Title: Love and Hate In The Very First Blast
Author: chibidark angel
Summary: Harry and the gang are out of Hogwarts and are heading for they're very first year in Elvingsdale- the wizarding college in America. There, Harry meets his professor- Draco Malfoy, and love and hate explode at once, while Ron is smitten with Hermione Granger- another professor and Draco's best friend.
Pairings: harry/draco(main), ron/hermione, lavender/parvati, seamas/dean, cho/cedric, sirus/remus, blaise/OC
Warnings: SLASH! Well, yaoi, yuri, whatever you wanna call it, just basically: there is guy on guy and girl on girl action, don't like don't read! slight AU (alternative universe for anyone who doesn't know), in that I've screwed with a few characters, you know, altering ages, plus I don't know what everyone looks like, and some characters, mainly draco, will be OOC, kay? but the main plot is still in place.
A/N: OH MY GOD PEOPLE I AM SOOOOO PROFUSELY SORRY FOR LEAVING THIS FOR SO LONG!!!! *gets down on hands and knees begging* can you ever forgive me? See, I had the second chapter written, but then I lost it, and then when I found it, I found I wanted to do something different, so I had to go and write this chapter, so it took a long time, but I'm going to be much faster at putting out the other chapters, pleeze forgive me!!! Here's my thank-yous:
Solitary Cross: thank you very much, no, we won't be finding out about ash in this chapter, sorry, that'll be in the next chapter, don't worry, and yes, I know It's obvious what'll happen with blaise and ash, but the question isn't do they like each other, it's will they do anything? Pleeze enjoy this chapter!
Lanevaly: thank you, oh I'm glad you think it's unique, I do try my best! Yeah, I've never read a story myself with them as student and teacher, so I'm trying very hard to develop it well, let me know what you think!
Onyxsun: no, we won't be finding out about ash in this chapter, this one is for draco and mione, ash will be in the next chapter, kay? I know I changed some people drastically, namely Sirus and Remus, but it was just a spur of the moment thing, and I'm glad you like it anyway.
Fanny Chan: thank you soo much! Yes, I'm updating as fast as I can, pleeze let me know what you think about the chapter!
Olusha: thank you for the review, yes, there are a lot of characters, but I wanted Harry to have this big circle of friends, and I started out with a few, but then they had to be with someone, so the list just grew and grew, but glad you liked them anyway! We will be meeting Dray and Mione in this chapter, kay? Yes, I cant wait for the romance part myself, although I don't know what I'll be doing, we'll just have to wait and see how it goes!
Katie: thank you, glad you like my OC, although we wont be seeing them settling into the college until a few chapter, this is the chapter where we see draco and mione getting ready! Hope you like!
Cinead Born Of Fire: thank you, I'm glad you like the AU, and yes, I've read over my first chapter, and I took into serious consideration what you said, so don't worry, I've fixed the little glitches, and ash should be alright, in the third chapter, plus I've actually got a reason for her more than perfect behaviour, kay? Hope you like the next chapter!
Shaz: oh, you didn't send in a review, but you told me in person, thank you! Oh, and you shouted at me to hurry up and write more, so here we are!
cda: So there you are, now on with the chapter.
Disclaimer: (spotlight reveals author in a heap on the floor) *sobbing* I don't own, them alright, I don't own them.
Funky: aww, poor chicken, here! (uses magic powers- puff of smoke to reveal draco and harry standing beside author)
cda: huh? Oh, pretty! Yeah (glomps two boys) well, I mightn't own them but I'll just have them here to hug until JK Rowling calls for them, anyhoo….
Harry: here's the new chapter *whispers* save us…pleeze!
Draco: hey, its now that bad harry *smirks evilly* she's letting us do whatever we want.
Harry: oooo, *evil cackle* great, I think I know what w can do. (whispers in dray's ear)
(draco's eyes widen, before he grabs harry's wrists and drags him into the next room.)
cda: *sigh* they'll be back, don't worry! Anyhoo, here's the next chapter, enjoy!
Chapter One:
"Draco, wake up, we're going to be late!" came a shout, followed by the sounds of a door opening, and feet running across a wooden floor, before a wavy-haired woman bounced on top of a bed occupied by a blond-haired man. The man groaned and peeked open one silver/grey eye, before groaning and rolling over, muttering, "It's eight o' clock Mione, how the hell have you managed to look so god-damn perfect?"
"Some hair-care products and a lot of magic," the woman, Hermione, replied in a matter of fact tone, tossing her brown hair back over her shoulders.
