"Well," Hermione said, trying to start conversation again.
"Yeah," said Harry unaware that there was no question to be answered. Silence on the Gryffindor table set in again, all waiting for Ron to make some sort of sign of movement or sound but he just sat there as though he witnessed his own death.
"We have class," said Hermione vaguely and slowly they all nodded and got up and picking up there bags and started to head of to lesson, Ron on the other hand kept his head forwards and moved when everyone else did as if he were more like a robot than human, his eyes were very wide. Hermione ushered him on faster as they went to Herboligy, which they were all thankful for, was not with the Slytherins.
But they were far from it; the only thing the students were interested in was the incident that happened at lunch as the Gryffindors told the Hufflepuffs. Harry knew that the Hufflepuffs would tell the Ravenclaws and soon it will be round the entire school. What was Malfoy playing at? When he asked this to Hermione he was shocked at the answer that he received. "Well its obvious isn't it!"
"It is?" asked Harry.
"Yes of course it is," said Hermione getting slightly annoyed and went back to her notes.
"Then would you per.lease," started Ron, also slightly annoyed but trying ever so hard to keep his temper, "inform us of your little theory?"
"He is up to something," but Ron not really trying to keep his temper under control anymore cut her off.
"Well done Sherlock! Spend long on that one did you?"
"Well you asked for my theory, Ron!" she shouted back. "It's probably a bet of some kind," she said calming down.
"A bet? You think?" asked Ron.
"Yes, I do," answered Hermione.
"Well in that case we need to get our own back," piped in Ernie Macmillan.
"What do you have in mind?" asked Harry.
"Pay back," stated Ernie. At this Ron's face exploded into a smile of an evil nature.
"Now don't do anything stupid," warned Hermione with her usual stern look on her face. "Just remember that you don't want to go as low as him."
All three boys were silent at the thought of sinking as low as a Malfoy and Hermione had a triumphant look on her face.
"Okay that's enough for today. I want a 12 inch essay on when this plant gets wild."
Another essay? This wasn't good for Malfoy as he was getting slightly behind as it was. He walked out of his Charms class. He didn't need another task at the moment from Lord Asshole so he would do his homework in the library. Where to his disbelief was his next task was to be held.
Draco went to his room like usual but instead of staying in the common room with the only people that was worth staying with, well most of them, he went down to the library, and to his horror was Lang standing there looking around as though he was waiting for someone, and Draco had a funny suspicion he knew who he was.
"Ah, you came at last," Lang said with yet another smile on his face. "I thought my messenger didn't get to you in time." Messenger? Oh God, he thinks I'm here because I was sent here, shit.
"Well ready for your next task then?" asked Lang with the same bubbly smile on his face.
If my next task means kicking the shit out of you then sure, I've never been more ready.
"Well can we make this quick, I have got other stuff to do you know," said Draco annoyed at Lang for a) being alive and b) being in looking distance of Draco.
At that moment what seemed the entire Slytherin house came flooding into the library to know what was going to happen next. "What is the next task?" he shouted of the footsteps which all stopped at these words. All the Slytherins didn't bother getting seats or look even remotely interested in getting a book. They heard that the next task would be held here so they came.
"Get Granger to bed. O and shag her of course without help of anything but your so called 'charms'." After that he was off, probably some homework to do. Then all the other Slytherins went with him all in a stunned silence that slowly broke into laughs except Pansy Parkinson who was in tears of having her beloved Draco sleeping with someone other than her, but she left Draco behind banging his head on a stone pillar.
"Yeah," said Harry unaware that there was no question to be answered. Silence on the Gryffindor table set in again, all waiting for Ron to make some sort of sign of movement or sound but he just sat there as though he witnessed his own death.
"We have class," said Hermione vaguely and slowly they all nodded and got up and picking up there bags and started to head of to lesson, Ron on the other hand kept his head forwards and moved when everyone else did as if he were more like a robot than human, his eyes were very wide. Hermione ushered him on faster as they went to Herboligy, which they were all thankful for, was not with the Slytherins.
But they were far from it; the only thing the students were interested in was the incident that happened at lunch as the Gryffindors told the Hufflepuffs. Harry knew that the Hufflepuffs would tell the Ravenclaws and soon it will be round the entire school. What was Malfoy playing at? When he asked this to Hermione he was shocked at the answer that he received. "Well its obvious isn't it!"
"It is?" asked Harry.
"Yes of course it is," said Hermione getting slightly annoyed and went back to her notes.
"Then would you per.lease," started Ron, also slightly annoyed but trying ever so hard to keep his temper, "inform us of your little theory?"
"He is up to something," but Ron not really trying to keep his temper under control anymore cut her off.
"Well done Sherlock! Spend long on that one did you?"
"Well you asked for my theory, Ron!" she shouted back. "It's probably a bet of some kind," she said calming down.
"A bet? You think?" asked Ron.
"Yes, I do," answered Hermione.
"Well in that case we need to get our own back," piped in Ernie Macmillan.
"What do you have in mind?" asked Harry.
"Pay back," stated Ernie. At this Ron's face exploded into a smile of an evil nature.
"Now don't do anything stupid," warned Hermione with her usual stern look on her face. "Just remember that you don't want to go as low as him."
All three boys were silent at the thought of sinking as low as a Malfoy and Hermione had a triumphant look on her face.
"Okay that's enough for today. I want a 12 inch essay on when this plant gets wild."
Another essay? This wasn't good for Malfoy as he was getting slightly behind as it was. He walked out of his Charms class. He didn't need another task at the moment from Lord Asshole so he would do his homework in the library. Where to his disbelief was his next task was to be held.
Draco went to his room like usual but instead of staying in the common room with the only people that was worth staying with, well most of them, he went down to the library, and to his horror was Lang standing there looking around as though he was waiting for someone, and Draco had a funny suspicion he knew who he was.
"Ah, you came at last," Lang said with yet another smile on his face. "I thought my messenger didn't get to you in time." Messenger? Oh God, he thinks I'm here because I was sent here, shit.
"Well ready for your next task then?" asked Lang with the same bubbly smile on his face.
If my next task means kicking the shit out of you then sure, I've never been more ready.
"Well can we make this quick, I have got other stuff to do you know," said Draco annoyed at Lang for a) being alive and b) being in looking distance of Draco.
At that moment what seemed the entire Slytherin house came flooding into the library to know what was going to happen next. "What is the next task?" he shouted of the footsteps which all stopped at these words. All the Slytherins didn't bother getting seats or look even remotely interested in getting a book. They heard that the next task would be held here so they came.
"Get Granger to bed. O and shag her of course without help of anything but your so called 'charms'." After that he was off, probably some homework to do. Then all the other Slytherins went with him all in a stunned silence that slowly broke into laughs except Pansy Parkinson who was in tears of having her beloved Draco sleeping with someone other than her, but she left Draco behind banging his head on a stone pillar.