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A/N: Helloa! How are we all today? Good? Good. Thanks for all your great reviews! (*through teeth* Tab, that was supposed to be a secret!)
Anyhoo, here's the next chapter, only a few days late, sorry!!!
Also, thanks to Ish for helping me create… The Plot!!! Wee! Yes! This fic has an official plot!!!
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Settle Down
[ Chapter two ]
As Draco swept into the great hall – swept, not walked, Malfoys are above and beyond making such humble entrances - he scanned the four vast tables for any familiar faces.
To his surprise, and reflex-induced disgust, he did.
Granger.
Her mass of hair, untied, completely screened her face from view as she sat, engrossed in some book, mug of coffee steaming next to her.
Bloody typical.
And Draco had tried so very hard to be the first to begin studying for the end of year exams. Stupid, interfering, know-it-all Mudblood.
After a moments consideration, he sat down next to her and took a swig of the coffee, all in one swift movement.
"Not bad. Needs a bit of sugar, though." Draco said critically as he calmly replaced the mug.
Granger froze. Well, not so much froze as ceased to read.
She looked up and turned.
"Morning, Granger. Thanks for the coffee."
"Malfoy!" Granger gaped, midway between rage and surprise, shock.
"That's my name, don't wear it out." Draco chirped, irrationally happy (and clichéd) due to the caffeine he'd just consumed. (Draco's happiness, however, may have been brought on by his fiendish love for a good argument.)
Feeling that something needed to be done, Draco proceeded to put his feet on the table. Loudly.
Granger stared at Draco, too shocked for a few seconds to react.
Then, slowly, then gaining speed like a large bovine from an airborne craft, that shock gave way to rage.
"MALFOY! Get your dirty, stinking feet off of MY BOOKS!!" She shrieked, hair seeming to become more bushy and wild in her wrath.
From the word "filthy", all humour left Draco's face.
With eyes the colour of steel, or the sea in a black squall, he whispered
"You're calling me filthy? Reality check, mudblood."
With that he rose, deliberately knocking the coffee cup over as he did so, and stalked off to the Slytherin table.
"Oh, no you don't, Malfoy, you half-baked, pretentious… SCUM!!!"Petrificus Partialus!" Granger shrieked, rage gathering speed and momentum. Like a raging Hippogriff, it would keep on running until it crashed into something.
Draco sighed, and twisted, feet stuck to the floor.
"Fine, play it like that. But I thought you Gryffindors had enough calibre and chivalry at least to challenge their foes to a duel!"
Granger paused.
"Surprising you can pronounce words like chivalry, Malfoy." She retorted.
Draco turned. "Is that the best you can do?" His tone indicated boredom. A handsome achievement, considering how… irked he was at the time.
"Oh, I'm only just warming up."
"Really? That's interesting. Too bad you won't get to finish up! Reducio!"
Instantly, Hermione began to shrink, until a tiny, irate, action – figure sized girl glared up at him.
"You're just lucky my clothes shrank too, Malfoy!" She squeaked.
"I'll get you for this! Change me back! Change me back now!" She stomped a tiny foot.
"Not until you let me go, Granger." Draco smiled. Granger really did look funny, trying to be all angry and intimidating at 6 ½ inches tall.
"Fine!" Granger huffed, muttering the counter-curse. Draco was freed.
"Thanks, Granger." Draco smiled as he walked off.
"MALFOY!" Granger shrieked in her tiny voice.
Draco turned. "You called?"
"CHANGE ME BACK!"
Draco winced. It was interesting that someone with lungs currently so tiny could make that much noise.
"All right, all right. Don't get your robes in a twist…" Draco muttered 'Engorgio', thus returning Hermione to her proper size.
She promptly walked over to him, slapped him hard across the face, and stormed off.
" I love you too, Granger!" He called to her retreating back.
A/N: So, how goes it? Sorry for the delay, and for the shortness of this chapter, also… more soon, I promise! Please review!