A/N: Thank you guys so much for reviewing! Again!
I know it's been a while since I last updated, but I've been really busy! This chapter, I promise, will be longer than its predecessors, because I have a lot to write!
~Lyssa~
Disclaimer: None of these characters, settings, or anything else belongs to me. It is all the intelligence and wisdom-osity is J.K. Rowling! :)
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Chapter Three: Treading in Foreign Lands
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Draco's grin widened as he lounged back in the armchair and his legs found their way to rest on the side table. "Somehow I knew you would be here, Granger . . . don't ever miss a chance to study before class, eh?."
Hermione finally realized that her lower jaw was dropping down to China, and quickly tried to summon up as much composure as she could. "This is my studying place, how dare you? And anyways, I wouldn't be talking, Malfoy; I work hard for my grades, thank you very much."
She turned on her heel, meaning very much to just go to class and wait for the remaining quarter of an hour for class to begin. However, just as she was turning, her boot heel caught the edge of the Potions bookcase, and she fell not so gently flat on her face. Despite the horrified look on Hermione's face, Draco was hollowing in laughter.
Interrupted frequently by peals of laughter, Draco exclaimed, "I knew Mudbloods were sluts, but now I find that they are also klutzes!"
Hermione, emboldened by her anger, picked herself up and marched with dignity over to Draco. He was keeling over his knees in the chair in glee, but she roughly took the cuff of his shirt, and pulled him straight up to look him in the eye. After savoring a few moments of the fear licking the iris of his eyes, she said in a strong and slow whisper, "Better clumsy and have friends and family who love me than to have a perfect posture and be loathed by all, even by one's own father."
Hermione watched as the words sunk in before releasing Draco to fall heavily into the chair. She looked down at him, and said, "Mark my words, Malfoy: This will not be the last time that I look down at you."
Before he could say a word, she had turned around and grabbed her bag. She had almost escaped when a strong hand held her back by her shoulder. "Granger, you think you know everything, don't you? Well guess what? You don't. You may be a teacher's pet and get better grades than me, but that doesn't matter at all in the real world. That's what I know; life outside the guarded walls of this castle."
He released her, and walked off in a slightly more bitter way than Hermione would have expected. She waited a few moments before slowly walking to her first class. She didn't want to have to run into Draco on the way there, because unfortunately they both took Advanced Charms, and there was only one class.
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Hermione walked into Advanced Charms as the bell was just ringing, and hurried over to the seat that Harry had saved for her. She felt guilty, having just fought with Harry's boyfriend, but wasn't regretting it. However, she did let him sleep and copy her notes later, for karma reasons. After Charms, Harry met up with Ron and they went to Divination while Hermione went to Arithmancy. The class went relatively smoothly, apart from a spell gone wrong by some Hufflepuff.
At lunch, the coveted part of the day that followed their second class of the day, Hermione made her way over to where Harry and Ron were sitting. When she was almost there, a hand grabbed her shoulder. 'How many times in one day..?' she thought to herself, but she reluctantly turned around to face none other than George.
"Hi Mione . . . why don't you sit with me and Fred today? We have a proposition for you, of which we think that you will find most delightful!" George said to her in a low voice, for him at least.
"Sure, George . . . what is it?" Hermione didn't honestly care what it was, George was speaking to her!
"Just come over here . . ." George said, and led her over to the far end of the Gryffindor table. This end was vacant for about six seats, except for a grinning Fred.
"O.K., sit down right here (he sat her down at the very last seat at the table, across from Fred) and wait a couple of moments. You have to close your eyes, and just so you don't peek . . ." At that, George tied a faded black rag around Hermione's eyes. Hermione gave him a nervous smile (at what she hoped was the area he generally was in) as he sat down next to her. "OK, 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . ahh, here we are!"
George gently untied the blindfold, and Hermione gasped, as she looked around . . .
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Authors Note:
Ha, ha, ha . . . another cliffhanger for all of you! Like the chapter? Don't like the chapter? Have a few hints to help improve the story and my overall writing? Then tell me! REVIEW!!
:does a little can-can dance surrounded by flashing lights:
ALSO:
Everybody has been criticizing my portrayal of Hermione. I promise you, cross my heart, that I have a reason for her being all slutty. TRUST ME!!
