All for You
By Rage
Chapter Two: Unexpected
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Draco lay on his bed, his hands under his head. He stared at the green ceiling above him, thinking of the incident that happened in the hall.
'Why on earth would..that..that Mudblood Gryffindor help me, a Slytherin?' he thought, obviously still confused why Hermione had helped him with his injury. 'Good thing I didn't tell her what had caused it.'
He thought it was fortunate that it was Hermione who had found him, for he knew that she was smart enough not to tell one of the teachers of his injury. And it was fortunate that she didn't continue asking what had hurt his arm.
FOR Draco didn't know either.
When he was walking through the halls doing his prefect duty, a strong gust of wind had come in from the opposite side of the hall. It seemed like it was a.. creature running, because when the "wind" had met Draco, he felt something scratch his left arm deeply. He fell on the floor, clutching his hurt arm tightly, feeling the blood on his hand.
He was about to pass out, when he heard a familiar voice.
"You again! Malfoy!"
He raised his head, and saw Hermione staring at him with an annoyed face.
She had asked what he was doing there in the halls, and he had told her that he was doing spot checks because he was a prefect. Of course, Hermione didn't believe him. But he WAS a prefect, and he had shown his proof-- his prefect badge. Finally, she had believed him, but rather in a reluctant way.
'Doesn't SHE know that I'm only SECOND to her in class?!' he thought irritably.
He then tried recalling the moment when she had examined his arm, getting a hold of it gently.
~*~FLASHBACK~*~
He stared at her as she looked down on his injury, prodding it with her finger. He grinned slightly when she was not looking, then frowned instantly when she focused her attention at him again and told him that she was going to heal it.
"What?! I don't need your help!" he had told Hermione, moving away from her.
But then she did not listen. She whipped out her wand and raised it.
"Helea Curio!" She had cast a healing spell on his arm. Bright light surrounded the two of them after Hermione said the magic words out loud.
After the golden light (which was caused by the spell) subsided, Hermione studied Draco's arm.
"Good." She muttered, smiling. She got up and started walking away. "Good night, Malfoy." She called to him, not looking back.
Draco touched his now healed arm and gazed at it for several seconds. Then he turned his gaze at the now retreating Hermione. "I could have done better." He grumbled.
He was about to turn the other way, when his body stopped and he stretched his arm out. "Granger!" his voice shouted without his permission. "Wait!"
Hermione stopped walking and slightly turned her head. "What now?" she asked, with a tone of exasperation.
Before he knew it, Draco had already spoken.
"Thanks." He said softly but loud enough for her to hear.
He wasn't expecting a 'you're welcome' from Hermione, so he started walking away..
When Hermione spoke up. "D-don't..mention it."
~*~End Flashback~*~
Draco opened his eyes wide.
"Bloody hell.." he exclaimed, putting his hand on his forehead.
"Draco Malfoy, why are you thinking of that...that Mudblood?!"
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"Good morning to you all!" Professor Flitwick greeted all his students, particularly the sixth year Gryffindors and Slytherins, cheerfully.
"Good morning, Professor Flitwick," they all said. Everyone took their seats and then looked at their small teacher.
"Ahem," he cleared his throat and continued. "Today, we will try to be doing the Friendship charms. Now, what are Friendship charms?"
Instantly, Hermione's hand shot up in the air.
"Yes, Miss Granger?"
"A friendship charm is a charm used to help two people who do not get along become acquaintances or friends." Hermione took a deep breath before continuing with her answer. "The great wizards, Philamus Fortun and Hilda Grint, who were rivals during their time, were the ones who invented this charm to help them get along well with each other."
"Ah, very good, Miss Granger!" Professor Flitwick clapped his hands. "Ten points to Gryffindor for that informative and well said answer!"
All the Gryffindors broke into wide smiles and complemented Hermione. Hermione, on the other hand, grinned, and thanked them.
"Hmph..teacher's pet," Malfoy said loudly, obviously making her hear what he had said.
Hermione, who HAD heard what he had said, glared at him.
"Well, I AM just stating the truth, you know.." he said innocently.
"Ahem, excuse me, you two!" Professor Flitwick continuously waved both his hands at the two students. "Okay, now everyone, please take out your wands!"
