A/N: Oh look, it's Thanksgiving! Everyone must gives thanks...to me! I'm
putting in all this effort just to edit this chapter even though I -could-
be watching some anime or other. HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Disclaimers: *sniffles* You all just want to take him away from me...my precious little Drakky-poo! Evil, you are all evil! *police comes to drag S.girl away* Erm...I mean, you're all nice little people. I don't own anyone! (Not even Professor Ridley! She's my friend ^__^)
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Chapter 2
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The battle of glares continued, heedless of the attention it was now receiving and the gossips resulting from it.
Despite strict orders from Professor Ridley that they start working on math immediately, the enmity between Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy was just too deep for them to get along for a whole hour to do -math-! They've already wasted the first ten minutes with the glaring match, and would probably waste the rest of it continuing to do so. However, a certain straight-A Gryffindor was too mature to let that happen.
"You," she growled, "Take out your books! As for the rest of you, shoo!"
Their audience muttered their displeasure, for watching these two enemies sit at the same table for an hour would have been great fun. Still, after seeing the seething look on Hermione's face, they wisely turned their backs and left.
Draco watched all this coolly, allowing a small smile to grace his lips.
"What?" asked the furious girl at seeing his smile.
He shrugged while his smile grew wider.
"Nothing...just that you look so cute when you're angry," he said sweetly.
"Interested?" asked Hermione with a flip of her hair.
To say the truth, she wasn't in the least disconcerted at hearing him state that, so sure was she that it was another one of his jokes. And so it turned out to be...
"Yeah, Mudblood, I'm real interested in a girl with the face of a crocodile ready to bite my head off," retorted Draco, snickering. "I'm just saying that it's slightly better than your usual looks of a filthy, measly mouse!"
"Calm, 'Mione...I must be calm...I am mature..." Hermione thought over and over as she fingered her wand temptingly.
"Anyway, here are my books. You might want to look over them," said the Slytherin smoothly.
Hermione took the books and fingered through the pages, wearing a small, taunting smile.
"A fifteen-year-old still working on geometry! My, you are one stupid kid!"
It was now Draco's turn to growl. How dare she accuse him of being stupid! She was the Mudblood here!
"Listen, Mudbloo--" he said, almost shouting.
"You listen. Look at this shape and tell me what it is."
"I'm not daft! That is an angle!"
"All right...what type of angle?"
A look of discomfort descended upon the boy's handsome face as he raked a hand through his silvery-blonde hair.
"What do you mean? There's only one type of angle...that's an angle!"
Hermione giggled.
"You -are- stupid! There are in fact three types of angles; acute, right, and obtuse. Basically, acute is-"
"I remember now!" Draco cut in with a smirk. "Acute is a small angle, one that's less than 90 degrees."
"Very goo-"
"Wanna know how I remembered? Father told me that girls of good breeding always keep their mouths at acute angles; it shows their elegance and grace. As for the girls that yell all day long and have mouths at obtuse angles, they're ill-bred and savage! Just look at your mouth right now, it's -way- obtuse...almost, how do they say it? Straight! You forgot about straight angles, didn't you? Anyway, your mouth is almost at a straight angle! It all proves to show that you're -real- savage!" Draco explained, laughing.
Suppressing the urge to kick him in that 'place', Hermione took a deep breath and kept her hands folded as to not reach for her wand.
"He'd look real charming as a frog," she thought. "Frog prince...hate to think who'd want to be his princess!"
"Well, aren't you going to reward me? I identified the angles!"
Hermione glared at him.
"Shut up. That's just basic stuff. What's this shape?"
"A triangle! Even ten-year-olds know that! I don't need to learn that now," answered Draco indignantly.
"Oh? Well, most ten-year-olds also know the total angle measurement of the interior of a triangle. Care to tell that?"
"Err...uh..."
Draco tried hard to rack his brains. He heard it somewhere...interior...oh yes! They had learned it in class. Take the number of sides, subtract it by two...oops! He lost track after that! But there's no damn way he's letting the Mudblood win this!
"Ninety," he guessed randomly.
"Really?" said Hermione with an evil smile. "Very good...however, that was TOTALLY WRONG!"
