Okay like I said in my last author's note: Last chapter was really hard to write and predict this one will be too. My writing expresses my emotions and I'm not exactly in high spirits as I was in the beginning of this story but I made a promise to me self to finish this and I will.
Most of my week will be devoted to school and the evil preseason training of track (which I have to attend since I'm obviously out of shape) But that has the weekends reserved and since I don't have an English class right now that provides alittle extra time. If I don't finish this by March I will probably never have a chance to type since I will be back in English and engrossed in the Heart of Track Season
TO MY REVIEWS: I am not ignoring you like you might think. I personally don't like reading a list of people before and after each chapter so I have reserved you all your own special chapter at the end of this piece.
Well on with the story:
DISCLAIMER: I have yet to acquire any ownership of the Harry Potter franchise, which I am quite disappointed about but life does go on.
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Falling Head Over Heels
The Story of Hermione Granger and
Her relationship with Draco Malfoy
By: Befuzzled
Chapter Nineteen ~ That's the Way the Bludger Flies
"She hates you Britney,
So you better run for cover.
My girls, a hot girl
A riot girl, and she's angry at the world
Emergency call 9-1-1
She's pissed off at everyone.
Police rescue FBI
She wants a riot
She wants a riot"
~ Good Charlotte
The weeks following the dance went by with a pleasant flow of emotions and cheer.
Lucy had become fast friends with everyone in the castle except Flinch and Mrs. Noris who were jealous of her popularity and friendships she had so easily made. Draco would let her roam most nights and every morning she would show up to breakfast and give her owner a present. He had learned to eat quickly before the daily mouse or rat was plopped in his oatmeal or on top of his toast.
"My gosh Chrookshanks doesn't give you any of her late night killings for breakfast."
"I know, I guess she doesn't like me as much as I thought she did."
"What?"
"Lucy is just trying to earn her way into her heart. She's proving herself to you, you know sharing her food, displaying her catch. Trust me it's a good thing."
"For you maybe. But I would like to finish my breakfast occasionally without the urge to throw up at the sight of a bloodied rat."
"Well talk to Lucy about it."
"Girls, they're so impossible sometimes." Hermione just laughed, she almost felt bad for him.
But beside the Lucy problems, Hermione and Draco had other obstacles to overcome as well. Ron, Seamus, Terry, and Hannah had taken to bowing to them in the hall and greeting them as "Your Highness" or "Your Majesty". The joke had quickly spread though out the school, and even a few light-hearted teachers had adapted to the formal salutations.
It just annoyed the two Prefects to no end. They felt like rubber bands being stretched and stretched, they just didn't know when the snapping point would end.
It went all to quickly, for most, and classes would be resuming the next day.
Hermione quickly emerged her self in a sea of books reviewing to come back for the next term, never wanting to give any opportunity to fall behind.
"Ron, what is she doing?"
"She's studying, obviously."
"Um, why? We haven't had any assignments in two weeks and we're just starting the new term."
"Paul, that's just how Hermione is. We don't know why. She has this drive to be the best, be at the top of the class and won't allow any margin for error."
"Haven't you noticed the nicknames she had?" Harry questioned, interrupting the conversation. "Brainiac, Know-it-all, Miss Perfect, and on and so forth."
"Well yeah, but I guess it just came naturally to her. I mean I didn't see her studying this much before break."
"Yes we know, that was rare. But we also didn't see much of her at all, if you can recall. She was planning for the dances, doing her running, other prefect duties, doing actual assignments. It's the first time all year she's really had a chance to return to her normal state of a studyholic."
"Oh, I see your point. Be right back." He walked over to Hermione and behind him heard the snickers of two-thirds of the Dream Team. "Hi Hermione, what's up?"
She didn't even glance up, "Oh, hi Paul. Just studying. Is there anything I can help you with?" She had finished the page but instead of stopping to have a conversation she just turned the page and continued on with her reading about advanced Transfiguration.
"Not really just wondering if you wanting to take a break and go for a walk or something?"
"I would love to, but I can't. I have to stay caught up, I can't fall behind in classes and transfigurations and potions are supposed to be really hard this term so I have to be prepared. Sorry." Again she turned the page, her eyes never leaving the page.
