Chapter Eight
The trio set forward for the great hall. They sat down, and started to eat when they heard laughter coming from the end of the Gryffindor table. Hermionie looked up, and there was Draco.
"LOOK!!" Hermionie said with a laugh.
Draco had apparently got woken up from his little 'nap' and hadn't seen his face. All tentacles, warts, and purple and green spots were still on his tired looking face.
"Look at Malfoy!" Fred said to Harry's right. Harry looked mischievously at him. "My doing thank you very much!" "You did that?" George asked from the other side of Fred. "Yup!" Harry said with a smile. "Stupid git deserved it." "What'd he do?" Fred asked. Harry looked at Ron, and neither knew what to say. They didn't want to tell them. It was to stay between the three of them. "Nothing, he was being himself." Harry said, hoping they'd buy it. "Oh, Okay, well done Harry." Fred patted him on the back, and started talking to George.
The whole table was filled with laughter. Malfoy looked curiously around, looking for what everyone was sniggering at. He was oblivious to the fact that it was he. He sat down at his table; everyone seemed to be watching him. Crabbe and Goyle rolling with uncontrollable laughter.
"What's so funny?" He snapped at his fellow Slytherins, who were still laughing.
"Your-"Crabbe stifled a laugh so he could talk, tears running down his red face. "Your Face!" He said. "What's so funny about my face Goyle?" He shot at him. He just kept laughing. Malfoy got up and ran out of the hall, the laughter ringing in his ears.
Harry, Ron, and Hermionie had a great day after that. They didn't see him in Care of Magical Creatures. All three of them assumed he was in the hospital wing.
"Think he knew it was us?" Harry said, trudging up the lawn toward the castle. "What do you mean we?!" Ron said smiling. "The only person he would suspect would be me." Hermionie said, feeling Harry's hand interlock with hers. She smiled. They walked into the cool entrance hall and then headed toward the tower. Harry went on with conversation with Ron like nothing was going on. Hermionie had seen Ron's eyes dart to their hands several times, and each time his face looked glum. He carried on a conversation with Harry also acting like nothing was going on.
When they reached the portrait Harry climbed through and helped Hermionie through. The three of them put their stuff up in their dormitory, and then headed, for the third time, to the great hall for dinner.
The trio set forward for the great hall. They sat down, and started to eat when they heard laughter coming from the end of the Gryffindor table. Hermionie looked up, and there was Draco.
"LOOK!!" Hermionie said with a laugh.
Draco had apparently got woken up from his little 'nap' and hadn't seen his face. All tentacles, warts, and purple and green spots were still on his tired looking face.
"Look at Malfoy!" Fred said to Harry's right. Harry looked mischievously at him. "My doing thank you very much!" "You did that?" George asked from the other side of Fred. "Yup!" Harry said with a smile. "Stupid git deserved it." "What'd he do?" Fred asked. Harry looked at Ron, and neither knew what to say. They didn't want to tell them. It was to stay between the three of them. "Nothing, he was being himself." Harry said, hoping they'd buy it. "Oh, Okay, well done Harry." Fred patted him on the back, and started talking to George.
The whole table was filled with laughter. Malfoy looked curiously around, looking for what everyone was sniggering at. He was oblivious to the fact that it was he. He sat down at his table; everyone seemed to be watching him. Crabbe and Goyle rolling with uncontrollable laughter.
"What's so funny?" He snapped at his fellow Slytherins, who were still laughing.
"Your-"Crabbe stifled a laugh so he could talk, tears running down his red face. "Your Face!" He said. "What's so funny about my face Goyle?" He shot at him. He just kept laughing. Malfoy got up and ran out of the hall, the laughter ringing in his ears.
Harry, Ron, and Hermionie had a great day after that. They didn't see him in Care of Magical Creatures. All three of them assumed he was in the hospital wing.
"Think he knew it was us?" Harry said, trudging up the lawn toward the castle. "What do you mean we?!" Ron said smiling. "The only person he would suspect would be me." Hermionie said, feeling Harry's hand interlock with hers. She smiled. They walked into the cool entrance hall and then headed toward the tower. Harry went on with conversation with Ron like nothing was going on. Hermionie had seen Ron's eyes dart to their hands several times, and each time his face looked glum. He carried on a conversation with Harry also acting like nothing was going on.
When they reached the portrait Harry climbed through and helped Hermionie through. The three of them put their stuff up in their dormitory, and then headed, for the third time, to the great hall for dinner.