"You're a horrible teacher!" muttered Draco.
"Well, you're a horrible student!"
"At least I don't yell at you!"
"What are you doing now?"
"I'm reasoning with you!"
"You're calling me a horrible teacher!"
"You are, Mudblood!"
"Well, I'm sorry I don't meet up to your standards, you stupid pig- head, but I'm ten times smarter than you, and right now I'm your tutor. You listen to me!"
"You're an idiot! I haven't learned anything! I don't see what those guys who chase you see in you! To think this morning I thought..."
By this time, both of them were standing, wands poised, ready to strike at any moment.
"This morning you thought what," asked Hermione, a bit confused.
"Nothing!" shouted Draco.
"Fine, be that way!" Hermione yelled back, fully prepared to utter a spell.
However, at this moment, their wands were confiscated by the uttering of 'accio wands'.
"Granger, Malfoy, I have asked you here to work on math, not practice curses," came an irritated voice.
The two abashed youngsters turned their heads to meet the eyes of Professor Ridley.
"The librarian here is ready to cut off your heads at the looks of it," said the professor wearily.
And indeed, the librarian glowering at them murderously. Hermione and Draco gulped.
"Sorry, Professor," said Hermione apologetically.
"I fully understand, Granger. I see that you two truly hate each other, but friendship makes the world go round!"
"I thought it was money?" asked Draco.
Professor Ridley looked at him pointedly.
"No, -Draco-, in my world, friendship does. Now, besides accomplishing math in these eighteen weeks you'll be working together-"
"EIGHTEEN WEEKS?!" asked the two teens.
The professor looked at them with a kind smile.
"Until the end of this term, you see, and that is eighteen weeks. Anyway, besides accomplishing math, I hope you two will also become great friends. That is another task that I hand to you. Now, you may go to your respectful houses and sleep."
"Good night Professor."
"Good night, children."
While exiting the library, the two were again at their glaring match yet to be finished since the start of the study session. It wasn't until they were at the point where they had to go separate ways that they took eyes off each other.
Now, it may even have been considered romantic for them to be staring at each other so long, save for the fact that instead of thinking 'he's kind of cute' or 'she's really pretty', they were thinking more along the lines of 'he's looks just like a frog, an ugly one' and 'crocodile and mouse, I tell you, totally unattractive...I hate her'. Thus, they parted with non- too friendly looks at each other.
"I totally take back what I said about her looking cute while angry, even if I -didn't- mean it," thought Draco.
"Stupid idiot! I wish he'd flush himself down a toilet or something," thought Hermione.
Meanwhile, Professor Ridley followed them shaking her head in despair. This was going to be one complicated mission...
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End of Chapter 2
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A/N: Yeah, that was weird. I didn't really edit it. Too sleepy...read the first sentence. But since I'm not really putting effort into editing this, I've decided to give you an extra treat today...which is...CHAPTER 3A!!! yay!
Oh, and a thank you for the following reviewers:
Fluff: Wow! I'm so happy! =^-^= I hope I make the list! Hehehehe! I'm going to go read Bachelor too!
Burgundyred: Thank you for reading! As for the injection at the end, I don't really think it matters, since you probably know that it's Hermione/Draco in the end anyway. ^_-
Asianbabygrl03: Thank you!
Someoneelse: lol! But math can be...errr...fun...^-^
Joebob1379: WOW! THE VERY PROFESSOR RIDLEY HERSELF!!!!!! Hi Allison! Guess what? I'm finally updating, and I reviewed for your story, so be nice!
DixieGoddess: ^-^ Glad you like it!
Dracos-Angel5: Thank you for the info!
Xamphia: Yeah, Ridley's stalking them. She stalks everyone. *looks around wearily*
ESP: Ooooo! Come back and read chapter 3!
Mari: Yup! I like that part too!
x0xferociousfemme0x0: ^___^ Thank you!
T baby: Uh huh...Tom Felton is nice.
ShalaMarie: Hahaha...please don't cry; you're supposed to laugh! ^-^
Paranoia-Shoujo: Wow, I just noticed that today...^^;; Yup, I'll go read your fics too!
