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One Morning
Draco made his way back to the Common Room. It was almost 4:30 in the morning and he was not in the best of moods. No Eve, she hadn't come. He was beginning to get very irritated by this mystery girl: not knowing when she'd ever show up. He wanted to be able to find her, to talk to her. There were never any hints of when she'd see him again, no clues to who she was. No nothing. They never even really had conversations. Their exchanges left Draco feeling so empty, but at the same time they created such a feeling of bliss. There was something about that girl that he couldn't give up, something that he needed. Somehow, there was something missing from his life that was only filled when she was with him.
Draco wanted desperately to know who this girl was and where she disappeared to during the day. He slumped down in a chair and looked in to the fire. After a few minuets of aimlessly staring he began to formulate a plot. That's it! It was perfect.
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Hermione stepped out of the shower dripping wet. She walked over to the mirror and wiped the fog off of it with her hand. You look horrible! she thought to herself. What is causing these horrible bags? Shaking her head she opened a drawer and pulled out her make-up. In the process of bringing her concealer up to her face something happened that made her drop the make-up stick and do a double take.
For a moment, Hermione had not recognized the face that stared back at her. Admittedly, the features were the same: the mouth, the nose, the shape of the eyes, those all belonged to Hermione. But the expression on the face, it was confident, knowing, and mysterious. The eyes too had been different yellow and glowing with a glint of something Hermione had never possessed, evil? Nevertheless, looking now, there was no mistake that the face was her own. She shrugged it off as a trick of her tired mind.
She finished getting ready without any more incidents and she left her dorm to go to breakfast. Inside the Great Hall, she found Harry and Ron already eating. Feeling somewhat playful, she walked up behind Harry and gave him a hug and a big kiss on the cheek.
"Good Morning to you too!" This made Hermione giggle.
"Oh and I see what type of hello I get, " Ron was blubbering, so she walked up to him and gave him a hug that nearly made him loose his seat. Laughing Hermione sat down on the bench.
"And why are we in such a great mood this morning?"
"I don't know," Hermione laughed. She had no idea why she felt so good this morning, especially because of the bad mood she had been in yesterday. However, today was a new day and today she felt inexplicably happy.
After a few minuets of casual conversation a very disgruntled Professor Snape stormed into the Hall and went up to speak to Dumbledore. Hearing what the teacher had to say, the headmaster stood up.
"May I have your attention please." A hush fell over the crowded room. "It seems that some students thought it would be funny to ransack the Potions classroom last night. I would like to inform you that the consequences will be less severe if the guilty party comes forward on their own. If no one confesses, an investigation will take place and the culprits will face a possible expulsion. Potions classes will be held in the empty classroom on the fourth floor until the damage is fixed. That is all." With that Dumbledore sat down and continued breakfast.
"Did you hear that Harry? Some one wrecked the Potions class!" Ron said.
"Yeah, and I have a feeling that Snape thinks he knows who did it."
"What do you mean Harry?"
"He means that Snape hasn't stopped looking at us since Dumbledor started his speech." Hermione piped in.
"Us? But we didn't do anything!"
"No but I have a feeling that if who ever did this doesn't turn themselves in, that Snape is going to pin this whole thing on us," Harry concluded.
"Oh! That old bat!" Hermione started, "I don't know where he comes across blaming us! Without any proof no less! Well I don't feel a bit sorry for him at all! Serves him right the old goat!"
By this time Harry and Ron were both staring at Hermione. Feeling more than a little silly she started to laugh. The boys did the same, then the three of them followed the flow of students out of the Great Hall and into their respective classes.
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It was now lunch time and Harry and Hermione decided to take this meal in away from everyone else and be alone. They made their way down to the kitchen and were greeted by none other than Dobby the house elf.
"Hello, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger! What can Dobby do for you?"
"Hello Dobby! We were wondering if we could have some sandwiches."
"Why of course Harry Potter can have sandwiches!" and with that Dobby set about getting them sandwiches and putting them in a nice little basket for them. "Here you go Harry Potter!"
"Thank you Dobby! Good bye!"
"Bye Dobby!" Hermione touched Dobby on the top of the head like you might do a small child. Then she took Harry's arm and they exited through the portrait hole.
The two love birds walked to a willow by the lake and had their picnic. It was a wonderful, romantic lunch! The two were having a swell time nibbling, talking, and of course sneaking in little kisses. Harry looked over to the ground by his side and saw a beautiful yellow flower. He picked the flower and handed it to Hermione.
"For you, Madame."
"Why thank you, kind sir," replied Hermione in the same mock formal tone that Harry had used. She sniffed the flower and then Harry took it out of her hands and placed in her hair above her right ear, kissing the top of her head on the way. Then he stood and offered Hermione his hand which she accepted smiling. Picking up the basket, they headed arm in arm back to the castle.
When Harry and Hermione got back to the common room Ron came up to them quickly.
"Have you guys seen Ginny?"
"Not recently, sorry."
"Why Ron?"
"Oh my mum wanted me to give her something, but I can't find her."
"Well we'll help you look won't we Harry?"
"Huh? Yea sure. Of course."
The trio left the common room and started heading to the library in search for Ginny, but that's not who they found first.
Pansy strode up to Harry and in a very slow and flirtatious way said, "You're meeting me tonight to work on our potions project, right?"
Slut was the one word that crossed Hermione's mind.
A very Disgusted looking Harry said, "Oh, um, yea I suppose so, meet me in the library after dinner."
"Okay, until later." Pansy slinked down the hall. Hermione glared at her as she went. Who does she think she is?
The three continued their search. They didn't find Ginny in the Library, but then Hermione suggested that they look in an old classroom where she and Ginny used to go when they needed to have girl talk. The boys thought that was a good idea so they headed that way. Suddenly, they heard a blood curling scream.
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And I'm ending the chapter! (don'tcha hate it when that happens?) don't worry, knowing me I'll have the next chapter up tomorrow! Thank you to everybody who reviewed! And if you didn't do it now, it'll be fun I promise! Lets see. Hope you guys enjoyed! Until next time!
~Atiannala