"That's not fair, you've gotten better than me at using gel," Draco moaned, pouting, sitting up and running a hand through his tousled, shoulder-length hair.
Hermione grinned; after all, it was Draco who showed her how to tame her frizzy locks into sleek waves using a couple of charms and some hair gel, just before he himself outgrew the whole 'gel hair to scalp' faze, and let his hair fall gracefully around his face.
"Any way, you'd better get ready; we've got to have breakfast with my parents and Oliver and Percy and say goodbye to my parents and then take the portkey to Diagon Alley so I can pick up some equipment before we apparate to Wingardium Levithatus," Hermione explained carefully, while bouncing on Draco's bed right over him, "So come on Lazy Boots."
"Hermione, would you be so good as to quit jumping on my bed, we are twenty-three you know," Draco sighed, trying to put on his poshest accent, before he started giggling.
"Ah, but that doesn't mean we can't act any less childishly than when we were twenty-two," Hermione giggled along with him as she jumped off the bed, smoothed down her hipsters and started for the door.
"Mione?" Draco called, as he got out of bed.
"Yes?" Hermione asked, turning around.
"Thanks," Draco replied, "For asking me to come with you on your holidays with your family."
"Hey, Oliver and Percy came too, this was for all of us," Hermione smiled, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah," Draco shrugged, "But….ya know…"
"Yeah, I do," Hermione replied softly, giving Draco a warm smile, before she turned, and walked out of the door, calling, "See you at breakfast Dray."
Draco smirked at the nickname, then set about getting ready. Quickly, he packed up his things, except for the clothes he was wearing, his hairbrush and wand. Grabbing his things, he made his way into the bathroom adjoining his bedroom, showered, washed his hair, then dried off, got dressed in a tight blue shirt, baggy black trousers and a pair of doc martins and brushed his hair back, securing it back in a ponytail with a leather strap. Once he was done, he closed up and locked his trunk and, grabbing his wand and his broomstick, he levitated the trunk out to the hallway and placed it beside Hermione's near the kitchen, leaving his broomstick leaning against the wall as he made his way into the kitchen. Turning around a corner, he stopped dead in slight surprise and amusement, at the sight of Percy Weasly and Oliver Wood, locked in a passionate embrace, Oliver pushing Percy up against the wall as they kissed.
"Ahem," Draco coughed loudly, smirking as the two men jumped apart and whirled around, shocked expressions on their faces, "Good morning Percy, Oliver. Maybe it would be wiser to continue you kissing and, eh, other activities later," he finished, arching and eyebrow as he eyed their mussed clothing.
"Oh, morning Dray," Oliver stammered, returning to his senses, "Have a good night's sleep?"
"Yes, it was very good, nice and relaxing," Draco smirked, "I won't even ask how yours was, as I'll assume you didn't get any sleep, having a very, um, enjoyable night."
Both Percy and Oliver blushed bright red, before joining Draco in his laughter, as the three men made their way out to the garden where Hermione sat at a wooden table with her parents. Draco shielded his eyes as he gazed out at the pretty Italian countryside that surrounded the house, and sighed. Today he would be making his way back to Elvingsdale college where he taught in the Auror's course, a job he loved, and his favourite subjects too: potions and defence against dark arts. Draco breathed in the fresh morning air, savouring the crisp tang of the food laid out on the table, as he sat down beside Hermione.
"Morning boys," Mr. Granger called cheerfully, looking up from the Italian newspaper he was reading.
"Morning Paul, morning Joyce," Percy greeted, while the other two nodded their greetings and smiled.
"Oh good, you got them out of the kitchen," Hermione smiled at Draco, putting down the edition of the Daily Prophet she was reading.
"Yes, well, any news?" Percy politely asked, trying to avoid the awkward subject his two friends seemed fixated on bringing up again and again.
"No, it's just the usual," Hermione replied, "the new minister for magic, Ms. Diphda, had just busted another illegal muggle-baiting organisation, and her popularity's risen even more, if that was even possible."
"It's about time they got someone good in," Draco muttered, "that Cornelius Fudge was a god-damn sham, especially during the time of Voldemort."
"I know what you mean, Elnath's got brilliant idea's, and she's able to take action right away, she'll see it through until the end," Percy gushed enthusiastically.
"And here I was thinking I was the only one you adored," Oliver teased gently, while Percy blushed, and Ms. Granger chuckled, saying, "Come on dears, eat up, you've got to be going soon."
