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The Second Hour
"I have an idea," Draco announced, looking around the room. "Let's spell the room so it's sound-proof. Then we can get Granger over there, pregnant." Hermione's head swerved around, as well as Harry's at the comment. "I'm sure it would look great on all your hard-earned records," Draco finished.
"Sod off, Malfoy. Leave her alone," Harry shot back, hissing each word. He started to pull out his wand, but Ginny's hand came down, pushing it away.
"I'm sorry, Pothead. I forgot, you'd rather have that kinda fun with Weasley's sister. How does it feel being number two in Potter's life, next to your brother?" Draco asked Ginny, laughing cruelly.
"BASTARD!"
"ASSHOLE!"
"SOD OFF!"
"YOU SOD OFF!"
"QUIET IN THERE, YOU BRATS!" Snape roared, pounding on the door. "I WILL NOT HESITATE TO GIVE YOU ALL ANOTHER DETENTION NEXT SATURDAY!"
The tension settled a bit. Harry and Draco both sat back down. Ginny stopped her crying, and Hermione went back to her book. Of course, there was one other teenager in the room.
"CEDRIC!" Cho wailed, yet again, and slammed her head against the desk.
"Wanna do something to get your mind off of him?" Draco chuckled. "I'm sure Potter wouldn't mind helping you. It is his area of expertise after all."
"Why don't you just sod off?" Hermione hissed, throwing him a dangerous look. "No one wants to hear you anyway."
"Oh, and like they want to hear you? I'm sure Hogwarts would cease to function properly if you didn't show up at the beginning of the year, Granger." Hermione turned around, clearly trying to avoid Draco Malfoy. Smirking at this, he got to his feet, walked over to her desk, and sat directly in front of her on top of it. "You can't ignore me darling," he grinned.
Hermione rolled her eyes, reading her book once again. Growling, Draco moved to smack the book out of her hands. She was too quick, dodging him before his hand could make contact with it. Infuriated by this sudden turn of events, he took his wrath out on the desk, by stabbing his dagger into the wood. Her eyes watched the blade as it was embedded a couple of inches in. Then, shrugging, she went back to her book.
"Later, Granger. I promise I'll be back," he hissed through gritted teeth. Sending a dirty look at everyone else whom is in the room, he returned to his seat, glaring at Harry and Ginny.
"Hey Pothead. Are you and wittle Weasley going out? Are the two of you together?" Neither one said a word, but Harry's shoulder blades tensed up at the last comment. "Are you lovers?" Nothing. "Do you make her hot? Does she make you hard?" Draco grinned at Harry's shoulders start to look as stiff as stone. Ginny's face was so crimson, he thought she'd turn into a tomato. "I suppose that's why you two are here. You both got caught slipping into one another."
"GO TO HELL!" Ginny screamed, throwing a threatening look over her shoulder at him.
"SOD OFF, OR I'LL HEX YOU DEAD!" Harry yelled, pulling out his wand.
Draco considered their requests for a second, then just leaned further back in his chair. Smirking as bad as ever, he winks at Hermione who he caught staring at him from his ruthless performance. Disgusted, she turns back to her book, pretending she's not interested in what he has to say.
"You know, Draco...you don't even count. I mean if you disappeared forever, it wouldn't make any difference. You may as well not even exist. You're only important to those sadistic Death Eaters you seem to love so much," Harry grumbled, watching Draco's eyes as they lied on Hermione's innocent, but concentrated face.
"I'm sure that's how you think, Potter," Draco replied, still staring at Hermione. "But, unlike you I have a father and a mother. My parents weren't stupid enough to choose the wrong side in the war," he announced, finally making eye contact with Harry.
"Oh please. Dumbledore's Army is going to squash you and all your Death Eater friends as soon as you make your next move," Ginny joined the argument.
Chuckling, Draco nodded. "Yeah, sure Weasley, that's it. I picked the wrong side. That's why I am the way I am."
"You're scared."
"Excuse me?" He turned toward the voice. "What did you say, Granger?"
"I said," she glares at him, closing her book. "That you are scared. You're afraid of them. You might belong to their little cult, but inside Draco Malfoy, you're petrified."
"And why would I be afraid?" he asked, approaching her. "My own father is practically the leader. What would I have to lose?"
"Your soul," she whispered, not downcasting her eyes.
He saw something in her eyes at that moment that made him back down for once. He was angry that he couldn't pick on her at the moment and he moved on to his next target. Once again, he had chosen to annoy the Boy-Who-Lived.
"How's Quidditch Potter?"
"You wouldn't know, would you, since you were kicked out for the use of illegal Dark Arts?" Harry hadn't seemed this please since he entered the detention room.
Draco held up his hand, inspecting his nails in a snobbish manner, so like him. "Oh, I know...I feel all empty inside because of it. I have such a deep admiration for guys that roll around on the Quidditch pitch with other guys and a tiny golden ball!" He saw the fire in Harry's eyes and continued. "I bet it makes you feel great when you get tackled and are holding the Snitch at the same time, doesn't it Potter?"
"Shut up!" Harry yelled, pulling out his wand yet again.
Sighing, Draco sat on the edge of Harry's table, watching him for any sign of attack. "I have a goal, unlike you Potter. I wanna be just--like--you! I wanna be the Boy-Who-Lived-to-Kill-the-Boy-Who-Lived!"
Ginny snorted.
"What?" Draco whipped his head around, staring daggers at the red-headed girl.
"You?" She laughed. "Kill Harry? As if?" She let out another girly giggle, which lightened Harry's mood enough for him to put his wand away.
"I'm gonna rip out every one of your damn girl brains," Draco threatened, getting to his feet. Harry stood up to. Ginny screamed, jumping back. Cho hid under her desk, pulling her knees up to her chest and shivering.
"Knock it off, Malfoy," Hermione absently commanded, though the authority in her voice made the entire room become silent. She looked up from her book for a second, seeing everyone's eyes on her, suspiciously. "I just got to a good part and if you ruin it with your noise, I'll have your balls."
No one said anything for several moments, then slowly, Cho laughed, pointing at Draco. He rolled his eyes at her, sending a death glare at Hermione, who was too busy reading her book to notice. Harry went back to his seat, patting Ginny on the shoulder as she sat down next to him. Draco gives one last glare to Hermione before taking his own seat. Another hour has past and nothing has progressed.
A/N: Okay, another chappie finally complete. For those of you who are hardcore fans of the movie, you realize that I took some of the dialogue and used it in this chapter. It made it easier to write when I had a script to fall back on. I think I'll continue doing that. ~ Nev