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Chapter Three: Plans and More Plans.
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So goes chapter 3...
" What would you get if you added elephant tusks to the wolfsbane potion?"
Snape stood at the front of the room, looking bored, as he hadn't taken any points from Gryffindor yet. Hermione's hand didn't shoot up as it usually did, instead she sat staring at her blank parchment. This was her last class of the day, and she had to share it with the one person she was avoiding.
" Mr. Malfoy?" Malfoy shook his head, indicating he didn't know the answer. Snape yawned, eyeing Hermione.
" Miss Granger, you will have detention after school today."
" What? I didn't do anything!"
" Are you questioning my authority?"
Hermione looked up at Snape incredulously, and nodded her head, her gaze returning to her blank parchment. The bell finally rung and Hermione left with Harry and Ron. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned around to see Draco.
"What?"
" Come with me." He said motioning to the stairs. She slipped from Harry and Ron's sight and for some reason, followed Draco. She walked behind him the whole time, her heart racing with thoughts of his lips on hers, running through her head. They reached their common room and Malfoy sat on one of the couches.
" Granger..as you know we have a meeting with Professor Dumbledore tonight, and I can't make it. Something came up." Malfoy explained, not looking at Hermione once.
" What came up?" Hermione asked not believing him.
"My father, he..umm...well...it's complicated! Just mind your own business and tell Dumbledore for me okay?"
"Umm..sure." Malfoy got up from the couches and stalked off to his private bedroom, leaving Hermione quite perplexed. She put her book bag in her bedroom and headed down to the Great Hall for supper.
The Great Hall was packed with students as usual, and
Hermione walked towards Harry and on sitting at the
Gryffindor table. As usual, they were talking about
Quidditch. Ever since Ron became the keeper in their fifth year, that's all they ever talked about, and even more now since Harry was made captain.
" So, when we're playing Ravenclaw, make sure you watch the left hoop when Amy Greenwood has the quaffle, I watched one of their practices, and that's her only move. Now when Greg Hennings.." Hermione yawned at their conversation, trying to make them acknowledge her.
" Hey 'Mione." Ron exclaimed through a mouthful of pasta. They went back to talking Quidditch, so Hermione glanced around the Gryffindor table. She watched Parvati and Lavender eyeing Neville suspiciously, and then occasionally laughing at him as he, carelessly stuffed some crabcake down his throat. Hermione turned her gaze towards the end of the table, where Malycia sat. Malycia was staring at her plate, poking her fork into the chicken. Her head was propped on her hand as she daydreamed lazily. She snapped her head up suddenly as she felt Hermione's gaze, and looked at her menacingly. Sheepishly, Hermione turned back to Harry and Ron, but Harry had disappeared.
"Ron, where did Harry go?"
"Clean his broom for the game tomorrow."
"Oh."
Hermione then decided to go back to her common room before her meeting with Dumbledore, to take a shower.
Harry walked along the grass heading towards the Quidditch stadium, his broom in hand. Beneath his feet the grass had turned soggy, and with every step he took, more mud accumulated at the side of his shoes. He could see Hagrid outside his hut, planting something in his garden with Fang by his side. Harry thought about going over to talk to him, but thought better of it.
" No, I have something to do." He reminded himself out loud. He continued walking towards the stadium and finally reached the team entrance. Harry walked out onto the pitch and immediately mounted his broom, loving the rush of the wind against his face. He circled the stadium once then landed on the ground with a soft thump. He looked around and frowned.
"Why isn't she here?"
Hermione reached her common room, ten minutes later, (most of them spent arguing with Sir Cadogan that she was the Headgirl.). Malfoy sat on one of the couches flipping through a book, looking almost angelic in the firelight. His hair was no longer gelled back, but instead the blonde locks hung loosely over his eyes, creating an innocent effect. He had one leg crossed over the other, and he was wearing his black track pants, and a semi-tight white t-shirt. He looked up suddenly, just as his sister had, as Hermione dropped her book on the desk.
"What are you doing hear?"
" This is my common room too Malfoy, case you've forgotten."
"I know, Granger, I thought you had a meeting with professor Dumbledore."
"I do, I just thought I'd take a shower first, and I thought you had to be somewhere tonight."
"I was just leaving, and you've already had a shower today, remember?" Malfoy suggested cruelly. Hermione sneered at him, held her head high and stalked off to the bathroom.
Malfoy walked along the corridors, hoping not to run into Pansy. He turned a corner and ran straight into his sister.
" Draco? I've been looking for you! Where have you been?"
" First of all sis, stop giving me the third degree, and second, get off of me!" He snapped. Malycia got up quickly, not daring to test the wrath of her older brother, it was too risky. Draco stood and dusted himself off .
