Chapter Three Meeting People
Rupert, as quiet as snakes get, slithered up Draco's stomach as Hermione and Emelia watched with amused expresions. Draco stirred and opened his eyes, still not noticing the snake. He smiled at Hermione who grinned devilishly back at him.
"Mione? What are you doing here?" he asked. Hermione put on an inoccent face, sticking out her bottom lip cutely.
"Just wanted to introduce you to my two buddies." she said lifting up her hair to reveal her scaley friend. Draco was pretty shocked that she owned a snake, let alone have it around her neck. It was pretty much weird because she just so happened to be in Griffindor, and her having a snake was a sign of being a double crossing, no good scummy traitor.
"Wait, did you say, two buddies?" he asked, eyeing her suspiciously. She giggled, deep in her throat, and pointed to his stomach. There, curled up into a heap of black coils was a sleeping snake. Draco smiled and picked it up, petting his head with a finger.
Hermione was a but dissapointed, though she didn't expect him to shriek like a girl and run off swinging his arms in the air, though that would be pretty funny. Draco noticed that both of Hermione's snakes were jet black, exept for the one he was holding who also had blood red streaks running down his side.
He sat up and motioned Hermione to sit with him. The snake on Hermione's shoulders hissed at Draco, eyeing him suspiciously. Hermione laughed.
"This is Emelia, and as you've heard before, she's pretty cranky." she said and petted Emelia's head. Draco nodded.
"I was wondering who this Emelia was ever since you mention him to the dragon. And who's this little fellow?" he pointed to the snake around his own neck while saying this.
"Thats Rupert, he likes practicly everyone if they give him frozen rats, it's his fav food." she informed the blond boy. Draco smiled and nodded his head to his desk. There, on top of the mahogany wood, was a tank.
Hermione squealed exitedly and rushed over to it, making Draco chuckle. She dug around in it to find a light green garner snake, hissing quietly at her. Hermione looked at Draco as if asking permission, and he nodded as if granting her wish.
She gently and carefully took out the snake and held it in her hands. A small tear ran down her cheek, wich she couldn't brush away because her hand were holding the small snake. Draco stood and lightly brushed it away, she smiled at him gratefully.
"It's just, I used to have garner snake too but...that bastard Ron killed him saying I was a traitor if I kept him. He was my best friend." she said and smiled sadly. Draco hugged her, Rupert still on his shoulders. He used this oppertunity to slyther back onto his master's shoulders, joining his girlfriend Emelia.
Hermione handed Draco the small snake and asked him whats his or her name.
"It's Elie, thought it might be cute." he said and blushed a bit. Hermione smiled warmly and caressed her finger gently over the snake's head. She closed her eyes lazily, enjoying the soft caress. Rupert did a weird kind of gargaling sound and earned himself a snip from Emelia.
"Now now Rup, don't flirt with Elie or Emelia will might as well eat you!" she scolded Rupert while laughing with Draco. After they hung around a bit more, Hermione went back to her room and put her two pets in their tank.
Draco came in a while later to check out her room.
"I see your favorite color is black." he said simply. Hermione nodded but before they could do much more, they heard a loud, knocking on the portrait down below.
"Oops, I don't think they know the password" said Hermione and she Draco burst out laughing. Draco lazily sujested they open it for them, and they started down the trapdoor but Hermione accidently knocked over a flower vase, spilling water all over herself.
"Shit! You go Draco, I'll be down to your rescue in a minute." she said and rushed back into her room, quikly dressing. The blond Slytherin slid down the ladder, they had a new way of going down; instead of putting one foot after another on the bars, they just slide down on the sides.
Draco walked ever so slowly to the portrait and, ever so slowly, opened it. Four, rather annoyed, students topled in. They were all yelling and pouting, huffing and puffing. Draco watched the scene with a evil smirk, his muscular arms crossed over his chest.
Harry looked over at Draco from the ground and his expression turned sour, but Draco could see fear in his green eyes. He smirked and crouched down to meet Harry's face. Potter immediatly winced and backed away.
"Aww, don't be scared Harry. You are after all Head boy." he said mocking niceness in his voice.
