the gamekeeper's hut. And she could feel his gaze on her.
Suddenly Ron spoke up, snapping Hermione out of her daze and pulling her mind away from the strange feeling at the back of her neck. "Hermione I know this is going to be hard for you." Ron was uncharacteristically serious and it struck Hermione to listen up what Ron was saying. It was rare to get a serious response from him and they usually came out being, for the most part, right. He continued turning to her and halting their walk. "I want to be able to help you Hermione but I know this is rather personal, and I'd just get in the way. But I want you to know that I am here. I always am. Now I'm going to have a talking to with Ginny, and I already had two with Harry. But right now we are just going to get through Care of Magical creatures alive." He smiled and the aged look that had adorned his face vanished. He linked arms with her and she felt he was trying hard, and as he pulled her towards the hut, he tried to make it all right. "Besides, we have to inform Hagrid of a partner switch. My new partner Hermione Granger."
"You know I think your right Ron," Hermione laughed as Ron stuck out his chin proudly and they marched to the hut, the rest of the class had about caught up with them and before Ron could tell the waiting Hagrid about the new partners Hagrid changed them himself.
"Right," he said looking over the group of students. Hermione could tell he was upset about something, and she had a sick feeling in her stomach. "Now before we get started, there are a few changes." His eyes flickered towards Hermione, who he had been avoiding looking at. "Now Dumbledor insists on us.er.mixing up the houses. So here goes." He pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and ignored the complaints from the students. "Harry, your with Goyle. Ron your with Crabbe. Pansy and lavender. Hermione your with Draco. Millicent with Seamus. Nott with Parvatie, and Taylor with Neville." The class stood still and looked around in disbelief, few shooting Harry dirty looks, knowing the real reason the seating in their last class and the partners in this class were being changed.
Hermione looked first to Ron who looked back at her suspiciously. Hermione could tell he thought she had something to do with the changes in all their classes. Her anger flared and she poked him sharply in the ribs.
"What was that for?" Ron demanded, rubbing his sore side,
"Don't give me that look Ron, I have nothing to do with the new arrangements in all the classes. I'm as surprised as you. You'd think they would let us work these things out for ourselves."
"Well Hermione," Ron dropped his voice to a whisper and looked in Harry's direction before continuing. "Its not that, well, Harry has this theory, and I'm not sure I should tell you. But by the way things are working out it looks like he might be right. Even though I know different." Hermione was about to demand to know what Harry's 'theory' was. But Hagrid had begun to lead them towards large paddocks behind his house, shouting instructions.
" Now, everyone in their partners, quickly. We are going to study Kelpie, and I'm going to warn you not to remove their bridles." Instantly Hermione forgot about Ron and Harry and moved excitedly towards Draco and the front of the group. She had read about Kelpie, they were beautiful creatures. They could change form but commonly took the shape of a white horse. Kelpies were only manageable once a bridle was placed on them.
"Now, there is one Kelpie for each pair and today all I want is for you to become familiar with your Kelpie and gain its trust."
* Draco winched inwardly. This was going to be hard. Pansy refused to leave his side and Hermione was already on her way. The bruise on her faces a dark rude purple. Even with Pomfrey witnessing the 'fight' she still called it a fight bruise and refused to clear it up. But in return there were three scratches going down Pansy's cheek where Hermione had attacked her, they were red and puffy and Pansy winced every time she brought up her hand to brush the marks with her fingertips.
"Pansy, Brown is waiting." Draco said trying to get rid of the girl before Hermione reached them.
"Please Dracoco, "Pansy wined using her nickname for Draco, the one he hated more then the girl herself. " I don't want to go with boring Brown. And I can't stand to leave you with the Mudblood." Controlling his voice, Draco responded as quietly as he could.
"But Pansy, as a prefect I must set an example. Now run along." Pansy made a sad attempt at pouting and then stalked out in search of Brown.
"Well shall we?" Draco turned to see Hermione standing behind him, arms crossed and a cold look plastered on her face. Draco was momentarily taken back by the cool tone he was receiving from her but caught on.