Chalice: Do you know, I just realized that three people said this story has potential...isn't that odd now? Thank you!
Disclaimers: *sniffles* You all just want to take him away from me...my precious little Drakky-poo! Evil, you are all evil! *police comes to drag S.girl away* Erm...I mean, you're all nice little people. I don't own anyone! (Not even Professor Ridley! She's my friend ^__^)
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Chapter 2
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The battle of glares continued, heedless of the attention it was now receiving and the gossips resulting from it.
Despite strict orders from Professor Ridley that they start working on math immediately, the enmity between Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy was just too deep for them to get along for a whole hour to do -math-! They've already wasted the first ten minutes with the glaring match, and would probably waste the rest of it continuing to do so. However, a certain straight-A Gryffindor was too mature to let that happen.
"You," she growled, "Take out your books! As for the rest of you, shoo!"
Their audience muttered their displeasure, for watching these two enemies sit at the same table for an hour would have been great fun. Still, after seeing the seething look on Hermione's face, they wisely turned their backs and left.
Draco watched all this coolly, allowing a small smile to grace his lips.
"What?" asked the furious girl at seeing his smile.
He shrugged while his smile grew wider.
"Nothing...just that you look so cute when you're angry," he said sweetly.
"Interested?" asked Hermione with a flip of her hair.
To say the truth, she wasn't in the least disconcerted at hearing him state that, so sure was she that it was another one of his jokes. And so it turned out to be...
"Yeah, Mudblood, I'm real interested in a girl with the face of a crocodile ready to bite my head off," retorted Draco, snickering. "I'm just saying that it's slightly better than your usual looks of a filthy, measly mouse!"
"Calm, 'Mione...I must be calm...I am mature..." Hermione thought over and over as she fingered her wand temptingly.
"Anyway, here are my books. You might want to look over them," said the Slytherin smoothly.
Hermione took the books and fingered through the pages, wearing a small, taunting smile.
"A fifteen-year-old still working on geometry! My, you are one stupid kid!"
It was now Draco's turn to growl. How dare she accuse him of being stupid! She was the Mudblood here!
"Listen, Mudbloo--" he said, almost shouting.
"You listen. Look at this shape and tell me what it is."
"I'm not daft! That is an angle!"
"All right...what type of angle?"
A look of discomfort descended upon the boy's handsome face as he raked a hand through his silvery-blonde hair.
"What do you mean? There's only one type of angle...that's an angle!"
Hermione giggled.
"You -are- stupid! There are in fact three types of angles; acute, right, and obtuse. Basically, acute is-"
"I remember now!" Draco cut in with a smirk. "Acute is a small angle, one that's less than 90 degrees."
"Very goo-"
"Wanna know how I remembered? Father told me that girls of good breeding always keep their mouths at acute angles; it shows their elegance and grace. As for the girls that yell all day long and have mouths at obtuse angles, they're ill-bred and savage! Just look at your mouth right now, it's -way- obtuse...almost, how do they say it? Straight! You forgot about straight angles, didn't you? Anyway, your mouth is almost at a straight angle! It all proves to show that you're -real- savage!" Draco explained, laughing.
Suppressing the urge to kick him in that 'place', Hermione took a deep breath and kept her hands folded as to not reach for her wand.
"He'd look real charming as a frog," she thought. "Frog prince...hate to think who'd want to be his princess!"
"Well, aren't you going to reward me? I identified the angles!"
Hermione glared at him.
"Shut up. That's just basic stuff. What's this shape?"
"A triangle! Even ten-year-olds know that! I don't need to learn that now," answered Draco indignantly.
"Oh? Well, most ten-year-olds also know the total angle measurement of the interior of a triangle. Care to tell that?"
"Err...uh..."
Draco tried hard to rack his brains. He heard it somewhere...interior...oh yes! They had learned it in class. Take the number of sides, subtract it by two...oops! He lost track after that! But there's no damn way he's letting the Mudblood win this!
"Ninety," he guessed randomly.
"Really?" said Hermione with an evil smile. "Very good...however, that was TOTALLY WRONG!"
"You're a horrible teacher!" muttered Draco.
"Well, you're a horrible student!"
