Mixed Up
By Kit Kat Kidd 2004
Chapter 2: The Gryffindor Common Room
Summary: Ron and Draco are paired up (much to their dislike) for a potions assignment together where they have to make a potion to read the other's mind, but something goes horribly wrong and they end up switching bodies; with Draco in Ron's body and Ron in Draco's body. Now they realize that they aren't so different and have one main thing in common: Hermione.
*~*~* Harry's P. O. V. *~*~*
It took me two hours to get the syrup out of my hair, and Ron, Seamus, Dean, and Neville weren't helping very much. Seamus had bewitched a syrup jar to solidify the syrup and was now chasing poor Neville around the room, screaming at the top of his lungs "Hey, Neville, better watch out before you get syrup in your hair just like Harry did!" Dean and Ron must have thought it was the most hilarious thing they had ever seen in their life because they were rolling on the floor laughing, with tears streaming from their eyes.
"No, stop, please!" Neville fake-cried. "I don't want syrup in my hair." Pretty soon Ron and Dean had joined in the fun and the four of them were running around the room, over our four-poster beds, knocking over books and making such a ruckus, I'm almost sure that Hagrid heard us down at his hut near the Forbidden Forest. I saw Ron and Dean catch Neville by the arms and legs and hold him down on the ground while Seamus tried desperately to make me join in the festivities. I was too pissed to do anything, but still, it was a funny sight.
"Oh, come on, Potter. Laugh with us." Dean said and let go of Neville. They had obviously grown tired of this game.
"It's not funny." I said, in more of a whisper than anything. I was fighting back laughter.
Ron glanced at me, a mysterious glint in his eyes that I had only seen in George and Fred. Uh-oh. Ron smirked. "I know something that is funny." He added and pulled out his wand. "Accio towel!" Ron shouted and my towel that was covering my lower half since I stepped out of the shower moments ago went flying towards Ron's wand. Damn him for getting a new one!
"Damn you, Ron!" I screamed loudly and lunged for my towel, grabbing a pillow to cover my exposed area. I had almost caught him when our door opened and I heard a loud, rather frightened gasp. All five of us stopped immediately and both Ron and I went beat red.
*~*~* Hermione's P. O. V. *~*~*
I just stood there, unable to speak, or even move. Harry stood before me, totally naked with a pillow covering his lower region, arm extended towards Ron like he was going to kill him or something. He smiled weakly and we locked eyes, neither daring to move. I saw out of the corner of my eye, Ron seething, like he thought I had walked in on Harry's nakedness on purpose. Just then I heard Seamus, or Dean, I couldn't tell which whisper loudly. "Accio pillow." Just then the pillow flew out of Harry's hands. Both he and I screamed at the same time while I covered my eyes, Ron lunged for what I knew now to be Seamus, and Neville tossed a blanket over Harry.
"Sorry. I'm sorry." I just repeated it in my head and aloud over and over. I never meant to see anything. Why wouldn't my feet move? Why couldn't I get out of there? Finally, my feet decided to obey my brain and I rushed down to the Common Room, up to the girls' dormitories, into my room, and lunged for my bed, ignoring Pavariti and Lavender's giggles and questions about why I screamed.
*~*~* Harry's P. O. V. *~*~*
Oh, just super. Here I was in all my glory in front of my two best friends, one a girl who my guy best friend loved. Just perfect. Say bye- bye to your friends, Harry. Hermione will probably be ignoring you for the rest of the school term and Ron will probably be threatening to beat you up. As if it was my fault a girl walked into our room while I was totally naked. It was Ron's fault for taking my towel, and it was Seamus' fault for taking my pillow. Sheesh! You'd think I wanted Hermione to see me naked!
*~*~* Ron's P. O. V. *~*~*
The morning had gone by so fast. First Harry puts his hair in syrup, which gets the whole school laughing, then the girl that I love catches him without clothes on! Bloody hell! For a quick second I wished that I was in Harry's place, but no one was around. Bloody hormones. I hate being a teenager. I knew Hermione was going to ignore Harry. We all knew it. I had to talk to her though. I had to tell her that it was just an embarrassing moment. It was more embarrassing for me! They wouldn't take their eyes off of each other! Hermione, in a state of shock, Harry, because he was so embarrassed! God, can Dumbledore please turn back time? Please?! Tough cookies, kid. My mind was arguing with me again. Damn.
