Where Deception Lies
By: Zubie
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Never have, never will. (One is my friends asked me why I write disCLAIMER instead of disOWNER. She said that in a ton of other fan fics she read, they said disowner. They don't, do they?
AN: Well, there are actually some people READING this! Yay! I think this chapter is where the plot really starts, so if the first two chapters were a little boring, I hope this one will be a little better. This is my first time writing a Harry Potter fan fic, so if everything's not perfect, don't sue me!!!
Chapter 3
"Malfoy! Where are you doing! Let go of me!"
"Trust me Granger, I would never want to ever touch you of my own free will." He sneered. He read that in a book and thought this was a good chance to try out this phrase. However he didn't think that Hermione would say something back.
"So why are you grabbing my arm? Is someone making you do this? Because if no one is, then you would be doing this of your own free will, am I correct?"
Blushing furiously of having a mudblood try to twist his words around, he jerked her arm one last time before letting go.
"So, Malfoy, tell me, what was so important that you couldn't say in front of my friends?"
"Well, I uh." Truth was he didn't have a good excuse. He was walking past the Gryffindor table, saw Hermione talking and laughing with her friends, and like he was possessed of something, walked over and said he had something to say to her.
Luckily for him (and unluckily) at that exact moment-
"Who's there! No one is allowed in this corrider! Come, Mrs. Norris, let's see if we can put some troublemakers in detention today, shall we?" Filch and that cat of his just heard Draco's stutters, so they couldn't make out who it was.
"Quick! In here!" Hermione hissed. They dodged in the nearest broom closet and quietly closed the door.
"Granger, you seem to be pretty good at this hide and seek game with the teachers, aren't you?"
"Well, that was an advantage of hanging around Ron and Harry for six years." She joked.
*Not bad.Granger actually made a half decent joke, and all this time I thought she was nothing but a goody-two shoes-little bookworm. *
"So.what did you want to tell me?"
*Damn. She remembered. *
"What? Oh, well, in all the excitement with the whole almost getting suspended, I forgot. I think it had something to do with you leaving Hogwarts though."
That was a lame excuse and they both knew it, but Hermione, being the understanding person (yeah, right) she was, decided to let it go.
Suddenly, they both realized how close they had been in the squishy broom closet, and backed away like they were electrocuted, which caused a lot of brooms to be knocked down, making a HUGE racket.
Hermione was quick to get her wands out.
"Silencio" she whispered. Suddenly the noise stopped, but it didn't stop the brooms from collapsing on their heads.
"Quick thinking Granger. Another second and we would have been found"
"Ouch!"
"AH! How many brooms can this closet hold!"
As if on cue, the last broom fell right on Draco's left shoulder. Hermione giggled quietly.
"I think Filch is gone," whispered Hermione.
"You don't have to whisper, you put silencing charm on this closet remember?" Draco snapped, sounding pretty annoyed.
"Fine, but let's wait just a few more minutes, just in case."
"Fine, but we better not be in here too long, or breakfast will be over and this hall will be streaming with people. Hm, I wonder what people would say if they saw the Great and Perfect Hermione Granger coming out of a closet with Draco Malfoy.and we KNOW how the people in this school love to gossip and such, especially you, seeing as how you live with the Gossip Queen herself, Parvarit Patil."
"Shut up, Malfoy, no one's going to see, and we're obviously not doing anything but getting on each other's nerves, and the entire school knows that so I don't think you have anything to worry about."
*Too bad. Her hair smells really nice, like strawberries(thanks julia!).and she's got this cute worried look on her. This is weird, the only time I think Granger looks even halfway decent is when she's worked up and upset. Well, that doesn't meant much because she always looks like that around me.. *
"Malfoy? Are you okay? You seemed like you were spacing out a little, with this goofy smile on your face." She smiled.
*She's got a nice smile too, ever since she got her teeth fixed. *
"Are you listening you me! I think there's no one around. Let's go."
So they both reached for the door, and their hands brushed against each other. Hermione blushed and pulled away quickly, while Draco pretended to be offended.
"Grow up Granger, I don't have cooties you know."
She glared at him.
Draco turned the doorknob, but it wouldn't open. He then pulled out his wand.
"Alohomora!" Nothing happened.
"Here Malfoy, let me try.Alohomora!" Still nothing.
*Oh no. This is my worst possible nightmare. I'm trapped in a closet with Draco Malfoy! And it's not the being trapped with him part that worries me, it's what people are going to say when they find out! I know Parvarti! If this gets to her ears, I'll bet hundreds of galleons that it'll get to China by midnight! *
"Well, Granger, I guess we only have one thing to do."
"Stay in here and die?" She replied hopefully.
"Nope.
HELP!!! GET US OUT OF HERE!!! WE'RE LOCKED IN THE CLOSET!!!!!"
"Uh, Malfoy?"
"Shut up Granger, I'm trying to rescue us, I'm starving. LET US OUT!! IF YOU CAN HERE THIS-
"MALFOY!"
"-GET US OUTTA HERE!!!!"