"Malfoy! Did you change the password? Tell me!" he said trying to sound strong and not scared, though his voice faltered. Draco smirked, one of his nasty smirks, the smirk that obviously says that he has something nasty planned.
Harry's face paled a bit and he stayed quiet.
"What Potter? Why should you be afraid of me? YOU killed the Dark Lord single handedly." he said, enjoying the reaction on his face. The black haired boy's face flickered for a second with guilt, then fear, then a fake superior look.
"Yes, yes I did kill him. So you better watch your ass Malfoy!" he said, obviously trying to scare him but doing a poor job of it.
"I'd love to watch my ass, it's quite a sight actually. Would you like to see?" he said and started to unbuckle his belt, but there was an earspilitting roar from somewhere and down slid Hermione from the ladder, shrieking like mad.
Everyone screamed at the sight and jumped to their feet, running for their lives. Hermione started to jump up and down, she was screaming some words, wich actually turned out to be a heavy metal song. (a/n Woo hoo Bloody Slit Throats!!)
They all hid behind the couch, quivering with fright. Hermione stopped singing and cracked up with Draco. They both laughed like it was the funniest thing on earth, back to back, leaning on each other for support.
"That was bloody brilliant! Look at them! Like mice hiding from a snake!" he wheezed between laughs. Hermione tried to stiffle a laugh but failed and let out a loud snort. They laughed harder at this, and the others, seeing as there was no danger, crept out from behind the couch.
When the two finally stopped laughing, Draco took a look at Hermione. She was wearing jet black jeans, bellbottom and thigh tight with a white snake drawn on one of pant sleeves. Her top was a small, tight, black speghetti strap tank top, wich showed her glittery bellybutton ring.
On her head was a black beanie wich drooped into her eyes wich had black mascara, her shoes were black vans. Her lips, you guessed it, had black lipstick. Draco, and everyone else though they wouldn't admit it, thought she looked really fine. On her neck, half covered by her dark brown hair was Emelia.
She peered out from behind the girls hair, taking a look at the others. They all jumped back when they saw the snake hissing quietly at them. Hermione had a nasty idea in her head and she smirked that I-know-something- nasty-wich-I'm-going-to-use-on-you smirk.
"Hey guys! This is my buddie Emelia! Do you want to meet her?" she said and took her pet off from her shoulder. She gave Draco a wink and he smirked back at her, the same nasty smirk.
"She likes you Harry! Do you want to pet her?" she asked with an inncocent face and she neared the Head boy holding out Emelia. Harry immediatly jumped back and gave a small whimper. Hermione tried with all her might to stiffle her laugh.
"You scared Harry? Well well well, the great and powerful Potter, the one who killed Voldemort is afraid of a harmless little snake." she said saying this all slowly, playing on his nerves.
"No I'm not! Give me that snake! I'm a Parseltonge anyway!" he shouted and looked at the snake.
"Hmm, so am I." she said and handed him the snake. Everyone gaped at her as if she'd grown an extra head. How can Granger be Parselmouth? Harry gulped and took the snake from Hermione. Emelia looked at Harry with disgust, well, you couldn't really tell she was disgusted as she was a snake, but she was.
Ah, so your that Pot Head Mione's been talking about she hissed up at him. Hermione listened to this with an evil grin, she looked at Draco who was still a bit shocked and was staring blankly at her.
Yes, so whats it to you?! hissed back Harry, trying to sound mean and strong.
Haha! You idiot! We snakes have instincts, we can tell when your scared so don't pull that I'm-so-tough shit with me! Emelia snarled back. (well, actuall hissed back, but, you get the point)
Hmm, Harry. Do you know what kind of snake I am? asked Emelia sweetly. Harry shook his head a bit to roughly and his glasses flew off and hit Robert in the face.
You don't want to know. But if I please, you could be curled up on the ground dying slowly and painfully she hissed the 'slowly' and 'painfully' out slow and long. Harry gulped.
You wouldn't dare! he said and she chuckled. She shot up and bit him in the wrist. She wasn't poisonous, she wasn't even dangerous, she was just playing with his head. It was all part of the plan.