Transfiguration had come sooner than I had expected. It was one of the few classes Harry, Hermione and I had together. Truthfully, I was not looking forward to an hour with Professor McGonagall droning on and on about how to turn our pesky animals into desks. And I sure as hell wasn't looking forward to spending time next to a blushing Hermione and a blushing Harry on either side of me. Maybe I would luck out and be forced to sit next to Neville. No such luck.
*~*~* Hermione's P. O. V. *~*~*
For the first time in my life, I was not looking forward to a class. It would have been great if it was Muggle Studies where I didn't know anyone who knew that I had caught Harry naked. No such luck. I walked into my Transfiguration class and met Ron at the door. I half-expected him to be fuming as he was earlier, but he looked calm, collected. He just blushed when he saw me. "Hi, Ron." I whispered, my voice barely audible.
"Morning, Hermione." He stared at me, and I couldn't help staring back. His blue orbs were just so inviting. It was like looking into two pools, or even the Atlantic and Pacific oceans. God, I wanted time to stop. Why couldn't I just stay there forever? Unfortunately, I didn't want to be late so I forced myself to look away and walked to my seat.
Sure enough Harry was there, blushing beat red when he saw me. I sat down next to him and smiled weakly. "Harry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to - -" He nodded, obviously accepting my apologies. I heard Ron breathe a sigh of relief behind me as he sat down.
Throughout the lesson, I could hardly focus on anything Professor McGonagall said. It was too hard to look at anything except Harry's quivering hand and hear Ron's shallow breathing behind me. Something was wrong with those two. I turned around and saw Ron fuming again. Why? The question haunted my thoughts and that when I saw it. Harry was shaking terribly.
"Ron, what's the matter?" I whispered softly. This was a first. I usually never talked in class. Ron's eyes bore a hole into mine.
"Hermione," he whispered back, "why didn't you knock?" Harry's head snapped to our attention and his eyes questioned the same thing. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. Why hadn't I knocked?
Quickly, I made something up. "I'm a prefect, Ron. You guys sounded like you were bringing down the school in there. I wasn't sure if someone was hurt or if you guys were fighting. I had to stop that noise."
Harry chuckled beside me. "Oh you stopped the noise all right. It's not every day a girl sees me naked."
Ron growled under his breath, but I still heard it. "Enjoy yourself, Hermione?"
I blushed. "It's not like I wanted to see Harry naked." I whispered sharply. Ron was getting me mad.
He turned away from us. Harry was shooting him silent 'what are you doing' looks, but obviously Ron couldn't read them. "Yeah, right." He muttered. That did it. Both Harry and I stood up, and threw our palms on the desk he was sitting at.
"RON!" We screamed. By now the entire class had stopped and was staring at us. Blimey.
*~*~* Harry's P. O. V. *~*~*
I saw Professor McGonagall standing over us like she wanted to expel us for interrupting her class. Hermione blushed and sat back down. I quickly followed suit and apologized to the professor. McGonagall narrowed her green eyes at us. "Five points from Gryffindor and a week of detention for all of you.
*~*~* Hermione's P. O. V. *~*~*
I couldn't stand it. After class I ignored both Harry and Ron. I hated them for landing me detention. Harry had already started heading for Potions, but Ron kept up with me, begging for me to listen to him. "Hermione, please, answer me!" I threw my hair behind my shoulder, certain it had hit him dead in the face. "Hermione!"
"Bugger off, Ronald." Yeah, I was pissed. I yelped in surprise when he grabbed my arm and threw me roughly into the wall. I stared at him. His blue eyes were ablaze like one of my bluebell flames. He pressed his body into mine and grabbed my wrist. "Ron!" I squeaked. He glanced around quickly and pulled me into an empty classroom. "Ron!" Now I was scared. What was Ron up to?
He shoved me into the nearest wall, slamming the door with his foot.
