Chapter 2: Subtle promptings
There were two separate rooms in the Prefect compartment, a sitting room similar to the normal one on the rest of the train, and a dinning room.
The sitting room held four small chairs. One for Griffindor, one for
Hufflepuff, one for Ravenclaw, and one for Slytherin.
The Griffindor chair and the Slytherin chair were both seated together, as both houses held Head Boy and Girl, and the two other houses were seated across the other side of the small room.
The two other Prefects were Aleena Langley from Hufflepuff and Lyle Crawford from Ravenclaw. Hermione introduced herself to both of them, and sat down to read one of her new schoolbooks. Magical Creatures Volume 6.9.
Hermione read for about forty minutes and stopped after Mangledrits, which had no particular use. But as name suggested, it mangled it four tentacle- like arms and it's three clawed feet as it captured its prey.
She was hungry and left the two Prefects to their game of chess, wondering who the Head Boy was and why she hadn't seen him yet.
She saw vaguely, a tuff of blond shiny hair poking above one of the dinning room high-backed benches.
Hermione made her way over there to introduce herself.
Draco spotted Grange as she stepped out of the other room. She'd seen him and was making her way over.
Geez was he lucky or what? Two perfect chances in one day! He stuck his leg out as she came closer. Hermione didn't see the leg and tripped.
Only it didn't go as he'd planned. Instead of falling to the carpeted ground, Hermione twisted at the last moment and landed on Draco's chest instead.
"Oomph!"
Stunned Draco looked down at Hermione and into her eyes. They were so soft! Like the chocolate he used to eat beside the lake outside his home. The ducks mated there in spring.
What the Hell?! Why was he thinking this crap!
Draco shoved Hermione off him and let his upper lip curl while he disgustedly said, "Get off me you clumsy lump."
"Why look who made Head Boy! And he's here without his precious bodyguards." Hermione taunted.
"Looks like he can't get anyone to bow down at his feet. He has to resort to tripping someone up instead!" She picked herself up and turned on her heel, walking back to the sitting room. She ignored the hunger pains fluttering in her stomach.
Slumping in her chair she sighed.
Later all the Prefects were sitting in the dinning room assuaging their hunger.
Professor McGonagall walked in to tell them of their duties. "Lyle, Aleena. You both will be organising the Halloween Feast, and the trip to Hogsmead this year."
She turned her eyes onto Malfoy, then Hermione.
"And you two will be organising the Yule Ball and the End of Year Christmas Feast. I trust you both know how to be civilized."
Malfoy and Hermione looked at each other and gasped in dismay. But they didn't say a word. There wouldn't be a point to disagreeing with Professor McGonagall. They just silently glared at each other.
There were two separate rooms in the Prefect compartment, a sitting room similar to the normal one on the rest of the train, and a dinning room.
The sitting room held four small chairs. One for Griffindor, one for
Hufflepuff, one for Ravenclaw, and one for Slytherin.
The Griffindor chair and the Slytherin chair were both seated together, as both houses held Head Boy and Girl, and the two other houses were seated across the other side of the small room.
The two other Prefects were Aleena Langley from Hufflepuff and Lyle Crawford from Ravenclaw. Hermione introduced herself to both of them, and sat down to read one of her new schoolbooks. Magical Creatures Volume 6.9.
Hermione read for about forty minutes and stopped after Mangledrits, which had no particular use. But as name suggested, it mangled it four tentacle- like arms and it's three clawed feet as it captured its prey.
She was hungry and left the two Prefects to their game of chess, wondering who the Head Boy was and why she hadn't seen him yet.
She saw vaguely, a tuff of blond shiny hair poking above one of the dinning room high-backed benches.
Hermione made her way over there to introduce herself.
Draco spotted Grange as she stepped out of the other room. She'd seen him and was making her way over.
Geez was he lucky or what? Two perfect chances in one day! He stuck his leg out as she came closer. Hermione didn't see the leg and tripped.
Only it didn't go as he'd planned. Instead of falling to the carpeted ground, Hermione twisted at the last moment and landed on Draco's chest instead.
"Oomph!"
Stunned Draco looked down at Hermione and into her eyes. They were so soft! Like the chocolate he used to eat beside the lake outside his home. The ducks mated there in spring.
What the Hell?! Why was he thinking this crap!
Draco shoved Hermione off him and let his upper lip curl while he disgustedly said, "Get off me you clumsy lump."
"Why look who made Head Boy! And he's here without his precious bodyguards." Hermione taunted.
"Looks like he can't get anyone to bow down at his feet. He has to resort to tripping someone up instead!" She picked herself up and turned on her heel, walking back to the sitting room. She ignored the hunger pains fluttering in her stomach.
Slumping in her chair she sighed.
Later all the Prefects were sitting in the dinning room assuaging their hunger.
Professor McGonagall walked in to tell them of their duties. "Lyle, Aleena. You both will be organising the Halloween Feast, and the trip to Hogsmead this year."
She turned her eyes onto Malfoy, then Hermione.
"And you two will be organising the Yule Ball and the End of Year Christmas Feast. I trust you both know how to be civilized."
Malfoy and Hermione looked at each other and gasped in dismay. But they didn't say a word. There wouldn't be a point to disagreeing with Professor McGonagall. They just silently glared at each other.