~A/N~ HEY! so it's been a while since I've written any FanFic, I've been
trying to concentrate on my schoolwork and my original writing. I've got a
couple published, and if you want to check them out they are at
fictionpress.com and my penname is: I'm No SoFt BaTcH. OK! So this is my
first Draco/Hermione fic, which is crazy since that's mostly all I read
lately. Alrighty so just read, review, and ROCK ON! Cuz writing, like rock,
is all about the passion!
Summary: Set in 6th year, near the end of the year. Hermione's attitude has changed from 'goody-goody' to 'hey-screw-the-world-goody-goody'. Malfoy is a little less confrontational but still has to keep up appearances. Although deep down, we all know he's a softy who loves the muggles and mudbloods too!
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Hermione, Harry, and Ron were all sitting in Potions class. It had been ass-numbingly dull. Even Hermione had drifted off a bit, which was a rare occurrence. Professor Snape had been in a right state when he had descended into the dungeons that afternoon. He was nervous and jumpy. He told the students to simply read over and copy the notes that he had made appear on the chalkboard. Any talking or note writing would receive the perpetrator a weeks worth of detentions and a deduction of 30 points from their house. Hermione had long since finished the notes but since Snape was watching their every move, she decided to be a good girl (as usual) and just sit quietly. She drifted in and out of consciousness, letting her eyes stare off into space.
At one point, her eyes accidentally came to rest on a blonde head. He had sensed her staring, and turned around to flick her off. Hermione came to as she saw Draco Malfoy make this obscene gesture at her. She mouthed a simple 'fuck you' in return which, unfortunately, the potions master saw.
"Miss Granger! I will have no such obscenities in my classroom. 15 points from Gryffindor." Hermione breathed in relief that he hadn't assigned her the detentions. Draco however, sneered happily. She rolled her eyes and began to scribble on her notebook. She drew a lion, looking very gallant and brave, and then she drew a snake that appeared to have its head cut off. Harry leaned over to get a better look and gave her a discreet thumbs up.
This was one of Hermione's many talents. She could draw very well. She had a talent in any kind of art, painting, sculpture, and of course drawing. But her favorite art form wasn't graphic, what she loved most was writing. Poetry mostly, or sad vignettes. No one knew this of course, she wouldn't dare let anyone see her writing. She showcased her drawing. She told herself that was sufficient.
Suddenly the bell rang, bringing everyone out of their dazed stupor. Hermione gathered her things, shoving them hastily into her book bag, and made to leave the classroom. Classes were finally over for the day, and the week, and she was ready to relax and take a nice long bubble-bath. She strode down the long hallway and up a flight of stairs. She hadn't bothered to wait for Ron and Harry. Every Friday they went straight to the quidditch fields to practice after classes. She was lost in thought, thinking about stupid things really. What homework she had, what she was going to do this weekend, that type of thing. Clumsily, she forgot to hop the step in the staircase that always caved in. She fell through, her foot landing dead in the middle of the now broken wood. She groaned in distaste and tried unsuccessfully to get her foot free. Luckily there hadn't been anyone around to see, but now she rather wished there had because she could really use some help. She set her bag down and yanked at her leg. This only caused more pain for her, and she was sure she had about a million splinters.
"URGH! Stupid step. Stupid bag. Stupid leg! COME OUT! Damn you!" She screamed downwards toward her submerged foot.
"Need a little help there?" A slick voice said from the bottom of the steps. Malfoy was standing there, a smug look on his face.
"No, really I'm fine. I just can't move my leg for the rest of my life. Oh yea I'm just spiffy!" She spat. She really didn't want to be bothered right now. Draco stared at her intently and turned to walk away. "WAIT!" She screamed. He stopped in his tracks and slowly spun around.
"I thought so. You know, you really should learn to get around this step Granger." He said as he stood 1 step below her. He reached to hold her under her arms and pulled her out. "There ya go, just dandy. Now if you'll excuse me, I must go wash my hands now."
"Ah, fuck you! I don't know where you get off." She slung her bag over her shoulder and began to make her way up the stairs.