"Alright then." Paul just walked back over to Harry and Ron who were desperately trying to stifle their laughter. "She brushed me off."
They couldn't control it and burst out laughing. "Nothing is more important to Hermione-"
"Then her books and school." They started and finished for each other. Over the years they had learned it to a fruitless effort to try to get Hermione to do anything while her mind was so focused at work. They found it hilarious to see some one walk unknowingly into the situation and get burned.
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They next day classes resumed. First up was double Potions with the Slytherins.
"Now class, today we will be starting a series of complicated potions. Each will have a variety of waiting periods in between adding the next ingredient where we will work on different potions as not to waste time. The potions will be the Polyjuice Potions (The terrific trio glanced at each others with the knowing amusement in their eyes), Confession Serum, Aging tonic, and a Memory Potion. But before we start I will put you in groups of two, this person will be your partner for the next four months, for the next two weeks you will collect information on the history of the potions, where, how, why, and who created it, and what it is used for now. I expect a two-scroll essay on each one due in three weeks.
"Before you get any ideas about splitting up the work, both partners are required to know the information on all four concoctions. I have picked the groups balancing people with their weaknesses, strengths, and compatibility collected from test we have done over the past eleven terms. The first group, His and Her Royal Highnesses, Malfoy and Granger." There was a large amount of coughs and snickers let out from the Slytherin half of the room.
"Unfortunately the data also showed that Potter and Weasley would be together. Brown and Patil. Bulstrode and Parkinson. Crabbe and Goyle……" his voice droned on and soon there was the sound of clanging cauldrons and footsteps as the students moved around the room to sit with their partners. Surprisingly Draco and Hermione were the only inter-house group, which was odd since Snape seemed to find enjoyment in the anger and frustration from the Gryffindors.
Hermione voice her opinions to Draco. "No offense but he probably separated them so the Slytherins wouldn't have to put up with the rest of your house for the next four months."
"Okay, I understand now. That slimy git always it self-centered and biased towards his house!"
"Well, most of his house. I'm still stuck with a Gryffindor."
"Oh and that's a bad thing?"
"Well, I would say yes, but since you never will fail at anything it looks like this semester is going to go pretty easy for me."
"Oh no Malfoy. I am not doing this assignment by myself, you heard what Snape said we have to work together…"
"No what he said was that we both have to know the information. You do the report and I'll read them then I'll know everything you do. Plus you yourself said that Snape was biased to his own house-"
"You little prick. I won't write the reports then."
"Nice try Granger. You would never take that chance. 'What if Malfoy doesn't do them either, oh I would fail'" he said raising his voice in a girly shrill.
"Oh sod off." Hermione was peeved that Draco would even think about sticking her with all the work, 'that insufferable git.' She was mumbling to herself but Draco had heard.
"An insufferable git? Are you talking about our dear ole Professor again?"
"Not exactly. I was referring to you, actually. How could you evening think of sticking me with all the work when I have so much other stuff going on-"
"Hey I have stuff to. I have quidittch practice, and prefect duties, and a new kitten, and a girlfriend to look after-"
"That last one won't be a problem much longer if you actually stick me all the work," she was ranting now, although quietly.
"Calm down Mina." He always called her that now when they were alone, or at least pretending to be alone. "I was only joking, I wouldn't actually do that. I would have all this "free" time on my hands but it would be wasted because you were off in the library. I would be all alone and we just can't have that."
"So your reasons are purely selfish."
"yes, I guess you could say that."
"You and Snape could be related."
"I don't think so. At least I have never been told about it."
"Oh shut it."
"Try and make me."
She leaned over to him as if going in for a kiss, "You would like that would you?" He just nodded. She discreetly pulled out her wand and muttered a silencing charm, so that he couldn't hear it over the mindless chatter echoing around the room. "We don't all get what we want down do we?"
He tried to speak, but his lips just formed the words 'Well you might not but I do'. His eyes narrowed as he came to the realization of what Hermione did to him. He started yelling, silently of course.
"I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that. Could you please repeat yourself."
He crossed his arms over his chest, not wanting admit defeat.