*~*~* Ron's P. O. V. *~*~*
This was too much. I had gotten her in here to talk to her, now what? My hands wouldn't release her. All I wanted to do was kiss her, hard and long, there in that empty classroom. My brain switched off and I started leaning in. "Ron?" She questioned. She held me with terrified chocolate eyes, but still I kept going.
"Hermione, I - -" It was too late. I had placed my mouth upon hers, grabbing her petite waist, holding her, hugging her, like I wasn't able to do in second year. I never wanted to let go. And was it my imagination, or was she kissing me back. I opened one eye slightly and found she had both of hers closed. I felt her muscles relax and I released one arm. Slowly, I felt her arm crawl up mine as she held me tightly to her. God, this felt good.
*~*~* Harry's P. O. V. *~*~*
Where the hell were they? Potions class was going to begin any minute now and they knew about Professor Snape. Finally they burst in through the door and took their seats. Both looked flushed and I noticed Hermione's lips were a little swollen. That's when it made perfect sense. Ron turned to look at me and smiled goofily. I mouthed, "did you tell her?" but all he did was shake his head but put a finger to his mouth. God, he kissed her! It's about time!
Snape flung open the door and walked it. "Quiet!" He roared. I didn't know why, but he was very upset. "Professor Dumbledore has asked me that this year I teach a mind reading potion, just in case any certain students needed it for their battles against the," he paused, glaring at me, "Dark Side." I looked away, rolling my eyes at Neville. Neville smiled softly and turned back to the professor's lecture. "Therefore, I will assign you each a partner, and you will have one hour to complete the potion and then tomorrow we will take our potions, drink one teaspoon and see if we can't tell what the other is thinking."
I groaned. Professor Snape was my least favorite teacher, mostly because I sucked at potions. "I have your partners listed here and as I assign you, you will gather your books and move yourself to the proper table. Longbottom and Crabbe." Both Neville and Crabbe groaned and moved together to the first table. I wouldn't blame him. Crabbe wasn't the Einstein of our year. "Thomas and Brown." Dean and Lavender smiled at each other and moved to a second table. "Finnigan and Jordan." Seamus and Lee nodded. They were friends, after all. If we all had to be partnered up, what better pairing than two friends? "Draco and Weasley." Both Malfoy and Ron shot the other a hard glance. Okay, they were not going to do well. I was almost certain that Snape was going to put me with Malfoy. He almost always had in the past. "Goyle and Parkinson." I had to chuckle at this. Goyle, one of Malfoy's lackeys was being partnered with a girl that threw herself all over Malfoy. This was priceless. "Potter and Granger." Hermione and I smiled. We were good together, at least in class. Plus, this would give me a chance to talk to Hermione about that kiss she shared with Ron. Heh.
*~*~* Draco's P. O. V. *~*~*
Damn that Potter. He got partnered up with Hermione. Damn him! I specifically asked Professor Snape to partner me up with her. Damn! Oh well, at least now I would have an excuse if anything blew up. The weasel and I began working on our project, and I was determined to get a good grade. I had to in order to get Head Boy position next year. There was no doubt that Hermione would get the position of Head Girl. No one else in this bloody year was even close to her marks. Unfortunately, though, I was in the running with two other students, both from Gryffindor. Ronald Weasley and Harry Potter were my only competition, and I hate to say it, in more ways than one.
I heard her giggling. I saw Potter leaning over her, laughing silently. She must have said something really funny. Weasley also looked over there, and I saw a slight smile on his mouth. God, he made me sick. "What's so funny, Weasley?" I asked, trying not to pry.
*~*~* Ron's P. O. V. *~*~*
"What's so funny, Weasley?" I wanted to laugh so hard. Nothing could make my day any better than this, so why not tell him? I started to look around for Snape. Luckily he was on the other side of the classroom.
I turned back to Malfoy, who glared quizzically at me. "Nothing much." I muttered. "I'm just laughing because Harry is probably just talking to Hermione about when I kissed her." I saw him face fault, which was actually very funny.