Hermione turned her head away from him, and Draco as well.
"The magic words for the Friendship Charm is, 'Finite Argumentum'." Professor Flitwick said, as he took out his own wand from his pocket. "Now, everyone, please say, Finite Argumentum."
"Finite Argumentum!" The students said in unison.
"Very good!" He applauded. "Now, I will break all of you up into pairs so that you may practice this charm."
Ron, Hermione and Harry exchanged nervous looks and gulped.
"Now, Mr. Finnigan with Miss Bulstrode, Miss Patil with Mr. Goyle," Professor Flitwick started pairing a Gryffindor with a Slytherin and vice versa. "Mr. Potter with.."
"Oh no.." Harry stuttered.
"Mr. Crabbe.."
He heaved a sigh. "At least it's not Malfoy!"
"Mr. Weasley with Ms. Parkinson.."
"Oh bloody hell!" Ron cursed, then dragged his feet towards Pansy Parkinson.
Hermione looked at her two best friends then realized whom she would end up with. "Dear God.."
"And finally, Ms. Granger..with Mr. Malfoy."
Malfoy looked at Hermione then smirked. He made his way towards her.
"Well, isn't this nice?" he said.
"Shut up, Malfoy." She replied, not looking at him.
"Now, all of you may practice the Friendship Charms at once!" Professor Flitwick clapped his hands as a signal to start performing the charm.
"Finite Argumentum!" Everyone raised their wands as they said the magic words, and then the room was filled with white light. But then suddenly it turned to red.
When the light faded away, everything was in topsy-turvy. Seamus was on the floor, unconscious; Millicent Bulstrode's hair was all messy; Harry was dirty all over; Ron's hair had turned blue; and the others were either on the floor or hanging in midair.
But only one pair was fine and okay-Hermione and Draco.
Professor Flitwick who was covered in dust coughed and looked at them. "Good Lord, well done, Mr. Malfoy, Miss Hermione!" he said, as he brushed off the dust off his robes. "Everyone, please look at these two students! They have perfected the Friendship Charm!"
Everyone (who was still conscious) looked at the pair.
"Unbelievable!"
"How'd you do it?!"
Draco and Hermione exchanged glances as if saying, "What just happened?!"
"Now, now.." their professor said, "You two must have some kind of connection whatsoever, right, Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy?"
Both of them felt a surge of heat travelling to their cheeks when they answered, "NO!"
"Me?! Be friends with a Mudblood?!"
"Pigs would fly when I get along with THAT Slytherin!!"
Everyone stared at the two as Hermione and Draco glared at each other.
Silence was felt in the class, but was interrupted soon afterwards.
"Uhm..am I disturbing your class, Professor Flitwick?" a voice from outside the classroom said.
Everyone looked at the person who spoke.
"Ah, Professor McGonagall! Here to pick up the prefects?" Professor Flitwick said, smiling cheerfully.
"Ah yes! Yes I am!!" she replied. "May I take them with me now?"
"Yes, yes!!" the Charms teacher then turned to his class and whipped up his wand. "Now, before the prefects go, I will have to clean you all up! Purae Cleneius!"
Instantly, all of them were cleaned up, spic and span.
"Now, all prefects present in this class, will you kindly go with Professor McGonagall right now?" Professor Flitwick said.
Three students nodded and stood up; Hermione, Draco, and Thomas Dean. They said goodbye to their professor and went out of the classroom.
"Thank you, Professor," Professor McGonagall nodded to Professor Flitwick and then turned to the three prefects.
"Now, all of you, come with me to the Staff Room. Professor Dumbledore is waiting for us there, as well as the other prefects and the Head Boy and Girl." She told them with a serious tone.
They started walking in the halls in silence.
"Why are we needed all of a sudden, Professor?" Hermione asked suddenly,
Professor McGonagall stopped walking. She took off her spectacles and then turned to the students.
"It's happening once again." She said, pausing.
"What's happening again?" Draco asked.
"Something evil and more lethal.."
"Than the basilisk?" Thomas asked curiously.
"Yes..something deadlier than the basilisk..
"is prowling in Hogwarts."
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AN: What's that evil thing? Hmm.. find out in the next chapter!! Please! Review!!!
