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A/N: I have absolutely no idea what is going to happen in this chapter, maybe Harry will die or maybe he won't, maybe the wizarding world will collapse and Severus Snape will be the only wizard left alive or maybe not...or Chaos' dragon might have a change of heart and eat up all the Gryffindorks (I hate that name by the way – it is badly used to too many fan fics at the moment)...or maybe not...actually that is quite likely. Anyhooo I'll just start writing and see where it takes me. Very professional...what do you expect from fan fiction?!!
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Draco never arrived for breakfast the next morning but more extraordinarily, Harry hadn't noticed. He didn't keep a close eye on when Draco was present and when he wasn't but subconscious disappointment hit him when he found that he couldn't steal a glance across the hall towards the Slytherins. Instead, he was slouched gangly against Hermione, exhausted after the hours of work he'd done the previous night. Looking around the hall at the other 7th years he wasn't the only one who'd made no attempt of doing work during the holidays and were paying for it this morning, excluding Hermione of course who looked as fresh as a daisy and generally overly contented.
"Stop it 'Mione! What are you so damned happy about?! Do you delight in other people's misery?" Harry looked up at her questioningly, the bags under his eyes strikingly apparent and phantom like.
"No, of course not!" she nodded her head in Ron's direction and smiled a devious and seductive smirk. Suddenly sitting up straight, he began to comprehend her meaning though the process was excruciatingly slow. Harry looked into Ron's eyes and saw little weariness but they eccentrically flickered authenticating Hermione's previous statement.
"Oh great! So when I was serving a detention with Snape and slaving away over my homework, my two best friends were having sex!" Harry scoffed. "Can I explain the pleasure – pain theory to you??!"
"Oh Harry don't be like that!" She leaned in closer to him and whispered, "Besides from what you've told me about Trinity your detention wasn't all that bad." A sly grin emerged on Hermione's face making Harry blush intensely. "Sorry Harry," she giggled, "but you're so easy to wind up!"
"Oh," finally catching on, "Ha ha." The phantom's sarcastic reply held no weight with Hermione. "So, finally after six years you take my advice" he turned and pointed a finger accusingly at Hermione. "Did Ron keep up with is school work over the summer? He doesn't look like a man who has spent all night catching up." Harry didn't wish to add what he looked like he had been doing last night. Hermione cleared her throat nervously and fidgeted.
"Anyway I'm off to the library" Hermione slurred, leaning forward so that no one could over hear, "so if you do see Trinity can you tell her I'll meet her there after dinner this evening?" She kissed Harry on the cheek as she walked, no, bounced out of the hall, Ron unsubtly scurrying behind her though not without grabbing another slice of toast. Harry motioned for Seamus to move down the bench towards him and a heated, rather distressed conversation about potions began.
The doors flung themselves open. She entered. Hips swinging to their own patented rhythm. Seamus, having broken off the Potions homework debate, coughed and elbowed Harry hard in the waist, inconsiderately leaving a permanent dent in his side. Professor Leimorgann had arrived for breakfast, to Snape's delight, and another day at Hogwarts had begun.
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Lil filler chapter. Too tired for anything else to be honest. I don't really know whether I like Hermione / Ron relationships – generally because I think Ron is an idiot so I doubt they'll last. Hugs the lovely people who have actually read this – love you. Constructive criticism, again I feel I should emphasise, IS appreciated.
Areli: What makes you think I'm a Matrix fan? Hehe – I was watching it on DVD when I first started thinking about this fic so I wrote her bio around the name. Stealing from everyone for this...Shakespeare...the Brothers...and more but I can't tell you about that without spoiling the whole plot. Hehe – thanks for the review!!
Plastic x
A/N: I have absolutely no idea what is going to happen in this chapter, maybe Harry will die or maybe he won't, maybe the wizarding world will collapse and Severus Snape will be the only wizard left alive or maybe not...or Chaos' dragon might have a change of heart and eat up all the Gryffindorks (I hate that name by the way – it is badly used to too many fan fics at the moment)...or maybe not...actually that is quite likely. Anyhooo I'll just start writing and see where it takes me. Very professional...what do you expect from fan fiction?!!
*****
Draco never arrived for breakfast the next morning but more extraordinarily, Harry hadn't noticed. He didn't keep a close eye on when Draco was present and when he wasn't but subconscious disappointment hit him when he found that he couldn't steal a glance across the hall towards the Slytherins. Instead, he was slouched gangly against Hermione, exhausted after the hours of work he'd done the previous night. Looking around the hall at the other 7th years he wasn't the only one who'd made no attempt of doing work during the holidays and were paying for it this morning, excluding Hermione of course who looked as fresh as a daisy and generally overly contented.
"Stop it 'Mione! What are you so damned happy about?! Do you delight in other people's misery?" Harry looked up at her questioningly, the bags under his eyes strikingly apparent and phantom like.
"No, of course not!" she nodded her head in Ron's direction and smiled a devious and seductive smirk. Suddenly sitting up straight, he began to comprehend her meaning though the process was excruciatingly slow. Harry looked into Ron's eyes and saw little weariness but they eccentrically flickered authenticating Hermione's previous statement.
"Oh great! So when I was serving a detention with Snape and slaving away over my homework, my two best friends were having sex!" Harry scoffed. "Can I explain the pleasure – pain theory to you??!"
"Oh Harry don't be like that!" She leaned in closer to him and whispered, "Besides from what you've told me about Trinity your detention wasn't all that bad." A sly grin emerged on Hermione's face making Harry blush intensely. "Sorry Harry," she giggled, "but you're so easy to wind up!"
"Oh," finally catching on, "Ha ha." The phantom's sarcastic reply held no weight with Hermione. "So, finally after six years you take my advice" he turned and pointed a finger accusingly at Hermione. "Did Ron keep up with is school work over the summer? He doesn't look like a man who has spent all night catching up." Harry didn't wish to add what he looked like he had been doing last night. Hermione cleared her throat nervously and fidgeted.
"Anyway I'm off to the library" Hermione slurred, leaning forward so that no one could over hear, "so if you do see Trinity can you tell her I'll meet her there after dinner this evening?" She kissed Harry on the cheek as she walked, no, bounced out of the hall, Ron unsubtly scurrying behind her though not without grabbing another slice of toast. Harry motioned for Seamus to move down the bench towards him and a heated, rather distressed conversation about potions began.
The doors flung themselves open. She entered. Hips swinging to their own patented rhythm. Seamus, having broken off the Potions homework debate, coughed and elbowed Harry hard in the waist, inconsiderately leaving a permanent dent in his side. Professor Leimorgann had arrived for breakfast, to Snape's delight, and another day at Hogwarts had begun.
*****
Lil filler chapter. Too tired for anything else to be honest. I don't really know whether I like Hermione / Ron relationships – generally because I think Ron is an idiot so I doubt they'll last. Hugs the lovely people who have actually read this – love you. Constructive criticism, again I feel I should emphasise, IS appreciated.
Areli: What makes you think I'm a Matrix fan? Hehe – I was watching it on DVD when I first started thinking about this fic so I wrote her bio around the name. Stealing from everyone for this...Shakespeare...the Brothers...and more but I can't tell you about that without spoiling the whole plot. Hehe – thanks for the review!!
Plastic x
