Harry Potter Fanfiction
Chapter 4: The First Day Rivals
"Okay class, please be quiet as class is about to start!" Professor McGonagall shouted across the room.
It was Slytherin paired up with Gryfinndors for their transfiguration classes as always. They each sat on their sides of the room, not daring to mix.
They soon took heed of what Professor McGonagall had said and quieted down after a few minutes.
"Okay, now that we have peace and quiet, let us begin. This year we will be learning several different things, ending with changing yourselves into animals. The curriculum is revolving around animals much to my displeasure."
There was a very soft and timid groan that spread throughout the class, but most of the students were already imagining themselves as animals.
"We will begin by pairing each person up. Now, let me let you know, I will be pairing you up. That includes you being with a person of the opposite gender in the opposite house. For example," she paused a moment as she looked down her list, "Ronald Weasley, you shall be paired with Daffodil Lane."
Daffodil was new to Hogwarts and had moved from France last year. She was friends with Pansy Parkinson and was just as bad if not worse than Pansy herself.
Ron and Daffodil looked at each other with disgust on their faces. Daffodil mouthed, "You're dead," and looked back up at the front.
"So, shall we begin?"
"Madame, do we have a choice?" shouted Justin
"No, so here we go. Hermione Granger, you are paired with Draco Malfoy."
Hermione carefully twisted her head over to look at where Draco was sitting. She had had a deep-gut feeling that she would be partnered with him, but she was hoping things would be different.
Draco just continued to look ahead. She was grateful that she didn't have to lock eyes with him and quickly turned her head back to look at the front.
Draco turned his head and looked at Hermione. She wasn't looking at him. He was glad. He didn't want to be with her but at least she wouldn't make a mess of the things that they were assigned. He then saw Harry looking at him. He had a sort of protective look on his face. Draco gave Harry a confused look and looked back up to the front.
"HARRY POTTER!" it caught him by surprise and it seemed like she had yelled it to the class, "you are paired with Pansy Parkinson."
They both just stared straight ahead, trying to take in the fact that they were paired with one another.
The pairing continued until the very end. "Okay, now students, I would like to you move so that you are sitting next to your partners and I would like to introduce yourselves to each other. I realize that most of you know each other and have for six years, but still the same, introduce. And no fighting!"
The students slowly began to move to sit next to their partners, grumbling all the way.
Draco and Hermione sat in the middle of the class.
"So. what would.you.like to-"
"Talk about?" Hermione finished for Draco.
"Yes."
"Well, we could talk about how we should call each other since we are partners."
"Or we could be silent for the rest of the class."
"Either is fine by me!" Hermione replied coldly to Draco and faced forward.
"Did I mention that this is a grade? For your homework you must write a report on your partner. One page is a 70, One and a half is a 100, and Two pages will give you an extra twenty points," came a shout from the front.
A groan filled the air of the classroom and was followed by a buzz of words.
"I guess we must then," Hermione commented to Draco as she turned to look at him.
"Yes, I guess we must," Draco commented doing the same as she had just done.
They locked eyes; not looking away for a few minutes then began their interviews. They went over the basics then got to personals.
"So, are your parents going to squeal about you being a witch to the who muggle world?"
"No, they are very protective and respectful of me and the wizarding world."
"Oh, I see."
"Well, you answer my question, why do you obey your father's every command?"
There was a brief silence and Draco looked over Hermione's shoulder to Harry who was also staring in his direction. All of the sudden Professor McGonagall announced the class was over and Draco hurried out of the classroom.
Hermione just looked after him and Ron and Harry came up to her sides.
"He sure left in a hurry, didn't he?" Ron murmured.
"He sure did."
Ron scooped up Hermione and kissed her on the forehead, trying to advert her attention away from Draco.
"I missed sitting next to you this past class."
"Oh God, do we have to go through this again?" Harry whined.
"No, you just continue to be a stubborn ass and we will go have lunch," Ron retorted back at Harry.
~*~*~*~*~
Later that night, Hermione was in the library writing her paper on Draco. She already knew much about him due to the fact that he was so popular through out the houses for being the heir to Voldemort.