Chapter Two: Unexpected
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Draco lay on his bed, his hands under his head. He stared at the green ceiling above him, thinking of the incident that happened in the hall.
'Why on earth would..that..that Mudblood Gryffindor help me, a Slytherin?' he thought, obviously still confused why Hermione had helped him with his injury. 'Good thing I didn't tell her what had caused it.'
He thought it was fortunate that it was Hermione who had found him, for he knew that she was smart enough not to tell one of the teachers of his injury. And it was fortunate that she didn't continue asking what had hurt his arm.
FOR Draco didn't know either.
When he was walking through the halls doing his prefect duty, a strong gust of wind had come in from the opposite side of the hall. It seemed like it was a.. creature running, because when the "wind" had met Draco, he felt something scratch his left arm deeply. He fell on the floor, clutching his hurt arm tightly, feeling the blood on his hand.
He was about to pass out, when he heard a familiar voice.
"You again! Malfoy!"
He raised his head, and saw Hermione staring at him with an annoyed face.
She had asked what he was doing there in the halls, and he had told her that he was doing spot checks because he was a prefect. Of course, Hermione didn't believe him. But he WAS a prefect, and he had shown his proof-- his prefect badge. Finally, she had believed him, but rather in a reluctant way.
'Doesn't SHE know that I'm only SECOND to her in class?!' he thought irritably.
He then tried recalling the moment when she had examined his arm, getting a hold of it gently.
~*~FLASHBACK~*~
He stared at her as she looked down on his injury, prodding it with her finger. He grinned slightly when she was not looking, then frowned instantly when she focused her attention at him again and told him that she was going to heal it.
"What?! I don't need your help!" he had told Hermione, moving away from her.
But then she did not listen. She whipped out her wand and raised it.
"Helea Curio!" She had cast a healing spell on his arm. Bright light surrounded the two of them after Hermione said the magic words out loud.
After the golden light (which was caused by the spell) subsided, Hermione studied Draco's arm.
"Good." She muttered, smiling. She got up and started walking away. "Good night, Malfoy." She called to him, not looking back.
Draco touched his now healed arm and gazed at it for several seconds. Then he turned his gaze at the now retreating Hermione. "I could have done better." He grumbled.
He was about to turn the other way, when his body stopped and he stretched his arm out. "Granger!" his voice shouted without his permission. "Wait!"
Hermione stopped walking and slightly turned her head. "What now?" she asked, with a tone of exasperation.
Before he knew it, Draco had already spoken.
"Thanks." He said softly but loud enough for her to hear.
He wasn't expecting a 'you're welcome' from Hermione, so he started walking away..
When Hermione spoke up. "D-don't..mention it."
~*~End Flashback~*~
Draco opened his eyes wide.
"Bloody hell.." he exclaimed, putting his hand on his forehead.
"Draco Malfoy, why are you thinking of that...that Mudblood?!"
~*~
"Good morning to you all!" Professor Flitwick greeted all his students, particularly the sixth year Gryffindors and Slytherins, cheerfully.
"Good morning, Professor Flitwick," they all said. Everyone took their seats and then looked at their small teacher.
"Ahem," he cleared his throat and continued. "Today, we will try to be doing the Friendship charms. Now, what are Friendship charms?"
Instantly, Hermione's hand shot up in the air.
"Yes, Miss Granger?"
"A friendship charm is a charm used to help two people who do not get along become acquaintances or friends." Hermione took a deep breath before continuing with her answer. "The great wizards, Philamus Fortun and Hilda Grint, who were rivals during their time, were the ones who invented this charm to help them get along well with each other."
"Ah, very good, Miss Granger!" Professor Flitwick clapped his hands. "Ten points to Gryffindor for that informative and well said answer!"
All the Gryffindors broke into wide smiles and complemented Hermione. Hermione, on the other hand, grinned, and thanked them.
"Hmph..teacher's pet," Malfoy said loudly, obviously making her hear what he had said.
Hermione, who HAD heard what he had said, glared at him.
"Well, I AM just stating the truth, you know.." he said innocently.
"Ahem, excuse me, you two!" Professor Flitwick continuously waved both his hands at the two students. "Okay, now everyone, please take out your wands!"