Harry shreiked like a girl who just saw a mouse and threw Emelia into the air and ran around in circles, clutching his wrist. Hermione had caught her snake and was now laughing her head off. Everyone, exept her and Draco, were running around after Harry while he screamed and waved his free hand in the air.
Draco had also joined in with the laughing and together they climbed back to their own common room. Hermione hissed something to Emelia and she slythered away to her room. Hermione sat down on a sofa, stretching out her legs in front of her and put both hands under her head.
"What? How? When? Who?" began Draco but was silenced by Hermione. She patted the seat next to him and he came and sat down obediantly. She looked at him, then took a deep breath. "You're probably wondering why and how I'm a Parselmouth, right?" he nodded his head franticly. "Well, I guess we should start with the fact that I KILLED VOLDEMORT. Potter hexed me once I killed him, picked up my wand and made it look like he killed him. Well, people thought I was insane and they threw me into St. Mungo's and they went on praising o glorious Pott Head!" Draco was listening to all of this, and he beleived every word of it.
"Okay, me being the intelligent one, said a couple of well chosen sentences and I was out of that mental institute before we could day 'Potters a Faking Bastard' anyway, when I killed Voldemort, this weird light shot out of him, and straight into me. I guess, as his downfall, I got some of his powers." she finished and stared at him expectantly.
Draco took it all in and smiled at her.
"I knew Potters a fake! I said why was he so scared of me if he killed Voldemort and his face was all guilty, he had fake written all over his ugly little face!" he said and punched the air triumphantly.
Hermione laughed and closed her eyes, being all of the sudden very tired.
"Hey, what did you tell Emelia before you gave her to Potty?" he asked very curiously. Hermione grinned, still not opening her eyes.
"Just to scare the living hell out of him." she said simply and drooped her head down to his shoulder. Draco, still trying to keep up a conversation, went on rambling.
"Ha! That was a good idea, jump in screaming your head off! They were all teriffied!" he said and hermione groaned.
"Don't you ever shut up?" she mumbled into his shoulder. He smirked.
"No, no ones ever told me to shut up." he stated.
"Well, I'm telling you right now: Shut the fuck up!" she grumbled. Draco laughed and mocked a pout.
"Shee, make me!" he said and she laughed soflty. "You don't want me to, you won't stand up for a week." she said, raising her head up a bit. Draco, who was expecting something else sighed dissapoitedly.
"Oh come on! What? Was I supposed to kiss you?" she asked from his shoulder. Draco chuckled.
"Actually, yeah, that was my goal, yes." he said and she pulled away, a smile on her black lips.
"Nah, you wouldn't want me to kiss you right now. Look I have lip stick on!" she said and pursed her lips as if showing them to him. He shrugged and looked away. She kissed him on the cheek, a sweet smooch on the cheek, thats all.
"I'll give you the real thing later babe." she said and snuggled into his shoulder again. Draco smiled at her and put his arm around her waist, making it more comfortable for her. Her head slid down to his chest and she wiggled around a bit, searching for a comfortable position.
She curled up her legs and closed her eyes, smiling. Draco dug his face into her beanie wich was soft and warm.
"Doesn't this beanie bother you?" he asked, not really asking her because he pulled it off himself. Hermione didn't even notice, just snoozed on. Now Draco dug his face into her smooth, silky hair. He wanted to get her smell, because she always seemed to fill the room with a sweet and delicious smell he couldn't quite place.
He inhaled deeply and was delighted to discover that this smell was indeed from her hair. It smelt of cinamon and apples, it filled his nostrils with a nice feeling.
"Smellin my hair are you?" she mumbled happily from her postition on his chest.
"Yes, actually I am. You smell really nice you know." he said and dug his nose in deeper. She giggled and slowly drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
a/n That was a long chapter! I hope you all enjoyed it though! Well, I'm a bit lazy and I don't feel like writing the rest of the authors notes. I just came back from Patricks house, me and my pals were at his house all night, just hanging out and practicing our songs, and I'm exhausted, really I am. So forgive me if I don't do the thank you's, but I'm going to sleep the rest of the day, so see ya...
