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CHAPTER 3
Hermione had just woken up. It was Monday morning and she came out in her vest top and shorts yawning, at 7:00 am. She went into the kitchen and put the kettle on to make a cup of coffee (she needed the caffeine). She was just adding the milk when Draco came in. They were both too tired to argue though, so they just ignored each other. They went back to their rooms to het changed, and had finally properley woken up. They made their way to the portrait hole, and tried to get out.at the same time. They both got lodged in there, and would not move to let the other through, so they were there arguing for 5 minutes.
'Watch it Granger!' Draco said angrilly.
'Well if you lost a few pounds, we wouldn't be stuck here would we?!' she retorted.
But she didn't really mean that. No matter how much she hated Malfoy, she couldn't deny that Quidditch was doing wonders for his body. After 5 more minutes of grunting, arguing, pushing and shoving, they finally pushed their way out and made their way to the Great Hall, and joined their separate tables.
Draco sat down next to Crabbe and said, 'So what've we got now?'
'Errr..oh yeah! Double Potions!' he said grinning stupidly, proud that he had remembered.
'Great, Gryffindors first thing on a Monday morning,' he said to himself, looking over at their table, or more specifically, Hermione. 'Just what I need!'
He kept on staring at her, wondering why he was doing this and couldn't stop, when Pansy Parkinson sat down next to him.
'Hiya Draco,' she said, in a sickeningly nice voice.
'What do you want?' he said shortly, hoping she would get the hint.
She didn't.
'Well, I was wondering if you wanted to sit next to me in potions today?' she enquired.
'That's a hard one-let me think, no!' he said. He got up, went up to his room, got his bags, and left for potions.
Meanwhile, Hermione was talking to Ron and Harry about Malfoy becoming Head Boy.
'You've got to share a common room with him!' Ron sounded outraged.
'Ron, calm down!' she said slowly, watching him as he shot dagger looks at Draco, as he pushed Pansy away and left.
'Potions next,' she said, hoping to change the subject, but all she got was moans and groans from Dean, Seamus, Ron, Harry and Neville (who was back from the hospital wing, although he couldn't eat much)
At 8:25, they all decided to leave for the dungeons, and walked down the winding steps that led to, possibly, their worst lesson. They went through the door and sat down at the benches at the back of the classroom.
'We'll be starting a new potion today,' announced Snape, the greasy haired potion teacher.
'It's called the Engorgio potion. Can anyone tell me what it does?'
Hermione raised her hand, but as usual, was ignored by Snape.
'No one?' said Snape, a grin creeping across his sallow skinned face. 'I must set you extra homework, then you might remember a potion or two! Anyone?' he asked again.
This time, Draco raised his hand as well as Hermione, and said, 'It makes whatever it touches grow bigger. The higher the concentration of the potion, or the higher the number of drops put on the object, it will make the desired object turn even bigger, more quickly. The potion maker must be careful when making it though, as if it comes into contact with skin, I will corrode and burn it.'
'Excellent Mr. Malfoy, take 15 points for Slytherin.' said Snape, looking delighted at the Gryffindors enraged faces.
But Draco did not turn around to look at Hermione to rub it in as he usually did, but luckily no one noticed.
'You will all need partners for this, so if you all come to the front, I will tell you where you will be working, and who you will be working with.'
He called out names from a piece of parchment and pointed at various places around the dungeon.
'Crabbe and Goyle, Thomas and Finnigan, Potter and Malfoy, Parkinson and Weasley, Granger and Longbottom.'
Neville and Hemione sat down in their places, and set up the equipment needed.
'No, Neville, not there! No! Put.that.THERE!' she said in an exasperated voice, trying to prevent Neville from blowing himself up.
'Like that?' Neville said, putting 2 unicorn hairs in the cauldron together.
'NO!' Hermione screamed, as the potion exploded over Neville and herself in a large bang, and a mountain of bright pink liquid.
Over at Harry and Draco's table, things were not going much better either. They were arguing quietly.
'I mean it Malfoy, you make her year hell, and I'll never rest until I've blown you up into a thousand pieces!' Harry hissed.
'I never knew you cared so much about her!' he sneered, but he was secretly angry. 'Why would I want to make her year hell?' he thought, 'I don't even hate her that much-wait.what am I thinking? She's just an ugly little mudblood!' but he felt a pang of guilt just thinking it. Suddenly, a loud bang and a scream teared him away from his thoughts.
He saw Neville and Hermione crying out in pain. He watched her closely, not sorry for an excuse to look at her, although, for some reason, he didn't like seeing herin pain. This was news to him, as he had been verbally torturing her for the whole of her school life. He took one last look at her as she rushed up to the hospital wing, secretly hoping she was alright.
They went to see Madam Pomfrey to get something put on it to take away the pain and the burning. She rubbed a sloppy red cream on the burns, which stung for a moment, but the seemed to make it better, although the marks were still there.