"Awe, poor Draco. I think this is the first time since I met you that you haven't had a comeback or some snobbish thing to say." His face reddened and he looked back on the front of his desk opening up his potions book to the Confession Serum and pretended to read. After a while he took out a piece of parchment and wrote a short note
Happy now?
"Um not really, but it's a start"
What? Are you going to take this off of me?
"Not until I need someone to talk to." Draco was contorted in fury.
Fine then I won't kiss you, and I'll send Lucy's "gifts" over to your table.
"That's fine there are other people to kiss and I'm sure Crookshanks wouldn't mind the extra food."
He stared at her with eyes that screamed, "You wouldn't dare." Hermione just shrugged at him and went back to reading the origins of the Aging Tonic.
The rest of the period was silent for Hermione who just brushed off the daggers thrown by Draco's gaze.
There was one final note before the bell rang:
This is the last time I'm going to ask you - Will you please take this curse off me? I have charms next, and I can't very well pass the class with out my voice.
"I suppose so, but you have to come to the common room to get it though."
Draco was confused but wasn't used to not talking and wanted desperately to yell at somebody or tell him or her off so like a puppy he followed her to the Prefect Common room.
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"What do I get out of taking this off of you, I'm rather enjoying the silence."
He looked at her for a second contemplating on what he could give her, then decided to be charming about it. I walked over and kissed her cheek.
"Sorry Mr. Malfoy that doesn't cut it, and what happened to you not kissing me until I took this off?"
His look of confidence fluttered, but he soon regained it and went back to kissing Hermione. First the corners of her eyes, then her ears, nose, chin and forehead.
"You cannot charm your way out of this, sir."
He ignored her and kissed her lips. His tongue left his mouth and outlined she soft warm lips, flicking them to encourage her to allow him into her mouth. He moved a hand to her chin pulling her face closer to his and he other hand moved to the small of her back to decrease the distance between their bodies. Hermione gasp at the motion of being pulled forward, Draco took the opportunity to explore the depths of her mouth. After a few moments Hermione groaned with pleasure, wrapping her arms around Draco's neck. Knowing he had her hooked he pulled away.
"That is very cruel, Malfoy."
He just shrugged.
"Finite Incarteum."
"Finally Granger. Do you know what it is like not being able to voice her opinions? Don't ever do that again, okay? I was just plain unbearable."
"Okay, okay. But I'm not going to apologize. I enjoyed it way to much for that."
"Yeah, yeah what class do you have next?" He feigned acceptance to the act, but all the while was planning revenge; it may require some help.
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Hermione was sitting at the Gryffindor table in the great hall and sure enough Lucy brought her a mouse with a note.
Sleeping Beauty – I thought that I should at least uphold one of my promises so I don't come off as a lair- Dragon
Hermione turned to face him and gave a quick little smile but as soon as she turned back the small mouse and transformed into a giant rat the was well alive. It started moving toward Hermione and she screamed and leapt from the bench, in a feeble attempt to distance her self from the monster.
She screamed as it followed her around the Great Hall. They Slytherins broke into laughter at the sight. Hermione ran out of the hall not looking back. The rest of the hall erupted into giggles of all sorts as they watch the mouse shrink back to original form, and the black kitten pounce on it. Lucy quickly picked it up in her mouth and strutted around earning praise from every one before finally setting the rodent down on Snape's plate.
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Draco went out to search for her later. But he didn't like the reaction he got. "Hermione? I'm sorry it was supposed to be a joke. I didn't mean to scare you. Are you okay?"
She shrugged him off at first, as if she was fighting an internal battle of whether or talk to him or not. Draco put a hand on her shoulder. She turned her head and her piercing eyes went straight through him.
"Draco, hic dedisabo. Tuus cogitatio infatuas erat bene et abomino tu. Nunc, adrides mea, cessa mea nudam!"
She switch to Latin so she would concentrate on speaking and not let her emotions get the best of her. She walked away leaving Draco staring after her, his mind working in over drive trying to translate what she said.
After a moment he shouted out across the corridor – "Errare humanum est! Lapsus Linguae!" (AN: A sneak peak of the next chapter to the first who can give me the translations of what they just said leave your email address. All will be revealed in the next chapter is no one does.)
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Draco was pacing the changing rooms before the Quidditch match with the Gryffindors.
