Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!! Most of you liked the hand cuff thing,
surprisingly enough, on the other hand if you read my stories, chances are
you're a little, well, special...
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Draco watched the setting sun and sighed as he plopped back onto his bed, not that the perimeter in which he could travel was that far away from that particular piece of furniture anyway.
Every boy that had entered the domain thus far has said something along these lines "Oh my God, who did this to you?" When Draco answered that his girlfriend had been responsible for his imprisonment, the boys would merely shrug and say "Oh sorry to interrupt."
This was probably what aggravated the blonde the most. "Oh, she is so going to pay for this." He promised the air.
He rolled over and felt a sudden acute jab in his ribs, he sat up and surveyed the contents of his pocket and extracted his wand. He groaned, he'd had this the whole time!
He pushed his frustration aside determinedly and raised his wand to the keys resting across the room "Wingardium Leviosa."
The keys reflected the orange of the sun as they drifted towards him steadily. He clasped his fingers around them as an evil smile curved his lips.
Hermione pushed aside the oaken door, allowing herself access to Draco's quarters, cradling a plate of food. She tried to shed light upon the room by use of the light switch but failed after several attempts.
She stepped further into the dim haze of the bedroom "Draco?" She examined the bed from the doorway and did not sight her boyfriend or the handcuffs.
She took another cautious step into the dusk of the chamber and heard the door slam behind her, causing her to jump. She whirled around but no one was there.
Hermione tiptoed to the bed which formally contained Draco slowly, until she spotted the handcuffs, still attached to the bedpost, with one ring wide open.
Suddenly Hermione felt something clamp around her ankle and drag her to the floor. The plate of food went flying, spilling random food items throughout the carpet.
She screamed as Draco slid from under his bed, grinning widely. He placed a warm hand over the female's mouth gently, effectively stopping the stream of noise pouring from within.
He blanketed her body with his, pinning her to the floor, and slowly removed his hand. "Draco! My God you scared me to death!"
She felt his body ripple with amusement "That was the idea." He whispered softly.
"Okay you have your revenge now can you get off of me?" She asked with more than a hint of annoyance.
He raised one eyebrow "You think this is revenge?" He questioned as he leaned his head closer to hers "Oh no, my dear sweet Hermione, this is but a taste of the hell I'm going to give you, you crazy little Gryffindor." He murmured between soft kisses he pressed to her lips.
His eyes glittered mischievously as he rose, allowing her to rise with him. "Aren't you going to keep me here?" She asked in bewilderment.
He laughed at that "Of course not. Payback must be better than mere captivity, in fact you're free to go; I won't get you today, but I will get you." His deep voice ran down her spine, causing her to shudder.
He opened the door for her as she left "I promise." He finished as he closed the door softly.
Hermione rushed up the blackened steps streaking directly to the Great Hall. She looked about her frantically and spotted Pansy. She promptly rushed over to the Slytherin table.
"Pansy, we have a serious problem." Hermione stated seating herself across from the other female.
"What's that?" Pansy questioned, looking up from her dessert.
"Draco, he's free and he was rambling about hell and revenge and whatever it is I know it isn't good" Spewed Hermione in a gush of words.
Pansy began to chuckle, which then developed into full blown laughter "Good one Hermione, but those cuffs were charmed there's no way he got out without the key, nice try though."
"No you don't understand-"
Suddenly Pansy froze as her fork dropped from her paralyzed hand. Draco leaned across the table from his fresh position beside Hermione.
"Hello Pansy, did you miss me?" He inquired sitting down.
"Not really." She replied sweetly "So what now? Do we drop this whole thing and let bygones be bygones?"
Draco chuckled softly "You're not getting off that easily, indeed this might progress to full on warfare."
Hermione raised an eyebrow "You against us? Not much of a war."
"Oh not just me, the little weasel and Potter are on my side." Draco stated evenly.
"Well then Ron's with us" Declared Pansy firmly.
Draco shrugged "As you wish, now if you ladies will pardon me, I need to go de-foodify my room." With that he stood and strode from the hall.
Hermione's brow furrowed as she watched his retreating back. "Harry took Draco's side over mine?"
Pansy shrugged "I'm guessing he didn't side with Draco, but with Ginny." Pansy replied taking another bite of her dessert.
Hermione nodded "Okay, so now what?" She turned to Pansy expectantly.
Pansy picked up her napkin "Now, we inform Ron and wait."
"Wait for what?" Hermione questioned.
Pansy smiled "If only I knew."
Ginny and Harry curled together on the couch was the sight Hermione first saw upon entering the common room.
She ignored them both and went straight to her dorm room, deciding it was probably a bad idea to mingle with one's enemies in war, regardless of friendship stature.
She inspected everything before she picked it up, put it down or used it and when nothing happened, relaxed slightly.
