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AN Do you people hate fanfiction.net or what? It wouldn't let us update!!! We were so mad! Actually- that's not really the reason we didn't have this chapter up- the real reason is because it wasn't ready to put up. But it is now!! Enjoy!
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Chapter 4
What the Hell- Detention?!
The rest of the weekend passed fairly well. Hermione offered to show Draco around the school on Sunday, and by Monday morning- the whole student body had either fallen into lust with Draco- or jealously.
"It's just not fair," Seamus Finnigan whispered to his best friend, Dean Thomas, "I mean, the girl pops up- and immediately she's in with Harry, Ron and Hermione. We've been roommates for five years, and bam… she's in their circle."
Dean sighed, "Seamus- it's nothing to get into a tizzy about…"
"Even Malfoy had a better chance then we did!" Seamus whined, "at least they showed him the time of day."
By this point, Harry and Ron had heard some of Seamus whining and turned to look at him.
"Seamus- you know that we're your friends," Ron said, standing up and walking to sit next to him, "it's just that you never have any time to spend with us."
Dean bit back a laugh as Seamus pouted a little more. "Maybe it's that you don't have any time to spend with me."
Their conversation was brought to a stop when Draco suddenly appeared wearing her new Gryffindor robes. She kept smoothing them and readjusting them.
"Kari," Ron said, abandoning Seamus and rushing to her side, "you look great."
"Um… thanks Ron," Draco said, tugging on her robes, before turning to Hermione, "are you sure these look good on me?" Draco asked nervously, "Because I've never been one to like red."
"Wait," Harry said, looking up from checking his charms homework, "I thought you went to Durmstang- aren't those uniforms red?"
"Well- yes," Draco said, flushing with the knowledge that Harry and caught her mistake, "but, that doesn't mean that I *like* the color…"
"Nobody said you had to like red," Ron said quickly, taking Draco's hand and leading her to sit with Harry and Hermione.
Draco raised an amused eyebrow, and Ron dropped her hand immediately, a heavy blush staining his cheeks.
Hermione scowled and snapped her book closed, "we'd better get down to breakfast," she said snappishly, "wouldn't want Karisuta to be late on her first day of school now would we?"
"No we wouldn't!" Ron agreed heartily, causing Hermione to scowl a little more heavily at him then before.
Harry laughed, and Draco sent him a pleading look.
"Come on," Harry said to Draco, standing up and offering her his hand, "let's go eat while they duke it out."
Draco giggled, and accepted the hand. Together they walked out of the Gryffindor common room and down the hall, leaving Ron and Hermione to scowl at each other.
*****
That morning, the Gryffindor's had Charms, then Transfiguration. Both Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall were very impressed with their new student- and awarded Gryffindor with a combined sum of fifty points, because of Draco's ability to answer their questions before Hermione.
"Cheer up, Hermione," Ron said to his friend as they headed town to the dungeons for Double Potions, "the teachers are bound to call on other students once in a while…"
But Ron stopped talking as soon as Hermione sent him as evil glare, complete with a low growl.
"Stop trying, Ron," Harry advised his friend in a low voice, "she's not too happy with you right now."
Ron sighed, and the four Gryffindor's trooped into Snape's classroom.
"Why are we sitting in the back of the room," Draco asked, watching as Ron and Hermione hurried to the very back.
"Snape doesn't like us too much," Harry told her, "at least this way- he might not give us the energy of walking all the way to the back of the classroom to yell at us."
Draco smothered a laugh, \\so that's why they always sit in the back of the room\\ Draco thought to herself, following Harry to a table, and sitting down next to him.
All four of them jumped when the door burst open and the Professor stormed his way to the front of the class.
"Today," he began in a voice that stated just how pissed off he really was, "we will be brewing a new potion. It is designed to cure any medical problems you might have: poor eyesight, and bad hearing, and allergies for example."
Draco raised her hand.
"Yes, Miss uh- Mica?" Snape said, looking down at his roster, and seeing Kari's name at the bottem.
"Sir," Draco asked, "what if we don't have any medical problems?"
All of the Gryffindor's looked at Draco a little oddly, and all of the Slytherin's starred at her in shock. Only Draco Malfoy asked questions like that in this class, but even he didn't when Snape was in a bad mood.
"Well, Miss Mica," Professor Snape said, walking to the back of the classroom, "are you asking that, since you are in perfect health, do you have to make the potion?"
Draco held her head high, "no, sir," she answered defiantly- looking at the Professor in obvious dislike, "I was just asking if you took the potion in perfect health, what would happen to you."