The group settled down into eating their breakfast of fresh rolls, still warm, sweet fruit, yoghurts some jams and orange juice.
"Thank you very much Joyce," Draco smiled, when he was finished, "That was lovely."
"Oh no problem Draco, well, come on, you'd better hurry if you want to pick up your things and make it to the airport on time."
The entire group said goodbye to Mr and Mrs. Granger, then gathered up all their things and grabbed the port key, an old, chipped statue of a half-naked woman, before they were zipped off to the Three Broomsticks.
"Hello Tom," Hermione greeted the barman, "Could we just leave out things here, while we go and pick up some things before we zip off to the airport?"
"Sure, no problem Hermione," Tom smiled, "Have a good summer? Looking forward to going back?"
"I'd a lovely summer, and yes, I can't wait to get back," Hermione smiled as she exited the building onto Diagon Alley.
Hermione loved to teach and share knowledge, something which made her wonder why she hadn't been put in Ravenclaw, but anyway, she was getting back to the job she loved: teaching variously complicated charms and complex potions for the sports counselling and physician course. She was suddenly pulled from her thoughts as they were surrounded by the hustle and bustle of Diagon Alley.
"We'll be off," Percy told Hermione and Draco, "I've to get back into the office, work starts straight away, no lounging about."
"Yup, no rest for the wicked," Oliver sighed, grinning, "I've got practise with my team too, but it's not till later, so I'm just going to hang around the ministry and embarrass Percy for a while," he added with a wink as he wrapped his arm around Percy's waist, "Have a nice time teaching."
"Yes, and owl us as soon as you can," Percy added, trying not to squeak as Oliver's hand wandered lower, cupping his ass and giving it a sudden squeeze.
"Don't worry mother, we will," Draco replied, with a mock sneer as he rolled his eyes.
"Ignore him," Hermione grinned, giving Draco a light thump on the arm.
"I always do," Percy smirked, while Draco glowered, pouting slightly, while his friends laughed.
"Have a great time Percy, we'll see you two again, maybe around Christmas?" Hermione asked.
"Of course, remember, my mother insisted that you come back to the Burrow for Christmas this year, the whole family's going to be there."
"Great, we haven't been to your house in years, it'll be great to see your mother again, and finally meet your whole family, they never were there at Christmas when we went to Hogwarts, and then of course, we never went after because of teaching and everything," Draco smiled, "So we'll see you two then."
The four friends hugged and parted, Percy and Oliver going down to near the end of Diagon Alley, their luggage in tow, Draco and Hermione heading off into the crowds to make their way into Flourish and Blotts, as Draco wanted to get the latest book on the Dark Arts- 'The Dark Side Of You,' which had a list of new curses and their counter curses, and also a list of new potions, for offensive and defensive magic, while Hermione wanted to get, 'Wizarding Warbles in Work,' a book on different types of stress that could be experienced, and the right potions or spells that could be used, and also, 'From Muggle To Magic- Sports Edition,' one of a range of books which dealt with muggle inventions, sports and ideas which had been converted into magic versions. The book Hermione wanted dealt with new wizarding sports which had been taken from muggle origins. Once inside the shop, Draco breathed deeply, inhaling the timeless smell of new books, and sighed. He loved this shop, it had the most interesting variety of books, and it was also where he'd met Hermione and Percy. Draco smiled as he remembered that fateful day….
It was his first year in Hogwarts, and so he made his way to Diagon Alley with his parents to get his school things. While his father went to Knockturn Alley for a 'business' meeting and his mother was looking at wands, he had come into Flourish and Blotts to get his schoolbooks. He had gotten all of his books except for one- The Invisible Book of Invisibilities, which was of course Invisible, so the store owner was having a terrible time trying to find one for him. Draco wasn't being very helpful either, sneering at the man and shouting at him, and the owner was nearly in tears when Hermione and Percy came in. Puzzlement soon changed to anger when they realised what was going on, and they confronted Draco, who, when he realised that Percy was a Weasley, started ranting on about everything his father had told him about the Weasleys, how they were so poor, couldn't afford anything, that they were like trash, a disgrace to the wizarding community-
It was then Hermione chose to step in and smack him right across the face really had, and do some ranting of her own, shouting at him about how he was nothing but an arrogant prick, how he knew nothing about Percy or his family, about how he was just listing off a load of crap like he'd learned it off before-hand. It was when she said, "You sound like a bloody dog doing tricks for its master," that he actually snapped out of the state of shock he was in. He suddenly remembered it was his father who had told him everything he said, his father, who obsessed over Voldemort like a dog would its master, and he realised that by hitting him, Hermione had just done to him what he had always wanted to do to his father, for being so stupid and idiotic as to follow that man, that god-damn maniac, a bloody sick and twisted wizard. Suddenly, he wanted to befriend this girl and boy, wanted to see what they were like, not caring who they were. He immediately apologised to the two first years and to the shop owner, then told him to take his time in trying to locate them, and offered to buy Hermione and Percy some ice-cream from Flourintine's while they waited, as an apology for his earlier speech, and also as a means for them to get to know each other better.
