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Chapter three; War

'Welcome 'Arry! Ron! 'Mione!' yelled Hagrid and beamed as Harry, Ron and Hermione walked into his hut.

''Ello 'Agrid!' shouted the three together happily as Hagrid carried a stack of rugs into the classroom (which is also his house).

'Are we studying about rugs today?' asked Ron.

'They're called Fluppoz!' said Hagrid cheerfully.

Hermione opened her eyes wide and said, 'oh! I've read about those! They're magical carpets!'

Hagrid grinned and nodded, 'these Fluppoz 'ere r a bit dusty… 'aven't been used for ages!'

Their conversation stopped when Draco and his snobbish friends walked into Hagrid's hut and sneezed in disgust, 'next time you invite students over, clean your hut first! We don't want to die because of the lack of oxygen! My life is too precious to be taken away by you,' sneered Draco.

Hagrid looked ashamed and muttered, 'I'll go get the cleaning lady … didn't have enough time to clean the hut last night … Fang was sick …,' Hagrid ran out of his hut towards the main school building, looking for Umbridge to clean his hut.

The three glared at Draco while Draco and his friends walked towards their seats. A while later the whole class has arrived, but Hagrid was no where to be seen yet.

Suddenly Hagrid walked in with a confused looking Umbridge behind him. Umbridge was wearing a bright yellow robe pink frills at the sleeves, and her hair was tied up with a bright lime green ribbon. 'What was it you wanted me to help you with?' asked Umbridge arrogantly.

'Ah yes, since I have a class now, I am not able to clean the dust out, so I will need you to clean it while I teach … they're complainin' a lot right now and wants the dust gone immediately … errr… you can sweep the floor first … then you can clean the windows … and then do those other things,' Hagrid explained and glanced at Draco's direction, 'the soap and broom is over there in the cupboard.' Hagrid wasn't used to telling other people to clean his hut, but he really didn't have enough time right now and someone is complaining and nagging him.

Umbridge stared at Hagrid in disbelief. So this is why he wanted her to come straight away when she was peacefully having a cup of coffee, thought Umbridge. She didn't make a move and just stood there staring at Hagrid.

Hagrid looked uncomfortable. He pointed at the floor, then did a sweeping motion. Umbridge still didn't make a move. That's it, thought Hagrid, she asked for it. Hagrid took out a notebook out of one of the manyh pockets in his coat, and starting scribbling down something. He muttered out what he had written when he was writing, 'seems to be having difficulty understanding simple words, even with sign language, shows signs of disobedience, too snobby … I might need to talk to Dumbledore tonight … his new cleaning lady seems to be as dumb as a post…' Hagrid shook his head in disappointment.

Umbridge nearly tripped over her own feet when she ran towards the cupboard. She couldn't get fired! This job is too important to her! She still hasn't done what she's came to do yet…

The whole class burst into laughter when they saw Umbridge's reaction. All except for Malfoy. He used to work for her after all, when she was the headmistress. She, at least, was nice to him and respected his status, unlike Dumbledore.

Hagrid smiled and said, 'glad you got the message. Anyway,' he looked at his class, 'we're gonna be studyin' bout Fluppoz t'day. They are magical carpets. If you poke them a few times, they will come to live and obey every of your command. However, they can't do everything, they are just a form of transport. O, and yes, you have to treat them carefully. If you don't they will panic and run away. I want you to work in pairs, and when you have found your partner, come to the front and get a Fluppoz!'

The whole class started moving. Most people had found their partner, all except Hermione; at least that's what she thought. Harry and Ron are going together, which leaves Hermione all by herself. She walked towards Hagrid and being the goodie goodie she was, asked, 'Hagrid? Can I go by myself if there's a spare rug left over?'

'No partner? Hmmm… why don't you go with this student here?'

Hermione looked over Hagrid's arms and surprisingly, there stood Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin Prefect, sitting by himself and sneering at everyone that walked past him.

'Oi Malfoy! Come o'er here!'