The Slytherin's were now staring at Draco with the same dislike that she showed the teacher.
"I see," Snape said, "well- if you were to take this potion when in perfect medical health- you would stay exactly that way you are. There would be no changes." Snape then walked back to the front of the class and picked up a piece of chalk before starting to write the potion ingredients on the board.
When he was finished, he walked to his desk. "Five points will be taken from Gryffindor," he said, "for their classmate's cheek."
Draco slowly started to stand up, but was tugged back down by Harry.
"Sir," Harry said, raising her hand, "don't you think that's a little harsh. She just asked a question about the potion."
"Make that ten points, Potter. And you and Miss Mica can ask all the question's about the potion you want… in detention."
By now, all the Gryffindor's were whispering about Snape's unfairness.
"The rest of you had better get to work- unless you want to join your classmates in detention."
The class quickly got out their cauldrons and ingredients before starting their potions.
"Sorry about that," Draco whispered to Harry, as she bent her head down over her powered grasshoppers, "I didn't mean to get you into trouble."
"I would have gotten into trouble anyway," Harry whispered back, "it's like a cycle. Go to potions, loose points, get detention. Start all over again."
Draco giggled. //damn these girly hormones!// she thought to herself, //I should *not* be giggling!//
Harry dumped his crushed rat sculls into the cauldron and watched as Draco put the grasshoppers in.
"There," she said, looking back up at the board, "now were supposed to stir every three minutes, for twelve minutes, before letting cool."
Harry nodded and looked over at Ron and Hermione's potion. It didn't look a thing like theirs.
"Crud," he moaned, looking back down at the green potion.
"What is it?" Draco asked, following his gaze.
"If there's one thing that I've learned," Harry told her, "it's that Hermione always gets her potions right. Our potion looks nothing like theirs."
Draco looked over at Hermione and Ron's potion, and stifled a laugh. It was bright pink. "No," Draco told Harry, "the potion was supposed to be green, like ours. They added too many mermaid tears… just you watch."
Sure enough- when Snape made his Criticizing Rounds, he was amazed that Harry and Draco's potion was perfect. And the Professor was even more surprised that Hermione's was wrong.
"Miss Granger," Snape snapped, looking down at her potion, "your potion is incorrect- I instructed you to add one mermaid tear, you have added seven. Why is that?" He gave her a piercing stare and Hermione looked down at the table.
"Maybe," Ron said suddenly, "it's because we can't read your writing. That one looks like a seven to me. You writing is worse then chicken scratch."
Snape's eye twitched and he looked at Ron. "Maybe your eyesight has failed," he said in a deadly low voice, "even Potter managed to read my writing. And we all know that he is blind as a bat."
Harry flushed angrily, but continued quietly staring at the desk in front of him.
"Yet, Mr. Potter *and* Miss Mica seemed to get their potion correct. Ten more points from Gryffindor for your pathetic excuse for a potion, and don't let it happen again. And five more points for that chicken scratch remark." Snape started to walk back to the front of the room, but suddenly stopped and turned around, "you and Granger can join your classmates in detention."
Hermione's head jerked up in shock, before she slowly lowered it back to the table, cheeks flushed with shame.
Finally, it was time to test the potions (except for Ron and Hermione's, of course). Harry gulped down what was in the beaker Draco handed him, and blinked a few times, before his eyesight went blurry. He blinked again, and felt a small hand removing his glasses.
"Here," Draco said, pushing them into his hand, "the prescription was so strong, that it messed up your vision. You don't need your glasses anymore."
Harry blinked and looked around the room. "Go figure," he muttered, putting his glasses into his pocket, "who would have thought that Snape would actually do something useful for me…"
Draco giggled again, "Come on," she said, "we'd better get to our next class."
Harry nodded and they caught up with Ron and Hermione, then the four went on their way to the grounds for their next lesson- Care Of Magical Creatures.
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Evilbunny: *cheers* finally! The chapter is done!! YAY!
Hoshi: *sighs and shake's head* what are we going to do with you?
Draco: let's steal her brain so that she can't torture us anymore!!
Harry: no- what won't work… we tried it already, remember?
Evilbunny: *dances around the room*
Draco: *watches Evilbunny* oh yeah…
AN anyway- what did you think? The next chapter is almost done- we just need to fine tune it… but don't worry- we'll put it up soon. Please review- we love reviews. We love flames too- they're funny.