*~*~* Draco's P. O. V. *~*~*
HE KISSED HER!? That stupid, ooh, I can't even think of a name foul enough to fit him! He had laid his filthy mouth upon her beautiful lips? I wanted to hit him so bad, but we were in class and Professor Snape was coming our way. It was not a good idea to hit another student in front of a teacher, even if I was his prized student. I huffed and stored all my frustrations into a small space in the back of my mind. I would get to them just as soon as we all went to Hogsmeade this year. It was only a couple of weeks away, plus then I could get Hermione to go with me to the Halloween dance. Yes! I smiled to myself and watched as Weasley walked towards Professor Snape, asked to get something from the supply closet and disappeared behind the large oak door. I figured he was going to get some more Giant's fingernail clippings. We needed about two more for our potion. I was not about to loose a good grade because some Weasley didn't do something. I reached for the eye of newt and dropped one in. The potion began to bubble and turned blue.
"Mr. Malfoy!" Professor Snape yelled. Uh-oh. What did I do? "Your potion was supposed to turn red!" Just as I heard the color that it was supposed to turn into, the potion exploded in my face, causing me to temporally close my eyes. It didn't hurt, but boy did it smell. I heard everyone in the class laughing at me and I glared into my cauldron. My face was covered in black ashes and I knew I smelled like I had just gone and cleaned the stables of our ranch. I hung my head in embarrassment as Professor Snape, for the first time in my life, gave me a week's worth of detention. Crap.
*~*~* Harry's P. O. V. *~*~*
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The crashing came louder this time. I knew it was now or never. I took her in my arms, frightened for both our lives, but mostly for her. The embarrassing memories of this morning just encouraged me more. I looked deeply into her brown eyes, which were filled with terror. I kissed her, wondering what she would do. As I pulled away I heard the crashing once more. It was now or never, I told myself again. She looked at me, fear flooding her face as I whispered her name. "I - - I LOVE YOU!" I screamed, just loud enough so everyone in Hogwarts could probably have heard me.
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By Kit Kat Kidd 2004
Chapter 2: The Gryffindor Common Room
Summary: Ron and Draco are paired up (much to their dislike) for a potions assignment together where they have to make a potion to read the other's mind, but something goes horribly wrong and they end up switching bodies; with Draco in Ron's body and Ron in Draco's body. Now they realize that they aren't so different and have one main thing in common: Hermione.
*~*~* Harry's P. O. V. *~*~*
It took me two hours to get the syrup out of my hair, and Ron, Seamus, Dean, and Neville weren't helping very much. Seamus had bewitched a syrup jar to solidify the syrup and was now chasing poor Neville around the room, screaming at the top of his lungs "Hey, Neville, better watch out before you get syrup in your hair just like Harry did!" Dean and Ron must have thought it was the most hilarious thing they had ever seen in their life because they were rolling on the floor laughing, with tears streaming from their eyes.
"No, stop, please!" Neville fake-cried. "I don't want syrup in my hair." Pretty soon Ron and Dean had joined in the fun and the four of them were running around the room, over our four-poster beds, knocking over books and making such a ruckus, I'm almost sure that Hagrid heard us down at his hut near the Forbidden Forest. I saw Ron and Dean catch Neville by the arms and legs and hold him down on the ground while Seamus tried desperately to make me join in the festivities. I was too pissed to do anything, but still, it was a funny sight.
"Oh, come on, Potter. Laugh with us." Dean said and let go of Neville. They had obviously grown tired of this game.
"It's not funny." I said, in more of a whisper than anything. I was fighting back laughter.
Ron glanced at me, a mysterious glint in his eyes that I had only seen in George and Fred. Uh-oh. Ron smirked. "I know something that is funny." He added and pulled out his wand. "Accio towel!" Ron shouted and my towel that was covering my lower half since I stepped out of the shower moments ago went flying towards Ron's wand. Damn him for getting a new one!
"Damn you, Ron!" I screamed loudly and lunged for my towel, grabbing a pillow to cover my exposed area. I had almost caught him when our door opened and I heard a loud, rather frightened gasp. All five of us stopped immediately and both Ron and I went beat red.