" Yes granger, just don't touch me in anyway. I've spent enough time in the hospital wing, and getting decontaminated because you touched me isn't something I call fun." Draco winked at her before walking ahead of her towards the Kelpie paddocks. When she caught up she was quick to shoot back an insult.
"I wouldn't worry about me touching you Malfoy. I'd sooner die. I'm more worried of catching some disease just standing this close to you."
They had reached the paddocks and there were nine Kelpie running, and lounging in the paddocks. Hagrid turned excitedly to the class. "Each Kelpie has a number on its bridal, pick a number out of this tin," Hagrid held up a metal coffee tin as he spoke handing it to Hermione next to him. "The number matched your Kelpie." Hermione pulled out a small tag with the number 4 printed on it and handed the tag to Draco.
"Hermione, I need to go an' talk to Filtch about something, I want you to go to me hut and Grabbe the buckets of meet there. So we can feed these buggers, take Malfoy with you but watch it, he don't like Fang all that much. " Hagrid didn't eve look up from undoing the knots on the paddock's gate.
"And that's bad because?" Hermione said already walking away towards the back door of Hagrid's hut.
"Watch it Granger. Many, Many girls would be heart broken if that mutt disfigured me in anyway." Draco caught up to her and playfully pulled onto her hair. She spun and pushed his arm away.
"So much for being Lady-Like Hermione." Draco said pulling the gate in Hagrid's pumpkin patch open and letting her through first. Hermione snorted indignantly.
" I didn't even push you that hard you big baby!" He just rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"I didn't mean just now, I meant that little show I got on return from the hospital wing. I swear you just answered the dreams of half the guys back there." Draco smirked at the disgusted look on Hermione's face. Hermione felt she would throw up. She stopped and turned with her hands on her hips, and angry expression on her face. Had this been Ron or Harry they would have flinched in fear, but being Draco he just smirked and crossed his arms.
"What is it with guys and cat fights?" The age-old question, and Draco laughed before answering.
"Well the best of many fantasies, including the old cat fight one, ends in some girl on girl action." He smirked at her and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. She chose to ignore this.
"Draco that's disgusting!" Hermione opened the door to Hagrid's hut without thinking and Fang leapt past her and straight onto Draco. Pushing him down with his massive paws on his chest. But instead of barking or biting Draco, Fang opened his large mouth and licked the side of Draco's head. Hermione couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Get him off! Off!" He tried to shove the large dog off of him but it was no use. When Hermione could finally manage to find enough air she put two fingers in her mouth and whistled.
"Fang off!" Instantly the dos stopped its greeting a la tongue, and leapt off Draco and bound towards her, skidding to a halt and sitting excitedly at her feet. She reached out and pat the dog fondly on the head. "Good boy Fang."
"Good boy?" Draco said sitting up and whipping his cheek with his green and silver scarf. "He attacked me!"
"Attacked? Don't be silly Draco, Fang was giving you kisses, weren't you Fang?" Draco stood up with a look of disbelieve plastered on his face. Hermione was petting the Mutt's head and speaking to it as if it were a baby.
"I'd rather not get 'kisses' from this overgrown mutt." Hermione looked up at him and smiled coyly, and stepped up to stand in front of Draco, mere inches away from him, and a serious expression on her face.
"Would you like kisses from me?" she asked innocently playing with his necktie, her brown eyes shining mischievously.
"Well, that's a somewhat better offer." Draco felt his heart start pumping faster as he pulled her towards him, his hand on the small of her back, and she smiled up at him putting her hands on his chest.
"And I would be happy to oblige, but you have dog spit all over your face." With that she spun out of his grip and dashed into the hut, Fang right behind her.
"Why toy little-"
*
"Weasley, you're stepping on the bridle." Ron turned to see a smug looking Draco Malfoy standing on the other side of the fence, a large bucket in his arms.
"Mind your own business Malfoy." Ron turned away from the annoying Malfoy but whipped back around at the look of Malfoy. The left side of his head was the normal pristine vision, but the right side was a site. His silky silver hair was sticking up at the side as if it were gelled up.
"Well Malfoy, did your Kelpie take a liking to you?" Ron hadn't actually seen Malfoy near a Kelpie, but the look of confusion on his face was priceless.