"MALFOY SHUT THE HELL UP!"
*Oooh. Granger swore. *
"What?" Draco was very irratated.
"I didn't take the silencing spell off of the closet yet." She smirked.
"Finite Incantatem"
"Now, go ahead and 'rescue us' from a fate worse than death, hunger."
So Draco started yelling just a second year Hufflepuff was passing by. She heard the yelling, and didn't bother to listen before running to the Great Hall screaming at the top of her lungs,
"THERE'S SOME SORT OF MONSTER IN A CLOSET ON THE WEST CORRIDER!!
Like all schools, a third of the students started crying for their mommies, the other third just sat there and continued eating, and the last third wanted to see it.
No Proffesor was at the Great Hall at the moment, so for those third who wanted to check out the 'monster' they ran towards the west corrider.
"So, Ron, this remind you of our first year? Troll in the dungeons, Hermione alone somewhere.and now all we have to do is rescue her, just like before!"
"Or rescue what's left of her, seeing as she was with Malfoy."
The two boys were grinning from ear to ear.
"Let's go!"
"So, Granger, sad to be leaving Hogwarts?" Hermione studied him, and he didn't seem to be in a mood to make fun of her, more like he really wanted to know.
"Yeah, of course I am, but I don't really have a choice. * sigh * "
"Too bad. You aren't so bad to be around anymore."
"What?"
*I sad that out loud didn't I? *
"If you didn't hear it the first time, then I'm not gonna say it again."
"Fine."
Was a dreaming, or did Draco Malfoy just say I wasn't so bad to be around? *
***
Snape was walking by the west corrider when she saw hundreds of students running in his direction.
"What the."
"Proffesor!" piped up the tiny girl, "there is something in THAT broom closet."
"Oh really. Well, we shall see." He muttered something and the door popped open, with Hermione and Draco tumbling out , one after the other. The entire school gasped and even Snape looked shocked.
"Draco! Honey, what were you doing in a closet with that mudblood!?" Pansy wasted no time getting right between Hermione and Draco.
*Oh no, now almost half the school saw me tumbling out of a closet with Granger. If this gets back to father, I'm done for. *
He put on his most evil smirk.
"Granger," he drawled. "I know I'm irresistible, but I've already got a girlfriend."
He smiled as Pansy and walked away, leaving Hermione standing by herself to face half the school. In tears.
Poor Hermione. Please Review!! I had fun writing this!! And this coming from a person who can't write a good story to save her life..well, I guess if my life depended on it...
Anyways, thanks for reading!
By: Zubie
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Never have, never will. (One is my friends asked me why I write disCLAIMER instead of disOWNER. She said that in a ton of other fan fics she read, they said disowner. They don't, do they?
AN: Well, there are actually some people READING this! Yay! I think this chapter is where the plot really starts, so if the first two chapters were a little boring, I hope this one will be a little better. This is my first time writing a Harry Potter fan fic, so if everything's not perfect, don't sue me!!!
Chapter 3
"Malfoy! Where are you doing! Let go of me!"
"Trust me Granger, I would never want to ever touch you of my own free will." He sneered. He read that in a book and thought this was a good chance to try out this phrase. However he didn't think that Hermione would say something back.
"So why are you grabbing my arm? Is someone making you do this? Because if no one is, then you would be doing this of your own free will, am I correct?"
Blushing furiously of having a mudblood try to twist his words around, he jerked her arm one last time before letting go.
"So, Malfoy, tell me, what was so important that you couldn't say in front of my friends?"
"Well, I uh." Truth was he didn't have a good excuse. He was walking past the Gryffindor table, saw Hermione talking and laughing with her friends, and like he was possessed of something, walked over and said he had something to say to her.
Luckily for him (and unluckily) at that exact moment-
"Who's there! No one is allowed in this corrider! Come, Mrs. Norris, let's see if we can put some troublemakers in detention today, shall we?" Filch and that cat of his just heard Draco's stutters, so they couldn't make out who it was.
"Quick! In here!" Hermione hissed. They dodged in the nearest broom closet and quietly closed the door.
"Granger, you seem to be pretty good at this hide and seek game with the teachers, aren't you?"
"Well, that was an advantage of hanging around Ron and Harry for six years." She joked.
*Not bad.Granger actually made a half decent joke, and all this time I thought she was nothing but a goody-two shoes-little bookworm. *
"So.what did you want to tell me?"
*Damn. She remembered. *
"What? Oh, well, in all the excitement with the whole almost getting suspended, I forgot. I think it had something to do with you leaving Hogwarts though."
That was a lame excuse and they both knew it, but Hermione, being the understanding person (yeah, right) she was, decided to let it go.
Suddenly, they both realized how close they had been in the squishy broom closet, and backed away like they were electrocuted, which caused a lot of brooms to be knocked down, making a HUGE racket.
Hermione was quick to get her wands out.
"Silencio" she whispered. Suddenly the noise stopped, but it didn't stop the brooms from collapsing on their heads.