*~*~* Hermione's P. O. V. *~*~*
I just stood there, unable to speak, or even move. Harry stood before me, totally naked with a pillow covering his lower region, arm extended towards Ron like he was going to kill him or something. He smiled weakly and we locked eyes, neither daring to move. I saw out of the corner of my eye, Ron seething, like he thought I had walked in on Harry's nakedness on purpose. Just then I heard Seamus, or Dean, I couldn't tell which whisper loudly. "Accio pillow." Just then the pillow flew out of Harry's hands. Both he and I screamed at the same time while I covered my eyes, Ron lunged for what I knew now to be Seamus, and Neville tossed a blanket over Harry.
"Sorry. I'm sorry." I just repeated it in my head and aloud over and over. I never meant to see anything. Why wouldn't my feet move? Why couldn't I get out of there? Finally, my feet decided to obey my brain and I rushed down to the Common Room, up to the girls' dormitories, into my room, and lunged for my bed, ignoring Pavariti and Lavender's giggles and questions about why I screamed.
*~*~* Harry's P. O. V. *~*~*
Oh, just super. Here I was in all my glory in front of my two best friends, one a girl who my guy best friend loved. Just perfect. Say bye- bye to your friends, Harry. Hermione will probably be ignoring you for the rest of the school term and Ron will probably be threatening to beat you up. As if it was my fault a girl walked into our room while I was totally naked. It was Ron's fault for taking my towel, and it was Seamus' fault for taking my pillow. Sheesh! You'd think I wanted Hermione to see me naked!
*~*~* Ron's P. O. V. *~*~*
The morning had gone by so fast. First Harry puts his hair in syrup, which gets the whole school laughing, then the girl that I love catches him without clothes on! Bloody hell! For a quick second I wished that I was in Harry's place, but no one was around. Bloody hormones. I hate being a teenager. I knew Hermione was going to ignore Harry. We all knew it. I had to talk to her though. I had to tell her that it was just an embarrassing moment. It was more embarrassing for me! They wouldn't take their eyes off of each other! Hermione, in a state of shock, Harry, because he was so embarrassed! God, can Dumbledore please turn back time? Please?! Tough cookies, kid. My mind was arguing with me again. Damn.
Transfiguration had come sooner than I had expected. It was one of the few classes Harry, Hermione and I had together. Truthfully, I was not looking forward to an hour with Professor McGonagall droning on and on about how to turn our pesky animals into desks. And I sure as hell wasn't looking forward to spending time next to a blushing Hermione and a blushing Harry on either side of me. Maybe I would luck out and be forced to sit next to Neville. No such luck.
*~*~* Hermione's P. O. V. *~*~*
For the first time in my life, I was not looking forward to a class. It would have been great if it was Muggle Studies where I didn't know anyone who knew that I had caught Harry naked. No such luck. I walked into my Transfiguration class and met Ron at the door. I half-expected him to be fuming as he was earlier, but he looked calm, collected. He just blushed when he saw me. "Hi, Ron." I whispered, my voice barely audible.
"Morning, Hermione." He stared at me, and I couldn't help staring back. His blue orbs were just so inviting. It was like looking into two pools, or even the Atlantic and Pacific oceans. God, I wanted time to stop. Why couldn't I just stay there forever? Unfortunately, I didn't want to be late so I forced myself to look away and walked to my seat.
Sure enough Harry was there, blushing beat red when he saw me. I sat down next to him and smiled weakly. "Harry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to - -" He nodded, obviously accepting my apologies. I heard Ron breathe a sigh of relief behind me as he sat down.
Throughout the lesson, I could hardly focus on anything Professor McGonagall said. It was too hard to look at anything except Harry's quivering hand and hear Ron's shallow breathing behind me. Something was wrong with those two. I turned around and saw Ron fuming again. Why? The question haunted my thoughts and that when I saw it. Harry was shaking terribly.
"Ron, what's the matter?" I whispered softly. This was a first. I usually never talked in class. Ron's eyes bore a hole into mine.
"Hermione," he whispered back, "why didn't you knock?" Harry's head snapped to our attention and his eyes questioned the same thing. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. Why hadn't I knocked?