"What are you on about Weasley?"
"Draco," Crabbe said coming up behind Ron and pulled the bridle right out from under Ron's foot. "What have you done to your hair?" Even though Ron was just a bystander by now, he couldn't help but laugh as Malfoy set his large bucket down quickly and felt his hair. Realization dawned on him and his face grew red with anger.
"Granger!" Draco leapt over the side of the paddock and stalked right over to where Hermione was, taking one look at her laughing, almost to tears, and was about to say something when Parkinson ran over and grabbed his arm.
"Oh Dracoco! What did the mudblood do to your hair?"
Ron was an easygoing guy, he knew his limits and so did his friends, for the most part. Anyone who knew Ron knew that there were two things that always pushed him too far. The first was someone threatening his dignity. And the second was someone hurting his friends and family. So when Ron heard the hurtful words leave Parkinson's mouth he couldn't control his anger. Seeing Hermione stop her joyful laughter straight away showed that she had heard the Slytherin.
"Parkinson, I don't care if you're a girl or not!" Ron pulled out his wand and preformed the same spell that had backfired on him in his second year. But this time there was no broken wand. Pansy was thrown forward into the dirt and when she sat up she was spitting both dirt and slugs disgustedly. There was a burst cheering and laughing by many Gryffindor, but the Slytherins just ignored Parkinson, who had begun to sob between each slug.
*
Hermione tried to hide her smile as Parkinson pulled herself out of the dirt but she couldn't help it. The girl in front of her, who usually was too stuck up to even think about dirt, was covered in it. She held her arms away from her sides, as if thinking they would be contaminated if they came in contact with her now dirty robes. Her sobs were accompanied with large pitiful tears that streaked her face, causing the dry dirt to turn sticky and thick. Hermione watched as Parkinson swerved and faced Ron, rages showing through her tears. She took a step towards him but faltered as she started to gag. She doubled over and spit the largest and slimiest slug Hermione had ever seen.
"You.you.you'll get it for this!" Pansy pointed towards Hermione as she spoke to Ron, "I'm sick of everyone sticking up for her, if she's so smart then why does she need her fan club helping her out?" Another slug came up and Parkinson ducked down again in disgust. Ron took this opportunity to laugh and snap back at her.
"Parkinson the only reason Hermione hasn't already blown you to little Slytherin smithereens, is because, unlike you, she isn't violent, and she isn't harboring same sex tendencies." The entire class burst into gales of laughter, Slytherins included. Parkinson looked as if she had swallowed a slug instead of spitting one up, she looked to her dorm mates for support but they too were laughing.
"Well I never! Weasley I don't know what sick fantasies you have been having but I would rather you didn't include me in them." Ron shook his head as if to shake a thought from his head before shuddering.
"Parkinson, if we were the last people on earth I would sooner eat you then even think of you in that way." Hermione was shocked by Ron's forwardness but everyone else was finding it too hilarious. Hermione was used to Ron blushing and ducking out of these types of confrontations. Hermione briefly wondered that, as a prefect, she shouldn't be watching everything like this. But just briefly. "Its pathetic you know Parkinson," Ron continued, "Hanging off Malfoy like that when he clearly would rather be boiled and then skinned alive. Even you can't be that blind. But then again ignorance is bliss, you must lead a very blissful life." His words were harsh and he began to circle the girl, who had stopped spitting up slugs and was standing stalk still in the circle of students who had gathered to watch Ron spitting insults at her. Tears started to run down her cheeks once again and she sniffed quietly. " I used to think you playing the dumb blond for effect. But know I think its no act, I don't think anyone is that good of an actress." Hermione silently scolded herself as she watched Pansy take each insult, if this had been anyone else, any other person she would have stopped this right away, but Pansy had made herself detestable, by even Hermione's standards.
The person next to Hermione shifted his weight uncomfortably. Hermione looked up at his face and ignored the humorous appearance of his hair. He looked as if her were contemplating a decision, he stood with his arms folded, brow furrowed and eyes narrowed.