Harry: *giggles*- Snape's eye twitched…
AN Do you people hate fanfiction.net or what? It wouldn't let us update!!! We were so mad! Actually- that's not really the reason we didn't have this chapter up- the real reason is because it wasn't ready to put up. But it is now!! Enjoy!
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Chapter 4
What the Hell- Detention?!
The rest of the weekend passed fairly well. Hermione offered to show Draco around the school on Sunday, and by Monday morning- the whole student body had either fallen into lust with Draco- or jealously.
"It's just not fair," Seamus Finnigan whispered to his best friend, Dean Thomas, "I mean, the girl pops up- and immediately she's in with Harry, Ron and Hermione. We've been roommates for five years, and bam… she's in their circle."
Dean sighed, "Seamus- it's nothing to get into a tizzy about…"
"Even Malfoy had a better chance then we did!" Seamus whined, "at least they showed him the time of day."
By this point, Harry and Ron had heard some of Seamus whining and turned to look at him.
"Seamus- you know that we're your friends," Ron said, standing up and walking to sit next to him, "it's just that you never have any time to spend with us."
Dean bit back a laugh as Seamus pouted a little more. "Maybe it's that you don't have any time to spend with me."
Their conversation was brought to a stop when Draco suddenly appeared wearing her new Gryffindor robes. She kept smoothing them and readjusting them.
"Kari," Ron said, abandoning Seamus and rushing to her side, "you look great."
"Um… thanks Ron," Draco said, tugging on her robes, before turning to Hermione, "are you sure these look good on me?" Draco asked nervously, "Because I've never been one to like red."
"Wait," Harry said, looking up from checking his charms homework, "I thought you went to Durmstang- aren't those uniforms red?"
"Well- yes," Draco said, flushing with the knowledge that Harry and caught her mistake, "but, that doesn't mean that I *like* the color…"
"Nobody said you had to like red," Ron said quickly, taking Draco's hand and leading her to sit with Harry and Hermione.
Draco raised an amused eyebrow, and Ron dropped her hand immediately, a heavy blush staining his cheeks.
Hermione scowled and snapped her book closed, "we'd better get down to breakfast," she said snappishly, "wouldn't want Karisuta to be late on her first day of school now would we?"
"No we wouldn't!" Ron agreed heartily, causing Hermione to scowl a little more heavily at him then before.
Harry laughed, and Draco sent him a pleading look.
"Come on," Harry said to Draco, standing up and offering her his hand, "let's go eat while they duke it out."
Draco giggled, and accepted the hand. Together they walked out of the Gryffindor common room and down the hall, leaving Ron and Hermione to scowl at each other.
*****
That morning, the Gryffindor's had Charms, then Transfiguration. Both Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall were very impressed with their new student- and awarded Gryffindor with a combined sum of fifty points, because of Draco's ability to answer their questions before Hermione.
"Cheer up, Hermione," Ron said to his friend as they headed town to the dungeons for Double Potions, "the teachers are bound to call on other students once in a while…"
But Ron stopped talking as soon as Hermione sent him as evil glare, complete with a low growl.
"Stop trying, Ron," Harry advised his friend in a low voice, "she's not too happy with you right now."
Ron sighed, and the four Gryffindor's trooped into Snape's classroom.
"Why are we sitting in the back of the room," Draco asked, watching as Ron and Hermione hurried to the very back.
"Snape doesn't like us too much," Harry told her, "at least this way- he might not give us the energy of walking all the way to the back of the classroom to yell at us."
Draco smothered a laugh, \\so that's why they always sit in the back of the room\\ Draco thought to herself, following Harry to a table, and sitting down next to him.
All four of them jumped when the door burst open and the Professor stormed his way to the front of the class.
"Today," he began in a voice that stated just how pissed off he really was, "we will be brewing a new potion. It is designed to cure any medical problems you might have: poor eyesight, and bad hearing, and allergies for example."
Draco raised her hand.
"Yes, Miss uh- Mica?" Snape said, looking down at his roster, and seeing Kari's name at the bottem.
"Sir," Draco asked, "what if we don't have any medical problems?"
All of the Gryffindor's looked at Draco a little oddly, and all of the Slytherin's starred at her in shock. Only Draco Malfoy asked questions like that in this class, but even he didn't when Snape was in a bad mood.
"Well, Miss Mica," Professor Snape said, walking to the back of the classroom, "are you asking that, since you are in perfect health, do you have to make the potion?"
Draco held her head high, "no, sir," she answered defiantly- looking at the Professor in obvious dislike, "I was just asking if you took the potion in perfect health, what would happen to you."