Suddenly, she had a mind blank. She searched for everything she knew of him, she was only at 1½ pages and needed a bit more. Her mind remembered her last question.
'Why had he left in such a rush, the question wasn't that bad?' She couldn't think so she decided to finish her paper later. She carefully packed up her things and quickly, but quietly left the library.
She strolled around Hogwarts, not paying attention as to where she was going when she noticed the tall Quidditch hoops that were at each end of the field she was standing on.
She looked up at the sky and noticed how clear it was and just how many stars shown through when there was no ambient light to blot them out.
She lay back on the pitch's green grass and stared up at the sky.
"I've never been on the best of terms with my father."
A shadow stepped out near where Hermione was. She sat up and propped herself up with her arms.
The shadow was none other than Draco Malfoy. He walked over to where she was sitting, in the middle of the pitch, and sat down next to her.
"He expects me to do great things. To be Voldemort's heir. I have to admit, at first, I wanted to be just like Voldemort. I loved the thought."
He paused for a few minutes. Hermione couldn't believe what she was hearing. She'd always known that he was to be the heir to Voldemort. "But." she prodded.
"But now I see how much he is hated. I am already alone. I don't want to be alone and hated. So I started to rebel. I started to want to do other things. Finally, one day I realized just what I wanted to do. I wanted to act."
Hermione wanted to laugh, but she just couldn't escape the pain that flooded from Draco's body.
"I mean," he continued, "I would be pretty good. I already cover the pain that is placed on me normally pretty well. Well, I don't tell my father. I will continue to play his game whether it makes me happy or not. It makes him happy which makes me happy, so I just do it. I know he would punish me if I told him how I really feel."
"Draco. You can't let him take over your life like that. Who's life is it to live, his or yours? If what he does doesn't make you happy, don't do it. You need to tell him."
"I would, but I can't. It is too much to risk, including my life."
"Well, all you can do it wait and watch then and hope that something happens."
"Yeah. Though I would appreciate you not putting any of this in your paper, ey?"
"I won't. Wait, why did you tell me?"
"Because there's no one else to tell."
Chapter 4: The First Day Rivals
"Okay class, please be quiet as class is about to start!" Professor McGonagall shouted across the room.
It was Slytherin paired up with Gryfinndors for their transfiguration classes as always. They each sat on their sides of the room, not daring to mix.
They soon took heed of what Professor McGonagall had said and quieted down after a few minutes.
"Okay, now that we have peace and quiet, let us begin. This year we will be learning several different things, ending with changing yourselves into animals. The curriculum is revolving around animals much to my displeasure."
There was a very soft and timid groan that spread throughout the class, but most of the students were already imagining themselves as animals.
"We will begin by pairing each person up. Now, let me let you know, I will be pairing you up. That includes you being with a person of the opposite gender in the opposite house. For example," she paused a moment as she looked down her list, "Ronald Weasley, you shall be paired with Daffodil Lane."
Daffodil was new to Hogwarts and had moved from France last year. She was friends with Pansy Parkinson and was just as bad if not worse than Pansy herself.
Ron and Daffodil looked at each other with disgust on their faces. Daffodil mouthed, "You're dead," and looked back up at the front.
"So, shall we begin?"
"Madame, do we have a choice?" shouted Justin
"No, so here we go. Hermione Granger, you are paired with Draco Malfoy."
Hermione carefully twisted her head over to look at where Draco was sitting. She had had a deep-gut feeling that she would be partnered with him, but she was hoping things would be different.
Draco just continued to look ahead. She was grateful that she didn't have to lock eyes with him and quickly turned her head back to look at the front.
Draco turned his head and looked at Hermione. She wasn't looking at him. He was glad. He didn't want to be with her but at least she wouldn't make a mess of the things that they were assigned. He then saw Harry looking at him. He had a sort of protective look on his face. Draco gave Harry a confused look and looked back up to the front.
"HARRY POTTER!" it caught him by surprise and it seemed like she had yelled it to the class, "you are paired with Pansy Parkinson."
They both just stared straight ahead, trying to take in the fact that they were paired with one another.