"Are you going to do anything about this Draco?" Hermione asked silently and his eyes snapped from the scene in front of him as Ron continued his verbal attack, and to Hermione as if snapping out of a dream. "We are prefects we shouldn't be watching this." His nod did nothing to help her.
"I'm trying to decide how to do this without seeming to care, and without Weasley using me as a punching bag for interrupting him while he is on a roll." He smirked and uncrossed his arms, he took out his wand and muttered a simple re-arranging spell, and his hair was back to its pristine manner. He checked his robes and then stalked forward a few steps, as he already had front row seats. "Alright Weasley, we all understand that Parkinson is pathetic, now lets all get back to our Kelpies before that oaf of a teacher comes back and decides that we are not ready for such large animals and demotes the lot of you back to flabberworms." There were scattered laughs and everyone left the scene and moved off to their Kelpie. Pansy stood staring at the ground and refused to look up at the three people still standing close by. Ron shifted feet and Hermione could see he was snapping out of whatever adrenalin rush was motivating his mouth.
"Alright Ron get back to your Kelpie, Crabbe shouldn't be able to manage alone much longer." Hermione prodded Ron towards his Kelpie with a worried look and he returned the look with a gracious nod. Hermione could feel the tension between herself and Parkinson grow thicker and cleared her throat before Draco decided to speak.
"Off to the lavatory with you Parkinson and splash cold water on your face or something. Don't take more then ten minutes or its points from Slytherin." Pansy nodded, still facing the ground, and quickly walked away and out of the paddock.
"Well that was nicely done," Hermione began slowly. "Couldn't just let her go without saying something to embarrass her further in front of the entire class?" Draco turned to her shaking his head and attempted a smile.
"Hermione don't. You know as well as anyone how insufferable she is. If I had been all defensive for her it would have undone all the good Weasley just managed to do." Hermione decided he was probably right and they set off to get to know their Kelpie. A few minutes after they had begun to get acquainted with their Kelpie Hagrid strode over and nodded to Draco before turning to Hermione with a smile.
"Everything in order?" He asked looking around the paddock for bloodshed. "No trouble?" Before Hermione could answer Draco cut her off.
"When was there ever a day that passed in this school that trouble didn't arise in this class?" He asked coolly, and Hagrid shook his head.
"Good point there Malfoy."
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Ginny poked her head around the corner. What am I going to do? She thought darting from the shadow of the girl's stairwell and into the nook next to the large tower windows. After straining her ear for any sound, and hearing none, Ginny cautiously stepped out into the common room and sighed, as she saw no one. But then it hit her.
"Class!" she shrieked and scooped her bag up from the chair she had tossed it into when she rushed into the Gryffindor tower to escape everything, and everyone. As she rushed to transfiguration, Ginny pondered last night.
As soon as Harry had darted after Hermione Ginny recovered from the shock. Not the shock of Hermione barging in, but the shock from the kiss. Harry was supposed to help Ginny with her charts. She had been late coming from potions, and Harry was waiting on the ledge of the observation deck balcony.
Flashback
"I'm so sorry Harry, Snape held me back," Ginny slammed her bag down and pulled her unfinished charts from the depths of her messy bag.
"That's ok, when are these charts due in by?" Harry asked jumping down from the ledge and walking towards the table Ginny had set her charts on, glancing at them over her shoulder, close, so close she could smell the soap he used.
"Um." Ginny stuttered, her head becoming light, his breath on her neck warm, sending chills up and down her spine. "Next Wednesday." She finally managed weakly, her head tilting to one side on its own accord, revealing more skin from her cloak.
"That's plenty of time," Harry whispered resting his hand on her shoulders and turning her to face him. She grimaced as she knew she was blushing she could feel her face burning from thoughts of his lips. And as she was turned and saw the object of her thoughts, she tried to push them away, knowing they were wrong. But the thought had only a moment to sit on her brain when Ginny was suddenly pulled roughly towards Harry and his lips met hers.
Ginny opened her mouth in surprise and Harry took it as an opportunity to move his tongue into her mouth. Instinctively Ginny moved her mouth to return the kiss. But even just responding felt wrong. This was Harry, Hermione was her best friend. Ginny moved to push Harry away, palms flat on his chest. His arms came up from her hips where they had been sitting and wrapped tightly around her slight frame. But before she could tear her lips away the door behind them opened and Harry leapt away.