I know it's been a while since I last updated, but I've been really busy! This chapter, I promise, will be longer than its predecessors, because I have a lot to write!
~Lyssa~
Disclaimer: None of these characters, settings, or anything else belongs to me. It is all the intelligence and wisdom-osity is J.K. Rowling! :)
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Chapter Three: Treading in Foreign Lands
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Draco's grin widened as he lounged back in the armchair and his legs found their way to rest on the side table. "Somehow I knew you would be here, Granger . . . don't ever miss a chance to study before class, eh?."
Hermione finally realized that her lower jaw was dropping down to China, and quickly tried to summon up as much composure as she could. "This is my studying place, how dare you? And anyways, I wouldn't be talking, Malfoy; I work hard for my grades, thank you very much."
She turned on her heel, meaning very much to just go to class and wait for the remaining quarter of an hour for class to begin. However, just as she was turning, her boot heel caught the edge of the Potions bookcase, and she fell not so gently flat on her face. Despite the horrified look on Hermione's face, Draco was hollowing in laughter.
Interrupted frequently by peals of laughter, Draco exclaimed, "I knew Mudbloods were sluts, but now I find that they are also klutzes!"
Hermione, emboldened by her anger, picked herself up and marched with dignity over to Draco. He was keeling over his knees in the chair in glee, but she roughly took the cuff of his shirt, and pulled him straight up to look him in the eye. After savoring a few moments of the fear licking the iris of his eyes, she said in a strong and slow whisper, "Better clumsy and have friends and family who love me than to have a perfect posture and be loathed by all, even by one's own father."
Hermione watched as the words sunk in before releasing Draco to fall heavily into the chair. She looked down at him, and said, "Mark my words, Malfoy: This will not be the last time that I look down at you."
Before he could say a word, she had turned around and grabbed her bag. She had almost escaped when a strong hand held her back by her shoulder. "Granger, you think you know everything, don't you? Well guess what? You don't. You may be a teacher's pet and get better grades than me, but that doesn't matter at all in the real world. That's what I know; life outside the guarded walls of this castle."
He released her, and walked off in a slightly more bitter way than Hermione would have expected. She waited a few moments before slowly walking to her first class. She didn't want to have to run into Draco on the way there, because unfortunately they both took Advanced Charms, and there was only one class.
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Hermione walked into Advanced Charms as the bell was just ringing, and hurried over to the seat that Harry had saved for her. She felt guilty, having just fought with Harry's boyfriend, but wasn't regretting it. However, she did let him sleep and copy her notes later, for karma reasons. After Charms, Harry met up with Ron and they went to Divination while Hermione went to Arithmancy. The class went relatively smoothly, apart from a spell gone wrong by some Hufflepuff.
At lunch, the coveted part of the day that followed their second class of the day, Hermione made her way over to where Harry and Ron were sitting. When she was almost there, a hand grabbed her shoulder. 'How many times in one day..?' she thought to herself, but she reluctantly turned around to face none other than George.
"Hi Mione . . . why don't you sit with me and Fred today? We have a proposition for you, of which we think that you will find most delightful!" George said to her in a low voice, for him at least.
"Sure, George . . . what is it?" Hermione didn't honestly care what it was, George was speaking to her!
"Just come over here . . ." George said, and led her over to the far end of the Gryffindor table. This end was vacant for about six seats, except for a grinning Fred.
"O.K., sit down right here (he sat her down at the very last seat at the table, across from Fred) and wait a couple of moments. You have to close your eyes, and just so you don't peek . . ." At that, George tied a faded black rag around Hermione's eyes. Hermione gave him a nervous smile (at what she hoped was the area he generally was in) as he sat down next to her. "OK, 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . ahh, here we are!"
George gently untied the blindfold, and Hermione gasped, as she looked around . . .
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Authors Note:
Ha, ha, ha . . . another cliffhanger for all of you! Like the chapter? Don't like the chapter? Have a few hints to help improve the story and my overall writing? Then tell me! REVIEW!!
:does a little can-can dance surrounded by flashing lights:
ALSO:
Everybody has been criticizing my portrayal of Hermione. I promise you, cross my heart, that I have a reason for her being all slutty. TRUST ME!!