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A/N: Thanks again for the reviews. Can't promise that this will not be cheesy. I keep changing things as I type them. Modeling doesn't really affect anything. I'm writing puberty. Let's just see what happens. Anyways, this is my first so please, please, please. bear with me. Romance is a little far away. I have to build attraction first.
Title: Models
Chapter8: The Report
Hermione couldn't eat anything. Actually, she couldn't stomach anything. She kept feeling that she wasn't prepared. She was only given a day to prepare. She always prepared a week before to perfect a report. She was scared that she'd blow this report. She didn't bother going down to the Great Hall. She wanted to practice even more. 'I can do this. I've done reports alone a lot of times. I'm confident at what I'm gonna say. I'll be great.'
She was prepared but there was something important that she forgot. It was supposed to be a joint effort thing. Malfoy made it clear that he didn't want to be part of it but still that was what McGonagall wanted.
'Dinner should've ended 10 minutes ago. Where are they?' She thought. She couldn't bear the wait anymore. Just then the door swung.
Malfoy got in wearing a displeased face. Next to him was McGonagall. She was expecting no one else but to her surprise, she saw most of the professor coming with the Headmaster at the end. Before, surprises were fun but now she hated it.
"Good evening Ms. Granger," McGonagall addressed her. "Mr. Malfoy join your partner." Both Hermione and Draco winced at the words. "Shall we begin then?"
"Good evening Headmaster Dumbledore, and professors."Hermione went on with her prepared report. She covered every thing in her notes. Most professors were impressed but some with the likes of the potions teacher dismissed it as an ordinary thing. Hermione then got on the topic of her run through with Malfoy at the Quidditch practice. ".that's when he threatened the whole team." she was cut short.
"You threatened me as well," Draco interrupted.
"As I was saying, he threatened our Quidditch team and I reacted in defense. He had no reason to punish them. It was only for his entertainment."
Draco was beginning to open his mouth when McGonagall intercepted. "Very good Ms. Granger. But I think you forgot something. I specifically told you both that this report was supposed to be teamwork and it looks like you 2 didn't follow my instructions."
"But professor, he didn't want to work with me. He didn't even talked to me. What was I supposed to do?"
"Enough Ms. Granger. Since you would not follow my instructions then perhaps detention would teach you obedience."
The two students were awe-stricken. "But..." Draco recovered first but not quick enough.
"Mr. Malfoy all I wanted to see is you and Ms. Granger, getting along. You tried my patience and I will not have it. I expect that by tomorrow, you two will be civil enough unless you want to extend your weeklong detention."
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Hermione could not believe it. She did her best. She knew she did. And what, she even got into trouble. 'This is all Malfoy's fault. He should have helped me. We should've worked together. Who have heard of Prefects getting detention?'
She went to the library because she made a meeting with her friends there to continue their research. She walked quietly, still couldn't believe at her luck. She reached the room. She then turned the knob quietly.
Ron was the first to see her. "Why the gloomy face? Did the report suck?"
"Way to go Ron, nice way of cheering her."
"It's okay, the report was a success but McGonagall got upset at not doing it with Malfoy."
"You did it alone?" Ron couldn't believe she survived. They haven't met her since breakfast. They wanted the opportunity to practice Quidditch every time possible.
"He didn't want to 'associate' with mudbloods. If McGonagall didn't see him then I think Malfoy wouldn't have come at all. So don't worry, he didn't do anything stupid."
"So why sad?" Harry was curious too.
"McGonagall found out we didn't work as a 'team' and she got mad and gave us detention for not following orders. But let's not talk about it, what have you found out?" She was eager to change the topic. She didn't think that she can bear hearing them say the line that's been messing up with her head. 'What kind of Prefect gets detention?'
Her friends understood her actions and left it at that. They started to work on the books they got from the restricted area.
A/N: Thanks again for the reviews. Can't promise that this will not be cheesy. I keep changing things as I type them. Modeling doesn't really affect anything. I'm writing puberty. Let's just see what happens. Anyways, this is my first so please, please, please. bear with me. Romance is a little far away. I have to build attraction first.
Title: Models
Chapter8: The Report
Hermione couldn't eat anything. Actually, she couldn't stomach anything. She kept feeling that she wasn't prepared. She was only given a day to prepare. She always prepared a week before to perfect a report. She was scared that she'd blow this report. She didn't bother going down to the Great Hall. She wanted to practice even more. 'I can do this. I've done reports alone a lot of times. I'm confident at what I'm gonna say. I'll be great.'
She was prepared but there was something important that she forgot. It was supposed to be a joint effort thing. Malfoy made it clear that he didn't want to be part of it but still that was what McGonagall wanted.
'Dinner should've ended 10 minutes ago. Where are they?' She thought. She couldn't bear the wait anymore. Just then the door swung.
Malfoy got in wearing a displeased face. Next to him was McGonagall. She was expecting no one else but to her surprise, she saw most of the professor coming with the Headmaster at the end. Before, surprises were fun but now she hated it.
"Good evening Ms. Granger," McGonagall addressed her. "Mr. Malfoy join your partner." Both Hermione and Draco winced at the words. "Shall we begin then?"
"Good evening Headmaster Dumbledore, and professors."Hermione went on with her prepared report. She covered every thing in her notes. Most professors were impressed but some with the likes of the potions teacher dismissed it as an ordinary thing. Hermione then got on the topic of her run through with Malfoy at the Quidditch practice. ".that's when he threatened the whole team." she was cut short.
"You threatened me as well," Draco interrupted.
"As I was saying, he threatened our Quidditch team and I reacted in defense. He had no reason to punish them. It was only for his entertainment."
Draco was beginning to open his mouth when McGonagall intercepted. "Very good Ms. Granger. But I think you forgot something. I specifically told you both that this report was supposed to be teamwork and it looks like you 2 didn't follow my instructions."
"But professor, he didn't want to work with me. He didn't even talked to me. What was I supposed to do?"
"Enough Ms. Granger. Since you would not follow my instructions then perhaps detention would teach you obedience."
The two students were awe-stricken. "But..." Draco recovered first but not quick enough.
"Mr. Malfoy all I wanted to see is you and Ms. Granger, getting along. You tried my patience and I will not have it. I expect that by tomorrow, you two will be civil enough unless you want to extend your weeklong detention."
~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione could not believe it. She did her best. She knew she did. And what, she even got into trouble. 'This is all Malfoy's fault. He should have helped me. We should've worked together. Who have heard of Prefects getting detention?'
She went to the library because she made a meeting with her friends there to continue their research. She walked quietly, still couldn't believe at her luck. She reached the room. She then turned the knob quietly.
Ron was the first to see her. "Why the gloomy face? Did the report suck?"
"Way to go Ron, nice way of cheering her."
"It's okay, the report was a success but McGonagall got upset at not doing it with Malfoy."
"You did it alone?" Ron couldn't believe she survived. They haven't met her since breakfast. They wanted the opportunity to practice Quidditch every time possible.
"He didn't want to 'associate' with mudbloods. If McGonagall didn't see him then I think Malfoy wouldn't have come at all. So don't worry, he didn't do anything stupid."
"So why sad?" Harry was curious too.
"McGonagall found out we didn't work as a 'team' and she got mad and gave us detention for not following orders. But let's not talk about it, what have you found out?" She was eager to change the topic. She didn't think that she can bear hearing them say the line that's been messing up with her head. 'What kind of Prefect gets detention?'
Her friends understood her actions and left it at that. They started to work on the books they got from the restricted area.