Draco smiled ruefully at the memory. He really had been an arrogant prick, though it was the way he was brought up, but still, Hermione and Percy had been able to see past that and get to know the real him, as was Oliver when they met him on the Hogwarts Express, and although he was in Slytherin while the three of them were in Griffindor, they all still remained firm friends, much to Dumbledore's delight, as he sought to promote inter-house relationships.
"You alright?" Hermione questioned gently, her eyes slightly worried, "You looked a bit out of it there."
"I'm fine Mione, just remembering the day we met in here," Draco grinned as he pulled off the book he was looking for off the shelf.
"Oh yeah," Hermione laughed lightly, as she shifted her own books against her hip, "The day you acted like a complete jerk and I smacked you. I'm still sorry about that, you had quite a mark on your face after that," she added, wincing apologetically.
"Don't worry, I totally deserved it," Draco replied, "Plus I learned never to piss you off, cause you've got one hulluva smack."
"Too true," Hemione grinned, as they made their way up to the counter.
The two professors paid for their books, then made their way to the apothocarys for some ingredients they needed to restock their personal store cubords, as well as to hand in an order-list for the things they'd need for the up-coming year. Once that was done, they grabbed a quick ice-cream ("For old time's sake," Draco smiled nostaligically as he paid.), before they made their way back to the Leaky Couldron, where they grabbed their trunks and things, bid farewell to Tom and made their way to near the end of Diagon Alley where they walked into what appeared to be a muggle Post Office, but what actually was the holding place of various portals to different places. Quickly they took the portal to Wingardium Levithatus, where they appeared near the ticket gates. Unfortunately, there was a small problem with a dwarf who was trying to get a plane to the top of Mount Everest, and it took them around fifteen minutes to get up to the desk and another ten minutes to check in their luggage and get their tickets.
"Come on Draco, we'd better run or we'll miss our flight," Hermione yelled, as they started to run through the airport.
As he ran, Draco caught sight of a man being held by a pair of goblins, beside a case of probably fake wands, and-
BANG!
Draco ran smack into someone else and suddenly found himself on his ass on the ground. With a small moan, he quickly picked himself up, dusting down his clothes and looking about angrily for the person who had dared to run into him. He found the guilty pary- a man, younger, it seemed, who was clutching his forehead and groaning slightly as he pulled himself off the ground.
"Watch where you're going," Draco snapped icily, glaring.
The young man shook his head, and replied, just as icily, "I could say the same to you," as he fixed Draco with an icy glare, "and there's no need to act like such a prick."
It took all of Draco's will pwer not to just drop his jaw and gasp in wonder. The man was beautiful- tousled raven hair, clear emerald green eyes, gorgeous pouty lips and a body that was shown off excellently by the tight grey turtleneck and black cargo pants he was wearing.
"You could apologise for what you did, and quit being such a god-damn prick yourself," Draco sneered, "Or are you too much of a stubborn git to admit it?"
"I'm not the git here," the man hissed angrily, "and admit what? That you're too much of a dope to see you ran into me?"
Draco was about to reply with something really nasty and threatening to the gorgeous, angry man who had managed to turn him on slightly, when he heard Hermione call, "Draco! Come on, we'll be late, move your god-damn ass!"
Draco rolled his eyes and called in a sickeningly sweet tone, "Coming mother, I wouldn't want to keep you waiting!"
He caught the young man smile and giggle slightly before he hastily put on a glare. Rolling his eyes, Draco sent one last look at the man before turning around and running off with Hermione past a young red-head man, who was calling, "Harry! Hey mate, come on, we gotta get going!" and Draco swore he saw the man and Hermione looking over each other and giving each other appraising smiles as they passed by. Quickly, the two professors made their way past a large group of young adults, through the security check and through gate 4 onto their plane.
"Welcome to flight 331, Teacher's Flight to Elvingsdale College, a table for two?" the steward asked, with a smirk and a knowing look.
