Never Say Never
Chapter 3 - The Search Begins
Disclaimer: Yep, your usual story with me owning nothing but the plot!
Hermione's POV
I can't believe that I am doing this. Loitering outside the library entrance waiting for Malfoy like some lovesick schoolgirl hoping to catch a glimpse of her crush. Well, luckily for me that he isn't my crush and that we are going to meet here to discuss our unfortunate new found 'power'. Ugh, I still can't believe that that ferret-faced imbecile can listen to my thoughts whenever he wishes to! That's the most ridiculous thing that I have heard in my whole life.
Tearing my thoughts away from Malfoy, I looked longingly into the library and thought to myself 'oh what the hell, a little peek won't hurt.' I ducked into the library smiling stiffly at Madam Pince the vulture like librarian and quickly walked towards the section, which contained books about strange abilities.
"Hmm, this looks interesting - 'The wacky ways of the wizarding mind'" I muttered to myself before sitting down in a huge comfortable armchair nearby. I looked down at the index and found myself looking straight at what I was hoping to find - 'The Ability to send Thoughts to another person and The Ability to receive Thoughts.'
This was just my lucky day. I quickly scanned the page and the words jumped out at me. 'Usually between two people with no understanding towards each other whatsoever.' Well, that certainly sounds like Malfoy and me.
'But they are able to do whatever they want with their ability i.e. using it for good or bad.' I groaned inwardly thinking about what that stupid prat Malfoy could get up to listening to my private thoughts. I sighed and read on skipping over the next few lines before my eyes landed on a particular line that shocked me immediately.
'These two people will slowly begin to understand each other, as this is why the power was bestowed upon them in the first place. This will either lead to complications or to possibly attraction between the two.' I furiously read the rest of the page and found that it had nothing containing what to do with the power or how to get rid of the connection.
What does it mean by 'possible attraction between the two.'? I wondered to myself scoffing at the image of Malfoy being attracted to me. 'Not in a million years. That'll never happen.'
I sighed miserably and got up to put the book back on its shelf when I slammed into something solid and definitely animate. My nose felt as though it was broken and I gently pushed the 'thing' away from me clutching my nose with my other hand.
"I thought today was supposed to be my lucky day." I mumbled to myself angrily.
"It is, Granger." Replied a familiar drawling voice. I looked up and saw the very person that I was beginning to loathe even more, if that was possible. Draco Malfoy.
"What? You call bumping into you and breaking my nose being my lucky day? Not to mention finding out that you can listen to my thoughts and -" my voice sounded weak and extremely nasally and it was beginning to be hard for me to breathe so I just flopped back sulkily down onto the armchair still holding onto my nose tightly.
"Oh, Granger, so you've broken your nose have you?" he smirked before bending down and handing me a vial of something pale blue, "Drink it, you'll feel better." I looked suspiciously at him and stuck my almost- broken nose in the air.
"I'm not taking anything from you Malfoy." I replied stubbornly.
"Suit yourself." He said lazily before pulling up a stool to sit next to me, and putting the vial back into his pocket. But unfortunately for me a dribble of blood trickled it's way from my nose and onto my black Hogwarts robes.
"Malfoy. Give me the vial." I commanded pinching my nose and sticking my other hand out to get the potion. He smirked his famous smirk at me and handed over the vial. I quickly drank it down and instantly I felt better and my nose even felt half healed.
"What is this stuff?" I asked awed, "And how the hell did you get it?"
"It's a potion called Mendito Serum and it makes the drinker feel better after drinking it but it doesn't exactly heal stuff, so that's the down side of it, but it makes them feel well for a long period of time and as to how I got it, it's from Moste Potente Potions which I have at home." He was still smirking as he said this but I couldn't help but think 'He really does have everything.'
'That's right Mudblood.' He replied silently and I rolled my eyes remembering why I was sitting here with my archenemy.
"So, Malfoy, why did you ask me to meet you here?" I asked nonchalantly.
"What do you think Mudblood. Obviously to talk about how we can listen to each other's thoughts." He drawled.
"Well, alright then. I was just reading this book and it doesn't say anything about how to break the connection or how to harness the power because as you can see, we can't always listen to each other's thoughts, just sometimes." I handed the book to him and he flicked through the pages studiously looking for the page, I said helpfully to him, "It's on page 94."
"Oh." He said gratefully, "Thanks."
'Well well, the brat actually has manners. How amazing.'
"Yes I do have manners, Granger. Is it that intriguing? I wasn't brought up by the strictest parents in the wizarding world for nothing." He said distractedly. Ugh. He really can listen to my thoughts. Then another thought struck me. I grinned evilly to myself.
