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AN: I'm sorry if I copied your ides, if I did, please email me. I will update with 5 reviews, flames are okay. Please Review!!!!
Prologue:
"You're stupid, Granger," Malfoy said in his usual s-l-o-w drawl.
"Oh yeah?! Then how come I get better grades then you?" Hermione said hotly.
"What do you mean, Mudblood?" Hermoine bristled. "I say we make a bet."
"On what?" Hermoine asked.
"Let's say if, in a month, I have better grades then you, then you will be my slave for a month."
"And if I win..."
"Then I will be your salve for a month. Start studying, Granger."
One Month later
In the Great Hall "Well, Malfoy, what did you get?" Hermione asked slyly.
"Here," he handed her his report.
Draco Malfoy
Astronomy . . . . . . . . . . . Acceptable/Average
Potions . . . . . . . . . . . . .Outstanding
Defense Against the Dark Arts . . Exceeds Expectations
Transfiguration . . . . . . . . . Poor
Charms . . . . . . . . . . . . .Exceeds Expectations
Care of Magical Creatures . . . . Poor
Herbology . . . . . . . . . . . .Exceeds Expectations
History of Magic . . . . . . . . .Acceptable/Average
Ancient Runes . . . . . . . . . Exceeds Expectations
"How about you?"
Hermione Granger
Astronomy . . . . . . . . . . . . .Outstanding
Potions . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Acceptable/Average
Defense Against the Dark Arts . . Outstanding
Transfiguration . . . . . . . . . Outstanding
Charms . . . . . . . . . . . . .Outstanding
Care of Magical Creatures . . . . Outstanding
Herbology . . . . . . . . . . . .Outstanding
History of Magic . . . . . . . . .Outstanding
History of Magic . . . . . . . . .Outstanding
Ancient Runes . . . . . . . . . Outstanding
Arithmancy . . . . . . . . . . . Outstanding
"Well then Malfoy, it looks like you're going to be my slave for a month."
* * *
Professor McGonagall's office
". and so, Professor, Malfoy needs to live with me for a month so he can be my slave," Hermione finished, a surly Draco sitting beside her.
Professor McGonagall sighed. "Very well then, Ms. Granger. I'll arrange something."
* * *
Late Friday afternoon, Potions
"Professor Snape, I need to borrow Granger and Malfoy. Bring your things," Professor McGonagall said, then hurried out of the room.
Hermione and Draco followed. McGonagall led them into a small tower, one that they had never seen before. Seated on a little stand was the daintiest fairy imaginable. She wore a floaty, pale pink dress and had dusty lavender wings. Her pale blond hair hung freely around her round face, setting off her deep, lilac eyes.
"Wow," Hermione whispered to herself.
"This," Professor McGonagall announced, "is Lila. Lila will be your door. Now go and get your stuff. Your password is fairy wings."
Twenty minutes later, Hermione carried her stuff to the tower. "Fairy wings," she said to Lila, and gasped as she walked into the room. The room was almost totally bare, as if someone had built the room and forgotten it. The only non-white part of the room was writing on the wall. It said:
Ms. Granger, it is up to you to decide the room's interior. Whatever you say will be done.
"Hmmmm," thought Hermione. "This is very interesting."
* * *
10 minutes later
Draco walked into the room, and was astonished. The walls were a deep red, with a gold stripe at the top. There was a roaring fireplace on one wall, and surrounding it were plush, red couches and armchairs.
"How dare they!" he fumed. "They made it a Gryffindor room, and I'm Slytherin!"
Just then Hermione walked in. "Do you like it?" she asked. "I designed it. Come and see the rest of our quarters."
The bathroom and bedroom were both very Gryffindor-ish.
"Well now, Malfoy, aren't you glad you bet me?" Hermione asked sweetly. "Remember, your duties start tomorrow."
AN: I'm sorry if I copied your ides, if I did, please email me. I will update with 5 reviews, flames are okay. Please Review!!!!
Prologue:
"You're stupid, Granger," Malfoy said in his usual s-l-o-w drawl.
"Oh yeah?! Then how come I get better grades then you?" Hermione said hotly.
"What do you mean, Mudblood?" Hermoine bristled. "I say we make a bet."
"On what?" Hermoine asked.
"Let's say if, in a month, I have better grades then you, then you will be my slave for a month."
"And if I win..."
"Then I will be your salve for a month. Start studying, Granger."
One Month later
In the Great Hall "Well, Malfoy, what did you get?" Hermione asked slyly.
"Here," he handed her his report.
Draco Malfoy
Astronomy . . . . . . . . . . . Acceptable/Average
Potions . . . . . . . . . . . . .Outstanding
Defense Against the Dark Arts . . Exceeds Expectations
Transfiguration . . . . . . . . . Poor
Charms . . . . . . . . . . . . .Exceeds Expectations
Care of Magical Creatures . . . . Poor
Herbology . . . . . . . . . . . .Exceeds Expectations
History of Magic . . . . . . . . .Acceptable/Average
Ancient Runes . . . . . . . . . Exceeds Expectations
"How about you?"
Hermione Granger
Astronomy . . . . . . . . . . . . .Outstanding
Potions . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Acceptable/Average
Defense Against the Dark Arts . . Outstanding
Transfiguration . . . . . . . . . Outstanding
Charms . . . . . . . . . . . . .Outstanding
Care of Magical Creatures . . . . Outstanding
Herbology . . . . . . . . . . . .Outstanding
History of Magic . . . . . . . . .Outstanding
History of Magic . . . . . . . . .Outstanding
Ancient Runes . . . . . . . . . Outstanding
Arithmancy . . . . . . . . . . . Outstanding
"Well then Malfoy, it looks like you're going to be my slave for a month."
* * *
Professor McGonagall's office
". and so, Professor, Malfoy needs to live with me for a month so he can be my slave," Hermione finished, a surly Draco sitting beside her.
Professor McGonagall sighed. "Very well then, Ms. Granger. I'll arrange something."
* * *
Late Friday afternoon, Potions
"Professor Snape, I need to borrow Granger and Malfoy. Bring your things," Professor McGonagall said, then hurried out of the room.
Hermione and Draco followed. McGonagall led them into a small tower, one that they had never seen before. Seated on a little stand was the daintiest fairy imaginable. She wore a floaty, pale pink dress and had dusty lavender wings. Her pale blond hair hung freely around her round face, setting off her deep, lilac eyes.
"Wow," Hermione whispered to herself.
"This," Professor McGonagall announced, "is Lila. Lila will be your door. Now go and get your stuff. Your password is fairy wings."
Twenty minutes later, Hermione carried her stuff to the tower. "Fairy wings," she said to Lila, and gasped as she walked into the room. The room was almost totally bare, as if someone had built the room and forgotten it. The only non-white part of the room was writing on the wall. It said:
Ms. Granger, it is up to you to decide the room's interior. Whatever you say will be done.
"Hmmmm," thought Hermione. "This is very interesting."
* * *
10 minutes later
Draco walked into the room, and was astonished. The walls were a deep red, with a gold stripe at the top. There was a roaring fireplace on one wall, and surrounding it were plush, red couches and armchairs.
"How dare they!" he fumed. "They made it a Gryffindor room, and I'm Slytherin!"
Just then Hermione walked in. "Do you like it?" she asked. "I designed it. Come and see the rest of our quarters."
The bathroom and bedroom were both very Gryffindor-ish.
"Well now, Malfoy, aren't you glad you bet me?" Hermione asked sweetly. "Remember, your duties start tomorrow."