" Hermione?" Harry said then swore as Hermione fled with a strangled cry. A second later he was gone and Ginny let out a shaky breath she wasn't aware of holding. She felt compelled to cry but thought against starting there. She had to be alone where no one would bother her, she needed to cry alone.
End of Flashback
As the memory from the night before ended, Ginny found herself outside her transfiguration class. Her watch read that she was 10 full minutes late, and as she stepped into the quiet class, whispers sprung from her classmates, half Gryffindor, half Slytherin. Professor McGonagall gave a sharp look to the students who silenced right away, and then turned her stern gaze on Ginny who had reached her seat, red faced and queasy.
"Miss Weasley, would you mind coming to class on time? 10 points from Gryffindor now take out your books and begin the readings on the board." Ginny did as she was told, sinking as far as she could into her chair. She tried to ignore the looks from her classmates and she tried to concentrate on her textbook. But it was no use. Damn it.
*
Hermione left the dungeons with Ron, and they headed towards Hagrid's hut. They had care of magical creatures with Slytherin, again. Ron was thoughtfully silent beside her, but Hermione wasn't thinking of Ron's odd silent ness. No Hermione was concentrating on the unmistakable feeling of being watched. That prickling, tingling feeling at the back of your neck that sent Goosebumps up and down your spine. Hermione was also concentrating on who was giving her the feeling. It had to be Harry; she had pulled on out of class and marched way ahead of the rest of the class moving towards Hagrid's hut. Harry was among the group flocking towards the gamekeeper's hut. And she could feel his gaze on her.
Suddenly Ron spoke up, snapping Hermione out of her daze and pulling her mind away from the strange feeling at the back of her neck. "Hermione I know this is going to be hard for you." Ron was uncharacteristically serious and it struck Hermione to listen up what Ron was saying. It was rare to get a serious response from him and they usually came out being, for the most part, right. He continued turning to her and halting their walk. "I want to be able to help you Hermione but I know this is rather personal, and I'd just get in the way. But I want you to know that I am here. I always am. Now I'm going to have a talking to with Ginny, and I already had two with Harry. But right now we are just going to get through Care of Magical creatures alive." He smiled and the aged look that had adorned his face vanished. He linked arms with her and she felt he was trying hard, and as he pulled her towards the hut, he tried to make it all right. "Besides, we have to inform Hagrid of a partner switch. My new partner Hermione Granger."
"You know I think your right Ron," Hermione laughed as Ron stuck out his chin proudly and they marched to the hut, the rest of the class had about caught up with them and before Ron could tell the waiting Hagrid about the new partners Hagrid changed them himself.
"Right," he said looking over the group of students. Hermione could tell he was upset about something, and she had a sick feeling in her stomach. "Now before we get started, there are a few changes." His eyes flickered towards Hermione, who he had been avoiding looking at. "Now Dumbledor insists on us.er.mixing up the houses. So here goes." He pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and ignored the complaints from the students. "Harry, your with Goyle. Ron your with Crabbe. Pansy and lavender. Hermione your with Draco. Millicent with Seamus. Nott with Parvatie, and Taylor with Neville." The class stood still and looked around in disbelief, few shooting Harry dirty looks, knowing the real reason the seating in their last class and the partners in this class were being changed.
Hermione looked first to Ron who looked back at her suspiciously. Hermione could tell he thought she had something to do with the changes in all their classes. Her anger flared and she poked him sharply in the ribs.
"What was that for?" Ron demanded, rubbing his sore side,
"Don't give me that look Ron, I have nothing to do with the new arrangements in all the classes. I'm as surprised as you. You'd think they would let us work these things out for ourselves."
"Well Hermione," Ron dropped his voice to a whisper and looked in Harry's direction before continuing. "Its not that, well, Harry has this theory, and I'm not sure I should tell you. But by the way things are working out it looks like he might be right. Even though I know different." Hermione was about to demand to know what Harry's 'theory' was. But Hagrid had begun to lead them towards large paddocks behind his house, shouting instructions.