"Malfoy?" I asked sweetly, his face snapped up and a look of confusion seemed to flicker across his slightly flushed face but it faded before I could properly identify what it was.
"Yes?"
"Has it ever occurred to you that I can listen to your thoughts as well?" I said mock innocently. He looked confused again and when his brain clicked into gear he looked violently at me.
"Don't you dare try anything Mudblood." He said menacingly.
"As long as you don't try anything yourself Malfoy." I replied calmly.
"Deal." He continued reading on in silence and after awhile I got up to leave the library.
"Where are you going Granger?" he asked quietly.
"Where do you think?! The Hospital Wing of course." I replied with a matter of fact tone to my voice.
"Oh. Well, have fun then." He said civilly. 'Gee, what does he think I am? A little girl?' I thought disgustedly to myself before strolling briskly out of the dark area of bookshelves.
"I heard that!" shouted Malfoy looking daggers at me whilst earning himself a disapproving glare from Madam Pince. I winked at him and left the library with new spring in my step.
Draco's POV
That Mudblood really gets on my nerves sometimes, acting like she knows it all. Well, I guess she does know it all with her head in a book at all times. I admitted to myself grudgingly. I stared at her retreating figure and fought back the urge to stick my tongue out at her. Instead I continued to read about this strange new ability that I shared with Granger.
'Usually between two people with no understanding towards each other whatsoever.' That sounds about right, at least this book wasn't spouting rubbish.
'But they are able to do whatever they want with their ability i.e. using it for good or bad.' A broad grin spread over my face and my quick mind was already starting to plan a wonderful way to warp Granger's brain. But then I remembered that I had a deal with her as well as a truce. Damn, why does everything have to have limits on it?!
'These two people will slowly begin to understand each other, as this is why the power was bestowed upon them in the first place.' Now that got my attention there. I will understand Granger and she will understand me?! Ha. Maybe this book isn't as good as I thought it was. That was just impossible. Me, Draco Malfoy the Pureblood of the year, understand Hermione Granger girl/friend of Saint Potter and definitely the most despicable Mudblood of the year, no century. The very idea was laughable. But the next line surprised me even more.
'This will either lead to complications or to possibly attraction between the two.' What?! Attraction between me and her?! Argh! I slammed the book down on the table making it wobble dangerously and I fumed for a whole five minutes before I came back to my senses again.
For every thing that happens, there has to be a reason and for every thing that has been invented, there has to be a reverse action. That phrase had been drummed into my head since I was a five year old when I didn't even know what it meant. So I set my mind to finding the reverse action to this horrible power, I had to get rid of it before it got rid of me.
God, what would Lucius say when he found out about this?! A possible attraction to a Mudblood? He would scream and shout at me saying things like 'How preposterous!' and 'You are a disgrace to the Malfoy family!' and even worse 'I do not want you as a son.' No, I could not let that happen. I could not afford to be disowned by Lucius, I admired my own father too much to let him down. 'But why though?' That annoying little thought flitted into my head, making me doubt my actions for once. 'Why do you admire him so much?' Oh, it was just Granger listening in on me. I could deal with her.
'Fuck off Granger if you want to leave Hogwarts at the end of the year alive.'
'No, I will not 'fuck off' I want to know why you admire your father so much.'
'Mudblood, I'm warning you, if you don't stop listening right now you will wish that you were never born.'
'It's not my fault. I can't help listening to your thoughts! Besides, I'm curious as to why you want to be a Death Eater.'
'I never said I wanted to be a Death Eater. Anyway, it's none of your business.'
'Yes but your father is a Death Eater. Doesn't that mean you want to be one yourself?'
'No. I will never bow down to someone else and fawn all over them. I want to be powerful and wealthy and respected and everything else that my father is.'
'Well, that's simple. You don't have to be like your father and be on the dark side you know. You can be powerful, wealthy and respected as a normal wizard.'
'Oh just go away Granger. You're making me sick.'
I lay my head down on the table trying to block out what she was going to say in response to what I just said. It was true. She was making me sick and tired in listening to her and her rational reasoning. She doesn't have the ability to change me anyway.
Then I listened carefully to see if she was going to respond to what I said and then I sighed in relief when I realized that she couldn't listen anymore. Ah, bliss. And with that I feverishly set to work on finding a cure for this unfortunate power.
haha^^, hope that you guys liked this chapter, personally, I thought that it wasn't that good because obviously there's no fluff yet. But, in my opinion, I like it when Draco and Hermione are both in character not so, mushy, so bear with me as I slowly let the romance progress ok? Thanks =)
psychohart
Chapter 3 - The Search Begins
Disclaimer: Yep, your usual story with me owning nothing but the plot!