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Rupert, as quiet as snakes get, slithered up Draco's stomach as Hermione and Emelia watched with amused expresions. Draco stirred and opened his eyes, still not noticing the snake. He smiled at Hermione who grinned devilishly back at him.
"Mione? What are you doing here?" he asked. Hermione put on an inoccent face, sticking out her bottom lip cutely.
"Just wanted to introduce you to my two buddies." she said lifting up her hair to reveal her scaley friend. Draco was pretty shocked that she owned a snake, let alone have it around her neck. It was pretty much weird because she just so happened to be in Griffindor, and her having a snake was a sign of being a double crossing, no good scummy traitor.
"Wait, did you say, two buddies?" he asked, eyeing her suspiciously. She giggled, deep in her throat, and pointed to his stomach. There, curled up into a heap of black coils was a sleeping snake. Draco smiled and picked it up, petting his head with a finger.
Hermione was a but dissapointed, though she didn't expect him to shriek like a girl and run off swinging his arms in the air, though that would be pretty funny. Draco noticed that both of Hermione's snakes were jet black, exept for the one he was holding who also had blood red streaks running down his side.
He sat up and motioned Hermione to sit with him. The snake on Hermione's shoulders hissed at Draco, eyeing him suspiciously. Hermione laughed.
"This is Emelia, and as you've heard before, she's pretty cranky." she said and petted Emelia's head. Draco nodded.
"I was wondering who this Emelia was ever since you mention him to the dragon. And who's this little fellow?" he pointed to the snake around his own neck while saying this.
"Thats Rupert, he likes practicly everyone if they give him frozen rats, it's his fav food." she informed the blond boy. Draco smiled and nodded his head to his desk. There, on top of the mahogany wood, was a tank.
Hermione squealed exitedly and rushed over to it, making Draco chuckle. She dug around in it to find a light green garner snake, hissing quietly at her. Hermione looked at Draco as if asking permission, and he nodded as if granting her wish.
She gently and carefully took out the snake and held it in her hands. A small tear ran down her cheek, wich she couldn't brush away because her hand were holding the small snake. Draco stood and lightly brushed it away, she smiled at him gratefully.
"It's just, I used to have garner snake too but...that bastard Ron killed him saying I was a traitor if I kept him. He was my best friend." she said and smiled sadly. Draco hugged her, Rupert still on his shoulders. He used this oppertunity to slyther back onto his master's shoulders, joining his girlfriend Emelia.
Hermione handed Draco the small snake and asked him whats his or her name.
"It's Elie, thought it might be cute." he said and blushed a bit. Hermione smiled warmly and caressed her finger gently over the snake's head. She closed her eyes lazily, enjoying the soft caress. Rupert did a weird kind of gargaling sound and earned himself a snip from Emelia.
"Now now Rup, don't flirt with Elie or Emelia will might as well eat you!" she scolded Rupert while laughing with Draco. After they hung around a bit more, Hermione went back to her room and put her two pets in their tank.
Draco came in a while later to check out her room.
"I see your favorite color is black." he said simply. Hermione nodded but before they could do much more, they heard a loud, knocking on the portrait down below.
"Oops, I don't think they know the password" said Hermione and she Draco burst out laughing. Draco lazily sujested they open it for them, and they started down the trapdoor but Hermione accidently knocked over a flower vase, spilling water all over herself.
"Shit! You go Draco, I'll be down to your rescue in a minute." she said and rushed back into her room, quikly dressing. The blond Slytherin slid down the ladder, they had a new way of going down; instead of putting one foot after another on the bars, they just slide down on the sides.
Draco walked ever so slowly to the portrait and, ever so slowly, opened it. Four, rather annoyed, students topled in. They were all yelling and pouting, huffing and puffing. Draco watched the scene with a evil smirk, his muscular arms crossed over his chest.
Harry looked over at Draco from the ground and his expression turned sour, but Draco could see fear in his green eyes. He smirked and crouched down to meet Harry's face. Potter immediatly winced and backed away.
"Aww, don't be scared Harry. You are after all Head boy." he said mocking niceness in his voice.