" Now, everyone in their partners, quickly. We are going to study Kelpie, and I'm going to warn you not to remove their bridles." Instantly Hermione forgot about Ron and Harry and moved excitedly towards Draco and the front of the group. She had read about Kelpie, they were beautiful creatures. They could change form but commonly took the shape of a white horse. Kelpies were only manageable once a bridle was placed on them.
"Now, there is one Kelpie for each pair and today all I want is for you to become familiar with your Kelpie and gain its trust."
* Draco winched inwardly. This was going to be hard. Pansy refused to leave his side and Hermione was already on her way. The bruise on her faces a dark rude purple. Even with Pomfrey witnessing the 'fight' she still called it a fight bruise and refused to clear it up. But in return there were three scratches going down Pansy's cheek where Hermione had attacked her, they were red and puffy and Pansy winced every time she brought up her hand to brush the marks with her fingertips.
"Pansy, Brown is waiting." Draco said trying to get rid of the girl before Hermione reached them.
"Please Dracoco, "Pansy wined using her nickname for Draco, the one he hated more then the girl herself. " I don't want to go with boring Brown. And I can't stand to leave you with the Mudblood." Controlling his voice, Draco responded as quietly as he could.
"But Pansy, as a prefect I must set an example. Now run along." Pansy made a sad attempt at pouting and then stalked out in search of Brown.
"Well shall we?" Draco turned to see Hermione standing behind him, arms crossed and a cold look plastered on her face. Draco was momentarily taken back by the cool tone he was receiving from her but caught on.
" Yes granger, just don't touch me in anyway. I've spent enough time in the hospital wing, and getting decontaminated because you touched me isn't something I call fun." Draco winked at her before walking ahead of her towards the Kelpie paddocks. When she caught up she was quick to shoot back an insult.
"I wouldn't worry about me touching you Malfoy. I'd sooner die. I'm more worried of catching some disease just standing this close to you."
They had reached the paddocks and there were nine Kelpie running, and lounging in the paddocks. Hagrid turned excitedly to the class. "Each Kelpie has a number on its bridal, pick a number out of this tin," Hagrid held up a metal coffee tin as he spoke handing it to Hermione next to him. "The number matched your Kelpie." Hermione pulled out a small tag with the number 4 printed on it and handed the tag to Draco.
"Hermione, I need to go an' talk to Filtch about something, I want you to go to me hut and Grabbe the buckets of meet there. So we can feed these buggers, take Malfoy with you but watch it, he don't like Fang all that much. " Hagrid didn't eve look up from undoing the knots on the paddock's gate.
"And that's bad because?" Hermione said already walking away towards the back door of Hagrid's hut.
"Watch it Granger. Many, Many girls would be heart broken if that mutt disfigured me in anyway." Draco caught up to her and playfully pulled onto her hair. She spun and pushed his arm away.
"So much for being Lady-Like Hermione." Draco said pulling the gate in Hagrid's pumpkin patch open and letting her through first. Hermione snorted indignantly.
" I didn't even push you that hard you big baby!" He just rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"I didn't mean just now, I meant that little show I got on return from the hospital wing. I swear you just answered the dreams of half the guys back there." Draco smirked at the disgusted look on Hermione's face. Hermione felt she would throw up. She stopped and turned with her hands on her hips, and angry expression on her face. Had this been Ron or Harry they would have flinched in fear, but being Draco he just smirked and crossed his arms.
"What is it with guys and cat fights?" The age-old question, and Draco laughed before answering.
"Well the best of many fantasies, including the old cat fight one, ends in some girl on girl action." He smirked at her and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. She chose to ignore this.
"Draco that's disgusting!" Hermione opened the door to Hagrid's hut without thinking and Fang leapt past her and straight onto Draco. Pushing him down with his massive paws on his chest. But instead of barking or biting Draco, Fang opened his large mouth and licked the side of Draco's head. Hermione couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Get him off! Off!" He tried to shove the large dog off of him but it was no use. When Hermione could finally manage to find enough air she put two fingers in her mouth and whistled.