"At least I don't yell at you!"
"What are you doing now?"
"I'm reasoning with you!"
"You're calling me a horrible teacher!"
"You are, Mudblood!"
"Well, I'm sorry I don't meet up to your standards, you stupid pig- head, but I'm ten times smarter than you, and right now I'm your tutor. You listen to me!"
"You're an idiot! I haven't learned anything! I don't see what those guys who chase you see in you! To think this morning I thought..."
By this time, both of them were standing, wands poised, ready to strike at any moment.
"This morning you thought what," asked Hermione, a bit confused.
"Nothing!" shouted Draco.
"Fine, be that way!" Hermione yelled back, fully prepared to utter a spell.
However, at this moment, their wands were confiscated by the uttering of 'accio wands'.
"Granger, Malfoy, I have asked you here to work on math, not practice curses," came an irritated voice.
The two abashed youngsters turned their heads to meet the eyes of Professor Ridley.
"The librarian here is ready to cut off your heads at the looks of it," said the professor wearily.
And indeed, the librarian glowering at them murderously. Hermione and Draco gulped.
"Sorry, Professor," said Hermione apologetically.
"I fully understand, Granger. I see that you two truly hate each other, but friendship makes the world go round!"
"I thought it was money?" asked Draco.
Professor Ridley looked at him pointedly.
"No, -Draco-, in my world, friendship does. Now, besides accomplishing math in these eighteen weeks you'll be working together-"
"EIGHTEEN WEEKS?!" asked the two teens.
The professor looked at them with a kind smile.
"Until the end of this term, you see, and that is eighteen weeks. Anyway, besides accomplishing math, I hope you two will also become great friends. That is another task that I hand to you. Now, you may go to your respectful houses and sleep."
"Good night Professor."
"Good night, children."
While exiting the library, the two were again at their glaring match yet to be finished since the start of the study session. It wasn't until they were at the point where they had to go separate ways that they took eyes off each other.
Now, it may even have been considered romantic for them to be staring at each other so long, save for the fact that instead of thinking 'he's kind of cute' or 'she's really pretty', they were thinking more along the lines of 'he's looks just like a frog, an ugly one' and 'crocodile and mouse, I tell you, totally unattractive...I hate her'. Thus, they parted with non- too friendly looks at each other.
"I totally take back what I said about her looking cute while angry, even if I -didn't- mean it," thought Draco.
"Stupid idiot! I wish he'd flush himself down a toilet or something," thought Hermione.
Meanwhile, Professor Ridley followed them shaking her head in despair. This was going to be one complicated mission...
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End of Chapter 2
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A/N: Yeah, that was weird. I didn't really edit it. Too sleepy...read the first sentence. But since I'm not really putting effort into editing this, I've decided to give you an extra treat today...which is...CHAPTER 3A!!! yay!
Oh, and a thank you for the following reviewers:
Fluff: Wow! I'm so happy! =^-^= I hope I make the list! Hehehehe! I'm going to go read Bachelor too!
Burgundyred: Thank you for reading! As for the injection at the end, I don't really think it matters, since you probably know that it's Hermione/Draco in the end anyway. ^_-
Asianbabygrl03: Thank you!
Someoneelse: lol! But math can be...errr...fun...^-^
Joebob1379: WOW! THE VERY PROFESSOR RIDLEY HERSELF!!!!!! Hi Allison! Guess what? I'm finally updating, and I reviewed for your story, so be nice!
DixieGoddess: ^-^ Glad you like it!
Dracos-Angel5: Thank you for the info!
Xamphia: Yeah, Ridley's stalking them. She stalks everyone. *looks around wearily*
ESP: Ooooo! Come back and read chapter 3!
Mari: Yup! I like that part too!
x0xferociousfemme0x0: ^___^ Thank you!
T baby: Uh huh...Tom Felton is nice.
ShalaMarie: Hahaha...please don't cry; you're supposed to laugh! ^-^
Paranoia-Shoujo: Wow, I just noticed that today...^^;; Yup, I'll go read your fics too!
Chalice: Do you know, I just realized that three people said this story has potential...isn't that odd now? Thank you!