Draco jumped up lazily from the table and walked slowly towards Hagrid with an air of self importance. He stopped when he was Hermione standing next to Hagrid, he sniggered at her and said, 'what do you want mudblood? Get out of my sight, you are making me sick you diseased cow!'

'This diseased cow is your partner, Malfoy,' snorted Hagrid as he looked down at Malfoy.

Malfoy gulped and he and Hermione yelled together, 'there's no way I'm going with that shit head!'

Hermione stalked off and grabbed a Fluppoz, 'I'm working alone!'

Draco stalked after her and grabbed a Fluppoz of his own, 'so am I! There's no way I'm working with you!"

Hagrid sighed and shook his head, he was bad at partner-matching. He bellowed out, 'when you have a rug, I want you to poke it gently- not too hard, or your Fluppoz will fly awa- MALFOY! GENTLY! Watch ou-' Hermione ducked just in time as Draco's magical carpet just zoomed across the classroom in fright. Quite unexpectedly, the carpet shrieked in terror. Draco didn't poke his carpet gently, infact, he kicked it. Umbridge was standing up on a chair cleaning the windows, while suddenly the carpet flew past her and she fell off her stool. She screamed and the carpet got more frightened. It tried to barge through the glass windows didn't succeed; it looked around and flew through the door … towards the Forbidden Forest.

'NARRRRGH!' roared Hagrid, 'five points off Slytherin Malfoy! I usually don't do this but this time you have gone too far!' He eyed Draco angrily, 'come with me Malfoy! We have to catch the rug before it gets killed in the forest by the centaurs, they hate carpets… now I need extra eyes to look for the carpet… Hermione! Fang! Please come for the hunt!' Hagrid growled grumpily. (a/n: in case you're wondering why Hagrid's so grumpy, its because Fluppoz are very expensive and if lost, they can be gone forever, and Draco just lost of one his precioussssss little Fluppoz)

Hermione and Fang followed eagerly with Hagrid. 'Continue with your work and if the bell goes and I'm not back, pinch your Fluppoz softly and it will turn back into an ordinary carpet. Put it at the front of the hut,' said Hagrid to the rest of the class.

Draco stepped out of the hut coolly and waited for Hagrid. Thank god it was day time, or else he would've freaked out if it was at night.

And so they entered the Forbidden Forest.

'Split up so we can cover more distance,' said Hagrid, 'me and Fang will go together, you two, 'Mione and Malfoy, go together, try to be as quiet as possible…don't want to frighten off the li'l Fluppoz…'

Hermione and Draco stared at Hagrid.

'WHAT! ME? HER? SHE'S A MUDBLOOD! I'LL TAKE THE DOG!' Draco stormed towards Fang with a disgusted look on his face. Fang growled when he came close. Draco backed away with a surprised look on his face and muttered, 'easy….I'm just as good as the giant…in fact I'm better….' Fang growled louder. Draco went back to stand with Hermione. Hermione smirked and stifled a giggle.

'If you find the poor innocent Fluppoz and manage to capture it, tell me,' said Hagrid as he handed them Walky Talkies. He grinned, 'Mr Weasley gave them to the school as a gift, he thought we would find it useful and fun, and indeed t'iz fun.'

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Draco trudged along with Hermione behind him. Since he was a pureblood, he would lead the way, after all, he was a superior compared to the mudblood. He caught a movement at the corner of his eyes. He turned around and there it was, the flying carpet, hiding behind a great oak tree. He grinned, he found it before Granger, he thought. He walked towards the carpet with his head held high and felt Hermione following him. He expected the carpet to fold itself up before Draco but he was wrong. When the carpet saw him coming, it flew away in panic. Draco opened his eyes at surprise and chased after it. He lunged after the carpet and got it in his hands, but it managed to slip away. Draco landed with a 'thud'. He grimaced as the pain swam through his body. He heard a sound…it sounded like….laughter. He turned around and saw Granger pointing and giggling at him. His face went red with rage. No one laughed at a Malfoy. She will pay.