It was easy enough for her to avoid him. They only had care of magical creatures, potions, arithmacy, and an occasional charms class together. In every class she had managed to fill up the seats around her with other Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, and Hufflepuff. And in Potions where they had to work together, well seat next to each other, she had concentrated the entirety of her mind to the work at hand. She didn't even acknowledge his presence while her swift eyes read the text, and her hand took detailed notes.
He had once tried grabbing the parchment away from but realize that had been a complete mistake when her hate-filled, hurt eyes glared at him. He gave the paper back with an endless amount of apologizes. He left the class claiming to feel ill.
He tried to push it out of his mind so he could concentrate on beating Potter to the snitch today but it was a helpless and hopeless cause. But wait Potter might know something I could talk to him while were flying. No one would notice, they'll be watching the game. ~Nice job Malfoy. Maybe there is hope for you yet~
They were up in the air and immediately the Slytherin seeker started trailing the Gryffindor one. "What do you want Malfoy? Or are you just being lazy and waiting for me to find the snitch?"
"No Potter, I want to know hoe to make Granger forgive me. Can you help me?"
"Don't you think you could have picked a better time then now to ask me – we're kind of in the middle of a game."
"I know that Potter, I'm just desperate I guess. I miss her and I feel really bad about the rat thing, it was supposed to be a joke."
"I know that but how would you feel if a giant mouse was sent after you?"
"Point taken." He paused as a Gryffindor goal was announced. "Is there anyway you can help me? Anything I can do?"
"Yeah, two things. One, which I'm sure you've already done is apologize, the second is to just wait it out. That's what usually gets Ron back into her good graces. She just needs time give it to her and she'll eventually forgive you."
"Thanks Potter, but are there any things that I could do to get into those good graces right away?"
"I have discovered any."
"Oh." But Harry didn't hear as he took off after the flash off gold. It took Draco a moment to realize what was going on before he was able to give chase. He closed in on him, putting just a few inches from their outstretched hands as they snaked their way around the pitch.
~Come on Draco, win this so she'll notice you. She might even congratulate you on the win. Okay don't push but at least she would hear you name announced~
But, unfortunately Draco never saw Harry catch the snitch. There was a loud thud, a lot of pain, and then all he saw was blackness, as a bludger hit him in the head.
~*~Hermione didn't see Harry catch the snitch either but that was because she was watching the tragic events unfold before her.
Paul had grabbed a beater stick from Kevin and sent a bludger flying towards Draco. Hermione didn't know if it was because he was trying to help the Gryffindor team win, or if he was jealous that she had dumped he at the Dance from Draco. Either way the heavy ball was heading directly for the Slytherin seeker. He was so caught up in trying to get the snitch that he never saw it coming it hit him just above his ear on the left side of his head.
Hermione was up and out of her seat running to the pitch followed by the bunch of students and all of the professors to see if they could help at all.
It was knocked out cold. Snape mastered up a levitating charm and walked the unconscious boy up to the hospital wing and a prepared Madam Pomfrey.
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Okay so I lied this chapter was amazingly easy to write, even if it is 2:30 am!!
Well I for one am greatly saddened that Draco (Poor hot sexy Tom) had to get hurt; but it is for the good of the story I promise and all will be hurt and there will be no lasting damage. I can't believe I'm already this far in the story.
There are eleven more planned chapters to finish off the school year. I have some ideas concoctuded for the summer holidays and even further down the road their lives after Hogwarts, although I haven't come up with any ideas for their seventh year.
I also know that there has been any conflict outside of school with Voldemort or Lucious but as you will see that will start to appear with in let me think basically between chapters twenty one and twenty three might be before.
REVIEW PLEASE, It not hard just say
"Keep posting' or
"I hate it, you should never write another thing as long as you live', or
'you have way to many spelling and grammar errors' or
'I like the twist of events' or
'this is cheesy'
See not that hard, I gave you a lot of ideas
NOW what to look forward to in the next chapter:
1) If you haven't figured it out – that Latin translations
2) How seriously hurt Draco is
3) Hermione's reactions
4) Who all is forgiven
5) And I'm not sure I still have to write it (I only have the chapter title and song picked out)