The pairing continued until the very end. "Okay, now students, I would like to you move so that you are sitting next to your partners and I would like to introduce yourselves to each other. I realize that most of you know each other and have for six years, but still the same, introduce. And no fighting!"
The students slowly began to move to sit next to their partners, grumbling all the way.
Draco and Hermione sat in the middle of the class.
"So. what would.you.like to-"
"Talk about?" Hermione finished for Draco.
"Yes."
"Well, we could talk about how we should call each other since we are partners."
"Or we could be silent for the rest of the class."
"Either is fine by me!" Hermione replied coldly to Draco and faced forward.
"Did I mention that this is a grade? For your homework you must write a report on your partner. One page is a 70, One and a half is a 100, and Two pages will give you an extra twenty points," came a shout from the front.
A groan filled the air of the classroom and was followed by a buzz of words.
"I guess we must then," Hermione commented to Draco as she turned to look at him.
"Yes, I guess we must," Draco commented doing the same as she had just done.
They locked eyes; not looking away for a few minutes then began their interviews. They went over the basics then got to personals.
"So, are your parents going to squeal about you being a witch to the who muggle world?"
"No, they are very protective and respectful of me and the wizarding world."
"Oh, I see."
"Well, you answer my question, why do you obey your father's every command?"
There was a brief silence and Draco looked over Hermione's shoulder to Harry who was also staring in his direction. All of the sudden Professor McGonagall announced the class was over and Draco hurried out of the classroom.
Hermione just looked after him and Ron and Harry came up to her sides.
"He sure left in a hurry, didn't he?" Ron murmured.
"He sure did."
Ron scooped up Hermione and kissed her on the forehead, trying to advert her attention away from Draco.
"I missed sitting next to you this past class."
"Oh God, do we have to go through this again?" Harry whined.
"No, you just continue to be a stubborn ass and we will go have lunch," Ron retorted back at Harry.
~*~*~*~*~
Later that night, Hermione was in the library writing her paper on Draco. She already knew much about him due to the fact that he was so popular through out the houses for being the heir to Voldemort.
Suddenly, she had a mind blank. She searched for everything she knew of him, she was only at 1½ pages and needed a bit more. Her mind remembered her last question.
'Why had he left in such a rush, the question wasn't that bad?' She couldn't think so she decided to finish her paper later. She carefully packed up her things and quickly, but quietly left the library.
She strolled around Hogwarts, not paying attention as to where she was going when she noticed the tall Quidditch hoops that were at each end of the field she was standing on.
She looked up at the sky and noticed how clear it was and just how many stars shown through when there was no ambient light to blot them out.
She lay back on the pitch's green grass and stared up at the sky.
"I've never been on the best of terms with my father."
A shadow stepped out near where Hermione was. She sat up and propped herself up with her arms.
The shadow was none other than Draco Malfoy. He walked over to where she was sitting, in the middle of the pitch, and sat down next to her.
"He expects me to do great things. To be Voldemort's heir. I have to admit, at first, I wanted to be just like Voldemort. I loved the thought."
He paused for a few minutes. Hermione couldn't believe what she was hearing. She'd always known that he was to be the heir to Voldemort. "But." she prodded.
"But now I see how much he is hated. I am already alone. I don't want to be alone and hated. So I started to rebel. I started to want to do other things. Finally, one day I realized just what I wanted to do. I wanted to act."
Hermione wanted to laugh, but she just couldn't escape the pain that flooded from Draco's body.
"I mean," he continued, "I would be pretty good. I already cover the pain that is placed on me normally pretty well. Well, I don't tell my father. I will continue to play his game whether it makes me happy or not. It makes him happy which makes me happy, so I just do it. I know he would punish me if I told him how I really feel."
"Draco. You can't let him take over your life like that. Who's life is it to live, his or yours? If what he does doesn't make you happy, don't do it. You need to tell him."
"I would, but I can't. It is too much to risk, including my life."
"Well, all you can do it wait and watch then and hope that something happens."
"Yeah. Though I would appreciate you not putting any of this in your paper, ey?"
"I won't. Wait, why did you tell me?"
"Because there's no one else to tell."