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case you hadn't already figured it out, this is chapter 4 of the story
previously known as Mysterious Malfoy Occurrence.I got lazy and decided I
didn't feel like typing that out over and over again, and plus, it was a
horrible title.do any of you people have really ditzy girls at your school
whom you loathe? Ever had ideas on how to dispose of them? Email me and
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Curve Balls Chapter 4
I stood up and began to put on my invisibility cloak, when I noticed Granger had left her cloak in her haste. I folded it and tucked it beneath my own cloak. I could easily sneak it back to the Gryffindor common room later. It would give me an excuse to get away from Crabbe and Goyle.
AS I walked slowly back to my common room, Jenna and Maddie were walking out of the bathroom with hairbrushes. I turned and began to follow them. This could be fun. I caught a bit of their conversation.
"I, like, can't believe you found a piece of chalk in your hair! That is so, like, ew!" I couldn't stand their dialogue. I mean, for God's sakes, I had put that chalk in Jenna's hair during History of Magic. It wasn't like it was some bug or potion ingredient or something. Hey! There's an idea! But back to their conversation, for that is where the true humor is.
"How the heck did it get in there?"
"I have no clue. I just started brushing my hair and it fell out. It, like, probably happened in History of Magic or something, since I brushed my hair before, and after History when I brushed my hair it fell out."
"Well, who sits behind you in History?"
"Umm." there was a long pause while what little brain she had finally realized who sat behind her. "Oooh!" She squealed, piercing my eardrums. "Draaaco sits behind me!" They both started squealing, and I covered my ears to save my hearing capabilities. When I thought it was safe, I slowly removed my hands and listened again.
"Oh my God! You are like sooo lucky! I hate you! No, I'm kidding"
"I know! But he would never do something that mean! I mean, he's Draco, not like, I dunno, Sarah or someone."
God, they were so clueless. No duh I put the chalk in her hair. Oh, yea, Sarah is one of my Slytherin pals. She and her friends have plans to push Maddie and Jenna off of the roof. I'm completely in favor of their idea. I think society would definitely benefit if they were removed. Seriously, who needs a fashion consultant in the MOM anyway? That's all they'll ever amount to. Fortunately, their conversation had changed to how they could make their uniforms more revealing. My God! Trust me, no one wants them. The sooner Sarah shoves them, the happier I'll be.
I came to the staircase that would take me to the dungeons and turned. Maddie and Jenna's high screeching grew softer as I descended.
I got back to my room and lay down on my bed, trying to decided how to return Potter's cloak to him. I decided my best bet would be to do it through Granger, since Potter and Weasley still hated me, and Granger seemed anxious to speak with me, speaking being the least of my worries. What did I plan to do? I decided to send a note to her in potions on Monday. If she wanted the cloak back, she could answer my questions. If she didn't want it back, that's her problem. She could deal with Potter.
~**~
All through my classes, I didn't really pay attention. I didn't even put chalk in Jenna's hair. I was too busy drafting a not to Hermio- er, Granger. I'm usually good at writing notes to people, I couldn't figure out what was different this time. Maybe it's because she's a Gryffindor. Yes, that's it, I've never written to a Gryffindor before, so of course that's the reason.
By the time lunch came around, I really started worrying. I have potions right after lunch, and I still hadn't written the note. I grabbed a ham sandwich from the Slytherin table and headed for the library. If I were to write this, I needed some quiet. High-pitched giggling stalkers and daft oafish cronies do not define silent in my opinion.
When I got to the library, I found a table in the corner, and sat down to write my letter. A half hour later, I had come up with what I thought would work.
Hermione. Let's arrange a little trade. I have something you probably want. Meet me in the library tonight at 10 and we'll talk. You had better be on time, remember, Malfoys are never late.
Draco Malfoy
I scrawled my signature at the bottom of the note and stuffed the parchment into my pocket. I heard the library doors open and quickly grabbed the nearest book off the shelf and pretended to read while I decided how to slip the note. The bell rang, and I grabbed my bad and headed for the door. I followed a bushy-haired head out of the library and all the way to the potions classroom.
When I got to my classroom, I headed for my seat on the far side of the room. Snape began his lecture promptly after the late bell rang through the halls. Once he had finished writing and explaining how to create an anti-love potion, he let us "loose" to gather our ingredients and start stewing our potion. AS I sliced the dragon heart strings, my plan continued to form in my head. Finally, the class (all except Longbottom who was slow as usual) had finished mixing the blueish glop inside their cauldron, and everyone was washing their supplies. I waited until Granger had gone up to wash her hands, and wasn't carrying anything so that nothing would break. I took the note out of my pocket and held it in my hand. I stood up and began making my way towards the back of the room, where the water flowed out of the stone gargoyle's mouth. Granger turned around and began walking back to her seat. In one swift movement, I stuck my foot out and tripped her, purposefully taking myself down with her. I slipped the note up the sleeve of her robe.
"Granger, what the Hell was that for? You filthy little Mudblood, my robes are all dirty now!" I stood up, dusted off my robes, and winked at Granger. She stared up at me from the floor with a look almost of pure malice, but a hint of question in her eyes. I quickly turned on my back heel and walked away.