Hermione turned her head away from him, and Draco as well.
"The magic words for the Friendship Charm is, 'Finite Argumentum'." Professor Flitwick said, as he took out his own wand from his pocket. "Now, everyone, please say, Finite Argumentum."
"Finite Argumentum!" The students said in unison.
"Very good!" He applauded. "Now, I will break all of you up into pairs so that you may practice this charm."
Ron, Hermione and Harry exchanged nervous looks and gulped.
"Now, Mr. Finnigan with Miss Bulstrode, Miss Patil with Mr. Goyle," Professor Flitwick started pairing a Gryffindor with a Slytherin and vice versa. "Mr. Potter with.."
"Oh no.." Harry stuttered.
"Mr. Crabbe.."
He heaved a sigh. "At least it's not Malfoy!"
"Mr. Weasley with Ms. Parkinson.."
"Oh bloody hell!" Ron cursed, then dragged his feet towards Pansy Parkinson.
Hermione looked at her two best friends then realized whom she would end up with. "Dear God.."
"And finally, Ms. Granger..with Mr. Malfoy."
Malfoy looked at Hermione then smirked. He made his way towards her.
"Well, isn't this nice?" he said.
"Shut up, Malfoy." She replied, not looking at him.
"Now, all of you may practice the Friendship Charms at once!" Professor Flitwick clapped his hands as a signal to start performing the charm.
"Finite Argumentum!" Everyone raised their wands as they said the magic words, and then the room was filled with white light. But then suddenly it turned to red.
When the light faded away, everything was in topsy-turvy. Seamus was on the floor, unconscious; Millicent Bulstrode's hair was all messy; Harry was dirty all over; Ron's hair had turned blue; and the others were either on the floor or hanging in midair.
But only one pair was fine and okay-Hermione and Draco.
Professor Flitwick who was covered in dust coughed and looked at them. "Good Lord, well done, Mr. Malfoy, Miss Hermione!" he said, as he brushed off the dust off his robes. "Everyone, please look at these two students! They have perfected the Friendship Charm!"
Everyone (who was still conscious) looked at the pair.
"Unbelievable!"
"How'd you do it?!"
Draco and Hermione exchanged glances as if saying, "What just happened?!"
"Now, now.." their professor said, "You two must have some kind of connection whatsoever, right, Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy?"
Both of them felt a surge of heat travelling to their cheeks when they answered, "NO!"
"Me?! Be friends with a Mudblood?!"
"Pigs would fly when I get along with THAT Slytherin!!"
Everyone stared at the two as Hermione and Draco glared at each other.
Silence was felt in the class, but was interrupted soon afterwards.
"Uhm..am I disturbing your class, Professor Flitwick?" a voice from outside the classroom said.
Everyone looked at the person who spoke.
"Ah, Professor McGonagall! Here to pick up the prefects?" Professor Flitwick said, smiling cheerfully.
"Ah yes! Yes I am!!" she replied. "May I take them with me now?"
"Yes, yes!!" the Charms teacher then turned to his class and whipped up his wand. "Now, before the prefects go, I will have to clean you all up! Purae Cleneius!"
Instantly, all of them were cleaned up, spic and span.
"Now, all prefects present in this class, will you kindly go with Professor McGonagall right now?" Professor Flitwick said.
Three students nodded and stood up; Hermione, Draco, and Thomas Dean. They said goodbye to their professor and went out of the classroom.
"Thank you, Professor," Professor McGonagall nodded to Professor Flitwick and then turned to the three prefects.
"Now, all of you, come with me to the Staff Room. Professor Dumbledore is waiting for us there, as well as the other prefects and the Head Boy and Girl." She told them with a serious tone.
They started walking in the halls in silence.
"Why are we needed all of a sudden, Professor?" Hermione asked suddenly,
Professor McGonagall stopped walking. She took off her spectacles and then turned to the students.
"It's happening once again." She said, pausing.
"What's happening again?" Draco asked.
"Something evil and more lethal.."
"Than the basilisk?" Thomas asked curiously.
"Yes..something deadlier than the basilisk..
"is prowling in Hogwarts."
~*~
AN: What's that evil thing? Hmm.. find out in the next chapter!! Please! Review!!!