"Fang off!" Instantly the dos stopped its greeting a la tongue, and leapt off Draco and bound towards her, skidding to a halt and sitting excitedly at her feet. She reached out and pat the dog fondly on the head. "Good boy Fang."
"Good boy?" Draco said sitting up and whipping his cheek with his green and silver scarf. "He attacked me!"
"Attacked? Don't be silly Draco, Fang was giving you kisses, weren't you Fang?" Draco stood up with a look of disbelieve plastered on his face. Hermione was petting the Mutt's head and speaking to it as if it were a baby.
"I'd rather not get 'kisses' from this overgrown mutt." Hermione looked up at him and smiled coyly, and stepped up to stand in front of Draco, mere inches away from him, and a serious expression on her face.
"Would you like kisses from me?" she asked innocently playing with his necktie, her brown eyes shining mischievously.
"Well, that's a somewhat better offer." Draco felt his heart start pumping faster as he pulled her towards him, his hand on the small of her back, and she smiled up at him putting her hands on his chest.
"And I would be happy to oblige, but you have dog spit all over your face." With that she spun out of his grip and dashed into the hut, Fang right behind her.
"Why toy little-"
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"Weasley, you're stepping on the bridle." Ron turned to see a smug looking Draco Malfoy standing on the other side of the fence, a large bucket in his arms.
"Mind your own business Malfoy." Ron turned away from the annoying Malfoy but whipped back around at the look of Malfoy. The left side of his head was the normal pristine vision, but the right side was a site. His silky silver hair was sticking up at the side as if it were gelled up.
"Well Malfoy, did your Kelpie take a liking to you?" Ron hadn't actually seen Malfoy near a Kelpie, but the look of confusion on his face was priceless.
"What are you on about Weasley?"
"Draco," Crabbe said coming up behind Ron and pulled the bridle right out from under Ron's foot. "What have you done to your hair?" Even though Ron was just a bystander by now, he couldn't help but laugh as Malfoy set his large bucket down quickly and felt his hair. Realization dawned on him and his face grew red with anger.
"Granger!" Draco leapt over the side of the paddock and stalked right over to where Hermione was, taking one look at her laughing, almost to tears, and was about to say something when Parkinson ran over and grabbed his arm.
"Oh Dracoco! What did the mudblood do to your hair?"
Ron was an easygoing guy, he knew his limits and so did his friends, for the most part. Anyone who knew Ron knew that there were two things that always pushed him too far. The first was someone threatening his dignity. And the second was someone hurting his friends and family. So when Ron heard the hurtful words leave Parkinson's mouth he couldn't control his anger. Seeing Hermione stop her joyful laughter straight away showed that she had heard the Slytherin.
"Parkinson, I don't care if you're a girl or not!" Ron pulled out his wand and preformed the same spell that had backfired on him in his second year. But this time there was no broken wand. Pansy was thrown forward into the dirt and when she sat up she was spitting both dirt and slugs disgustedly. There was a burst cheering and laughing by many Gryffindor, but the Slytherins just ignored Parkinson, who had begun to sob between each slug.
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Hermione tried to hide her smile as Parkinson pulled herself out of the dirt but she couldn't help it. The girl in front of her, who usually was too stuck up to even think about dirt, was covered in it. She held her arms away from her sides, as if thinking they would be contaminated if they came in contact with her now dirty robes. Her sobs were accompanied with large pitiful tears that streaked her face, causing the dry dirt to turn sticky and thick. Hermione watched as Parkinson swerved and faced Ron, rages showing through her tears. She took a step towards him but faltered as she started to gag. She doubled over and spit the largest and slimiest slug Hermione had ever seen.
"You.you.you'll get it for this!" Pansy pointed towards Hermione as she spoke to Ron, "I'm sick of everyone sticking up for her, if she's so smart then why does she need her fan club helping her out?" Another slug came up and Parkinson ducked down again in disgust. Ron took this opportunity to laugh and snap back at her.
"Parkinson the only reason Hermione hasn't already blown you to little Slytherin smithereens, is because, unlike you, she isn't violent, and she isn't harboring same sex tendencies." The entire class burst into gales of laughter, Slytherins included. Parkinson looked as if she had swallowed a slug instead of spitting one up, she looked to her dorm mates for support but they too were laughing.
