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"No" said Hermione firmly.
"No!!" cried Draco. "What do you mean 'no'?"
"For the past six years you have never once stopped tormenting me! I know
you said you were just trying to grab my attention. But what about Ron and
Harry? What about Hagrid and Dumbledore? What about Lupin and the rest of
the Weasely family? I doubt you were trying to grab their attention! All of
those people I've mentioned there are friends, mentors and kindly people.
But you? You're just a grade A snob with nothing better to do than bring
other people down! And that is why I will never go out with filth like you
if my life depended on it!"
And with that Hermione stormed out of the classroom, leaving Draco to
acknowledge his rejection.
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Hermione stormed into the Great Hall, nearly knocking over a couple of
first year Hufflepuff. They looked at her fearfully and scurried past.
Hermione found Harry and Ron and sat next to them.
"What's up Hermione?" asked Harry.
"Yeah, you seem a bit...miffed," said Ron.
Hermione leaned across the table, beckoning them to come nearer. She then
whispered, "You've got to promise not to tell anyone, got it?"
They both vowed to an oath of silence and then Hermione whispered, "Malfoy
asked me out."
Their expressions were so funny that in any other circumstances, Hermione
would have burst out laughing. Instead she quickly said, "I said no."
"I don't believe him!" said Ron angrily, "He calls you a mudblood and
becomes all prejudiced against you and the he asks you out!! Wait 'til I
get my hands on his pasty neck!"
Hermione giggled. Ron spun towards her.
"What, in hell is so funny?" he demanded.
"His pasty neck!" she giggled again, "It just sounds funny, that's all."
"And, ya'know what else is funny Ron?"sniggered Harry, "How worked up
you've got over Hermione being asked out."
Ron turned beetroot red and Hermione could feel red creeping up her cheeks
too. Harry chuckled and went back to reading his Daily Prophet muttering
something that sounded suspiciously like "Lovebirds"
Since Harry was so engrossed in the paper, Hermione told Ron the whole
story from the note to when she yelled at Malfoy. Ron looked at her
admiringly when she told him what she had said to him.
"Cor 'Mione!" he said "You gave the slimy git a good telling off. I only
wish it had been me."
A smile crept up on Hermione's face. "What, you wish he'd asked you out
instead?" she giggled.
The look on Ron's face was priceless. "No!!!!!" he exclaimed, "How could
you...why...what..NEVER..uuuurggh"
Hermione laughed and said, "Just messing with your mind," before retreating
back to the Gryffindor common room.
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"I am sorry M'lord, she rejected me flat out." Spoke the hooded teen.
"I said I would let you join the exclusive group of the Death Eaters, even
though you are under age, for the mere price of your gaining this
Mudblood's trust. Yet you have failed me." Said a high pitched voice. The
man of whom the voice was spoken from was covered with a similar hood to
the teen's.
The teen began to walk away with his head bowed down.
"However," said Lord Voldemort, "I will give you a second chance. I see
potential in your eyes. "Potential that must not be ignored."
He dropped a small bottle into the teen's hand.
"Put two drops in her drink" Voldemort said. "It runs out after 24 hours,
so you must do this every day. Remember this is the most subtle way of
getting Harry Potter." He spat the words with remorse.
"Remember two drops, every day. Don't fail us this time."
The next day Hermione sat down at the Great Hall. She gulped down her
orange juice. It tasted funny, but she was so thirsty, she didn't care. She
drank it all down in one gulp.
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*sings* Uh oh! 'Mione's in trouble! Draco's gonna come and burst her
bubble!
Hehehe couldn't resist a song. Read and Review pleeeeeeeeaaaase!!!!!!!
TO LIKE ME!!!!!!!! :'(. Ah well here's the next chapter
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*****************************************************
"No" said Hermione firmly.
"No!!" cried Draco. "What do you mean 'no'?"
"For the past six years you have never once stopped tormenting me! I know
you said you were just trying to grab my attention. But what about Ron and
Harry? What about Hagrid and Dumbledore? What about Lupin and the rest of
the Weasely family? I doubt you were trying to grab their attention! All of
those people I've mentioned there are friends, mentors and kindly people.
But you? You're just a grade A snob with nothing better to do than bring
other people down! And that is why I will never go out with filth like you
if my life depended on it!"
And with that Hermione stormed out of the classroom, leaving Draco to
acknowledge his rejection.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione stormed into the Great Hall, nearly knocking over a couple of
first year Hufflepuff. They looked at her fearfully and scurried past.
Hermione found Harry and Ron and sat next to them.
"What's up Hermione?" asked Harry.
"Yeah, you seem a bit...miffed," said Ron.
Hermione leaned across the table, beckoning them to come nearer. She then
whispered, "You've got to promise not to tell anyone, got it?"
They both vowed to an oath of silence and then Hermione whispered, "Malfoy
asked me out."
Their expressions were so funny that in any other circumstances, Hermione
would have burst out laughing. Instead she quickly said, "I said no."
"I don't believe him!" said Ron angrily, "He calls you a mudblood and
becomes all prejudiced against you and the he asks you out!! Wait 'til I
get my hands on his pasty neck!"
Hermione giggled. Ron spun towards her.
"What, in hell is so funny?" he demanded.
"His pasty neck!" she giggled again, "It just sounds funny, that's all."
"And, ya'know what else is funny Ron?"sniggered Harry, "How worked up
you've got over Hermione being asked out."
Ron turned beetroot red and Hermione could feel red creeping up her cheeks
too. Harry chuckled and went back to reading his Daily Prophet muttering
something that sounded suspiciously like "Lovebirds"
Since Harry was so engrossed in the paper, Hermione told Ron the whole
story from the note to when she yelled at Malfoy. Ron looked at her
admiringly when she told him what she had said to him.
"Cor 'Mione!" he said "You gave the slimy git a good telling off. I only
wish it had been me."
A smile crept up on Hermione's face. "What, you wish he'd asked you out
instead?" she giggled.
The look on Ron's face was priceless. "No!!!!!" he exclaimed, "How could
you...why...what..NEVER..uuuurggh"
Hermione laughed and said, "Just messing with your mind," before retreating
back to the Gryffindor common room.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I am sorry M'lord, she rejected me flat out." Spoke the hooded teen.
"I said I would let you join the exclusive group of the Death Eaters, even
though you are under age, for the mere price of your gaining this
Mudblood's trust. Yet you have failed me." Said a high pitched voice. The
man of whom the voice was spoken from was covered with a similar hood to
the teen's.
The teen began to walk away with his head bowed down.
"However," said Lord Voldemort, "I will give you a second chance. I see
potential in your eyes. "Potential that must not be ignored."
He dropped a small bottle into the teen's hand.
"Put two drops in her drink" Voldemort said. "It runs out after 24 hours,
so you must do this every day. Remember this is the most subtle way of
getting Harry Potter." He spat the words with remorse.
"Remember two drops, every day. Don't fail us this time."
The next day Hermione sat down at the Great Hall. She gulped down her
orange juice. It tasted funny, but she was so thirsty, she didn't care. She
drank it all down in one gulp.
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*sings* Uh oh! 'Mione's in trouble! Draco's gonna come and burst her
bubble!
Hehehe couldn't resist a song. Read and Review pleeeeeeeeaaaase!!!!!!!