"Excuse me? I just helped your mudblood ass, and you want to insult me?"
"FINE! Thank you for helping me. What a daring rescue it was. What do you want, a friggin medal?" She screamed.
"I'd rather a TROPHY!" He screamed sarcastically. He stared at her, stony- faced. She grinned slightly.
"You're being facetious! Man you are good at that solemn face thing. Whenever I say stuff like that I kinda giggle a little or something, but you were just like- DAY-UM!" She laughed, but then as she realized she was the only one laughing she stopped. Malfoy was looking at her crookedly, wondering whether to assume she was on drugs or whether to assume she hadn't slept a lot the night before. "OK, humor... not one of your strong points."
"Apparently not YOUR kind of humor..." He shook his head and slowly walked away. Hermione chuckled and continued up to Gryffindor tower. That had been an interesting conversation...
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When Hermione entered Gryffindor tower, she was met unpleasantly by the sight of Dean and Lavender making out on one of the couches. She groaned.
"Get a ROOM will you? Come on, people have to sit there!" They broke apart, faces twinged with pink. She shook her head and just continued upstairs. When she was safely out of sight, the couple began to couple once again.
She reached her room finally and opened the door to see yet another couple making out on one of the beds in the dormitory. She nearly screamed.
"What the hell is going on today? Is it like 'International Lets Screw Day' or something? Did I miss the memo? Because frankly, if everyone else is getting some, why shouldn't I right?" Ron's mouth hung open and with Hermione's shooing he left. Parvati looked scornfully in Hermiones' direction, but with a single withering stare she too got up and left the dorm.
'Alone at last.' She thought. She dozed off for a while and awoke near 5:30 feeling slightly refreshed. Just a little cat nap was all she needed. She stretched her arms and legs and began to go downstairs. No one was in the common room... this was only slightly suspicious... She looked around. No one. There wasn't anyone in her room either. Where was everyone? She looked out the window. The grounds were empty as well. This was puzzling. She left the common room in a hurry and headed towards the Great Hall. Surely there would be people there. But alas, empty. Her last hope was the library. She opened the large doors and peered inside. It all looked quiet. She looked down several aisles. Finally she spotted someone. They were wearing a red beanie and had headphones on. Electronic equipment? What was going on???
She slowly walked up behind the person and tapped them on the shoulder. They jumped and stood up, facing her. Malfoy?
"How the hell did you get here Granger?" She looked at him, perplexed as to how he could be confused by this.
"Umm, this is the library. I come here quite often..." She replied.
"No I mean, HERE, now. This has never happened before." He was backing away from her, apparently scared of her.
"Malfoy, have you lost your marbles?"
"I dunno, have I?"
"I'm confused." She said.
"Me too." His eyes were wide, and he wrenched the beanie off his head.
"How do you get that CD player to work?"
"I'm not sure. I can have anything I want in here."
"What are you talking about? I tried my CD player here once and it got fried. And why are you wearing those close? And how do you know about Good Charlotte?"
"What is this, twenty questions?"
"No. And if I'm correct, that was only four questions. Get it right smarty pants."
"Is there anyone else with you?" He asked suspiciously.
"Uhm, no. Actually I couldn't find anyone else, the whole place is like, deserted."
"Good. That's how it is supposed to be. By any chance do you know what time it is?" She looked at her watch. 5:34. The same time it had been when she woke up...
"My watch says 5:34... but that's not right, that's when I woke up."
"We better get back then. Dinner starts soon." He grabbed her hand and pulled her in tow. They made their way to the Slytherin common room where she saw Draco Malfoy lying on the couch in his Hogwarts uniform. She looked from one to the other.
"I can't explain it all now OK Hermione, we don't have time. Someone is going to wake me up soon. So when I say the spell you just say your name. Say Hermione Granger, and close your eyes real tight. If you want to know what this all is, then meet me tonight. And don't tell anyone. Please." He was begging her in that last statement. He mumbled a spell and a deep blue color filled the air.
"Now!" He yelled.
"Hermione Granger." She stated firmly. She shut her eyes and balled up her fists. When she opened them up again, she had landed on her bed, feeling as if she had just fallen. She shook her head and looked at her clock. 5:35. How odd indeed...