"What do you want, I'm in a hurry."
"Where to?"
"You know very well to where I'm headed." Draco stated annoyed with the hair that kept falling in his eyes.
"Okay, okay. I was at dinner and that Granger girl was staring at me again. You don't think she knows do you?" Draco looked at his sister harshly and said in a hushed voice,
"She might, but I doubt it. I guess we'll just have to find out, won't we?"
"We? Oh no dear brother, she's all yours." Malycia said with a crooked smile. Draco thought for a moment and smiled in the exact evil way his sister had.
"You're right, and I have the perfect plan to get Granger to trust me." The smile on his face growing larger with every word. Malycia laughed harshly before saying,
"Oh, do tell!"
" Cockroach Clusters." Hermione whispered to the Gargoyle statue that opened to reveal a winding set of stairs leading to the Headmasters office. She climbed them and knocked softly on the door, Dumbledore greeted her with a huge smile and showed her, her seat.
"Miss Granger, where's Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked with a slight frown on his face, but almost if he had expected it.
"I'm not sure, all he said was something came up."
"I see. Well not to worry, you can inform him of our meeting. Hermione Halloween is approaching and Hogwarts would like to plan something for the holiday. Whether it be another ball, a masquerade show or anything else you can think of, we need to think fast. I am leaving this up to you and Mr. Malfoy to decide, I'm sure you'll think of something fun. Pleaseinform me of your choices by Monday." Hermione nodded her head and got up to leave.
"Oh and Miss Granger? Please tell Mr. Malfoy to be present at our next meeting." Dumbledore said as he smile and gave Hermine a wave. Hermione headed back to her common room to finish her transfiguration homework.
Harry had begun to worry, now that he had stood by himself waiting for more than twenty minutes. He sat against the wall of one of the stands and closed his eyes, thinking of why she needed to talk to him. No ideas whipped through his mind, which was highly unlikely for Harry. Rain had started falling and Harry was getting up to leave when she walked in. He walked over to her and stood under her black umbrella.
"Thanks for meeting me here Harry."
"No problem, but what took so long? And what is it you need Malycia?"
A/N: FINISHED! Chapter 3 is pretty good if I don't say so myself! And I can because it's my story! JKS. Thanx again to all those who reviewed and keep reviewing! See that little blue button..go click on it! NOW! Ciao! ~MWA~
Chapter Three: Plans and More Plans.
Thanx to all those who reviewed! You guys really are great, and inspiring! Hope yoo like!
So goes chapter 3...
" What would you get if you added elephant tusks to the wolfsbane potion?"
Snape stood at the front of the room, looking bored, as he hadn't taken any points from Gryffindor yet. Hermione's hand didn't shoot up as it usually did, instead she sat staring at her blank parchment. This was her last class of the day, and she had to share it with the one person she was avoiding.
" Mr. Malfoy?" Malfoy shook his head, indicating he didn't know the answer. Snape yawned, eyeing Hermione.
" Miss Granger, you will have detention after school today."
" What? I didn't do anything!"
" Are you questioning my authority?"
Hermione looked up at Snape incredulously, and nodded her head, her gaze returning to her blank parchment. The bell finally rung and Hermione left with Harry and Ron. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned around to see Draco.
"What?"
" Come with me." He said motioning to the stairs. She slipped from Harry and Ron's sight and for some reason, followed Draco. She walked behind him the whole time, her heart racing with thoughts of his lips on hers, running through her head. They reached their common room and Malfoy sat on one of the couches.
" Granger..as you know we have a meeting with Professor Dumbledore tonight, and I can't make it. Something came up." Malfoy explained, not looking at Hermione once.
" What came up?" Hermione asked not believing him.
"My father, he..umm...well...it's complicated! Just mind your own business and tell Dumbledore for me okay?"
"Umm..sure." Malfoy got up from the couches and stalked off to his private bedroom, leaving Hermione quite perplexed. She put her book bag in her bedroom and headed down to the Great Hall for supper.
The Great Hall was packed with students as usual, and
Hermione walked towards Harry and on sitting at the
Gryffindor table. As usual, they were talking about
Quidditch. Ever since Ron became the keeper in their fifth year, that's all they ever talked about, and even more now since Harry was made captain.
" So, when we're playing Ravenclaw, make sure you watch the left hoop when Amy Greenwood has the quaffle, I watched one of their practices, and that's her only move. Now when Greg Hennings.." Hermione yawned at their conversation, trying to make them acknowledge her.
