Detention with Snape
Draco ran as hard as he could to get down to the dungeons. He knew he was late, and he knew that Snape would make him stay longer. As soon as he reached the door to Snapes class he stopped. Draco was out of breath from running, and he was taking big breaths. Suddenly the door swung open.
"Really Malfoy you should work out more often." Snape sneered.
"Pity. You need it more than me." chuckled Draco.
"Detention, with me tomorrow," hissed Snape.
"Whatever!" Draco silently said to him self.
"You're late."
"No duh! You've just figured that out!" Draco shouted. Draco walked past him, and entered the cold dungeon. He saw Hermione already at a desk working. She looked up and smiled at Draco. Draco walked over to where she was sitting, but then he heard Snape.
"Take the seat behind Mrs. Granger." hissed Snape.
Draco rolled his eyes, and did what he was told. He sat in his seat quietly, and waited for Snape to give the next instruction. Snape walked to his desk, and started to work on plans for the potion classes. 'You dumb ass what am I supposed to do? Stare at you for the next 2 hours! If I do, I think I will die for the first minute!' thought Draco. He took out a piece of paper and a quill from his bags and started to write a note to Hermione.
Hermione, What is Snape making you do? He hasn't told me to do anything. Anyways I don't think we should tell anyone about US. If pothead, weasel, and Pansy find out, then we will be going through hell! When Crabbe and Goyles around its ok, because there to stupid to tell anyone! Write back if you can! Love, Draco Ps. I love you!
As soon as Draco got finished writing, he wondered how he was going to give the note to Hermione. 'Damn it! How am I going to get it past that fag?' Just then Draco thought of an idea. He got out of his seat (carrying his note) walked past Hermione's desk dropping the note on the floor, and then went up to Snapes desk. "Sir I'm getting sick and tired of looking at you waiting for you to give me something to do!" Draco sneered.
"Draco shut up, and get back to your seat!" hissed Snape.
"No I won't."
"If you don't then I'll kick you off the Quidditch team."
Draco looked stunned. He stared at Snape for a moment. He loved Quidditch, it was his most favorite thing to do. He never imagined Snape would do something like this. For the last two years they had won the house cup, and Draco was the best seeker that Slytherin has ever had. Draco took a breath and spoke again.
"Hah, like I care! Who are you going to put in? Crabbe, Goyle? Those two are to dumb and fat to even figure out how to climb on to a broom stick! And when we practice Quidditch, for the first five minutes there already tired and wondering when supper is!"
"Sounds just like you. And what is that disgusting smell, I smell! Draco you might want to think about taking a shower sometime!" Snape said disgusted.
Draco smelt him self. He thought he smelt very good, he remembered putting on cologne on the train.
"Oh I smell good. I think its you, that smells bad. Maybe you should take a shower, and while you're at it you might want to use shampoo. Since your hair is really greasy in all." smirked Draco.
Snape turned red at the remark of which Draco just said. "You're off the Quidditch team."
Draco's heart dropped. He couldn't believe what he just said. 'Damn it! Why do I have to open my mouth! That bitch! Why can't he just face the truth? Oh well I'll just keep going to Quidditch practice, and everyone will think I'm on the team.' thought Draco. He walked back to his desk seeing that Hermione had the note open. He watched Snape and Hermione until he got tired, and drifted off to sleep.
"DRACO!" someone shouted in his ear.
He suddenly remembered that he fell asleep in detention. He glanced at his watch, it was 10:30. Draco looked up at the person who shouted at him, of course it was Snape. He looked like his normal self.
"What?" snapped Draco.
"You fell asleep."
"So? What's your point?" asked Draco.
"Ten points from Slytherin." Snape said in disgust.
"Who cares." Draco then looked around the room searching for Hermione, but didn't see her.
"Detention is over Draco." Snape hissed.
"Finally, I didn't think this few boring hours would end!" Draco shouted.
"Detention with me all this week Draco," said Snape.
"Sure."
"Oh, and Draco stay away from her." added Snape, as Draco was walking away from him.
"Draco immediately stopped walking, and turned around. "Who?"
Snape started to smirk. "Granger."
"Why is that?" Draco asked.
"I know what your doing Malfoy. His plans always don't work out like he tells you."
Draco was confused. 'Was Snape talking about Voldemort? Does he know what Voldemort wants me to do? Did he figure out that I'm a DeathEater? What does he mean "his plans don't work out?" Does he mean, for me not to trust Voldemort? Of course not Draco. Another voice said inside his head. Voldemort wouldn't lie to you. Then another voice came in, Are would he?' Draco was too confused to figure out what he Snape was talking about.