Quickly, I made something up. "I'm a prefect, Ron. You guys sounded like you were bringing down the school in there. I wasn't sure if someone was hurt or if you guys were fighting. I had to stop that noise."
Harry chuckled beside me. "Oh you stopped the noise all right. It's not every day a girl sees me naked."
Ron growled under his breath, but I still heard it. "Enjoy yourself, Hermione?"
I blushed. "It's not like I wanted to see Harry naked." I whispered sharply. Ron was getting me mad.
He turned away from us. Harry was shooting him silent 'what are you doing' looks, but obviously Ron couldn't read them. "Yeah, right." He muttered. That did it. Both Harry and I stood up, and threw our palms on the desk he was sitting at.
"RON!" We screamed. By now the entire class had stopped and was staring at us. Blimey.
*~*~* Harry's P. O. V. *~*~*
I saw Professor McGonagall standing over us like she wanted to expel us for interrupting her class. Hermione blushed and sat back down. I quickly followed suit and apologized to the professor. McGonagall narrowed her green eyes at us. "Five points from Gryffindor and a week of detention for all of you.
*~*~* Hermione's P. O. V. *~*~*
I couldn't stand it. After class I ignored both Harry and Ron. I hated them for landing me detention. Harry had already started heading for Potions, but Ron kept up with me, begging for me to listen to him. "Hermione, please, answer me!" I threw my hair behind my shoulder, certain it had hit him dead in the face. "Hermione!"
"Bugger off, Ronald." Yeah, I was pissed. I yelped in surprise when he grabbed my arm and threw me roughly into the wall. I stared at him. His blue eyes were ablaze like one of my bluebell flames. He pressed his body into mine and grabbed my wrist. "Ron!" I squeaked. He glanced around quickly and pulled me into an empty classroom. "Ron!" Now I was scared. What was Ron up to?
He shoved me into the nearest wall, slamming the door with his foot.
*~*~* Ron's P. O. V. *~*~*
This was too much. I had gotten her in here to talk to her, now what? My hands wouldn't release her. All I wanted to do was kiss her, hard and long, there in that empty classroom. My brain switched off and I started leaning in. "Ron?" She questioned. She held me with terrified chocolate eyes, but still I kept going.
"Hermione, I - -" It was too late. I had placed my mouth upon hers, grabbing her petite waist, holding her, hugging her, like I wasn't able to do in second year. I never wanted to let go. And was it my imagination, or was she kissing me back. I opened one eye slightly and found she had both of hers closed. I felt her muscles relax and I released one arm. Slowly, I felt her arm crawl up mine as she held me tightly to her. God, this felt good.
*~*~* Harry's P. O. V. *~*~*
Where the hell were they? Potions class was going to begin any minute now and they knew about Professor Snape. Finally they burst in through the door and took their seats. Both looked flushed and I noticed Hermione's lips were a little swollen. That's when it made perfect sense. Ron turned to look at me and smiled goofily. I mouthed, "did you tell her?" but all he did was shake his head but put a finger to his mouth. God, he kissed her! It's about time!
Snape flung open the door and walked it. "Quiet!" He roared. I didn't know why, but he was very upset. "Professor Dumbledore has asked me that this year I teach a mind reading potion, just in case any certain students needed it for their battles against the," he paused, glaring at me, "Dark Side." I looked away, rolling my eyes at Neville. Neville smiled softly and turned back to the professor's lecture. "Therefore, I will assign you each a partner, and you will have one hour to complete the potion and then tomorrow we will take our potions, drink one teaspoon and see if we can't tell what the other is thinking."
I groaned. Professor Snape was my least favorite teacher, mostly because I sucked at potions. "I have your partners listed here and as I assign you, you will gather your books and move yourself to the proper table. Longbottom and Crabbe." Both Neville and Crabbe groaned and moved together to the first table. I wouldn't blame him. Crabbe wasn't the Einstein of our year. "Thomas and Brown." Dean and Lavender smiled at each other and moved to a second table. "Finnigan and Jordan." Seamus and Lee nodded. They were friends, after all. If we all had to be partnered up, what better pairing than two friends? "Draco and Weasley." Both Malfoy and Ron shot the other a hard glance. Okay, they were not going to do well. I was almost certain that Snape was going to put me with Malfoy. He almost always had in the past. "Goyle and Parkinson." I had to chuckle at this. Goyle, one of Malfoy's lackeys was being partnered with a girl that threw herself all over Malfoy. This was priceless. "Potter and Granger." Hermione and I smiled. We were good together, at least in class. Plus, this would give me a chance to talk to Hermione about that kiss she shared with Ron. Heh.