"Malfoy! Did you change the password? Tell me!" he said trying to sound strong and not scared, though his voice faltered. Draco smirked, one of his nasty smirks, the smirk that obviously says that he has something nasty planned.
Harry's face paled a bit and he stayed quiet.
"What Potter? Why should you be afraid of me? YOU killed the Dark Lord single handedly." he said, enjoying the reaction on his face. The black haired boy's face flickered for a second with guilt, then fear, then a fake superior look.
"Yes, yes I did kill him. So you better watch your ass Malfoy!" he said, obviously trying to scare him but doing a poor job of it.
"I'd love to watch my ass, it's quite a sight actually. Would you like to see?" he said and started to unbuckle his belt, but there was an earspilitting roar from somewhere and down slid Hermione from the ladder, shrieking like mad.
Everyone screamed at the sight and jumped to their feet, running for their lives. Hermione started to jump up and down, she was screaming some words, wich actually turned out to be a heavy metal song. (a/n Woo hoo Bloody Slit Throats!!)
They all hid behind the couch, quivering with fright. Hermione stopped singing and cracked up with Draco. They both laughed like it was the funniest thing on earth, back to back, leaning on each other for support.
"That was bloody brilliant! Look at them! Like mice hiding from a snake!" he wheezed between laughs. Hermione tried to stiffle a laugh but failed and let out a loud snort. They laughed harder at this, and the others, seeing as there was no danger, crept out from behind the couch.
When the two finally stopped laughing, Draco took a look at Hermione. She was wearing jet black jeans, bellbottom and thigh tight with a white snake drawn on one of pant sleeves. Her top was a small, tight, black speghetti strap tank top, wich showed her glittery bellybutton ring.
On her head was a black beanie wich drooped into her eyes wich had black mascara, her shoes were black vans. Her lips, you guessed it, had black lipstick. Draco, and everyone else though they wouldn't admit it, thought she looked really fine. On her neck, half covered by her dark brown hair was Emelia.
She peered out from behind the girls hair, taking a look at the others. They all jumped back when they saw the snake hissing quietly at them. Hermione had a nasty idea in her head and she smirked that I-know-something- nasty-wich-I'm-going-to-use-on-you smirk.
"Hey guys! This is my buddie Emelia! Do you want to meet her?" she said and took her pet off from her shoulder. She gave Draco a wink and he smirked back at her, the same nasty smirk.
"She likes you Harry! Do you want to pet her?" she asked with an inncocent face and she neared the Head boy holding out Emelia. Harry immediatly jumped back and gave a small whimper. Hermione tried with all her might to stiffle her laugh.
"You scared Harry? Well well well, the great and powerful Potter, the one who killed Voldemort is afraid of a harmless little snake." she said saying this all slowly, playing on his nerves.
"No I'm not! Give me that snake! I'm a Parseltonge anyway!" he shouted and looked at the snake.
"Hmm, so am I." she said and handed him the snake. Everyone gaped at her as if she'd grown an extra head. How can Granger be Parselmouth? Harry gulped and took the snake from Hermione. Emelia looked at Harry with disgust, well, you couldn't really tell she was disgusted as she was a snake, but she was.
Ah, so your that Pot Head Mione's been talking about she hissed up at him. Hermione listened to this with an evil grin, she looked at Draco who was still a bit shocked and was staring blankly at her.
Yes, so whats it to you?! hissed back Harry, trying to sound mean and strong.
Haha! You idiot! We snakes have instincts, we can tell when your scared so don't pull that I'm-so-tough shit with me! Emelia snarled back. (well, actuall hissed back, but, you get the point)
Hmm, Harry. Do you know what kind of snake I am? asked Emelia sweetly. Harry shook his head a bit to roughly and his glasses flew off and hit Robert in the face.
You don't want to know. But if I please, you could be curled up on the ground dying slowly and painfully she hissed the 'slowly' and 'painfully' out slow and long. Harry gulped.
You wouldn't dare! he said and she chuckled. She shot up and bit him in the wrist. She wasn't poisonous, she wasn't even dangerous, she was just playing with his head. It was all part of the plan.