" Hey 'Mione." Ron exclaimed through a mouthful of pasta. They went back to talking Quidditch, so Hermione glanced around the Gryffindor table. She watched Parvati and Lavender eyeing Neville suspiciously, and then occasionally laughing at him as he, carelessly stuffed some crabcake down his throat. Hermione turned her gaze towards the end of the table, where Malycia sat. Malycia was staring at her plate, poking her fork into the chicken. Her head was propped on her hand as she daydreamed lazily. She snapped her head up suddenly as she felt Hermione's gaze, and looked at her menacingly. Sheepishly, Hermione turned back to Harry and Ron, but Harry had disappeared.
"Ron, where did Harry go?"
"Clean his broom for the game tomorrow."
"Oh."
Hermione then decided to go back to her common room before her meeting with Dumbledore, to take a shower.
Harry walked along the grass heading towards the Quidditch stadium, his broom in hand. Beneath his feet the grass had turned soggy, and with every step he took, more mud accumulated at the side of his shoes. He could see Hagrid outside his hut, planting something in his garden with Fang by his side. Harry thought about going over to talk to him, but thought better of it.
" No, I have something to do." He reminded himself out loud. He continued walking towards the stadium and finally reached the team entrance. Harry walked out onto the pitch and immediately mounted his broom, loving the rush of the wind against his face. He circled the stadium once then landed on the ground with a soft thump. He looked around and frowned.
"Why isn't she here?"
Hermione reached her common room, ten minutes later, (most of them spent arguing with Sir Cadogan that she was the Headgirl.). Malfoy sat on one of the couches flipping through a book, looking almost angelic in the firelight. His hair was no longer gelled back, but instead the blonde locks hung loosely over his eyes, creating an innocent effect. He had one leg crossed over the other, and he was wearing his black track pants, and a semi-tight white t-shirt. He looked up suddenly, just as his sister had, as Hermione dropped her book on the desk.
"What are you doing hear?"
" This is my common room too Malfoy, case you've forgotten."
"I know, Granger, I thought you had a meeting with professor Dumbledore."
"I do, I just thought I'd take a shower first, and I thought you had to be somewhere tonight."
"I was just leaving, and you've already had a shower today, remember?" Malfoy suggested cruelly. Hermione sneered at him, held her head high and stalked off to the bathroom.
Malfoy walked along the corridors, hoping not to run into Pansy. He turned a corner and ran straight into his sister.
" Draco? I've been looking for you! Where have you been?"
" First of all sis, stop giving me the third degree, and second, get off of me!" He snapped. Malycia got up quickly, not daring to test the wrath of her older brother, it was too risky. Draco stood and dusted himself off .
"What do you want, I'm in a hurry."
"Where to?"
"You know very well to where I'm headed." Draco stated annoyed with the hair that kept falling in his eyes.
"Okay, okay. I was at dinner and that Granger girl was staring at me again. You don't think she knows do you?" Draco looked at his sister harshly and said in a hushed voice,
"She might, but I doubt it. I guess we'll just have to find out, won't we?"
"We? Oh no dear brother, she's all yours." Malycia said with a crooked smile. Draco thought for a moment and smiled in the exact evil way his sister had.
"You're right, and I have the perfect plan to get Granger to trust me." The smile on his face growing larger with every word. Malycia laughed harshly before saying,
"Oh, do tell!"
" Cockroach Clusters." Hermione whispered to the Gargoyle statue that opened to reveal a winding set of stairs leading to the Headmasters office. She climbed them and knocked softly on the door, Dumbledore greeted her with a huge smile and showed her, her seat.
"Miss Granger, where's Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked with a slight frown on his face, but almost if he had expected it.
"I'm not sure, all he said was something came up."
"I see. Well not to worry, you can inform him of our meeting. Hermione Halloween is approaching and Hogwarts would like to plan something for the holiday. Whether it be another ball, a masquerade show or anything else you can think of, we need to think fast. I am leaving this up to you and Mr. Malfoy to decide, I'm sure you'll think of something fun. Pleaseinform me of your choices by Monday." Hermione nodded her head and got up to leave.
"Oh and Miss Granger? Please tell Mr. Malfoy to be present at our next meeting." Dumbledore said as he smile and gave Hermine a wave. Hermione headed back to her common room to finish her transfiguration homework.
Harry had begun to worry, now that he had stood by himself waiting for more than twenty minutes. He sat against the wall of one of the stands and closed his eyes, thinking of why she needed to talk to him. No ideas whipped through his mind, which was highly unlikely for Harry. Rain had started falling and Harry was getting up to leave when she walked in. He walked over to her and stood under her black umbrella.
"Thanks for meeting me here Harry."
"No problem, but what took so long? And what is it you need Malycia?"
A/N: FINISHED! Chapter 3 is pretty good if I don't say so myself! And I can because it's my story! JKS. Thanx again to all those who reviewed and keep reviewing! See that little blue button..go click on it! NOW! Ciao! ~MWA~