"You didn't answer my question sir. Why do you want me to stay away from Granger?" Draco questioned.
Snape didn't say anything, and continued to glare at Malfoy.
Draco started to chuckle, "Do you look out for her?"
"No, but..." Snape couldn't get any other words out.
"But what? Do you like her?" asked Draco, laughing even harder.
"No!" sneered Snape, as his face was getting red.
"Oh I think you do. Hah! The professor has a crush on the student! Oh! Your bad sir!" Draco screamed laughing.
Snape felt as if he were going to punch the kid. His face was boiling red. He was to mad to say anything to Draco.
"Oh! Is that why you hate me now? Because Granger likes me better than you and now you're taking your anger out on me! Actually she just doesn't like you!" Draco said.
"See you at detention tomorrow Draco," hissed Snape.
"Whatever!" Draco said still laughing.
Draco quickly walked out the room, and into the corridors. He was too tired to look for Hermione, so he decided to go back to the common room, and get some sleep. As he was entering the common room, he stopped. Draco could hear noises from inside the room like groans and screams. "Snape sucks." he whispered.
Once he got in the room he saw two people on top of each other. It was to dark to see the faces, so he called out, "Who's there?"
One of the figure rose up leaving the other figure laying. "Who said that?" a dull voice asked. Draco figured out who it was, by there voice, it was Crabbe. He already new who the other figure was also, Pansy.
'Don't even ask, Pansy will jump all over me,' thought Draco. He tiptoed to his bed, dressed, and crawled into his bed. But he couldn't go to sleep, he was to busy thinking about Hermione. Every time he did think about her, he would get cramps in his stomach. (Are you could say butterflies!) He then started to think about what Snape said to him earlier. 'What does Snape mean? Stay away from her? His plans don't work out as he tells you? Does he really like Granger?' these questions went through his head about a 100 times until he went to sleep.
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Draco looked around where he was. He was in a graveyard, an isolated graveyard. He started to walk close to the tombstones. He noticed names on the graves like, Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, and Ron Weasley. While he was walking he stopped at a grave and looked at the name. It said "Harry Potter." He couldn't believe his eyes. 'Was Harry Potter really dead?' He kept walking, still couldn't believe what he just saw, and dead stopped at what he then saw. Draco saw him self, at his same age he was right now, but just hurt, hurt bad. He was barley standing, he had a huge stab in his right hip, had cuts and marks on his face, and bleeding almost all over his body. Draco then noticed a girl beside the clone of him, she had curly brown hair, and brown eyes. She looked as bad Draco, maybe hurt worse; she looked very tired, and was leaning on the other Draco. A figure emerged from the hill, and walked to Draco and Hermione, it was Voldemort.
"Good, good you have the girl." Voldemort softly said.
The other Draco was pleading for mercy, "No master! Please don't do this to her! Kill me instead!"
"Voldemort started to laugh. "Shut up Draco, and get out of the way."
"No, I won't!"
"Yes you will! Cruico!" shouted Voldemort.
Draco watched himself cry with pain. Voldemort pushed Draco out of the way and looked at Hermione. Hermione tried to run, but she couldn't she was just too tired.
"You foolish girl, you can't run, you can't hide from me. You act like Potter when he was in his fourth year. This is exactly what he did today, but then he finally faced me like a man and died a most painful death. So did his side kick Weasley. Now, only now will you die. Do you have any last words?" Voldemort said.
"Yes, I love you Draco," she said.
Voldemort started to laugh again. He waved his wand and pointed it at Hermione. She fell instantly, and died. While Draco was watching he couldn't stand it. "NOOOO! HERMIONE!!!!!!!!!!!
"DRACO!"
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"DRACO!" a loud voice shouted.
Draco opened his eyes and looked around where he was. He was in his dormitory, laying in bed. He looked at the person who was shouting at him, it was Crabbe. "What do you want fagot?" screamed Draco.
"Its time to go to Defense Against the Dark Arts," he said.
"Ok whatever, now get away from me!" Draco shouted.
Crabbe left him alone, and walked out the dormitory. Draco was hot and sweaty, and looked as if he were going to cry. He couldn't get that picture of Hermione laying there dead. "Get a hold of your self Draco! It was just a dream! Nothing like that is ever going to happen to her!' he kept thinking. Draco hurried and got dressed, and hurried off to Defense Against the Dark Arts.
