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A/N: It's gonna get funnier, I promise!
Chapter 3
The Great Hall was very noisy as all the students were talking and eating. Silverware was clanging, and you could hear the occasional giggle drift from some of the girls. (And some of the boys.) Draco Malfoy, a fifth-year Slytherin boy, was angrily staring into his shepherd's pie wearing a perpetual scowl. The reason for his scowl was that dratted Hermione Granger! She had embarrassed him once again in front of the entire Care of Magical Creatures class, by insulting him and his family! All he had done was call her a little name. And if having a girl put him down wasn't bad enough, now he had Slytherin girls always trying to sympathize! It drove him absolutely batty. Speaking of batting, Pansy Parkinson, Draco's on- again, off-again girlfriend, was batting her eyelashes right in front of his face.
"Draco," she cooed, why aren't you eating anything? Here, take-"
"Pansy!" he interrupted, motioning her to move. "Would you get AWAY?"
"Fine! I'm breaking up with you!" she said, and flounced away to her friends. Draco didn't really care, because it was the third time this week she'd broken up with him, anyway.
Meanwhile, across the Great Hall, at the Gryffindor table…
Ron and Harry were laughing together about some joke Fred had sent Ron in the post that morning. Hermione and Ginny were across from them, talking about some Muggle television show. Then Ron gasped,
"Harry! The potion! I forgot all about it! Let's use it!" he said, snickering.
"On who, though?" asked Harry, glancing about the Hall. "Hey, what about Malfoy?" he said, with a smirk.
"But we'd have to wait until dinner's over," said Ron.
"Well, look at our luck. Here he comes now…" Harry turned around in his seat to spray Malfoy. But, in his haste, the bottle slipped out of his hands and fell to the floor. The top popped off and the potion began to leak, as Malfoy walked away.
"Harry!" Ron hissed, angrily. "You wrecked it…"
"No," said Hermione, jumping into their conversation. "If you'd read the entire list of instructions, you would have realized that this is a very strong truth potion. While you two were making it, I read the directions." The potion was now bubbling and frothing on the floor, sending up pink, hazy fog that was invisible to all but them. The fog roiled around everyone, while Hermione said, "You made too much. I saw you putting way too much of hummingbird essence in and I'm assuming there's uneven amounts of everything else as well. Do you know what the final instructions and warnings were?"
Harry and Ron nodded sheepishly.
"And I quote, 'Do not overdose anyone.' 'The fog created will affect all but the ones who were in first contact with it, before the bottling.' That means it won't affect us three. And thank goodness, because I don't want to be singing all my secrets for everyone to hear."
Harry asked, "How long does it take to wear off?"
"Oh, I think about twenty-four hours. It's only going to last until about 8:00 tomorrow night. And since Malfoy got hit first, I think, he's the first we'll see the effects on." She grimaced. "Oh, how fun this is going to be…"
Back with Draco and his cronies…
Draco was humming as he walked out of the Great Hall. All of the sudden, he bumped into Harry and his friends.
"Oh, it's you, come to insult me again, Granger? You have a major problem." he said nastily, then gasped as he started to sing, apparently having no control over his vocal chords.
"Hey, Hermione, what's your problem?
I see you try to hurt me bad,
Don't know what you're up against.
Maybe you should reconsider,
Come up with another plan.
'Cause you know I'm not that kind of guy
That'll lay down and let you come first
You can push me out the window,
I'll just get back up.
You can run me over with your 18-wheeler truck,
And I won't give a f***.
You can hang me like a slave,
I'll go underground
You can run over me with you 18-wheeler truck,
But you can keep me down, no, no,"
At first Hermione looked shocked, but then she, Ron, Harry, and probably the rest of the school doubled up with laughter as Malfoy ran down the hall with his hand clamped over his mouth.
Song credits go to Pink: '18 Wheeler'
A/N: It's gonna get funnier, I promise!
Chapter 3
The Great Hall was very noisy as all the students were talking and eating. Silverware was clanging, and you could hear the occasional giggle drift from some of the girls. (And some of the boys.) Draco Malfoy, a fifth-year Slytherin boy, was angrily staring into his shepherd's pie wearing a perpetual scowl. The reason for his scowl was that dratted Hermione Granger! She had embarrassed him once again in front of the entire Care of Magical Creatures class, by insulting him and his family! All he had done was call her a little name. And if having a girl put him down wasn't bad enough, now he had Slytherin girls always trying to sympathize! It drove him absolutely batty. Speaking of batting, Pansy Parkinson, Draco's on- again, off-again girlfriend, was batting her eyelashes right in front of his face.
"Draco," she cooed, why aren't you eating anything? Here, take-"
"Pansy!" he interrupted, motioning her to move. "Would you get AWAY?"
"Fine! I'm breaking up with you!" she said, and flounced away to her friends. Draco didn't really care, because it was the third time this week she'd broken up with him, anyway.
Meanwhile, across the Great Hall, at the Gryffindor table…
Ron and Harry were laughing together about some joke Fred had sent Ron in the post that morning. Hermione and Ginny were across from them, talking about some Muggle television show. Then Ron gasped,
"Harry! The potion! I forgot all about it! Let's use it!" he said, snickering.
"On who, though?" asked Harry, glancing about the Hall. "Hey, what about Malfoy?" he said, with a smirk.
"But we'd have to wait until dinner's over," said Ron.
"Well, look at our luck. Here he comes now…" Harry turned around in his seat to spray Malfoy. But, in his haste, the bottle slipped out of his hands and fell to the floor. The top popped off and the potion began to leak, as Malfoy walked away.
"Harry!" Ron hissed, angrily. "You wrecked it…"
"No," said Hermione, jumping into their conversation. "If you'd read the entire list of instructions, you would have realized that this is a very strong truth potion. While you two were making it, I read the directions." The potion was now bubbling and frothing on the floor, sending up pink, hazy fog that was invisible to all but them. The fog roiled around everyone, while Hermione said, "You made too much. I saw you putting way too much of hummingbird essence in and I'm assuming there's uneven amounts of everything else as well. Do you know what the final instructions and warnings were?"
Harry and Ron nodded sheepishly.
"And I quote, 'Do not overdose anyone.' 'The fog created will affect all but the ones who were in first contact with it, before the bottling.' That means it won't affect us three. And thank goodness, because I don't want to be singing all my secrets for everyone to hear."
Harry asked, "How long does it take to wear off?"
"Oh, I think about twenty-four hours. It's only going to last until about 8:00 tomorrow night. And since Malfoy got hit first, I think, he's the first we'll see the effects on." She grimaced. "Oh, how fun this is going to be…"
Back with Draco and his cronies…
Draco was humming as he walked out of the Great Hall. All of the sudden, he bumped into Harry and his friends.
"Oh, it's you, come to insult me again, Granger? You have a major problem." he said nastily, then gasped as he started to sing, apparently having no control over his vocal chords.
"Hey, Hermione, what's your problem?
I see you try to hurt me bad,
Don't know what you're up against.
Maybe you should reconsider,
Come up with another plan.
'Cause you know I'm not that kind of guy
That'll lay down and let you come first
You can push me out the window,
I'll just get back up.
You can run me over with your 18-wheeler truck,
And I won't give a f***.
You can hang me like a slave,
I'll go underground
You can run over me with you 18-wheeler truck,
But you can keep me down, no, no,"
At first Hermione looked shocked, but then she, Ron, Harry, and probably the rest of the school doubled up with laughter as Malfoy ran down the hall with his hand clamped over his mouth.
Song credits go to Pink: '18 Wheeler'