'I'll take house points off you! I'm a prefect!' hollered Draco at Hermione.

'And I'll take house points off you for taking house points of me! I am a prefect too!' said a giggling Hermione.

'Then I'll keep on taking points off you for taking points of me!'

'Then I'll take points off you for taking points off me because I took points off you because you took points off me!'

'Huh?' said a confused looking Draco, 'I mean… ho! Let's see you try that Granger! Ill take points off you for taking points off me coz you took points off me coz I took points off you coz you laughed at me!'

'Then war it is then!' said Hermione while she glared at him. She was trying to look dangerous, but failed because her eyes showed laughter and Draco saw it. Draco glared at her dangerously and walked off muttering to himself about filthy mudbloods, don't know what's good for them.

Draco kept on searching for the carpet. Then he caught a movement behind a small little tree. He was about to walk towards it when Hermione walked infront of him and started to creep behind the carpet. She pinched the carpet gently and it rolled up neatly before her. Hermione smiled at Draco. Draco just glared at her. She did his job for him. She was embarrassing her. No one embarrassed a Malfoy.

Hermione talked into the walky-talky, 'Hagrid I got it! ….. five points for me! Thanks Hagrid! oo…but what about Draco? He tried to catch it …. One for him too? Ok! I'll tell him straight away!'

Hermione looked at Draco with a grin on her face, 'one house point for you.' Draco kept on staring at her. One? One only, thought Draco, but never mind that, Snape will take the five points off her tomorrow. Draco sniggered at the thought.

'Remember mudblood, it is war,' said Draco in a mischievously.

***
Draco sighed. Yesterday was a long day. Looking for the Fluppoz took half his strength away. And he didn't get much sleep last night either; he was thinking about all the things he could do to Hermione.
It was the end of breakfast and Draco walked with his group of Slytherins to Transfiguration with McGonagall. Then he saw Hermione running with a cup of pumpkin juice in her hands. Perfect.

Draco put his foot infront of Hermione as she ran past him. She tripped over and her cup of pumpkin juice fell onto Draco's robe.

'Woops my foot accidentally slipped under you, Granger,' said Draco innocently as Hermione tried to get back on her feet. Draco just realised that her cup of pumpkin juice was all over his robe. Perfect, he thought. He gasped dramatically.

'My best school robe! Five points off Gryffindor, mudlbood! Watch where you're going next time! You destroyed my school robe!'

Hermione stared at him, wordless.

'Excuse me! You tripped me over, you… you…' Where's Ron and Harry when you need insults? 'cow!'

Draco looked shocked and said innocently, 'me? Why would I bother tripping over a little mudblood like you!'

'Miss Granger! 5 points from Gryffindor for spilling juice over Mr Malfoy!'

Just then Snape walked past the two arguing students and decided to take Draco's side, since he was a Slytherin. Hermione stared at both Snape and Draco.

'Fifteen points from Slytherin, Mr Malfoy! For tripping Miss Granger over!' shouted McGonagall. She was standing there all along. But no one noticed.

'Miss Granger tripped over herself and she spilt juice purposefully all over Mr Malfoy's robe!' yelled Snape at McGonagall.

'Are you blind, Snape?! I think you need what muggles call Glasses! I saw with my very own eyes Draco Malfoy tripping Miss Granger over on purpose!' snapped McGonagall.

'Or maybe you're getting old and your eyes are tricking you,' said Snape coldly. Although they both work for the light, that didn't mean they have to be nice to each other. And besides, if they were nice to each other they would arouse suspicion. McGonagall and Snape glared at one another frostily. Hermione coughed uncomfortably. The two professors snapped back into reality.

'We'll forget about this argument and what Mr Draco did, make sure this doesn't happen again though,' said McGonagall.

'And what Miss Granger did,' added Snape. The look McGonagall gave Snape ended the whole argument.