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~A/N~ OK! there's chapter 1 for ya! hope ya liked. Its kinda weird I know, but it will all get explained! *AmSam Malfoy
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Summary: Set in 6th year, near the end of the year. Hermione's attitude has changed from 'goody-goody' to 'hey-screw-the-world-goody-goody'. Malfoy is a little less confrontational but still has to keep up appearances. Although deep down, we all know he's a softy who loves the muggles and mudbloods too!
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Hermione, Harry, and Ron were all sitting in Potions class. It had been ass-numbingly dull. Even Hermione had drifted off a bit, which was a rare occurrence. Professor Snape had been in a right state when he had descended into the dungeons that afternoon. He was nervous and jumpy. He told the students to simply read over and copy the notes that he had made appear on the chalkboard. Any talking or note writing would receive the perpetrator a weeks worth of detentions and a deduction of 30 points from their house. Hermione had long since finished the notes but since Snape was watching their every move, she decided to be a good girl (as usual) and just sit quietly. She drifted in and out of consciousness, letting her eyes stare off into space.
At one point, her eyes accidentally came to rest on a blonde head. He had sensed her staring, and turned around to flick her off. Hermione came to as she saw Draco Malfoy make this obscene gesture at her. She mouthed a simple 'fuck you' in return which, unfortunately, the potions master saw.
"Miss Granger! I will have no such obscenities in my classroom. 15 points from Gryffindor." Hermione breathed in relief that he hadn't assigned her the detentions. Draco however, sneered happily. She rolled her eyes and began to scribble on her notebook. She drew a lion, looking very gallant and brave, and then she drew a snake that appeared to have its head cut off. Harry leaned over to get a better look and gave her a discreet thumbs up.
This was one of Hermione's many talents. She could draw very well. She had a talent in any kind of art, painting, sculpture, and of course drawing. But her favorite art form wasn't graphic, what she loved most was writing. Poetry mostly, or sad vignettes. No one knew this of course, she wouldn't dare let anyone see her writing. She showcased her drawing. She told herself that was sufficient.
Suddenly the bell rang, bringing everyone out of their dazed stupor. Hermione gathered her things, shoving them hastily into her book bag, and made to leave the classroom. Classes were finally over for the day, and the week, and she was ready to relax and take a nice long bubble-bath. She strode down the long hallway and up a flight of stairs. She hadn't bothered to wait for Ron and Harry. Every Friday they went straight to the quidditch fields to practice after classes. She was lost in thought, thinking about stupid things really. What homework she had, what she was going to do this weekend, that type of thing. Clumsily, she forgot to hop the step in the staircase that always caved in. She fell through, her foot landing dead in the middle of the now broken wood. She groaned in distaste and tried unsuccessfully to get her foot free. Luckily there hadn't been anyone around to see, but now she rather wished there had because she could really use some help. She set her bag down and yanked at her leg. This only caused more pain for her, and she was sure she had about a million splinters.
"URGH! Stupid step. Stupid bag. Stupid leg! COME OUT! Damn you!" She screamed downwards toward her submerged foot.
"Need a little help there?" A slick voice said from the bottom of the steps. Malfoy was standing there, a smug look on his face.
"No, really I'm fine. I just can't move my leg for the rest of my life. Oh yea I'm just spiffy!" She spat. She really didn't want to be bothered right now. Draco stared at her intently and turned to walk away. "WAIT!" She screamed. He stopped in his tracks and slowly spun around.
"I thought so. You know, you really should learn to get around this step Granger." He said as he stood 1 step below her. He reached to hold her under her arms and pulled her out. "There ya go, just dandy. Now if you'll excuse me, I must go wash my hands now."
"Ah, fuck you! I don't know where you get off." She slung her bag over her shoulder and began to make her way up the stairs.
"Excuse me? I just helped your mudblood ass, and you want to insult me?"
"FINE! Thank you for helping me. What a daring rescue it was. What do you want, a friggin medal?" She screamed.
"I'd rather a TROPHY!" He screamed sarcastically. He stared at her, stony- faced. She grinned slightly.