Hermione nodded, rolling her eyes, while Draco sneered at the man, and threw him an evil glare one he had directed them to their seats on the plane, which was layed out more like a restaurant, with tables and chairs lining either side of the machine.
"Bloody wanker," Draco muttered in a menacing tone, as he glared at the steward from his seat.
"I wish you'd mind your language for once Draco," Hermione admonished, "just leave him, and besides, can you blame him for thinking that?"
"No, I suppose not," Draco answered, his expression softening slightly, "it's just, I hate that look, that arrogant, knowing look, it reminds me of my fa- I mean Lucius," he managed to croak out, before quickly turning his head and staring out of the window.
Hermione smiled sadly, as she reached across the table to take Draco's hand and give it a reassuring squeeze, as she replied, "I know, just forget it, it was nothing, alright?"
"Alright, I know, it just hurts sometimes, that's all," Draco replied, shaking his head, and Hermione felt a twinge of sadness and anger that the mere mention of Lucius' name, the memory of him, still burned a hole in Draco's soul, still affected him so much…
There was a loud buzz, as the announcement that they were about to take off, and Draco and Hermione fastened their belts and leaned back in their seats as the plane began its ascent.
"So Draco," Hermione began, once the plane was air borne, "What exactly kept you so lon? Was it just me, or did I see you standing with another fine-looking man?"
Draco tried to hide his blush by sneering at her smirk as he replied, "I ran into him, well, he ran into me actually, and we had a bit of an argument."
"An argument?" Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow, "He must have caught your attention, do tell me, about him."
"Well, he's got this messy black hair, and these deep, emerald green eyes I could just float away in, and a gorgeous body, and these lips just begging to be kissed…" Draco answered eagerly, before he realised what he was doing, and quickly composed himself, blushing.
"Sounds like he's definitely your type," Hermione giggled, while Draco retorted challenging, "Yeah? Well, did my eyes deceive me or where you checking out a certain red-haired man we passed by in the airport?"
"Maybe…" Hermione replied vaguely, grinning and continuing as Draco sent her a scathing look, "Well, he does have a really lovely muscled body, and these amazing big blue eyes, and this floppy red hair that just makes you want to run your hands through it," she answered dreamily, before catching herself and blushing, while Draco laughed softly, "However, there was something…" she added, frowning.
"What?" Draco asked, puzzled.
"Well, it was, just that… well, there was something about him, that seemed so familiar, like I should know him, or something, you know?"
"Yeah, I do actually…." Draco replied slowly, lost in his own thoughts. There was something about that young man he'd run into, something about the way he looked, it was so familiar… like there was something missing, and for some reason, a ghost of a whisper kept saying the work 'scar…' in the back of his mind. Draco dismissed it however, and returned to the present.
The two friends spent the rest of the flight chatting to each other and to other teachers on the plane, and in no time at all, they were landing outside the ground of Elvingsdale College. As they got off the plane, Draco spotted an old wizard with a long, curling moustache and balding grey hair standing near the gates of the college.
"Deneb!" he called cheerfully, waving at the man as he descended from the plane.
"Draco!" the man called in reply, walking up to Draco, "And Hermione! How have you two been, have a good summer?"
"Yes, thank you," Draco smiled, while Hermione nodded and asked, "How was your?"
"Oh great, we've found what appears to be a settlement of the first anphibian wizards, who were half merpeople, half human, it's really quite fascinating."
"Yes, it sounds incredible," Hermione gasped, eyes widening, while Draco asked, "So what are you doing out here Deneb?"
"I'm meeting the new students and helping them settle in, telling them the rules and so forth, you know," Deneb shrugged, "Well, you two better get inside, the gates will be closing any minute now."
"Okay, thanks Deneb," Draco smiled, patting the man on the shoulder.
"Yeah, we'll talk to you later," Hermione called, as she made her way inside the gates.
Once inside, Draco and Hermione looked around at the college where they had been teaching for the past three years, and sighed, happy to be back in the place they'd called home.
'Yes, home,' Draco thought happily, as the wind wrapped around him, caressing his cheek lightly in welcome.
Okay, so there you go, and again, I am just soooo sorry for the length of time it took me to write this chapter, but the next one will be out quicker. Though I must tell you all now, I have to go to my gran's and from there, straight to the airport cause I'm going to America for the karate world championships, so I'll be gone about two weeks, but I swear the minute I come back I'll post the third chapter up as soon as I can, and we'll be finding out about ash and the gang, kay? So let me know what you think please, is this worth continuing? Pleeze review! Farethee well! ^_^