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I may not be updating much for the next few weeks because of a play I'm in, but rehearsal isn't all day, so I'll try to post as many chapters as I can.
Oh! And the Disclaimer is easy: I own none of the characters, and the plot may have been used before. Blah blah blah… next chapter.
Thanks again for reviewing!
~G~
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Previously:
"Miss Granger, this paper says that you truly dislike someone other than Mr. Malfoy, and there is no mention of Mr. Potter's name."
"But professor!"
"Please be seated, Miss Granger." Hermione opened her mouth to reply, then shut it and stomped back to her seat and grabbed her bag, then walked out of the Great Hall, slamming the door behind her.
Chapter 2: Hating Mr. Malfoy
Hermione refused to look up from her chair in front of the fireplace as the rest of the Gryffindors entered the common room. She heard many of them happily discussing their partners, and a few groaning over theirs. Two of which were Harry and Ron.
"It's a conspiracy. Dumbledore's trying to kill us," Ron said, sitting down moodily. Harry sat down in pretty much the same manner and began massaging his forehead.
"Tell me about it! Malfoy?!" Hermione mumbled.
"I ended up with Millicent Bullstrode," Ron groaned.
Hermione smirked. 'At least they got it as bad as I did.'
"That's nothing. I got Parkinson," Harry said, absently kicking the table in front of him.
Hermione sighed. Sure, they got the two of the worst girls imaginable, but that was nothing compared to Malfoy.
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Draco, meanwhile, wasn't exactly thrilled either.
"I can't believe this! How dare Dumbledore partner me up with Granger! That's murder! Torture! Like… depriving Crabbe of anything with sugar in it!" Draco growled, storming into his bedroom. Since he'd not been given Head Boy (which he repeatedly insisted that he certainly should have gotten), Draco was still forced to have a roommate. Luckily, he only had to have one, thanks to his father, and it was a lot better as his roommate was Blaise Zabini, a wealthy pureblood whom he was related to, somehow.
"Malfoy, Malfoy, Malfoy, you just don't think, do you?" Zabini said, smirking at him over the book he was reading. The brunette sat in the chair in the corner of the room.
Malfoy scowled and turned to him. "What the hell are you talking about?"
"Think, Draco. Granger's a MUDBLOOD. She has MUGGLE parents."
"Yes, Zabini, that's obvious. I believe I myself made that clear years ago."
Blaise shut his book and stood up, stretching. "Malfoy, our assignment was to become part of a MUGGLE movie. Now think about it this way. Granger has most likely heard about, or even seen these movie things. If our job is to find out what happens in the movie, if that's the task, think about how easy it will be for you to finish? Anyway, we have to meet our partners in the library to choose the movie we start in. I'm going to go pick up my partner. Very pretty thing, she is," And, with that, he vanished out of the door, leaving a very thoughtful Draco.
With a smirk, he put his robes back on and followed Blaise.
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"Alright Malfoy, let's get a few things straight. First and foremost, you are the last person I'd have chosen as my partner, so don't expect roses from me," Hermione said after the 10 minutes of unyielding silence.
Draco smirked, "I thought you wanted to pick me. Was that not what you said?"
"Don't go there, Malfoy."
Draco sighed and pushed his chair towards her. He noticed her look and smirked. "Look, Granger, I can't help you choose the movie to start with from over there."
Hermione rolled her eyes, then looked down at the paper below her. After reading through the list, she suddenly burst out in laughter.
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Thanks again to all my reviewers! I hoped you all liked this chapter. The next one should be interesting.
~Greenlee O'Hara~