Disclaimer: Tom Felton is hiding in my closet. Draco Malfoy (or any other member of the Harry Potter world) is not.
A/N: Hah! Don't you just love me? Two chapters in one day. Très amusant. Indeed . . .
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"Alright everyone, pair up and get the ingredients for the Mongerite Potion. Do remember that certain ingredients are highly poisonous when not mixed properly with the other parts and," Snape paused to look directly at Neville Longbottom, "I'm sure we don't want any little incidents to occur.
Hermione took a deep breath, trying not to feel too sorry for Neville. After all, he had been the cause of many accidents in the potions class and more than once had Hermione been the poor, unsuspecting victim of the occurrences.
"You don't mind, do you?" Hermione seemed to hear Harry's voice at the back of her head.
"What's that, Harry?" Hermione asked, looking up at her friend.
"You don't mind if Ron and I are partners? Will you manage on your own?
"Yes, I'll be fine, thanks."
Harry got up and walked to another table with Ron. As they sat down, Hermione looked around the class and realized that there was no one left for her to partner up with. Suddenly, Hermione felt someone slide into the seat next to her. She turned her head slightly and saw Draco, with his arms crossed tightly across his chest, sitting next to her. Hermione's throat caught in her chest.
"Wh-what are you doing here?" She managed to get out.
"Seeing as how everyone else has a partner, we're stuck together. Believe me, Granger, I want to be stuck with you just as much as you want to be with me."
As Draco spoke, he realized his words were not at all true; he didn't know whether Hermione wanted to be with him or not, but he did know that at that moment, he would have given anything to be a few inches closer to her.
"Oh," Hermione said, looking down at her desk. "Well, maybe we'd better get started."
She got up and began walking to the front of the room to get the supplies and stopped when she felt a warm hand on her arm.
"Don't. Just stay here. We don't need the supplies." Hermione looked at Draco in awe. "I've made this potion before. It's none too special and there's really nothing to it. Plus, Snape couldn't care less if we did the assignment or not." Hermione opened her mouth in protest but Draco went on before she could speak. "And what's more, you've probably made this potion before, too. I bet you could write a five foot paper on it with your eyes closed. Hermione, let's just talk."
"What did you just call me?"
"Hermione– "
"Stop. You called me Hermione. Something is wrong here. Something is terribly wrong. What are you doing Malfoy?"
"What do you mean, what am I doing?"
"You know what I mean. Yesterday I was a 'Mudblood.' Just a few minutes ago I was 'Granger.' Why am I suddenly 'Hermione?' Why the sudden change?"
"It just happened; I wasn't thinking." Hermione snorted and turned away. "Hermione, what's wrong? I can call you Granger again if it makes you feel any better, but what's going on?" Draco lightly put a hand on Hermione's arm. She didn't move. "You've looked so sad all morning and I'd just like to know what's going on."
Hermione scooted her chair farther away from Draco.
"Fine," he said, taking his hand away. "If that's the way you want to play it, you can go back to being 'Mudblood' again.
Hermione looked at Draco with glazed eyes and then down at the table in front of them. She wrung her hands together, trying to decide whether or not she should tell Draco her problem.
"There's this boy . . . " She started.
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A/N: I'm having so much fun with this story. Kind of iffy about this chapter, but I'm sure all writers get that. Oh, if you get a chance, please check out my poetry and such on FictionPress.net under the same name as this one. Also review it. Reviews are good.
I've started on the next chapter and I have an idea of where this story is going, but it may take a while to update and such. I promise not to have updates more than a couple of weeks apart, though. That was cruel of me.
Just to be insanely random, in your review of this chapter (you are reviewing, right?), tell me your favorite musical. I bet no one has done this before. Have fun! Until next time . . .
A/N: Hah! Don't you just love me? Two chapters in one day. Très amusant. Indeed . . .
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"Alright everyone, pair up and get the ingredients for the Mongerite Potion. Do remember that certain ingredients are highly poisonous when not mixed properly with the other parts and," Snape paused to look directly at Neville Longbottom, "I'm sure we don't want any little incidents to occur.
Hermione took a deep breath, trying not to feel too sorry for Neville. After all, he had been the cause of many accidents in the potions class and more than once had Hermione been the poor, unsuspecting victim of the occurrences.
"You don't mind, do you?" Hermione seemed to hear Harry's voice at the back of her head.
"What's that, Harry?" Hermione asked, looking up at her friend.
"You don't mind if Ron and I are partners? Will you manage on your own?
"Yes, I'll be fine, thanks."
Harry got up and walked to another table with Ron. As they sat down, Hermione looked around the class and realized that there was no one left for her to partner up with. Suddenly, Hermione felt someone slide into the seat next to her. She turned her head slightly and saw Draco, with his arms crossed tightly across his chest, sitting next to her. Hermione's throat caught in her chest.
"Wh-what are you doing here?" She managed to get out.
"Seeing as how everyone else has a partner, we're stuck together. Believe me, Granger, I want to be stuck with you just as much as you want to be with me."
As Draco spoke, he realized his words were not at all true; he didn't know whether Hermione wanted to be with him or not, but he did know that at that moment, he would have given anything to be a few inches closer to her.
"Oh," Hermione said, looking down at her desk. "Well, maybe we'd better get started."
She got up and began walking to the front of the room to get the supplies and stopped when she felt a warm hand on her arm.
"Don't. Just stay here. We don't need the supplies." Hermione looked at Draco in awe. "I've made this potion before. It's none too special and there's really nothing to it. Plus, Snape couldn't care less if we did the assignment or not." Hermione opened her mouth in protest but Draco went on before she could speak. "And what's more, you've probably made this potion before, too. I bet you could write a five foot paper on it with your eyes closed. Hermione, let's just talk."
"What did you just call me?"
"Hermione– "
"Stop. You called me Hermione. Something is wrong here. Something is terribly wrong. What are you doing Malfoy?"
"What do you mean, what am I doing?"
"You know what I mean. Yesterday I was a 'Mudblood.' Just a few minutes ago I was 'Granger.' Why am I suddenly 'Hermione?' Why the sudden change?"
"It just happened; I wasn't thinking." Hermione snorted and turned away. "Hermione, what's wrong? I can call you Granger again if it makes you feel any better, but what's going on?" Draco lightly put a hand on Hermione's arm. She didn't move. "You've looked so sad all morning and I'd just like to know what's going on."
Hermione scooted her chair farther away from Draco.
"Fine," he said, taking his hand away. "If that's the way you want to play it, you can go back to being 'Mudblood' again.
Hermione looked at Draco with glazed eyes and then down at the table in front of them. She wrung her hands together, trying to decide whether or not she should tell Draco her problem.
"There's this boy . . . " She started.
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A/N: I'm having so much fun with this story. Kind of iffy about this chapter, but I'm sure all writers get that. Oh, if you get a chance, please check out my poetry and such on FictionPress.net under the same name as this one. Also review it. Reviews are good.
I've started on the next chapter and I have an idea of where this story is going, but it may take a while to update and such. I promise not to have updates more than a couple of weeks apart, though. That was cruel of me.
Just to be insanely random, in your review of this chapter (you are reviewing, right?), tell me your favorite musical. I bet no one has done this before. Have fun! Until next time . . .