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Hey, I'm kinda new at this fic business and I hope that everyone likes 'Bestowed' It's not my first story but it may as well be. I'm trying to create a pretty solid base so if I explain things TOO much let me know. Also I'm looking for a beta reader; leave a review if you're interested.
-Evan
Diclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter , but i will make them do whatever i feel like doing at the time
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Draco looked around to check that he wasn't being followed, ironic really, here he was following Hermione Granger tiptoe to the library at two in the morning and he was stressed about being followed?
House curfew had been over four hours ago and bed curfew had been two hours later. If anyone had caught him, headboy or no he would have been given some harsh detentions.
Back to why he was following the Gryffindor head girl in the first place. That's the thing, he didn't know.
On his was to the kitchens Draco had seen Hermione walking quietly in the general direction of the library, so he followed.
Hermione was riffling around in her pockets buy now, looking for what Draco didn't know but whatever it was got her into the door she was by now, standing in front of.
Hermione was walking pretty fast and it berley gave Draco enough time to slip through and hide behind (you guessed it) shelves.
Hermione slinked around the library with all the grace of a cat after it's pray. This must have been some pretty important pray to have Hermione Granger wandering in Pjs, after curfew in the library.
Things had changed quite dramatically over the three years previous. Originally when the fifth years had put nominations in and it was a possibility that Hermione, Harry or Ron might actually have to work with Draco as prefects Professor Dumbledore arranged a meeting and advised the group that hostilities could no longer be shown in any way shape or form in front of the school from that moment on.
Draco made it pretty clear at the time that he would rather say nothing at all then be openly polite to any of the three not to mention any Gryffindor that came along.
But after the votes were in and Padme, Justin, Hermione and Draco were made prefects working together was a part of the equation. So the snide comments became less and less until the only communication was polite for the sake of the other prefects and head boy and girl.
A second vote was held late sixth year for the head boy and headgirl positions. Because a person could only be considered for one of these positions that had previously been a prefect Draco and Hermione pretty much won without trying.
The next hurdle had been that tradition stated that the prefects and headboy and girl would share a separate dorm that had access to each of the common room and had private rooms as an added bonus. It was okay while the group of prefects had been in sixth year because the duties were less and they only talked directly when in meetings, but as Head boy and Girl Draco and Hermione spoke regularly and gave speeches that needed preparation. Basically they became friends.
Seventh year started at a fast pace there were things such as excursions, new prefects to train and conferences with teachers that kept Draco and Hermione busy at all times.
The new prefects were from Ravenclaw, Selena. From Hufflepuff, Richard. From Gryffindor Janelle and from Slytherin, Kiya.
The new dorm was a novelty to the new prefects so the common room was never empty, and as friends of the occupants were always welcome, their was never a dull moment.
Harry and Ron were thrilled both when Hermione had gotten prefect and her head girl positions. That's what best friends were for, and as Dumbledore had quite plainly told them what would happen to them if the interhouse fighting continued, they were pretty quiet.
Besides Hermione made a great study partner which Ron and Harry needed.
So anyway, Draco was following Hermione, at two in the morning for absolutely no reason except his head had told him to. Typical.
Hermione must have found the book or whatever she was after cause in less then two minutes she had written a note to Madam Pince saying she'd borrowed a book and was shutting the door behind her when Draco realised where she was and stood. His legs were infested with pin and needles and he only just got to the door before it closed and locked, phew.
Draco just dismissed the late night visit by Hermione to the library as extra credit study and went to bed rather then going to the kitchens.
The dorm was hidden behind a rather large painting of a group of children having a picnic buy what resembled the Hogwarts lake and the password 'PageMaster' had been picked by a prefect, would they ever grow up?
Nothing drastic happened between that and Potions the next day.
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The first class the next morning was of corse... Potions!
Some things will never change and neither will that Hermione handed the due assignment with no qualms whatsoever while the rest of the class (other then Draco) struggled to find new excuses. Detentions and duties were given out all liberally
'Today's class we will be making a potion that is ridiculously easy and if anyone mucks it up the punishment will be adequately harsh. If made correctly this potion will change your hair to the colour and style of your choice. No one will use this potion without my permission and if you get more then three drops the consequences will be dire. Make the potion from the list of ingredients that I will list now. You will make it from memory and are to sit quietly once it is completed.'
'You know your pairs and should not differ from the Miss ABBOT'
Hermione worked with Draco, but only because Snape new that was how he could give Draco the top marks. Smug bastard.
'Hermione lets get started' said Draco started mixing ingredients as he remembered them.
Hermione must have missed seeing him add three times more activator powder then the needed.
Draco opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling expecting to see the low stone of the dungeons but was surprised instead to see the raised roof of the hospital wing.
He glanced around and in the bed next to him and saw a girl with short black hair smothered in what he assumed could only be burn lotion, as the same stuff was on his arms.
Draco walked to the bathroom to find a mirror. He screamed cause if he was positive of one thing at that moment it was that Malfoys should never ever have short red spiked hair.