~**~
Well, that's it for this chapter.trust me, it looked longer when it was handwritten, but oh well.until next time.
Lily
Curve Balls Chapter 4
I stood up and began to put on my invisibility cloak, when I noticed Granger had left her cloak in her haste. I folded it and tucked it beneath my own cloak. I could easily sneak it back to the Gryffindor common room later. It would give me an excuse to get away from Crabbe and Goyle.
AS I walked slowly back to my common room, Jenna and Maddie were walking out of the bathroom with hairbrushes. I turned and began to follow them. This could be fun. I caught a bit of their conversation.
"I, like, can't believe you found a piece of chalk in your hair! That is so, like, ew!" I couldn't stand their dialogue. I mean, for God's sakes, I had put that chalk in Jenna's hair during History of Magic. It wasn't like it was some bug or potion ingredient or something. Hey! There's an idea! But back to their conversation, for that is where the true humor is.
"How the heck did it get in there?"
"I have no clue. I just started brushing my hair and it fell out. It, like, probably happened in History of Magic or something, since I brushed my hair before, and after History when I brushed my hair it fell out."
"Well, who sits behind you in History?"
"Umm." there was a long pause while what little brain she had finally realized who sat behind her. "Oooh!" She squealed, piercing my eardrums. "Draaaco sits behind me!" They both started squealing, and I covered my ears to save my hearing capabilities. When I thought it was safe, I slowly removed my hands and listened again.
"Oh my God! You are like sooo lucky! I hate you! No, I'm kidding"
"I know! But he would never do something that mean! I mean, he's Draco, not like, I dunno, Sarah or someone."
God, they were so clueless. No duh I put the chalk in her hair. Oh, yea, Sarah is one of my Slytherin pals. She and her friends have plans to push Maddie and Jenna off of the roof. I'm completely in favor of their idea. I think society would definitely benefit if they were removed. Seriously, who needs a fashion consultant in the MOM anyway? That's all they'll ever amount to. Fortunately, their conversation had changed to how they could make their uniforms more revealing. My God! Trust me, no one wants them. The sooner Sarah shoves them, the happier I'll be.
I came to the staircase that would take me to the dungeons and turned. Maddie and Jenna's high screeching grew softer as I descended.
I got back to my room and lay down on my bed, trying to decided how to return Potter's cloak to him. I decided my best bet would be to do it through Granger, since Potter and Weasley still hated me, and Granger seemed anxious to speak with me, speaking being the least of my worries. What did I plan to do? I decided to send a note to her in potions on Monday. If she wanted the cloak back, she could answer my questions. If she didn't want it back, that's her problem. She could deal with Potter.
~**~
All through my classes, I didn't really pay attention. I didn't even put chalk in Jenna's hair. I was too busy drafting a not to Hermio- er, Granger. I'm usually good at writing notes to people, I couldn't figure out what was different this time. Maybe it's because she's a Gryffindor. Yes, that's it, I've never written to a Gryffindor before, so of course that's the reason.
By the time lunch came around, I really started worrying. I have potions right after lunch, and I still hadn't written the note. I grabbed a ham sandwich from the Slytherin table and headed for the library. If I were to write this, I needed some quiet. High-pitched giggling stalkers and daft oafish cronies do not define silent in my opinion.
When I got to the library, I found a table in the corner, and sat down to write my letter. A half hour later, I had come up with what I thought would work.
Hermione. Let's arrange a little trade. I have something you probably want. Meet me in the library tonight at 10 and we'll talk. You had better be on time, remember, Malfoys are never late.
Draco Malfoy
I scrawled my signature at the bottom of the note and stuffed the parchment into my pocket. I heard the library doors open and quickly grabbed the nearest book off the shelf and pretended to read while I decided how to slip the note. The bell rang, and I grabbed my bad and headed for the door. I followed a bushy-haired head out of the library and all the way to the potions classroom.
When I got to my classroom, I headed for my seat on the far side of the room. Snape began his lecture promptly after the late bell rang through the halls. Once he had finished writing and explaining how to create an anti-love potion, he let us "loose" to gather our ingredients and start stewing our potion. AS I sliced the dragon heart strings, my plan continued to form in my head. Finally, the class (all except Longbottom who was slow as usual) had finished mixing the blueish glop inside their cauldron, and everyone was washing their supplies. I waited until Granger had gone up to wash her hands, and wasn't carrying anything so that nothing would break. I took the note out of my pocket and held it in my hand. I stood up and began making my way towards the back of the room, where the water flowed out of the stone gargoyle's mouth. Granger turned around and began walking back to her seat. In one swift movement, I stuck my foot out and tripped her, purposefully taking myself down with her. I slipped the note up the sleeve of her robe.
"Granger, what the Hell was that for? You filthy little Mudblood, my robes are all dirty now!" I stood up, dusted off my robes, and winked at Granger. She stared up at me from the floor with a look almost of pure malice, but a hint of question in her eyes. I quickly turned on my back heel and walked away.
~**~
Well, that's it for this chapter.trust me, it looked longer when it was handwritten, but oh well.until next time.
Lily