"Quick thinking Granger. Another second and we would have been found"
"Ouch!"
"AH! How many brooms can this closet hold!"
As if on cue, the last broom fell right on Draco's left shoulder. Hermione giggled quietly.
"I think Filch is gone," whispered Hermione.
"You don't have to whisper, you put silencing charm on this closet remember?" Draco snapped, sounding pretty annoyed.
"Fine, but let's wait just a few more minutes, just in case."
"Fine, but we better not be in here too long, or breakfast will be over and this hall will be streaming with people. Hm, I wonder what people would say if they saw the Great and Perfect Hermione Granger coming out of a closet with Draco Malfoy.and we KNOW how the people in this school love to gossip and such, especially you, seeing as how you live with the Gossip Queen herself, Parvarit Patil."
"Shut up, Malfoy, no one's going to see, and we're obviously not doing anything but getting on each other's nerves, and the entire school knows that so I don't think you have anything to worry about."
*Too bad. Her hair smells really nice, like strawberries(thanks julia!).and she's got this cute worried look on her. This is weird, the only time I think Granger looks even halfway decent is when she's worked up and upset. Well, that doesn't meant much because she always looks like that around me.. *
"Malfoy? Are you okay? You seemed like you were spacing out a little, with this goofy smile on your face." She smiled.
*She's got a nice smile too, ever since she got her teeth fixed. *
"Are you listening you me! I think there's no one around. Let's go."
So they both reached for the door, and their hands brushed against each other. Hermione blushed and pulled away quickly, while Draco pretended to be offended.
"Grow up Granger, I don't have cooties you know."
She glared at him.
Draco turned the doorknob, but it wouldn't open. He then pulled out his wand.
"Alohomora!" Nothing happened.
"Here Malfoy, let me try.Alohomora!" Still nothing.
*Oh no. This is my worst possible nightmare. I'm trapped in a closet with Draco Malfoy! And it's not the being trapped with him part that worries me, it's what people are going to say when they find out! I know Parvarti! If this gets to her ears, I'll bet hundreds of galleons that it'll get to China by midnight! *
"Well, Granger, I guess we only have one thing to do."
"Stay in here and die?" She replied hopefully.
"Nope.
HELP!!! GET US OUT OF HERE!!! WE'RE LOCKED IN THE CLOSET!!!!!"
"Uh, Malfoy?"
"Shut up Granger, I'm trying to rescue us, I'm starving. LET US OUT!! IF YOU CAN HERE THIS-
"MALFOY!"
"-GET US OUTTA HERE!!!!"
"MALFOY SHUT THE HELL UP!"
*Oooh. Granger swore. *
"What?" Draco was very irratated.
"I didn't take the silencing spell off of the closet yet." She smirked.
"Finite Incantatem"
"Now, go ahead and 'rescue us' from a fate worse than death, hunger."
So Draco started yelling just a second year Hufflepuff was passing by. She heard the yelling, and didn't bother to listen before running to the Great Hall screaming at the top of her lungs,
"THERE'S SOME SORT OF MONSTER IN A CLOSET ON THE WEST CORRIDER!!
Like all schools, a third of the students started crying for their mommies, the other third just sat there and continued eating, and the last third wanted to see it.
No Proffesor was at the Great Hall at the moment, so for those third who wanted to check out the 'monster' they ran towards the west corrider.
"So, Ron, this remind you of our first year? Troll in the dungeons, Hermione alone somewhere.and now all we have to do is rescue her, just like before!"
"Or rescue what's left of her, seeing as she was with Malfoy."
The two boys were grinning from ear to ear.
"Let's go!"
"So, Granger, sad to be leaving Hogwarts?" Hermione studied him, and he didn't seem to be in a mood to make fun of her, more like he really wanted to know.
"Yeah, of course I am, but I don't really have a choice. * sigh * "
"Too bad. You aren't so bad to be around anymore."
"What?"
*I sad that out loud didn't I? *
"If you didn't hear it the first time, then I'm not gonna say it again."
"Fine."
Was a dreaming, or did Draco Malfoy just say I wasn't so bad to be around? *
***
Snape was walking by the west corrider when she saw hundreds of students running in his direction.
"What the."
"Proffesor!" piped up the tiny girl, "there is something in THAT broom closet."
"Oh really. Well, we shall see." He muttered something and the door popped open, with Hermione and Draco tumbling out , one after the other. The entire school gasped and even Snape looked shocked.
"Draco! Honey, what were you doing in a closet with that mudblood!?" Pansy wasted no time getting right between Hermione and Draco.
*Oh no, now almost half the school saw me tumbling out of a closet with Granger. If this gets back to father, I'm done for. *
He put on his most evil smirk.
"Granger," he drawled. "I know I'm irresistible, but I've already got a girlfriend."
He smiled as Pansy and walked away, leaving Hermione standing by herself to face half the school. In tears.
Poor Hermione. Please Review!! I had fun writing this!! And this coming from a person who can't write a good story to save her life..well, I guess if my life depended on it...
Anyways, thanks for reading!