Chapter 30-A New Reputation

A/N Thank you ChocolateKisses234 for my ninetieth review. I do not know if Terry is a boy or a girl, but I am assuming that he is a boy, so...yeah. Here's the story.

Disclaimer: I only own the plot. JK Rowling owns the rest.

Terry went and woke Susan up, passing the common room on his way, but not noticing the sleeping couple on the couch. Susan came out of her room and grasped his hand, leading him through their common room towards the portrait hole slowly. In the common room she glanced around and something, or rather two somethings caught her eye. She murmured a, "How sweet," under her breath. Terry looked up at her and she pointed at the pyramid of Draco with Hermione on top of him with a book on top of her, a pyramid of large to smaller to smaller. Terry nodded in agreement, with a comment of his own.

"Looks like the real Draco is back. That's nice to know, no more Moping 'Mione," Susan gave a little giggle as they walked out of the portrait hole, still hand in hand, on their way to Hogsmeade.

A few hours after Terry and Susan had left Hermione woke up, wondering what the weight on top of her was. Her eyes opened slowly and she looked down at a pair of strong arms encircling her waist and a book on top of that. She smiled sleepily. Draco was back, and he was here to stay, if something like that ever happened again she could just sing and he would be back. "Oh, hush Little Dragon, we had a big night," Rather than comforting, this remark brought a retort. Hermione rolled her eyes and rolled over carefully so that she was face to face with Draco. "Morning sleepyhead, you know what? It's a Hogsmeade weekend, so we practically have the whole school to ourselves, come on let's go," Draco was muttering sleepily about more sleep and Hermione rolled onto her back once more and hopped off of him, sending the book on a short trip to the floor. She picked up the book and smiled at the grumpy Draco. "Come on, or we'll be late for breakfast," Hermione teased.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'll meet you down here in a half hour," Hermione rushed up to her room and hurriedly she showered, brushed her hair out, and got into some real clothes. Forty-five minutes later Hermione stepped out of her room to find Draco still sleeping on the couch. She shook him awake and he got up groggily.

"Draco, you told me to meet you down here in a half hour. I am fifteen minutes late, but you still haven't even moved off of the couch," Hermione was annoyed and it was obvious. Draco sat up and magically changed his clothes, then magically dampened his hair. Hermione summoned his gel and put his hair in spikes (Maybe?). Finally they were ready. It had taken Draco about five minutes to get ready while it had taken Hermione forty- five. Draco and her went down to breakfast hand in hand, arriving just as all the late stragglers were coming in.

They sat down and ate a quick breakfast, and then they went for a walk around the lake. They perched on a rock and just sat there, admiring the serenity of the lake. Five minutes later they were kissing. Someone tapped Hermione's shoulder. She broke away and looked at the fourth year standing beside her. She looked the fourth year, "Yes?" The fourth year looked at Draco, obviously scared by the most-likely murderous look he was getting. Hermione swiveled and looked at Draco, who was, indeed, shooting daggers at the poor kid. "Draco, stop that," Draco turned away sheepishly and Hermione about-faced to look at the younger Gryffindor boy once more.

"Ummm...well, I was wondering if..." Hermione waited patiently for him to continue. "If you really did tell Snape that he could go to Hell." Hermione grinned sheepishly.

"Umm, yes, yes I did," Hermione replied, wondering where this conversation was going. He grinned.

"What were your exact words, do you remember? Because everyone is talking about it, and I just wanted to know if it was true." The little Gryffindor asked, slightly hesitantly, not wanting to anger her.

"I said damn you Snape, you can bloody go to Hell," Hermione said guiltily, but the kid didn't seem to mind. He stared at her openly, with awe and admiration in his big hazel eyes, and then he ran away, probably to tell his friends about the truth in the rumor.

"Did I just see you say that you told off a teacher?" Draco said, a huge grin on his face.