She crawled into bed thanking the stars that she was a light sleeper.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
A shriek that could wake the dead, originating from beneath her awoke Hermione abruptly. She quickly rose and dressed catching sight of her alarm clock as it began to beep anyway.
Hermione rushed down stairs towards the source of the noise, which happened to be in the center of the common room.
From somewhere in the crowd she distinctly heard Harry exclaim "Oh my God."
She pushed her way through and caught sight of the fascinating spectacle. Hermione immediately recoiled "Oh my God, Ginny, what happened?!"
The typically calm Ginny was continuing to shriek her head off, but no one paid heed to this fact under the circumstances. Ginny's normally soft, crimson locks had turned into a nest of vipers, all grotesquely slithering over each other and striking out at those who wandered too close.
Hermione backed toward the portrait hole, away from the screaming Ginny. She had to get help. Dumbledore! But he probably wasn't up at this hour. Snape? She emitted a short humorless laugh at that thought. McGonagall? That may work.
She dashed out of the common room and down the steps to the Great Hall, McGonagall was seated at her usual seat placidly.
At the sight of Hermione rushing towards her the Transfiguration teacher looked up "May I help you Ms. Granger?"
"Yes actually, Ginny's hair has been turned into snakes!" Hermione gasped out.
McGonagall gave her a stern look "Honestly Ms. Granger, I expect better from you."
Hermione's eyes widened "No, Honestly professor!"
"Hmmm" McGonagall dismissed her and returned to examining her Daily Prophet.
Hermione sighed in exasperation. Now what? She turned and fled to return to the core of the problem, Ginny.
As she dashed up the steps Harry halted her progress "It's okay Hermione, I took Ginny to Madame Pomfrey, she said to leave her there for the day and to go away."
Hermione raised her eyebrows but didn't question him as they both descended the steps to eat breakfast. As the duo sat down they were soon joined by Ron and the three of them began their usual breakfast.
Hermione had forgotten about Draco until she picked up her water goblet, she examined it closing and as she stared at the transparent liquid a thought occurred to her. Would Draco attack his own kind?
Her soft eyes shot up to meet molten mercury. He had been watching her. Their gazes held for a moment before she saw his lips curl slyly, then slowly, deliberately, he winked before returning to his meal.
Harry raised his emerald eyes to Hermione suddenly "Unfortunately, Hermione this little attack on Ginny... I hate to say it... but of course you know, this means war."
Draco watched the setting sun and sighed as he plopped back onto his bed, not that the perimeter in which he could travel was that far away from that particular piece of furniture anyway.
Every boy that had entered the domain thus far has said something along these lines "Oh my God, who did this to you?" When Draco answered that his girlfriend had been responsible for his imprisonment, the boys would merely shrug and say "Oh sorry to interrupt."
This was probably what aggravated the blonde the most. "Oh, she is so going to pay for this." He promised the air.
He rolled over and felt a sudden acute jab in his ribs, he sat up and surveyed the contents of his pocket and extracted his wand. He groaned, he'd had this the whole time!
He pushed his frustration aside determinedly and raised his wand to the keys resting across the room "Wingardium Leviosa."
The keys reflected the orange of the sun as they drifted towards him steadily. He clasped his fingers around them as an evil smile curved his lips.
Hermione pushed aside the oaken door, allowing herself access to Draco's quarters, cradling a plate of food. She tried to shed light upon the room by use of the light switch but failed after several attempts.
She stepped further into the dim haze of the bedroom "Draco?" She examined the bed from the doorway and did not sight her boyfriend or the handcuffs.
She took another cautious step into the dusk of the chamber and heard the door slam behind her, causing her to jump. She whirled around but no one was there.
Hermione tiptoed to the bed which formally contained Draco slowly, until she spotted the handcuffs, still attached to the bedpost, with one ring wide open.
Suddenly Hermione felt something clamp around her ankle and drag her to the floor. The plate of food went flying, spilling random food items throughout the carpet.
She screamed as Draco slid from under his bed, grinning widely. He placed a warm hand over the female's mouth gently, effectively stopping the stream of noise pouring from within.
He blanketed her body with his, pinning her to the floor, and slowly removed his hand. "Draco! My God you scared me to death!"
She felt his body ripple with amusement "That was the idea." He whispered softly.
"Okay you have your revenge now can you get off of me?" She asked with more than a hint of annoyance.
He raised one eyebrow "You think this is revenge?" He questioned as he leaned his head closer to hers "Oh no, my dear sweet Hermione, this is but a taste of the hell I'm going to give you, you crazy little Gryffindor." He murmured between soft kisses he pressed to her lips.
His eyes glittered mischievously as he rose, allowing her to rise with him. "Aren't you going to keep me here?" She asked in bewilderment.