Harry shreiked like a girl who just saw a mouse and threw Emelia into the air and ran around in circles, clutching his wrist. Hermione had caught her snake and was now laughing her head off. Everyone, exept her and Draco, were running around after Harry while he screamed and waved his free hand in the air.
Draco had also joined in with the laughing and together they climbed back to their own common room. Hermione hissed something to Emelia and she slythered away to her room. Hermione sat down on a sofa, stretching out her legs in front of her and put both hands under her head.
"What? How? When? Who?" began Draco but was silenced by Hermione. She patted the seat next to him and he came and sat down obediantly. She looked at him, then took a deep breath. "You're probably wondering why and how I'm a Parselmouth, right?" he nodded his head franticly. "Well, I guess we should start with the fact that I KILLED VOLDEMORT. Potter hexed me once I killed him, picked up my wand and made it look like he killed him. Well, people thought I was insane and they threw me into St. Mungo's and they went on praising o glorious Pott Head!" Draco was listening to all of this, and he beleived every word of it.
"Okay, me being the intelligent one, said a couple of well chosen sentences and I was out of that mental institute before we could day 'Potters a Faking Bastard' anyway, when I killed Voldemort, this weird light shot out of him, and straight into me. I guess, as his downfall, I got some of his powers." she finished and stared at him expectantly.
Draco took it all in and smiled at her.
"I knew Potters a fake! I said why was he so scared of me if he killed Voldemort and his face was all guilty, he had fake written all over his ugly little face!" he said and punched the air triumphantly.
Hermione laughed and closed her eyes, being all of the sudden very tired.
"Hey, what did you tell Emelia before you gave her to Potty?" he asked very curiously. Hermione grinned, still not opening her eyes.
"Just to scare the living hell out of him." she said simply and drooped her head down to his shoulder. Draco, still trying to keep up a conversation, went on rambling.
"Ha! That was a good idea, jump in screaming your head off! They were all teriffied!" he said and hermione groaned.
"Don't you ever shut up?" she mumbled into his shoulder. He smirked.
"No, no ones ever told me to shut up." he stated.
"Well, I'm telling you right now: Shut the fuck up!" she grumbled. Draco laughed and mocked a pout.
"Shee, make me!" he said and she laughed soflty. "You don't want me to, you won't stand up for a week." she said, raising her head up a bit. Draco, who was expecting something else sighed dissapoitedly.
"Oh come on! What? Was I supposed to kiss you?" she asked from his shoulder. Draco chuckled.
"Actually, yeah, that was my goal, yes." he said and she pulled away, a smile on her black lips.
"Nah, you wouldn't want me to kiss you right now. Look I have lip stick on!" she said and pursed her lips as if showing them to him. He shrugged and looked away. She kissed him on the cheek, a sweet smooch on the cheek, thats all.
"I'll give you the real thing later babe." she said and snuggled into his shoulder again. Draco smiled at her and put his arm around her waist, making it more comfortable for her. Her head slid down to his chest and she wiggled around a bit, searching for a comfortable position.
She curled up her legs and closed her eyes, smiling. Draco dug his face into her beanie wich was soft and warm.
"Doesn't this beanie bother you?" he asked, not really asking her because he pulled it off himself. Hermione didn't even notice, just snoozed on. Now Draco dug his face into her smooth, silky hair. He wanted to get her smell, because she always seemed to fill the room with a sweet and delicious smell he couldn't quite place.
He inhaled deeply and was delighted to discover that this smell was indeed from her hair. It smelt of cinamon and apples, it filled his nostrils with a nice feeling.
"Smellin my hair are you?" she mumbled happily from her postition on his chest.
"Yes, actually I am. You smell really nice you know." he said and dug his nose in deeper. She giggled and slowly drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
a/n That was a long chapter! I hope you all enjoyed it though! Well, I'm a bit lazy and I don't feel like writing the rest of the authors notes. I just came back from Patricks house, me and my pals were at his house all night, just hanging out and practicing our songs, and I'm exhausted, really I am. So forgive me if I don't do the thank you's, but I'm going to sleep the rest of the day, so see ya...
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