"Well I never! Weasley I don't know what sick fantasies you have been having but I would rather you didn't include me in them." Ron shook his head as if to shake a thought from his head before shuddering.
"Parkinson, if we were the last people on earth I would sooner eat you then even think of you in that way." Hermione was shocked by Ron's forwardness but everyone else was finding it too hilarious. Hermione was used to Ron blushing and ducking out of these types of confrontations. Hermione briefly wondered that, as a prefect, she shouldn't be watching everything like this. But just briefly. "Its pathetic you know Parkinson," Ron continued, "Hanging off Malfoy like that when he clearly would rather be boiled and then skinned alive. Even you can't be that blind. But then again ignorance is bliss, you must lead a very blissful life." His words were harsh and he began to circle the girl, who had stopped spitting up slugs and was standing stalk still in the circle of students who had gathered to watch Ron spitting insults at her. Tears started to run down her cheeks once again and she sniffed quietly. " I used to think you playing the dumb blond for effect. But know I think its no act, I don't think anyone is that good of an actress." Hermione silently scolded herself as she watched Pansy take each insult, if this had been anyone else, any other person she would have stopped this right away, but Pansy had made herself detestable, by even Hermione's standards.
The person next to Hermione shifted his weight uncomfortably. Hermione looked up at his face and ignored the humorous appearance of his hair. He looked as if her were contemplating a decision, he stood with his arms folded, brow furrowed and eyes narrowed.
"Are you going to do anything about this Draco?" Hermione asked silently and his eyes snapped from the scene in front of him as Ron continued his verbal attack, and to Hermione as if snapping out of a dream. "We are prefects we shouldn't be watching this." His nod did nothing to help her.
"I'm trying to decide how to do this without seeming to care, and without Weasley using me as a punching bag for interrupting him while he is on a roll." He smirked and uncrossed his arms, he took out his wand and muttered a simple re-arranging spell, and his hair was back to its pristine manner. He checked his robes and then stalked forward a few steps, as he already had front row seats. "Alright Weasley, we all understand that Parkinson is pathetic, now lets all get back to our Kelpies before that oaf of a teacher comes back and decides that we are not ready for such large animals and demotes the lot of you back to flabberworms." There were scattered laughs and everyone left the scene and moved off to their Kelpie. Pansy stood staring at the ground and refused to look up at the three people still standing close by. Ron shifted feet and Hermione could see he was snapping out of whatever adrenalin rush was motivating his mouth.
"Alright Ron get back to your Kelpie, Crabbe shouldn't be able to manage alone much longer." Hermione prodded Ron towards his Kelpie with a worried look and he returned the look with a gracious nod. Hermione could feel the tension between herself and Parkinson grow thicker and cleared her throat before Draco decided to speak.
"Off to the lavatory with you Parkinson and splash cold water on your face or something. Don't take more then ten minutes or its points from Slytherin." Pansy nodded, still facing the ground, and quickly walked away and out of the paddock.
"Well that was nicely done," Hermione began slowly. "Couldn't just let her go without saying something to embarrass her further in front of the entire class?" Draco turned to her shaking his head and attempted a smile.
"Hermione don't. You know as well as anyone how insufferable she is. If I had been all defensive for her it would have undone all the good Weasley just managed to do." Hermione decided he was probably right and they set off to get to know their Kelpie. A few minutes after they had begun to get acquainted with their Kelpie Hagrid strode over and nodded to Draco before turning to Hermione with a smile.
"Everything in order?" He asked looking around the paddock for bloodshed. "No trouble?" Before Hermione could answer Draco cut her off.
"When was there ever a day that passed in this school that trouble didn't arise in this class?" He asked coolly, and Hagrid shook his head.
"Good point there Malfoy."
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I have an excuse! This has taken this long because my sister, Valerie, took the disk that this was on and tried to hang it in to her teacher! Sorry, hope this is good enough to make up for the time lapse! This was almost 4 thousand words so I think you wont be too upset! Sorry! More soon! Thanks:
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