An:
Well I hope that you all enjoyed the first chapter and I hop to have a few more out throughout the week. Please leave a review and constructive criticism is welcome
-Evan
Hey, I'm kinda new at this fic business and I hope that everyone likes 'Bestowed' It's not my first story but it may as well be. I'm trying to create a pretty solid base so if I explain things TOO much let me know. Also I'm looking for a beta reader; leave a review if you're interested.
-Evan
Diclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter , but i will make them do whatever i feel like doing at the time
* * *
Draco looked around to check that he wasn't being followed, ironic really, here he was following Hermione Granger tiptoe to the library at two in the morning and he was stressed about being followed?
House curfew had been over four hours ago and bed curfew had been two hours later. If anyone had caught him, headboy or no he would have been given some harsh detentions.
Back to why he was following the Gryffindor head girl in the first place. That's the thing, he didn't know.
On his was to the kitchens Draco had seen Hermione walking quietly in the general direction of the library, so he followed.
Hermione was riffling around in her pockets buy now, looking for what Draco didn't know but whatever it was got her into the door she was by now, standing in front of.
Hermione was walking pretty fast and it berley gave Draco enough time to slip through and hide behind (you guessed it) shelves.
Hermione slinked around the library with all the grace of a cat after it's pray. This must have been some pretty important pray to have Hermione Granger wandering in Pjs, after curfew in the library.
Things had changed quite dramatically over the three years previous. Originally when the fifth years had put nominations in and it was a possibility that Hermione, Harry or Ron might actually have to work with Draco as prefects Professor Dumbledore arranged a meeting and advised the group that hostilities could no longer be shown in any way shape or form in front of the school from that moment on.
Draco made it pretty clear at the time that he would rather say nothing at all then be openly polite to any of the three not to mention any Gryffindor that came along.
But after the votes were in and Padme, Justin, Hermione and Draco were made prefects working together was a part of the equation. So the snide comments became less and less until the only communication was polite for the sake of the other prefects and head boy and girl.
A second vote was held late sixth year for the head boy and headgirl positions. Because a person could only be considered for one of these positions that had previously been a prefect Draco and Hermione pretty much won without trying.
The next hurdle had been that tradition stated that the prefects and headboy and girl would share a separate dorm that had access to each of the common room and had private rooms as an added bonus. It was okay while the group of prefects had been in sixth year because the duties were less and they only talked directly when in meetings, but as Head boy and Girl Draco and Hermione spoke regularly and gave speeches that needed preparation. Basically they became friends.
Seventh year started at a fast pace there were things such as excursions, new prefects to train and conferences with teachers that kept Draco and Hermione busy at all times.
The new prefects were from Ravenclaw, Selena. From Hufflepuff, Richard. From Gryffindor Janelle and from Slytherin, Kiya.
The new dorm was a novelty to the new prefects so the common room was never empty, and as friends of the occupants were always welcome, their was never a dull moment.
Harry and Ron were thrilled both when Hermione had gotten prefect and her head girl positions. That's what best friends were for, and as Dumbledore had quite plainly told them what would happen to them if the interhouse fighting continued, they were pretty quiet.
Besides Hermione made a great study partner which Ron and Harry needed.
So anyway, Draco was following Hermione, at two in the morning for absolutely no reason except his head had told him to. Typical.
Hermione must have found the book or whatever she was after cause in less then two minutes she had written a note to Madam Pince saying she'd borrowed a book and was shutting the door behind her when Draco realised where she was and stood. His legs were infested with pin and needles and he only just got to the door before it closed and locked, phew.
Draco just dismissed the late night visit by Hermione to the library as extra credit study and went to bed rather then going to the kitchens.
The dorm was hidden behind a rather large painting of a group of children having a picnic buy what resembled the Hogwarts lake and the password 'PageMaster' had been picked by a prefect, would they ever grow up?
Nothing drastic happened between that and Potions the next day.
* * *
The first class the next morning was of corse... Potions!
Some things will never change and neither will that Hermione handed the due assignment with no qualms whatsoever while the rest of the class (other then Draco) struggled to find new excuses. Detentions and duties were given out all liberally
'Today's class we will be making a potion that is ridiculously easy and if anyone mucks it up the punishment will be adequately harsh. If made correctly this potion will change your hair to the colour and style of your choice. No one will use this potion without my permission and if you get more then three drops the consequences will be dire. Make the potion from the list of ingredients that I will list now. You will make it from memory and are to sit quietly once it is completed.'
'You know your pairs and should not differ from the Miss ABBOT'
Hermione worked with Draco, but only because Snape new that was how he could give Draco the top marks. Smug bastard.
'Hermione lets get started' said Draco started mixing ingredients as he remembered them.
Hermione must have missed seeing him add three times more activator powder then the needed.
Draco opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling expecting to see the low stone of the dungeons but was surprised instead to see the raised roof of the hospital wing.
He glanced around and in the bed next to him and saw a girl with short black hair smothered in what he assumed could only be burn lotion, as the same stuff was on his arms.
Draco walked to the bathroom to find a mirror. He screamed cause if he was positive of one thing at that moment it was that Malfoys should never ever have short red spiked hair.
An:
Well I hope that you all enjoyed the first chapter and I hop to have a few more out throughout the week. Please leave a review and constructive criticism is welcome
-Evan