At 1:10, she left the hospital wing, and went down to the Great Hall, unaware that Draco was watching her every move. She went to sit down next to Ron, and asked where Harry was.
'Quidditch practise,' he said thickly, shovelling sausages into his mouth.
'How come the rest of the team are here?' she asked, 'and slow down!'
He shrugged and said, 'Probably locking his broomstick away. You know how he is with it, keeps it guarded with half a dozen spells. Honestly, he can be so paranoid sometimes!'
They continued talking, when Professor McGonagall rushed in from the direction of the hospital wing and ran up to the staff table. She bent over and whispered something into Professor Dumbledore's ear. He stood up so suddenly, he knocked his chair backwards.
'All students will go to their common rooms immediately! Do not go into your dormitories though - you must all stay together!' he said, emphasising the last 2 words. 'Prefects lead the way!'
Ron and Hermione turned to leave, when a hand on their shoulders pulled them back. 'Come with me,' Professor McGonagall said.
They made their way up to Dumbledore and looked at McGonagall with puzzled expressions on their faces.
'There's been an attack,' she said shortly, looking extremely upset.
Hermione and Ron looked at each other, thinking the worst.
'Who?' Hermione said, dreading the answer.
'I - I'm sorry.' came the reply. 'He's in the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey says he will pull through. We think it was a warning.'
'A - a warning? Wh - What happened?' stuttered Hermione, fighting back tears.
'The Cr - Cruciatus curse,' said McGonagall, in a voice identical to Hermiones.
'Who.?' asked Ron, trailing off.
'Well, judging from the note left.'
'There was a note? What did it say?' asked Ron.
Dumbledore and McGonagall looked at each other
'Albus.' she started, but Dumbledore handed them a parchment, with green writing on, which read:
"He will be my Death-Eater and together we will rid the world of Mudbloods and Muggles. No one will stand in my way; not even the famous Harry Potter."
'Judging from the note left,' Dumbledore continued for her, 'we think it was Voldemort.'
A/n: Well, I hope that's a cliffie! I'll start workind on Draco and Hermione on the next chapter, so read and review! I'd like to say thanks to these people: Kekki - thanks, ur review was gr8, really helpful! Thanks again! Lil-Blue-Chimp - cheers! Keep writin urs! Email me! Did u go wiv Becky? Sarah - thanks a lot, keep readin and reviewin!!!!! SpunkySimmy - thanks 4 the tip, ive changed it now 2 PG-13! (I hope its worked!)
Disclaimer: I don't own Harrry Potter, only the plot.
CHAPTER 3
Hermione had just woken up. It was Monday morning and she came out in her vest top and shorts yawning, at 7:00 am. She went into the kitchen and put the kettle on to make a cup of coffee (she needed the caffeine). She was just adding the milk when Draco came in. They were both too tired to argue though, so they just ignored each other. They went back to their rooms to het changed, and had finally properley woken up. They made their way to the portrait hole, and tried to get out.at the same time. They both got lodged in there, and would not move to let the other through, so they were there arguing for 5 minutes.
'Watch it Granger!' Draco said angrilly.
'Well if you lost a few pounds, we wouldn't be stuck here would we?!' she retorted.
But she didn't really mean that. No matter how much she hated Malfoy, she couldn't deny that Quidditch was doing wonders for his body. After 5 more minutes of grunting, arguing, pushing and shoving, they finally pushed their way out and made their way to the Great Hall, and joined their separate tables.
Draco sat down next to Crabbe and said, 'So what've we got now?'
'Errr..oh yeah! Double Potions!' he said grinning stupidly, proud that he had remembered.
'Great, Gryffindors first thing on a Monday morning,' he said to himself, looking over at their table, or more specifically, Hermione. 'Just what I need!'
He kept on staring at her, wondering why he was doing this and couldn't stop, when Pansy Parkinson sat down next to him.
'Hiya Draco,' she said, in a sickeningly nice voice.
'What do you want?' he said shortly, hoping she would get the hint.
She didn't.
'Well, I was wondering if you wanted to sit next to me in potions today?' she enquired.
'That's a hard one-let me think, no!' he said. He got up, went up to his room, got his bags, and left for potions.
Meanwhile, Hermione was talking to Ron and Harry about Malfoy becoming Head Boy.
'You've got to share a common room with him!' Ron sounded outraged.
'Ron, calm down!' she said slowly, watching him as he shot dagger looks at Draco, as he pushed Pansy away and left.
'Potions next,' she said, hoping to change the subject, but all she got was moans and groans from Dean, Seamus, Ron, Harry and Neville (who was back from the hospital wing, although he couldn't eat much)
At 8:25, they all decided to leave for the dungeons, and walked down the winding steps that led to, possibly, their worst lesson. They went through the door and sat down at the benches at the back of the classroom.
'We'll be starting a new potion today,' announced Snape, the greasy haired potion teacher.
'It's called the Engorgio potion. Can anyone tell me what it does?'