The Slytherin's were now staring at Draco with the same dislike that she showed the teacher.
"I see," Snape said, "well- if you were to take this potion when in perfect medical health- you would stay exactly that way you are. There would be no changes." Snape then walked back to the front of the class and picked up a piece of chalk before starting to write the potion ingredients on the board.
When he was finished, he walked to his desk. "Five points will be taken from Gryffindor," he said, "for their classmate's cheek."
Draco slowly started to stand up, but was tugged back down by Harry.
"Sir," Harry said, raising her hand, "don't you think that's a little harsh. She just asked a question about the potion."
"Make that ten points, Potter. And you and Miss Mica can ask all the question's about the potion you want… in detention."
By now, all the Gryffindor's were whispering about Snape's unfairness.
"The rest of you had better get to work- unless you want to join your classmates in detention."
The class quickly got out their cauldrons and ingredients before starting their potions.
"Sorry about that," Draco whispered to Harry, as she bent her head down over her powered grasshoppers, "I didn't mean to get you into trouble."
"I would have gotten into trouble anyway," Harry whispered back, "it's like a cycle. Go to potions, loose points, get detention. Start all over again."
Draco giggled. //damn these girly hormones!// she thought to herself, //I should *not* be giggling!//
Harry dumped his crushed rat sculls into the cauldron and watched as Draco put the grasshoppers in.
"There," she said, looking back up at the board, "now were supposed to stir every three minutes, for twelve minutes, before letting cool."
Harry nodded and looked over at Ron and Hermione's potion. It didn't look a thing like theirs.
"Crud," he moaned, looking back down at the green potion.
"What is it?" Draco asked, following his gaze.
"If there's one thing that I've learned," Harry told her, "it's that Hermione always gets her potions right. Our potion looks nothing like theirs."
Draco looked over at Hermione and Ron's potion, and stifled a laugh. It was bright pink. "No," Draco told Harry, "the potion was supposed to be green, like ours. They added too many mermaid tears… just you watch."
Sure enough- when Snape made his Criticizing Rounds, he was amazed that Harry and Draco's potion was perfect. And the Professor was even more surprised that Hermione's was wrong.
"Miss Granger," Snape snapped, looking down at her potion, "your potion is incorrect- I instructed you to add one mermaid tear, you have added seven. Why is that?" He gave her a piercing stare and Hermione looked down at the table.
"Maybe," Ron said suddenly, "it's because we can't read your writing. That one looks like a seven to me. You writing is worse then chicken scratch."
Snape's eye twitched and he looked at Ron. "Maybe your eyesight has failed," he said in a deadly low voice, "even Potter managed to read my writing. And we all know that he is blind as a bat."
Harry flushed angrily, but continued quietly staring at the desk in front of him.
"Yet, Mr. Potter *and* Miss Mica seemed to get their potion correct. Ten more points from Gryffindor for your pathetic excuse for a potion, and don't let it happen again. And five more points for that chicken scratch remark." Snape started to walk back to the front of the room, but suddenly stopped and turned around, "you and Granger can join your classmates in detention."
Hermione's head jerked up in shock, before she slowly lowered it back to the table, cheeks flushed with shame.
Finally, it was time to test the potions (except for Ron and Hermione's, of course). Harry gulped down what was in the beaker Draco handed him, and blinked a few times, before his eyesight went blurry. He blinked again, and felt a small hand removing his glasses.
"Here," Draco said, pushing them into his hand, "the prescription was so strong, that it messed up your vision. You don't need your glasses anymore."
Harry blinked and looked around the room. "Go figure," he muttered, putting his glasses into his pocket, "who would have thought that Snape would actually do something useful for me…"
Draco giggled again, "Come on," she said, "we'd better get to our next class."
Harry nodded and they caught up with Ron and Hermione, then the four went on their way to the grounds for their next lesson- Care Of Magical Creatures.
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Evilbunny: *cheers* finally! The chapter is done!! YAY!
Hoshi: *sighs and shake's head* what are we going to do with you?
Draco: let's steal her brain so that she can't torture us anymore!!
Harry: no- what won't work… we tried it already, remember?
Evilbunny: *dances around the room*
Draco: *watches Evilbunny* oh yeah…
AN anyway- what did you think? The next chapter is almost done- we just need to fine tune it… but don't worry- we'll put it up soon. Please review- we love reviews. We love flames too- they're funny.
Harry: *giggles*- Snape's eye twitched…