Hermione's POV
I can't believe that I am doing this. Loitering outside the library entrance waiting for Malfoy like some lovesick schoolgirl hoping to catch a glimpse of her crush. Well, luckily for me that he isn't my crush and that we are going to meet here to discuss our unfortunate new found 'power'. Ugh, I still can't believe that that ferret-faced imbecile can listen to my thoughts whenever he wishes to! That's the most ridiculous thing that I have heard in my whole life.
Tearing my thoughts away from Malfoy, I looked longingly into the library and thought to myself 'oh what the hell, a little peek won't hurt.' I ducked into the library smiling stiffly at Madam Pince the vulture like librarian and quickly walked towards the section, which contained books about strange abilities.
"Hmm, this looks interesting - 'The wacky ways of the wizarding mind'" I muttered to myself before sitting down in a huge comfortable armchair nearby. I looked down at the index and found myself looking straight at what I was hoping to find - 'The Ability to send Thoughts to another person and The Ability to receive Thoughts.'
This was just my lucky day. I quickly scanned the page and the words jumped out at me. 'Usually between two people with no understanding towards each other whatsoever.' Well, that certainly sounds like Malfoy and me.
'But they are able to do whatever they want with their ability i.e. using it for good or bad.' I groaned inwardly thinking about what that stupid prat Malfoy could get up to listening to my private thoughts. I sighed and read on skipping over the next few lines before my eyes landed on a particular line that shocked me immediately.
'These two people will slowly begin to understand each other, as this is why the power was bestowed upon them in the first place. This will either lead to complications or to possibly attraction between the two.' I furiously read the rest of the page and found that it had nothing containing what to do with the power or how to get rid of the connection.
What does it mean by 'possible attraction between the two.'? I wondered to myself scoffing at the image of Malfoy being attracted to me. 'Not in a million years. That'll never happen.'
I sighed miserably and got up to put the book back on its shelf when I slammed into something solid and definitely animate. My nose felt as though it was broken and I gently pushed the 'thing' away from me clutching my nose with my other hand.
"I thought today was supposed to be my lucky day." I mumbled to myself angrily.
"It is, Granger." Replied a familiar drawling voice. I looked up and saw the very person that I was beginning to loathe even more, if that was possible. Draco Malfoy.
"What? You call bumping into you and breaking my nose being my lucky day? Not to mention finding out that you can listen to my thoughts and -" my voice sounded weak and extremely nasally and it was beginning to be hard for me to breathe so I just flopped back sulkily down onto the armchair still holding onto my nose tightly.
"Oh, Granger, so you've broken your nose have you?" he smirked before bending down and handing me a vial of something pale blue, "Drink it, you'll feel better." I looked suspiciously at him and stuck my almost- broken nose in the air.
"I'm not taking anything from you Malfoy." I replied stubbornly.
"Suit yourself." He said lazily before pulling up a stool to sit next to me, and putting the vial back into his pocket. But unfortunately for me a dribble of blood trickled it's way from my nose and onto my black Hogwarts robes.
"Malfoy. Give me the vial." I commanded pinching my nose and sticking my other hand out to get the potion. He smirked his famous smirk at me and handed over the vial. I quickly drank it down and instantly I felt better and my nose even felt half healed.
"What is this stuff?" I asked awed, "And how the hell did you get it?"
"It's a potion called Mendito Serum and it makes the drinker feel better after drinking it but it doesn't exactly heal stuff, so that's the down side of it, but it makes them feel well for a long period of time and as to how I got it, it's from Moste Potente Potions which I have at home." He was still smirking as he said this but I couldn't help but think 'He really does have everything.'
'That's right Mudblood.' He replied silently and I rolled my eyes remembering why I was sitting here with my archenemy.
"So, Malfoy, why did you ask me to meet you here?" I asked nonchalantly.
"What do you think Mudblood. Obviously to talk about how we can listen to each other's thoughts." He drawled.
"Well, alright then. I was just reading this book and it doesn't say anything about how to break the connection or how to harness the power because as you can see, we can't always listen to each other's thoughts, just sometimes." I handed the book to him and he flicked through the pages studiously looking for the page, I said helpfully to him, "It's on page 94."
"Oh." He said gratefully, "Thanks."
'Well well, the brat actually has manners. How amazing.'
"Yes I do have manners, Granger. Is it that intriguing? I wasn't brought up by the strictest parents in the wizarding world for nothing." He said distractedly. Ugh. He really can listen to my thoughts. Then another thought struck me. I grinned evilly to myself.