He laughed at that "Of course not. Payback must be better than mere captivity, in fact you're free to go; I won't get you today, but I will get you." His deep voice ran down her spine, causing her to shudder.
He opened the door for her as she left "I promise." He finished as he closed the door softly.
Hermione rushed up the blackened steps streaking directly to the Great Hall. She looked about her frantically and spotted Pansy. She promptly rushed over to the Slytherin table.
"Pansy, we have a serious problem." Hermione stated seating herself across from the other female.
"What's that?" Pansy questioned, looking up from her dessert.
"Draco, he's free and he was rambling about hell and revenge and whatever it is I know it isn't good" Spewed Hermione in a gush of words.
Pansy began to chuckle, which then developed into full blown laughter "Good one Hermione, but those cuffs were charmed there's no way he got out without the key, nice try though."
"No you don't understand-"
Suddenly Pansy froze as her fork dropped from her paralyzed hand. Draco leaned across the table from his fresh position beside Hermione.
"Hello Pansy, did you miss me?" He inquired sitting down.
"Not really." She replied sweetly "So what now? Do we drop this whole thing and let bygones be bygones?"
Draco chuckled softly "You're not getting off that easily, indeed this might progress to full on warfare."
Hermione raised an eyebrow "You against us? Not much of a war."
"Oh not just me, the little weasel and Potter are on my side." Draco stated evenly.
"Well then Ron's with us" Declared Pansy firmly.
Draco shrugged "As you wish, now if you ladies will pardon me, I need to go de-foodify my room." With that he stood and strode from the hall.
Hermione's brow furrowed as she watched his retreating back. "Harry took Draco's side over mine?"
Pansy shrugged "I'm guessing he didn't side with Draco, but with Ginny." Pansy replied taking another bite of her dessert.
Hermione nodded "Okay, so now what?" She turned to Pansy expectantly.
Pansy picked up her napkin "Now, we inform Ron and wait."
"Wait for what?" Hermione questioned.
Pansy smiled "If only I knew."
Ginny and Harry curled together on the couch was the sight Hermione first saw upon entering the common room.
She ignored them both and went straight to her dorm room, deciding it was probably a bad idea to mingle with one's enemies in war, regardless of friendship stature.
She inspected everything before she picked it up, put it down or used it and when nothing happened, relaxed slightly.
She crawled into bed thanking the stars that she was a light sleeper.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
A shriek that could wake the dead, originating from beneath her awoke Hermione abruptly. She quickly rose and dressed catching sight of her alarm clock as it began to beep anyway.
Hermione rushed down stairs towards the source of the noise, which happened to be in the center of the common room.
From somewhere in the crowd she distinctly heard Harry exclaim "Oh my God."
She pushed her way through and caught sight of the fascinating spectacle. Hermione immediately recoiled "Oh my God, Ginny, what happened?!"
The typically calm Ginny was continuing to shriek her head off, but no one paid heed to this fact under the circumstances. Ginny's normally soft, crimson locks had turned into a nest of vipers, all grotesquely slithering over each other and striking out at those who wandered too close.
Hermione backed toward the portrait hole, away from the screaming Ginny. She had to get help. Dumbledore! But he probably wasn't up at this hour. Snape? She emitted a short humorless laugh at that thought. McGonagall? That may work.
She dashed out of the common room and down the steps to the Great Hall, McGonagall was seated at her usual seat placidly.
At the sight of Hermione rushing towards her the Transfiguration teacher looked up "May I help you Ms. Granger?"
"Yes actually, Ginny's hair has been turned into snakes!" Hermione gasped out.
McGonagall gave her a stern look "Honestly Ms. Granger, I expect better from you."
Hermione's eyes widened "No, Honestly professor!"
"Hmmm" McGonagall dismissed her and returned to examining her Daily Prophet.
Hermione sighed in exasperation. Now what? She turned and fled to return to the core of the problem, Ginny.
As she dashed up the steps Harry halted her progress "It's okay Hermione, I took Ginny to Madame Pomfrey, she said to leave her there for the day and to go away."
Hermione raised her eyebrows but didn't question him as they both descended the steps to eat breakfast. As the duo sat down they were soon joined by Ron and the three of them began their usual breakfast.
Hermione had forgotten about Draco until she picked up her water goblet, she examined it closing and as she stared at the transparent liquid a thought occurred to her. Would Draco attack his own kind?
Her soft eyes shot up to meet molten mercury. He had been watching her. Their gazes held for a moment before she saw his lips curl slyly, then slowly, deliberately, he winked before returning to his meal.
Harry raised his emerald eyes to Hermione suddenly "Unfortunately, Hermione this little attack on Ginny... I hate to say it... but of course you know, this means war."