Hermione nodded. "It was the day that you were taken. I was frantic and panicked. Snape was blocking my path and wouldn't let me pass to see Dumbledore. I think three classes were watching us from their classrooms and I told him just what I said. He just stood there, stunned and I ran for it. I think I lost us a hundred and twenty points, but you should have seen his face when I said that." Draco chuckled along with her for a few minutes, before turning back to her.

Shaking his head he said, "Miss Hermione Granger, you sure are something else," then he leaned down and kissed her. They stayed on the rock for a few more hours, talking, and then went inside for lunch.

Many stared at Hermione and whispered as she entered. This was the first time in a long while that she had come into the Great Hall to eat with everyone else. She had always slipped off to the kitchens to eat something while everyone else was in the Great Hall. Seated at the Gryffindor table she had many approach her to see if the rumor was true. Upon finding that it was many stared at her or said things similar to 'Wow, you've got some guts,' while others were mad, 'Well, now we're in last for the house cup,' but there were only a few of those. Colin took her picture and asked if she would sign it later. She turned down this offer graciously. Finally Hermione got thoroughly annoyed with this behavior, so she grabbed her three boys by the wrists and stalked out of the hall, listening to Little Dragon sniggering in her mind.

The four went to Hagrid's hut (much to Draco's displeasure), hoping to find sanctuary from the rumors there, but no such luck.

"'Ermione, 'Arry, Ron, M-Draco, what are you all doin' 'ere?" Hagrid asked when he opened the door (A/N I am not good at recreating Hagrid's accent-y thing, so if it is bad, please just imagine that it is correct).

"We came to visit you, Hagrid, we haven't been here in forever," Hermione said briskly.

"Well, you all can come in if yer like, I was just making some tea, would yer all like any? Oh, I just made some liddle cakes too, you can eat as many of those as you would like," Hagrid said politely (A/N I know, I know my 'Hagrid speech' is terrible. I am wincing at my own writing.).

"Oh, yes please to the tea Hagrid," Hermione said. "But we just came from lunch, so we're all full, and I am sure eating one of your cakes will simply make us explode," Hermione added, in a successful attempt to get them out of eating the rock cakes.

"I'm not all that full," Draco piped up. He had never eaten one of Hagrid's rock cakes and, therefore, didn't know how dangerous they were. He took one from the table and tried to eat it, only to spit it out. He handed it to Hermione, who put it in her pocket so that it would appear that he had eaten it.

"Okay then," Hagrid said, finally done putting the kettle on the fire and sitting down at the table with them. "'Ermione, there are rumors flyin' everywhere about yer, about a particular incident with you 'n' Professor Snape. Care to explain what happened?" Hagrid's eyebrows were raised in question.

"Does everyone know about that?" Hagrid nodded and Hermione gulped, thinking 'oh, dear.' "I...well, I erm, I...oh, fine, I ran here from Hogsmeade and Draco had just vanished under mysterious circumstances, so I was frantic and Snape was blocking my way to Dumbledore and so I yelled *cough* at him and ran while he stood there stunned," Hermione coughed with embarrassment when it came to the part where she yelled at him.

"What did yer say to him, 'ermione?" Hagrid asked, instantly suspicious. Hermione heard Draco try unsuccessfully to stifle a snicker behind her back.

"Well, I said, damn you, Snape, you can bloody go to Hell," Hermione murmured. The boys who had heard her were now on the floor behind her, howling with laughter, but Hagrid just looked confused.

"What was that, I missed it?" Hagrid asked innocently.

Hermione glared at him and repeated what she had just said louder. Suddenly he was on the floor beside the boys, howling louder than they at her. "Well, I don't think it's funny, I'm surprised I didn't get expelled," Hermione yelled, huffily.

"You really should be in Slytherin, I am sure that they would accept you with your new reputation," Draco said calming down a bit before breaking out in fresh torrents of giggles. Hermione rolled her eyes. Seriously, guys could be so immature sometimes, she says one bad thing to a teacher in her panic and now she gets a new reputation. Just great.

A/N I know that this chapter is pretty much pointless, but I just wanted to show how the whole school could find out about a thirty-second incident within two weeks, not that we don't already know about that in the real Harry Potter books.