Title: Written On My Heart
Author name: SoulTattoo
Category: Romance/Humour/Angst
Summary: With all these 'Hate' and 'Dark Arts' advancing in the wizarding world, Hogwarts has decided tp set up and experiment with a new enrichment course for all Gryffindor and Slytherin students to experience and learn the meaning of 'Love'. In this story, it shows how the relationship between a certain Gryffindor Prefect and Slytherin Prefect progress during the short six months. A Draco/Hermione story.
DISCLAIMER: Hers, not mine. Hers, not mine. Just keep repeating that in my head and everything will go perfectly fine.
Author's Note: Woah. You guys are cool folks. Thanks for reviewing! Hehe. Love ya! Too lazy to write a dedication.. but thanks for stating your opinions on this fic.. I'll just answer all those with questions.. =)
Naru Taru : Hmm.. Okay.. Maybe Prof. Love was a lame idea, but that was the only name that came onto my mind.
Red Of Rose : Oh, it's really easy. If you choose it as a '.doc' file, the bold and italics won't appear. But if you save the file as '.htm or .html' file, the bold and italics will appear here on ffnet.
C.G. : It was obvious? Darn. Well, yup. I love their songs! Ehehehe.
Catgrl52 : Blaise is a girl? Whoops. I didn't know that.. always thought he/she was a boy. I need to catch up on my reading. Well, just imagine him as a boy in this fic ;)
Yep, I know that HP & Order of Pheonix is out, But, I haven't read it finish yet, and I only know that Ron and Pansy are prefects. So, if there are some flints here and there, or just don't make sense, just bear with me. Once I'm done with the 5th book, I'll see what I can edit with the chapter.
Who will the famous Harry Potter partner??? Wait and see...
Chapter 2
This is an unusual case.. since Ms Patil is in the Hospital Wing today...
"Oh... no... no...," Harry kept mumbling as he slouched on the desk, his head hidden under his arms, "this can't be happening..."
"What's your problem, Harry? Nothing can be as bad as me partnering that – that pug faced witch! Or Hermione with that I-hate-mudbloods-ferret-boy!" Ron whispered over to Harry.
Harry Potter will have the honour to partner both Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle for today!
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
You've got a problem with that, Mr Potter?
"No, Professor." Harry response was muffled, "in fact, this arrangement sounds heavenly perfect!" The tone of his voice showed fake enthusiasm.
Excellent! Everybody, please go to your respective partners now and we'll continue from there!
"Crap. I knew that she hated me right from the start..." Harry moaned to his two best friends.
"Relax dude, they are both just a bunch of dumb dorks who can't tell the difference between a Death Eater and an Auror. A simple word like 'hello' can leave them in awe for ten days. Besides, you only need to deal with them for... two hours." Ron gave Harry a lopsided grin, punching him lightly in the shoulder as a sign of comfort and support.
"Good luck with those creeps, Harry!" Seamus yelled over his shoulder as he made his way to Blaise.
Harry couldn't help but smile when his Gryffindor mates went over to wish him luck, and he thanked everyone of them, and even jokingly bragged, "oh, those two cronies are a piece of cake."
Draco Malfoy and the rest of the Slytherins, who were at the other side of the room, glared at Harry Potter, silver-grey eyes gleaming with jealousy at the sight of Potter receiving so much attention. He smoothed out the creases on his robes, and sat a bit straighter, eyes never leaving the Boy Who Lived.
"This is an enrichment course, not some fashion parade show," Draco drawled languidly, his lips slowly curling up into his usual sneer.
The Gryffindors swiftly turned to glare at the smirking Slytherin, and Harry retorted back, "You should be happy that you're working with Hermione, someone who actually knows her work."
"You – comparing me with a... mudblood?" Draco scoffed, "Set your facts right, Potter. A pureblood like me can never be compared to such filth!"
"Right for once, Malfoy," Harry nodded his head, anger bursting in his throat, "Hermione is too good for you!"
"It's Hermi-o-ninny, Harry!" Seamus quipped.
"SEAMUS!" The Gryffindors shot him a death glare.
Seamus shot both his hands up as a sign of surrender, but a cheeky grin still lingered on his face.
Meanwhile, the Slytherins burst into laughter. As soon as the laughter started, it stopped. The only sounds you could hear were from Crabbe and Goyle, who were rolling on the floor clutching their stomachs as they panted heavily, making snorting voices.
"CRABBE! GOYLE!" Draco hissed, kicking the both of them hard in the ribs, "Get up NOW!!!"
The rest of the Slytherins backed away from the three as quickly as they could. Whenever Draco Malfoy was angry, it was best that he was left undisturbed.
"What's next?" Hermione grumbled, focusing her attention on Seamus' head, which was directly in front of her.
"Will you ever shut up, Granger?" Draco barked and gave her an annoyed glance, "you sound like a cat screeching in pain!"
"Thanks," Hermione's voice dripped with sarcasm, "I'll take that as a compliment." She paused a while and continued, "Can't believe that I have to work with you, of all people."
"I should say that I'm overjoyed to be working with you too, mudblood," Draco clenched his fists, knuckles cracking viciously.
"Shut up, Malfoy! If you dare bother Hermione again..." A voice sounded choked from behind.
Draco raised a perturbed eyebrow to have a good look at the person behind him, and replied with a stoic expression on his face, "Oh it's the Weasley. Always sticking his nose in places he shouldn't. Nothing unusual for people his kind who are poor, and loves muggles."