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Draco ran as hard as he could to get down to the dungeons. He knew he was late, and he knew that Snape would make him stay longer. As soon as he reached the door to Snapes class he stopped. Draco was out of breath from running, and he was taking big breaths. Suddenly the door swung open.
"Really Malfoy you should work out more often." Snape sneered.
"Pity. You need it more than me." chuckled Draco.
"Detention, with me tomorrow," hissed Snape.
"Whatever!" Draco silently said to him self.
"You're late."
"No duh! You've just figured that out!" Draco shouted. Draco walked past him, and entered the cold dungeon. He saw Hermione already at a desk working. She looked up and smiled at Draco. Draco walked over to where she was sitting, but then he heard Snape.
"Take the seat behind Mrs. Granger." hissed Snape.
Draco rolled his eyes, and did what he was told. He sat in his seat quietly, and waited for Snape to give the next instruction. Snape walked to his desk, and started to work on plans for the potion classes. 'You dumb ass what am I supposed to do? Stare at you for the next 2 hours! If I do, I think I will die for the first minute!' thought Draco. He took out a piece of paper and a quill from his bags and started to write a note to Hermione.
Hermione, What is Snape making you do? He hasn't told me to do anything. Anyways I don't think we should tell anyone about US. If pothead, weasel, and Pansy find out, then we will be going through hell! When Crabbe and Goyles around its ok, because there to stupid to tell anyone! Write back if you can! Love, Draco Ps. I love you!
As soon as Draco got finished writing, he wondered how he was going to give the note to Hermione. 'Damn it! How am I going to get it past that fag?' Just then Draco thought of an idea. He got out of his seat (carrying his note) walked past Hermione's desk dropping the note on the floor, and then went up to Snapes desk. "Sir I'm getting sick and tired of looking at you waiting for you to give me something to do!" Draco sneered.
"Draco shut up, and get back to your seat!" hissed Snape.
"No I won't."
"If you don't then I'll kick you off the Quidditch team."
Draco looked stunned. He stared at Snape for a moment. He loved Quidditch, it was his most favorite thing to do. He never imagined Snape would do something like this. For the last two years they had won the house cup, and Draco was the best seeker that Slytherin has ever had. Draco took a breath and spoke again.
"Hah, like I care! Who are you going to put in? Crabbe, Goyle? Those two are to dumb and fat to even figure out how to climb on to a broom stick! And when we practice Quidditch, for the first five minutes there already tired and wondering when supper is!"
"Sounds just like you. And what is that disgusting smell, I smell! Draco you might want to think about taking a shower sometime!" Snape said disgusted.
Draco smelt him self. He thought he smelt very good, he remembered putting on cologne on the train.
"Oh I smell good. I think its you, that smells bad. Maybe you should take a shower, and while you're at it you might want to use shampoo. Since your hair is really greasy in all." smirked Draco.
Snape turned red at the remark of which Draco just said. "You're off the Quidditch team."
Draco's heart dropped. He couldn't believe what he just said. 'Damn it! Why do I have to open my mouth! That bitch! Why can't he just face the truth? Oh well I'll just keep going to Quidditch practice, and everyone will think I'm on the team.' thought Draco. He walked back to his desk seeing that Hermione had the note open. He watched Snape and Hermione until he got tired, and drifted off to sleep.
"DRACO!" someone shouted in his ear.
He suddenly remembered that he fell asleep in detention. He glanced at his watch, it was 10:30. Draco looked up at the person who shouted at him, of course it was Snape. He looked like his normal self.
"What?" snapped Draco.
"You fell asleep."
"So? What's your point?" asked Draco.
"Ten points from Slytherin." Snape said in disgust.
"Who cares." Draco then looked around the room searching for Hermione, but didn't see her.
"Detention is over Draco." Snape hissed.
"Finally, I didn't think this few boring hours would end!" Draco shouted.
"Detention with me all this week Draco," said Snape.
"Sure."
"Oh, and Draco stay away from her." added Snape, as Draco was walking away from him.
"Draco immediately stopped walking, and turned around. "Who?"
Snape started to smirk. "Granger."
"Why is that?" Draco asked.
"I know what your doing Malfoy. His plans always don't work out like he tells you."
Draco was confused. 'Was Snape talking about Voldemort? Does he know what Voldemort wants me to do? Did he figure out that I'm a DeathEater? What does he mean "his plans don't work out?" Does he mean, for me not to trust Voldemort? Of course not Draco. Another voice said inside his head. Voldemort wouldn't lie to you. Then another voice came in, Are would he?' Draco was too confused to figure out what he Snape was talking about.
