Ch 5
It was Wednesday afternoon, and the Gryffindors and Slytherins had a break from Herbology because it was raining hard outside. McGonagall made them all stay inside to catch up on unfinished homework. She had also said that it would be "a good opportunity to ask someone to the dance". ("Great," said Ron.)
Harry, Ron, and Hermione decided to catch up on History of Magic. Nearby, Malfoy and his Slytherin friends were working. Malfoy found it very hard to concentrate while working near Hermione, so he decided to think about a story he'd once heard somewhere about a wolf destroying the houses of three pigs.
"Aargh!!" said Ron. "I don't know the bloody answer to the bloody question of this bloody assignment! Hermione, are you sure you don't know the answer? That's bloodiliciously stupid!"
"Excuse me?" said Hermione. "Bloodiliciously?"
"Yeah..."
Meanwhile, Malfoy was still having troubles. Hermione was still distracting his boring thoughts of the three pigs. If he didn't do something soon, he felt like he would explode.
Ron said, "DOES ANYBODY HERE KNOW WHAT LOBBLEGOOK THE GOBLIN TOLD THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC IN 1812???"
Malfoy decided to explode. "I'LL HUFF AND I'LL PUFF AND I'LL BLOW YOUR HOUSE DOWN!!!"
This was followed by a long silence. Everyone was looking at Malfoy, everyone except Ron, who was busy scribbling down "I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down".
Suddenly, the small voice of Neville said, "Ron? I think the answer is that Lobblegook wanted the Ministry of Magic to let all goblins in Hogsmeade." (which is wrong)
Ron looked up from his work. "Is this true, Malfoy? You lied to me? I CAN't BELIEEEVE IT!!"
"Ron, what is the meaning of this??" asked Harry.
"I think that he drank Fred and George's invention that lets you show your feelings a little more than you'd like," whispered Hermione to him.
Ron ran out of the room, tears streaming down his face.
This was followed by another silence, until everyone heard a loud sound.
PPHHHBBBBBBFfffffft.
"CHOCOLATE!" everyone screamed. And they all ran out of the room.
"I'll go and see if Ron is okay," said Harry. He left the room, leaving Hermione and Mafloy alone. Malfoy had somehow resisted the urge of chocolate.
Malfoy smirked at Hermione. "Pity," he said, "the way Gryffindors react to things, unlike Slytherins, who always keep their cool."
"OH YEEEAH??" said Hermione, face flushing.
Malfoy's smirk grew wider. "Yeah," he said calmly. "Take Weasley, for instance-"
"OH YEEEEAHH???" said Hermione.
"O-kay..." muttered Malfoy to himself. "Okay," he said to Hermione, "let's make a bet. We'll go to the dance together, and if Gryffindors freak out, which I think will happen, then you have to be my slave for a month. If you win the bet, then you're probably dreaming."
"So - so, you just asked me to the dance?" squeaked Hermione.
"Unless you don't want to go of course," smirked Malfoy. "Which you will tell me in 3 seconds: threetwoone! I take that as a yes! Good-day."
"So you mean-"
"I SAID GOOD-DAY!" (A/N: Taken from That 70's Show) Malfoy left the room, leaving Hermione with her thoughts.
'Omigosh, I'm going to the dance with Draco Malfoy! YAY! Ugh, how will I ever tell Harry and Ron? And what if I lose? Ugh. YAY!' she thought.
In Malfoy's head: 'That was a dumb way to ask her. Oh well, it worked. MUUAHHHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!' And he continued on towards the dungeons.
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End of Chapter 5! NOTE: i won't write another chapter unless you REVIEW!
It was Wednesday afternoon, and the Gryffindors and Slytherins had a break from Herbology because it was raining hard outside. McGonagall made them all stay inside to catch up on unfinished homework. She had also said that it would be "a good opportunity to ask someone to the dance". ("Great," said Ron.)
Harry, Ron, and Hermione decided to catch up on History of Magic. Nearby, Malfoy and his Slytherin friends were working. Malfoy found it very hard to concentrate while working near Hermione, so he decided to think about a story he'd once heard somewhere about a wolf destroying the houses of three pigs.
"Aargh!!" said Ron. "I don't know the bloody answer to the bloody question of this bloody assignment! Hermione, are you sure you don't know the answer? That's bloodiliciously stupid!"
"Excuse me?" said Hermione. "Bloodiliciously?"
"Yeah..."
Meanwhile, Malfoy was still having troubles. Hermione was still distracting his boring thoughts of the three pigs. If he didn't do something soon, he felt like he would explode.
Ron said, "DOES ANYBODY HERE KNOW WHAT LOBBLEGOOK THE GOBLIN TOLD THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC IN 1812???"
Malfoy decided to explode. "I'LL HUFF AND I'LL PUFF AND I'LL BLOW YOUR HOUSE DOWN!!!"
This was followed by a long silence. Everyone was looking at Malfoy, everyone except Ron, who was busy scribbling down "I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down".
Suddenly, the small voice of Neville said, "Ron? I think the answer is that Lobblegook wanted the Ministry of Magic to let all goblins in Hogsmeade." (which is wrong)
Ron looked up from his work. "Is this true, Malfoy? You lied to me? I CAN't BELIEEEVE IT!!"
"Ron, what is the meaning of this??" asked Harry.
"I think that he drank Fred and George's invention that lets you show your feelings a little more than you'd like," whispered Hermione to him.
Ron ran out of the room, tears streaming down his face.
This was followed by another silence, until everyone heard a loud sound.
PPHHHBBBBBBFfffffft.
"CHOCOLATE!" everyone screamed. And they all ran out of the room.
"I'll go and see if Ron is okay," said Harry. He left the room, leaving Hermione and Mafloy alone. Malfoy had somehow resisted the urge of chocolate.
Malfoy smirked at Hermione. "Pity," he said, "the way Gryffindors react to things, unlike Slytherins, who always keep their cool."
"OH YEEEAH??" said Hermione, face flushing.
Malfoy's smirk grew wider. "Yeah," he said calmly. "Take Weasley, for instance-"
"OH YEEEEAHH???" said Hermione.
"O-kay..." muttered Malfoy to himself. "Okay," he said to Hermione, "let's make a bet. We'll go to the dance together, and if Gryffindors freak out, which I think will happen, then you have to be my slave for a month. If you win the bet, then you're probably dreaming."
"So - so, you just asked me to the dance?" squeaked Hermione.
"Unless you don't want to go of course," smirked Malfoy. "Which you will tell me in 3 seconds: threetwoone! I take that as a yes! Good-day."
"So you mean-"
"I SAID GOOD-DAY!" (A/N: Taken from That 70's Show) Malfoy left the room, leaving Hermione with her thoughts.
'Omigosh, I'm going to the dance with Draco Malfoy! YAY! Ugh, how will I ever tell Harry and Ron? And what if I lose? Ugh. YAY!' she thought.
In Malfoy's head: 'That was a dumb way to ask her. Oh well, it worked. MUUAHHHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!' And he continued on towards the dungeons.
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End of Chapter 5! NOTE: i won't write another chapter unless you REVIEW!