"Bloody hell," Ron growled, pushing the chair back forcefully. He leaned closer towards Draco, eyes raging with fire, "What did you say?"
What did I say about fights and arguments? Get into your seat right now, Mr Weasley! Shame on you, for showing such a violent attitude for a prefect, Mr Weasley! Though I won't deduct points from your houses, I'll give out punishments which won't be very pleasant for you and your partner.
Everyone in the room immediately stopped their bickerings with their respective partners, bored expressions written on their faces since they had nothing better to do now. Pushing her chair further away Malfoy, Hermione twiddled her fingers around her frizzy hair, and looked over at Harry's direction.
There Harry sat between Crabbe and Goyle in the third row, a pained look loomed over his face. But his eyes brightened up when he saw that Dean was sitting behind him, while Lavender in front of him. Feeling Hermione's eyes on him, he gave her one of his encouraging smiles, and winked at her.
"How quaint, Granger. You've actually gotten yourself a boyfriend! Pretty amazing ability for a person like you." Draco, who had been eyeing the both of them, sniggered softly.
"What?" Hermione's face turned crimson red, and she hid her embarrassed beet root face into her hands.
Draco leaned towards her and pryed her hands from her face, breathing into her face as his wide hardened silvery eyes looked into her warm hazel ones, "Do you really like Potter?" He asked.
"No, and go away, Malfoy!" Hermione growled, looking back blankly at him, before swatting his arm away and dragging her chair further away form his.
"Getting touchy, aren't we?" Draco resumed to his normal drawl, as he pulled away, wiping his hands disgustedly with his robes.
"Five points from Slytherin," Someone declared loudly. Both turning around abruptly, Draco and Hermione found out who the voice belonged to – Ron Weasley, who was grinning triumphantly away, pointing to his Prefect Badge.
The Slytherins gasped mockingly, while Pansy shrieked in a high-pitched tone, "You can't deduct points, you dope!" Draco looked rather amused at the scene happening in the classroom as he relaxed into the chair.
Today in class, we'll have a short session of the game treasure hunt around Hogwarts Castle. Both your partner and you will have to work together and try to be the fastest team to complete this hunt. First team to arrive back at this room after the hunt will receive a surprise. The rest... I'll think of something. In a few seconds, a leaflet containing the first clue will float down onto your table. Once you grab it, you're free to begin. Furthermore, if you don't come back here in one and a half hours time, you will suffer with your partner. Remember, this is a team effort.
"How wonderful," Draco commented as he opened his mouth to let out a huge yawn,"Could this lame course ever get any more exciting?"
Scoff if you must, Mr. Malfoy.
Meanwhile, Dean Thomas was jumping energetically on his stool, trying desperately to reach for the parchment that was slowly drifting away from his hands. Beside him, Millicent Bulstrode was yelling obscenities at him, gesticulating her arms furiously at his rowdy behaviour.
Harry was slumping in his seat, a bored expression on his face as he tapped his fingers lazily on the table. Crabbe and Goyle, who were next to him were pointing towards the bewitched ceiling, evidently awed and surprised to see parchments falling from above.
Ron and Pansy, who were at the other end, were bickering.
"Seen anything yet, Weasley?" Pansy sneered.
"Seen - no. Heard - yes." Ron replied stolidly.
"Heard – heard what?" Pansy tried to look nonchalant, but panic was slowly creeping behind her.
"The shrill cackle that you call your voice," Ron shrugged his shoulders and easily snatched the parchment that landed on his lap.
"Can you at least make an effort to take the parchment?" Hermione stamped her feet in frustration, "Nearly everyone has disappeared with the first clue."
"Hey, instead of standing there acting like a little mudblood, why don't you at least make an effort to take it yourself, Granger?" Draco defended derisively.
"Urgh!" The noise let out from Hermione's gritted teeth, fists clenched tightly at her sides, and hair as frizzy as ever.
Just then, the little piece of parchment fell promptly on Draco's lap before he could open his mouth to spit his insults at Hermione.
"I'm glad that even this parchment can differentiate the status between a pure-blooded wizard and a mudblood." Draco smiled thinly as he picked up the parchment made his way out of the classroom.
"Give it to me," Hermione said bossily as she made an attempt to snatch the parchment from his hands.
"No." Draco replied firmly.
"We have to work together, remember?" She had a taut expression on her face, and felt like wringing his neck at that very moment, "these minor things would be included in our report for the NEWTs."
Draco stared at her blankly for a moment, before stuffing the parchment in her hands, "Take it, mudblood. And don't talk to me when you're done reading."
"A place to see, a place to meet – Stars shining brightly, next to the moon," Hermione read out loud, and she lifted her head with her eyes sparkling brightly as she looked over at Draco, "This is easy! The Astronomy Tower! The words faded out, and new words slowly emerged, - Find the snake skin."
"Hurry up, Malfoy! We need to get there before the others!" Hermione tugged him on the sleeve.
"Get your filthy hands of me, mudblood," Draco scoffed, brushing off the 'dirt' from his sleeves, "Who cares whether we get there first or not?"
Tears clouding in her eyes, Hermione blinked them back forcefully, and ignoring Draco, she broke into a run.
Draco's face broke into a grin and he sighed, finally got rid of that annoying mudblood. Run all you want Granger, you can't complete this stupid hunt without me.
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