Hermione raised her hand, but as usual, was ignored by Snape.
'No one?' said Snape, a grin creeping across his sallow skinned face. 'I must set you extra homework, then you might remember a potion or two! Anyone?' he asked again.
This time, Draco raised his hand as well as Hermione, and said, 'It makes whatever it touches grow bigger. The higher the concentration of the potion, or the higher the number of drops put on the object, it will make the desired object turn even bigger, more quickly. The potion maker must be careful when making it though, as if it comes into contact with skin, I will corrode and burn it.'
'Excellent Mr. Malfoy, take 15 points for Slytherin.' said Snape, looking delighted at the Gryffindors enraged faces.
But Draco did not turn around to look at Hermione to rub it in as he usually did, but luckily no one noticed.
'You will all need partners for this, so if you all come to the front, I will tell you where you will be working, and who you will be working with.'
He called out names from a piece of parchment and pointed at various places around the dungeon.
'Crabbe and Goyle, Thomas and Finnigan, Potter and Malfoy, Parkinson and Weasley, Granger and Longbottom.'
Neville and Hemione sat down in their places, and set up the equipment needed.
'No, Neville, not there! No! Put.that.THERE!' she said in an exasperated voice, trying to prevent Neville from blowing himself up.
'Like that?' Neville said, putting 2 unicorn hairs in the cauldron together.
'NO!' Hermione screamed, as the potion exploded over Neville and herself in a large bang, and a mountain of bright pink liquid.
Over at Harry and Draco's table, things were not going much better either. They were arguing quietly.
'I mean it Malfoy, you make her year hell, and I'll never rest until I've blown you up into a thousand pieces!' Harry hissed.
'I never knew you cared so much about her!' he sneered, but he was secretly angry. 'Why would I want to make her year hell?' he thought, 'I don't even hate her that much-wait.what am I thinking? She's just an ugly little mudblood!' but he felt a pang of guilt just thinking it. Suddenly, a loud bang and a scream teared him away from his thoughts.
He saw Neville and Hermione crying out in pain. He watched her closely, not sorry for an excuse to look at her, although, for some reason, he didn't like seeing herin pain. This was news to him, as he had been verbally torturing her for the whole of her school life. He took one last look at her as she rushed up to the hospital wing, secretly hoping she was alright.
They went to see Madam Pomfrey to get something put on it to take away the pain and the burning. She rubbed a sloppy red cream on the burns, which stung for a moment, but the seemed to make it better, although the marks were still there.
At 1:10, she left the hospital wing, and went down to the Great Hall, unaware that Draco was watching her every move. She went to sit down next to Ron, and asked where Harry was.
'Quidditch practise,' he said thickly, shovelling sausages into his mouth.
'How come the rest of the team are here?' she asked, 'and slow down!'
He shrugged and said, 'Probably locking his broomstick away. You know how he is with it, keeps it guarded with half a dozen spells. Honestly, he can be so paranoid sometimes!'
They continued talking, when Professor McGonagall rushed in from the direction of the hospital wing and ran up to the staff table. She bent over and whispered something into Professor Dumbledore's ear. He stood up so suddenly, he knocked his chair backwards.
'All students will go to their common rooms immediately! Do not go into your dormitories though - you must all stay together!' he said, emphasising the last 2 words. 'Prefects lead the way!'
Ron and Hermione turned to leave, when a hand on their shoulders pulled them back. 'Come with me,' Professor McGonagall said.
They made their way up to Dumbledore and looked at McGonagall with puzzled expressions on their faces.
'There's been an attack,' she said shortly, looking extremely upset.
Hermione and Ron looked at each other, thinking the worst.
'Who?' Hermione said, dreading the answer.
'I - I'm sorry.' came the reply. 'He's in the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey says he will pull through. We think it was a warning.'
'A - a warning? Wh - What happened?' stuttered Hermione, fighting back tears.
'The Cr - Cruciatus curse,' said McGonagall, in a voice identical to Hermiones.
'Who.?' asked Ron, trailing off.
'Well, judging from the note left.'
'There was a note? What did it say?' asked Ron.
Dumbledore and McGonagall looked at each other
'Albus.' she started, but Dumbledore handed them a parchment, with green writing on, which read:
"He will be my Death-Eater and together we will rid the world of Mudbloods and Muggles. No one will stand in my way; not even the famous Harry Potter."
'Judging from the note left,' Dumbledore continued for her, 'we think it was Voldemort.'
A/n: Well, I hope that's a cliffie! I'll start workind on Draco and Hermione on the next chapter, so read and review! I'd like to say thanks to these people: Kekki - thanks, ur review was gr8, really helpful! Thanks again! Lil-Blue-Chimp - cheers! Keep writin urs! Email me! Did u go wiv Becky? Sarah - thanks a lot, keep readin and reviewin!!!!! SpunkySimmy - thanks 4 the tip, ive changed it now 2 PG-13! (I hope its worked!)
