Thanks to those who reviewed!Luv yah all! Anyways, this fanfic is set (in hogwarts time) at the final three months of their term. Sorry didn't tell you sooner. . .

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Chapter 12:

Pansy lunged herself to Hermione. Quickly, Draco scrambled through his robes to get his wand.

"Petrificus Totalus!" he shouted. A blast of light came from his wand and hit Pansy straight in the chest. Suddenly, she felt herself feel numb, then being unable to move. Hermione ran towards Draco with teary eyes and hugged him.

"Thanks Hon, I didn't know that she would recognize me. I mean, with the mask on." She said. Draco answered," Well, this wouldn't have happened if you didn't insist to come here." He said with a smirk. Hermione just rolled her eyes. "Blaise, help me carry this cow, er, I mean Pansy to her bed. Madame Pomfrey might notice something." Blaise stood up, grabbed Pansy's feet and Draco grabbed her head. They placed her on the bed, put a blanket over her, fixed up, wore their masks and left the room.

"Thank you for visiting Pansy, I'm sure your visit will help her recover quickly." The thing on the door announced.

"Yeah right, not if Hermione was here." Blaise said with a snicker. Hermione just glared at her.

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Night came, and Hermione was sitting on the gryffindor common room couch. She had been waiting for Harry for about fifteen minutes to do the project in Potions. She heared a barge on the portrait and some laughing.She turned around and saw Harry, Ron, Dean and Seamus walk in, clutching their broom sticks. When Harry saw Hermione, he whispered something to the guys and they laughed again. Then the three, Ron, Dean and Seamus went up to the boys dormitories.

"Late, Potter. I don't like being kept waiting!" she said in a bossy type tone. She was yawning and tapping her fingers, as if bored. Harry just stood there, looking at her.

"Well, I don't have all night Potter!" she exclaimed while looking at her watch. Harry muttered a spell, and all they needed appeared before them. He sat on the floor, and Hermione summoned a Pillow and sat on it.

"Well, fill the cauldron with swamp water and add 3 drops Dragon's blood." Harry did s, and it turned a brownish red. "Add the first root, and then other five." Hermione instructed, and Harry just did so. It turned a brown, murky color. She grabbed the bottle of star sprinkles, same time as Harry. When she realized this, she immediately took off her hand from the bottle (and Harry's hand) and she brushed her hand with her other hand, as if removing dirt.

"Eeewww," she commented. "Just get the freakin bottle and sprinkle some." He just did, and sprinkled some. It turned a purple color. "Next, some of Pansy's saliva. Eeeewww," she got the bottle labeled PANSY'S SALIVA and poured it in the cauldron. It turned a murky green, like the polyjuice potion they made. Harry snickered.

"What the hell's wrong Potter?" she asked irritatingly.

"I just remembered the time we made the polyjuice potion. Me and Ron turned into Crabbe and Goyle, And you," he stopped, still laughing softly. "A cat!" Hermione said. They laughed, and when they suddenly realized what they were doing, they stopped automatically.

"Er, finally, Unicorn's Hair. Go add it so that we can go on with the rest of our freakin lives." She said, and Harry did. It turned into a blue, clear liquid. Harry put off the fire. Hermione took her wand and the bottle. "Reducia Concentreant" Hermione said, and it turned into a thick, blue concentrate. She poured it in the bottle and immediately stood up, headed for the girls dormitories, and left Harry there all alone.

"Great, now I have to clean this up." He said.

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Draco lay in his bed, fast asleep when he heard a soft whoosh. He immediately got up, and saw who it was. He went numb with horror.

"Ah, Draco. I see you have noticed my presence." The man said, with silvery blonde hair just like Draco's.

"Father, its," he glanced at the clock, "Two am, what is it?" he said groggily.

"Do you question me?" Lucius asked coldly.

"No father." He answered in fear. He couldn't answer his father back, for knowing him, he could easily kill him, even though he was his son.

"Good. The death eaters ceremony is in three weeks, as you may know, I'm just here to ask if you've prepared a sacrifice." He informed.

"A sacrifice? Like what, an animal, an object?" he asked, but still retained his tone of respect.

"No Draco, don't play dumb with me. You know what. A mudblood." He said.

Draco suddenly went pale. "I'm sure there are plenty of mudbloods here, like, like," he stammered. He knew what to answer, but he just couldn't.

"You don't have time to find a mudblood in three weeks. This school is swarming with them. Besides, you still have to enchant them into thinking that you're their friend. Three weeks isn't enough for that," Lucius said as he stared at the window.

Draco gulped. He hoped that he wouldn't say what he thought. "That girlfriend of yours, Draco, that mudblood Granger." He said.

"B-but, f-father, I c-cant. . ." he stammered.

"Well why not?" he said angrily as he turned to face his son. "You ARE with good terms with her, so there's no problem unless. . ." His face turned into a nasty sneer. "You are in love with the mudblood. . ."

He gasped. How did he know?

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