Transfiguration class started and ended as quick as it began. Hermione and Draco gave cold looks to each other all throughout the lesson.

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Description of the prefect common room:

- Big room with a big fireplace, the frame made of beautiful varnished wood, however enchanted so that it won't catch on fire.

- High ceiling with a crystal chandelier dangling from the middle of it

- Big glass windows that gives them a beautiful view of the Quidditch field outside

- At the sides of the room, there are eight spiral stairs. Each stairs lead to a door with the prefect's name carved into it

- Each prefect gets a room of his/her own

- Each room is decorated with his/her house colours

- Common room decorated with all house colours

- 8 very comfortable couches surrounding a coffee table

Under the couches and the coffee table is a big midnight blue carpet

The day ended quickly and soon it was night. At lunch that day, Professor Dumbledore announced that there was to be a Christmas Ball and everyone was to choose a partner for the ball. The prefects were to choose another prefect for the ball. That left no choice but for Draco to go with Pansy Parkinson to the ball, since she was the other Slytherin prefect. However, being the stuck up bitch Pansy was, she wanted Draco to ask her instead of just telling her to go with him. Pansy wanted him to ask her so it would be romantic and all that krap. So Draco asked Pansy grudgingly. However, Pansy rejected his offer because he was wearing his stained pumpkin robe when he asked her. Pansy wanted Draco to look stunning when he ask her so it would be romantic. Draco was getting extremely frustrated so he did what he thought Pansy would like, and he was right because Pansy loved it, everything was going pretty well until someone came and insulted him. This is what happened;

Draco walked out from his room and climbed down the stairs. He stood infront of Pansy and knelt down on one knee. He gelled his hair back neatly, as he always did. He looked up at Pansy with his grey eyes and asked sweetly, 'Pansy, my sweet heart, will you please come to the Christmas Ball with me?' Pansy's bottom lip trembled with emotion and managed to say, 'O Draco! That is so sweet! You look so adorable in your yellow boxers! Yes! Yes! I will come with you my sexy darling!'

Just when Pansy was admiring Draco, Hermione and Ron walked in. Hermione laughed aloud when she saw what Draco was wearing. He was wearing nothing but a pair of bright yellow boxers. He looked ridiculous. Hermione thought; but he is a Slytherin, and so is Pansy, so you can't expect much from them. Ron was laughing louder than Hermione. He was clutching his tummy and was rolling on the floor. Draco glared at the Gryffindors and he turned red with rage.

'Slut!' roared Hermione with laughter. Ron was still laughing.

'I'm not a girl, mudblood!' rebutted Draco.

Hermione looked shocked, 'you're not?! Really?! O I'm so sorry Malfoy! I was mistaken for five years!' She continued laughing when Draco was staring at her with anger.

Hermione and Ron climbed up their own spiral stairs, still laughing hard. 'SLUT! WHOOORE! Argh! My eyes! My eyes! Too much skin revealed, Malfoy!' yelled Ron down at Draco, still laughing.

Draco stormed up to his room to put more clothes on, leaving behind a disappointed Pansy behind. Their little romantic time was so short.

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It was around midnight and Hermione couldn't sleep because her tummy ached from all the laughing. But she had to admit that he had a fine body; nicely toned. She climbed down the spiral stairs and walked out of the portrait out into the corridor to take a little stroll around. She was walking peacefully until she heard a few familiar voices. She peaked behind the wall and saw Draco, Crabbe and Goyle deep in conversation. She caught a few phrases.

'Father said the Dark Lord is planning to attack the muggle president of England.'

'How?'

'The Dark Lord has his way of doing things… he is preparing a…surprise…'

The conversation continued and information about what the Dark Lord was going to do was slowly revealed. However, Hermione wasn't listening because her attention was on someone else. Umbridge was standing behind the Slytherins. She was eavesdropping as well. Hermione smiled. Umbridge works for the light, thought Hermione. But what she didn't know was that the Draco was letting off false information….but why?