"You're being facetious! Man you are good at that solemn face thing. Whenever I say stuff like that I kinda giggle a little or something, but you were just like- DAY-UM!" She laughed, but then as she realized she was the only one laughing she stopped. Malfoy was looking at her crookedly, wondering whether to assume she was on drugs or whether to assume she hadn't slept a lot the night before. "OK, humor... not one of your strong points."
"Apparently not YOUR kind of humor..." He shook his head and slowly walked away. Hermione chuckled and continued up to Gryffindor tower. That had been an interesting conversation...
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When Hermione entered Gryffindor tower, she was met unpleasantly by the sight of Dean and Lavender making out on one of the couches. She groaned.
"Get a ROOM will you? Come on, people have to sit there!" They broke apart, faces twinged with pink. She shook her head and just continued upstairs. When she was safely out of sight, the couple began to couple once again.
She reached her room finally and opened the door to see yet another couple making out on one of the beds in the dormitory. She nearly screamed.
"What the hell is going on today? Is it like 'International Lets Screw Day' or something? Did I miss the memo? Because frankly, if everyone else is getting some, why shouldn't I right?" Ron's mouth hung open and with Hermione's shooing he left. Parvati looked scornfully in Hermiones' direction, but with a single withering stare she too got up and left the dorm.
'Alone at last.' She thought. She dozed off for a while and awoke near 5:30 feeling slightly refreshed. Just a little cat nap was all she needed. She stretched her arms and legs and began to go downstairs. No one was in the common room... this was only slightly suspicious... She looked around. No one. There wasn't anyone in her room either. Where was everyone? She looked out the window. The grounds were empty as well. This was puzzling. She left the common room in a hurry and headed towards the Great Hall. Surely there would be people there. But alas, empty. Her last hope was the library. She opened the large doors and peered inside. It all looked quiet. She looked down several aisles. Finally she spotted someone. They were wearing a red beanie and had headphones on. Electronic equipment? What was going on???
She slowly walked up behind the person and tapped them on the shoulder. They jumped and stood up, facing her. Malfoy?
"How the hell did you get here Granger?" She looked at him, perplexed as to how he could be confused by this.
"Umm, this is the library. I come here quite often..." She replied.
"No I mean, HERE, now. This has never happened before." He was backing away from her, apparently scared of her.
"Malfoy, have you lost your marbles?"
"I dunno, have I?"
"I'm confused." She said.
"Me too." His eyes were wide, and he wrenched the beanie off his head.
"How do you get that CD player to work?"
"I'm not sure. I can have anything I want in here."
"What are you talking about? I tried my CD player here once and it got fried. And why are you wearing those close? And how do you know about Good Charlotte?"
"What is this, twenty questions?"
"No. And if I'm correct, that was only four questions. Get it right smarty pants."
"Is there anyone else with you?" He asked suspiciously.
"Uhm, no. Actually I couldn't find anyone else, the whole place is like, deserted."
"Good. That's how it is supposed to be. By any chance do you know what time it is?" She looked at her watch. 5:34. The same time it had been when she woke up...
"My watch says 5:34... but that's not right, that's when I woke up."
"We better get back then. Dinner starts soon." He grabbed her hand and pulled her in tow. They made their way to the Slytherin common room where she saw Draco Malfoy lying on the couch in his Hogwarts uniform. She looked from one to the other.
"I can't explain it all now OK Hermione, we don't have time. Someone is going to wake me up soon. So when I say the spell you just say your name. Say Hermione Granger, and close your eyes real tight. If you want to know what this all is, then meet me tonight. And don't tell anyone. Please." He was begging her in that last statement. He mumbled a spell and a deep blue color filled the air.
"Now!" He yelled.
"Hermione Granger." She stated firmly. She shut her eyes and balled up her fists. When she opened them up again, she had landed on her bed, feeling as if she had just fallen. She shook her head and looked at her clock. 5:35. How odd indeed...
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~A/N~ OK! there's chapter 1 for ya! hope ya liked. Its kinda weird I know, but it will all get explained! *AmSam Malfoy
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