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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and I do not like green eggs and ham. I own only Liam, Chloe, Haley and like I said before I might create a new teacher. That new teacher would be mine (I guess, Kind of), but the person it is based upon (the teacher I had meant to put) is not mine. Does that make sense? Lol. Oh, well. You all probably get what I am saying.
Chapter Seven:
One last smile
Look back as you leave for just one last smile...
Hermione entered the library, scanning the shelves. Her first thoughts as her eyes skimmed the titles: Herbology, Hogwarts, A history and what not, were 'there is no way we are going to be able to find out about this amulet anywhere but in the restricted section.'
Her eyes landed on a rather familiar blonde head. Ah, help. She smiled as she walked towards him. Lowering herself into the chair, she finally gets a good look at him. He was sitting across the table, head hanging staring at a piece of parchment that was obviously homework. A piece of blonde hair hung forward, casually brushing his creased forehead, from where his brows knitted together in concentration. He idly tapped his quill tip on the top of the cherry oak wood of the table.
After a few minutes, very long minutes to Hermione Malfoy looked up. A scowl graced his features and his keen grey eyes landing on Hermione. "We didn't agree to meet today," he barked.
"I know, but I stopped by to research and I saw you. I thought I'd stop by."
Malfoy looked down at his homework, "Why?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to help," she questioned.
He looked back up at her, eyes focusing on hers, "You want my help."
"Well, it was originally your project. Speaking of projects…ours is due tomorrow. Do you have it?"
Draco was silent as he reached into his backpack and retrieved the report. He tossed it to her.
Hermione browsed through the paper. "It's on the Azeman. That's a South African vampire," she commented. She continued to glimpse through it, "Beautiful woman by day, transformed in to bat or other night creature by the hours of darkness." Hermione looked back up at him, "Why didn't you do it on the regular vampire?"
"I wanted to do something nobody has heard of before and vampires have always captivated me. So, I though I would do it on a different type."
"Well, nobody has heard of it, unless they research ahead which I highly doubt. We haven't gone over these in class yet."
He nodded, "I know,' he said it slowly and as if it was obvious. "Can I see yours?"
Hermione handed him her paper, which she pulled from a nicely organized folder. (Do they use folder? Who knows?)
Draco read the paper which was scribbled in Hermione's fine, loopy writing. " 'It is said that anyone to look upon the black dog is bound to die.' Why would you write it on the legend of the black dog?"
Hermione shrugged, snatching her paper away. "Just something that happened awhile back."
"Care to elaborate?"
"No, not really," She shook her head.
"Ok, whose do we turn in?" Draco questioned, dropping the subject of the black dog.
"Doesn't matter to me," Hermione shrugged.
"Then we turn in mine. I don't trust your paper with my grade." Draco placed his paper back in his backpack.
Hermione scowled at him, "I thought when I came in here that the book we are most likely going to need isn't going to be anywhere, but there." She pointed to the restricted section.
"Yes, and we have no way to get in there," he droned sarcastically. "Come on, Granger, live a little." He stood, "I'll meet you back here at Ten o'clock sharp. Don't be later, Granger. I don't wait."
Draco walked off, but glanced back as he reached the door. He gave her what was in between an evil smirk and a somewhat 'normal' smile. Or as normal as Draco would ever give an un-pureblood like herself.
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Draco's turn…
Draco made his way back to the Slytherin common room. He entered the murky room, where green and silvers overruled all other colors. From the shadows emerged Draco's second most hated rival in the school. Liam.
"I saw you hanging with that Mudblood trash and to think Malfoy. You were the one to warn me about her –them- when I first got to this school."
"Why don't you go back to Beauxbatons where you belong! I was discussing our project," Draco explained himself, though he had no idea why he felt the need to.
"I think you have gone soft for the little wench, Malfoy. Your daddy dearest would hate to hear about that," Liam spat.
"You are obviously not seeing correctly, William. I do not get soft in the way of Mudbloods. They are filthy, dirty things that should not be allowed at this school. But seeing as no matter how I try to convince, Dumbledore loves them still. So I clam my mouth a deal with the fact. Even though I will admit, from time to time it is beyond fun to torture them about their heritage. Now, I hardly think you have any right to threaten me with the thought of my father. You don't even know the man."
Liam was shocked but recovered quickly. "I know of his reputation. He doesn't like Mudbloods anymore than Voldemort or me."
"How you can even associate your name with Voldemort is beyond a laugh." Draco scowled at him. "He is far greater in power than you will ever be and I find you lacking quite in the common sense department."
Liam scowled, his eyes flashing. 'I'll get you Malfoy and your pretty Mudblood too.' (Sorry I had to put that. It reminded me of the wizard of Oz, when the evil witch says something along the lines of 'I'll get you little girl and you little doggy too.)
Liam disappeared back into the shadows of the room.
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An hour or two after Dinner Draco made his way back to the library. He stepped into the library to find Hermione no where to be seen. He scowled. He had told her not to be late. A creak filled the air and he was pulled behind a book shelf by an invisible hand. Hermione appears before him, Harry's cloak in his hand. She threw it over their head, a hushed whisper. "Madam Prince (Or Pince, whatever her name was.) is still in here."
Draco refrained from calling her names until he saw Madam Prince exit the library with his own eyes, but even then they stayed under the cloak and made their way silently to the restricted section. Unlatching the lock, the slipped quietly inside.
The cloak slid to the floor and Draco commented, "Didn't think you had it in you, Granger."
"Gryffindors will surprise you sometimes," she shoved the cloak into her backpack and they continued to talk in hushed whispers.
Searching through the shelves, Hermione lowered herself and sat crossed legged in front of one shelf. She scanned the titles, her eyes landing on one titled, 'The Six Great Treasures.' She pulled it from its place and brushed a layer of dust off its cover. At the bottom of the book a picture of a beautiful, ornamented crown. A malevolent looking snake, with glowing red eyes entwined itself around the beauty of the crown.
Hermione flipped it open, scanning the last few pages, "When all of these treasures are brought together the world's destruction will be close at hand,"
"Hey Hermione," Draco called from through the bookshelf. "I think I found something."
Hermione quickly shoved the book in her back pack, with no intention of showing Malfoy. She didn't want the world to end.
"Some fear the dark; I embrace it. It is the only place where my eyes are blind and my soul wonders freely from the truth of reality."
Note: Well, here is my seventh chapter. Tell me if you like it. Any questions, comments or flames are welcome. My next chapter will be out as soon as I can get it written. I would appreciate any title of a really good story and some reviews. I would like to reach hundred and twenty-five soon. That is my goal. Lol. I need your help to reach it. Thanks!!!