*~*~* Draco's P. O. V. *~*~*
Damn that Potter. He got partnered up with Hermione. Damn him! I specifically asked Professor Snape to partner me up with her. Damn! Oh well, at least now I would have an excuse if anything blew up. The weasel and I began working on our project, and I was determined to get a good grade. I had to in order to get Head Boy position next year. There was no doubt that Hermione would get the position of Head Girl. No one else in this bloody year was even close to her marks. Unfortunately, though, I was in the running with two other students, both from Gryffindor. Ronald Weasley and Harry Potter were my only competition, and I hate to say it, in more ways than one.
I heard her giggling. I saw Potter leaning over her, laughing silently. She must have said something really funny. Weasley also looked over there, and I saw a slight smile on his mouth. God, he made me sick. "What's so funny, Weasley?" I asked, trying not to pry.
*~*~* Ron's P. O. V. *~*~*
"What's so funny, Weasley?" I wanted to laugh so hard. Nothing could make my day any better than this, so why not tell him? I started to look around for Snape. Luckily he was on the other side of the classroom.
I turned back to Malfoy, who glared quizzically at me. "Nothing much." I muttered. "I'm just laughing because Harry is probably just talking to Hermione about when I kissed her." I saw him face fault, which was actually very funny.
*~*~* Draco's P. O. V. *~*~*
HE KISSED HER!? That stupid, ooh, I can't even think of a name foul enough to fit him! He had laid his filthy mouth upon her beautiful lips? I wanted to hit him so bad, but we were in class and Professor Snape was coming our way. It was not a good idea to hit another student in front of a teacher, even if I was his prized student. I huffed and stored all my frustrations into a small space in the back of my mind. I would get to them just as soon as we all went to Hogsmeade this year. It was only a couple of weeks away, plus then I could get Hermione to go with me to the Halloween dance. Yes! I smiled to myself and watched as Weasley walked towards Professor Snape, asked to get something from the supply closet and disappeared behind the large oak door. I figured he was going to get some more Giant's fingernail clippings. We needed about two more for our potion. I was not about to loose a good grade because some Weasley didn't do something. I reached for the eye of newt and dropped one in. The potion began to bubble and turned blue.
"Mr. Malfoy!" Professor Snape yelled. Uh-oh. What did I do? "Your potion was supposed to turn red!" Just as I heard the color that it was supposed to turn into, the potion exploded in my face, causing me to temporally close my eyes. It didn't hurt, but boy did it smell. I heard everyone in the class laughing at me and I glared into my cauldron. My face was covered in black ashes and I knew I smelled like I had just gone and cleaned the stables of our ranch. I hung my head in embarrassment as Professor Snape, for the first time in my life, gave me a week's worth of detention. Crap.
*~*~* Harry's P. O. V. *~*~*
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Okay, I realize that I hadn't put a disclaimer up, but come on! Do you really think I'm the amazing owner of Harry Potter? No, didn't think so. Now, sit down and enjoy the rest when I post it. Ta-ta.
Kneecole - thanks for reviewing. I hope you liked this chapter just as much as the last one.
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Preview of next chapter
The crashing came louder this time. I knew it was now or never. I took her in my arms, frightened for both our lives, but mostly for her. The embarrassing memories of this morning just encouraged me more. I looked deeply into her brown eyes, which were filled with terror. I kissed her, wondering what she would do. As I pulled away I heard the crashing once more. It was now or never, I told myself again. She looked at me, fear flooding her face as I whispered her name. "I - - I LOVE YOU!" I screamed, just loud enough so everyone in Hogwarts could probably have heard me.
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