"Malfoy?" I asked sweetly, his face snapped up and a look of confusion seemed to flicker across his slightly flushed face but it faded before I could properly identify what it was.
"Yes?"
"Has it ever occurred to you that I can listen to your thoughts as well?" I said mock innocently. He looked confused again and when his brain clicked into gear he looked violently at me.
"Don't you dare try anything Mudblood." He said menacingly.
"As long as you don't try anything yourself Malfoy." I replied calmly.
"Deal." He continued reading on in silence and after awhile I got up to leave the library.
"Where are you going Granger?" he asked quietly.
"Where do you think?! The Hospital Wing of course." I replied with a matter of fact tone to my voice.
"Oh. Well, have fun then." He said civilly. 'Gee, what does he think I am? A little girl?' I thought disgustedly to myself before strolling briskly out of the dark area of bookshelves.
"I heard that!" shouted Malfoy looking daggers at me whilst earning himself a disapproving glare from Madam Pince. I winked at him and left the library with new spring in my step.
Draco's POV
That Mudblood really gets on my nerves sometimes, acting like she knows it all. Well, I guess she does know it all with her head in a book at all times. I admitted to myself grudgingly. I stared at her retreating figure and fought back the urge to stick my tongue out at her. Instead I continued to read about this strange new ability that I shared with Granger.
'Usually between two people with no understanding towards each other whatsoever.' That sounds about right, at least this book wasn't spouting rubbish.
'But they are able to do whatever they want with their ability i.e. using it for good or bad.' A broad grin spread over my face and my quick mind was already starting to plan a wonderful way to warp Granger's brain. But then I remembered that I had a deal with her as well as a truce. Damn, why does everything have to have limits on it?!
'These two people will slowly begin to understand each other, as this is why the power was bestowed upon them in the first place.' Now that got my attention there. I will understand Granger and she will understand me?! Ha. Maybe this book isn't as good as I thought it was. That was just impossible. Me, Draco Malfoy the Pureblood of the year, understand Hermione Granger girl/friend of Saint Potter and definitely the most despicable Mudblood of the year, no century. The very idea was laughable. But the next line surprised me even more.
'This will either lead to complications or to possibly attraction between the two.' What?! Attraction between me and her?! Argh! I slammed the book down on the table making it wobble dangerously and I fumed for a whole five minutes before I came back to my senses again.
For every thing that happens, there has to be a reason and for every thing that has been invented, there has to be a reverse action. That phrase had been drummed into my head since I was a five year old when I didn't even know what it meant. So I set my mind to finding the reverse action to this horrible power, I had to get rid of it before it got rid of me.
God, what would Lucius say when he found out about this?! A possible attraction to a Mudblood? He would scream and shout at me saying things like 'How preposterous!' and 'You are a disgrace to the Malfoy family!' and even worse 'I do not want you as a son.' No, I could not let that happen. I could not afford to be disowned by Lucius, I admired my own father too much to let him down. 'But why though?' That annoying little thought flitted into my head, making me doubt my actions for once. 'Why do you admire him so much?' Oh, it was just Granger listening in on me. I could deal with her.
'Fuck off Granger if you want to leave Hogwarts at the end of the year alive.'
'No, I will not 'fuck off' I want to know why you admire your father so much.'
'Mudblood, I'm warning you, if you don't stop listening right now you will wish that you were never born.'
'It's not my fault. I can't help listening to your thoughts! Besides, I'm curious as to why you want to be a Death Eater.'
'I never said I wanted to be a Death Eater. Anyway, it's none of your business.'
'Yes but your father is a Death Eater. Doesn't that mean you want to be one yourself?'
'No. I will never bow down to someone else and fawn all over them. I want to be powerful and wealthy and respected and everything else that my father is.'
'Well, that's simple. You don't have to be like your father and be on the dark side you know. You can be powerful, wealthy and respected as a normal wizard.'
'Oh just go away Granger. You're making me sick.'
I lay my head down on the table trying to block out what she was going to say in response to what I just said. It was true. She was making me sick and tired in listening to her and her rational reasoning. She doesn't have the ability to change me anyway.
Then I listened carefully to see if she was going to respond to what I said and then I sighed in relief when I realized that she couldn't listen anymore. Ah, bliss. And with that I feverishly set to work on finding a cure for this unfortunate power.
haha^^, hope that you guys liked this chapter, personally, I thought that it wasn't that good because obviously there's no fluff yet. But, in my opinion, I like it when Draco and Hermione are both in character not so, mushy, so bear with me as I slowly let the romance progress ok? Thanks =)
psychohart