"You didn't answer my question sir. Why do you want me to stay away from Granger?" Draco questioned.
Snape didn't say anything, and continued to glare at Malfoy.
Draco started to chuckle, "Do you look out for her?"
"No, but..." Snape couldn't get any other words out.
"But what? Do you like her?" asked Draco, laughing even harder.
"No!" sneered Snape, as his face was getting red.
"Oh I think you do. Hah! The professor has a crush on the student! Oh! Your bad sir!" Draco screamed laughing.
Snape felt as if he were going to punch the kid. His face was boiling red. He was to mad to say anything to Draco.
"Oh! Is that why you hate me now? Because Granger likes me better than you and now you're taking your anger out on me! Actually she just doesn't like you!" Draco said.
"See you at detention tomorrow Draco," hissed Snape.
"Whatever!" Draco said still laughing.
Draco quickly walked out the room, and into the corridors. He was too tired to look for Hermione, so he decided to go back to the common room, and get some sleep. As he was entering the common room, he stopped. Draco could hear noises from inside the room like groans and screams. "Snape sucks." he whispered.
Once he got in the room he saw two people on top of each other. It was to dark to see the faces, so he called out, "Who's there?"
One of the figure rose up leaving the other figure laying. "Who said that?" a dull voice asked. Draco figured out who it was, by there voice, it was Crabbe. He already new who the other figure was also, Pansy.
'Don't even ask, Pansy will jump all over me,' thought Draco. He tiptoed to his bed, dressed, and crawled into his bed. But he couldn't go to sleep, he was to busy thinking about Hermione. Every time he did think about her, he would get cramps in his stomach. (Are you could say butterflies!) He then started to think about what Snape said to him earlier. 'What does Snape mean? Stay away from her? His plans don't work out as he tells you? Does he really like Granger?' these questions went through his head about a 100 times until he went to sleep.
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Draco looked around where he was. He was in a graveyard, an isolated graveyard. He started to walk close to the tombstones. He noticed names on the graves like, Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, and Ron Weasley. While he was walking he stopped at a grave and looked at the name. It said "Harry Potter." He couldn't believe his eyes. 'Was Harry Potter really dead?' He kept walking, still couldn't believe what he just saw, and dead stopped at what he then saw. Draco saw him self, at his same age he was right now, but just hurt, hurt bad. He was barley standing, he had a huge stab in his right hip, had cuts and marks on his face, and bleeding almost all over his body. Draco then noticed a girl beside the clone of him, she had curly brown hair, and brown eyes. She looked as bad Draco, maybe hurt worse; she looked very tired, and was leaning on the other Draco. A figure emerged from the hill, and walked to Draco and Hermione, it was Voldemort.
"Good, good you have the girl." Voldemort softly said.
The other Draco was pleading for mercy, "No master! Please don't do this to her! Kill me instead!"
"Voldemort started to laugh. "Shut up Draco, and get out of the way."
"No, I won't!"
"Yes you will! Cruico!" shouted Voldemort.
Draco watched himself cry with pain. Voldemort pushed Draco out of the way and looked at Hermione. Hermione tried to run, but she couldn't she was just too tired.
"You foolish girl, you can't run, you can't hide from me. You act like Potter when he was in his fourth year. This is exactly what he did today, but then he finally faced me like a man and died a most painful death. So did his side kick Weasley. Now, only now will you die. Do you have any last words?" Voldemort said.
"Yes, I love you Draco," she said.
Voldemort started to laugh again. He waved his wand and pointed it at Hermione. She fell instantly, and died. While Draco was watching he couldn't stand it. "NOOOO! HERMIONE!!!!!!!!!!!
"DRACO!"
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"DRACO!" a loud voice shouted.
Draco opened his eyes and looked around where he was. He was in his dormitory, laying in bed. He looked at the person who was shouting at him, it was Crabbe. "What do you want fagot?" screamed Draco.
"Its time to go to Defense Against the Dark Arts," he said.
"Ok whatever, now get away from me!" Draco shouted.
Crabbe left him alone, and walked out the dormitory. Draco was hot and sweaty, and looked as if he were going to cry. He couldn't get that picture of Hermione laying there dead. "Get a hold of your self Draco! It was just a dream! Nothing like that is ever going to happen to her!' he kept thinking. Draco hurried and got dressed, and hurried off to Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Thanks for the reviews! Please give me lots more though!!!!!!!!! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Hope you liked this chapter! I know it's not so long as the last one, but I don't have that much time to write any more!! But the next chapter is coming up soon! So review review review! Hope you've enjoyed my story so far! Thanks!