A/N: I hope you liked the last chapter, because here is the next one! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: *stops coloring fingernails with her Sharpie and looks up* Tch, yeah right. *waves Sharpie in the air* I own a Sharpie! Who wants to own Harry Potter!? *bursts out crying* OKAY! So I totally want Draco...and Legolas...and Eminem...and Evan Taubenfeld (the guitarist for Avril Lavigne)...SO WHAT!? *whimpers*
~Chapter Two~
Draco Malfoy couldn't believe it was already Monday morning. Glancing at his schedule with a sneer and then an agitated sigh, he shoved the parchment back into his robe pocket. Care of Magical Creatures with that bloke Hagrid. He threw his door open and stalked out into the Slytherin common room to find Crabbe and Goyle sitting on one of the black leather couches, obviously waiting for him.
"Crabbe! Goyle! Get up!" Draco yelled. The jumped up quickly, not wanting to get the wrath of Draco Malfoy. "Come on, " He started while opening the door out of the common room into the dungeon halls. "We have class with that giant oaf in fifteen minutes." With that said, Crabbe and Goyle quickly followed him out toward Hagrid's hut for class.
***
"Now, tell me again because my memory needs refreshing...why you are doing this exactly?" Ginny asked her best friend. Anyone who would have looked at the girl walking next to Virginia Weasley wouldn't've thought it was a young girl by the name of Hermione Granger.
"To prove to Malfoy that I can be and look cool if I wanted to." She said, almost mechanically, like it was engraved into her brain. Ginny lifted a lock of Hermione's freakishly straight hair and examined it.
"What are you trying to prove, anyway? Why him?" Ginny asked, curious. Hermione put her headphones around her neck and shoved her hands into her pockets.
"You know how I am. I love to prove people wrong. Plus I would just love to see the look on his face. I was hoping with this change, he would leave me the hell alone." Hermione sighed, remembering all the taunting. Then she remembered that she didn't care. Yes. I don't care anymore. Oh God....why? She almost burst into tears, but tried to forget about the awful thing that happened during the summer.
"One can only hope, I guess." Ginny sighed and they walked in silence for about a minute, thinking of ways to strike up some sort of entertaining conversation. She knew Hermione was upset about something and was trying to be a good friend by helping her forget whatever was wrong. Ginny clicked her tongue.
"I told you that you should have started to dress like you do during the summer. You look so cool! It suits you!" Ginny said a little too enthusiastically. Hermione glanced over at Ginny with an amused look and a broad smile.
"I guess I should, shouldn't I? But you know how I am about rules and all. Plus it's too much of a fuss to mess around with it in the morning. You know how I like to sleep in as much as I can." Hermione and Ginny laughed slightly.
"Yeah! Remember that time when we somehow got Harry and Ron to eat those cupcakes with your sleeping draft in it? And we put excessive amounts of make-up on them? They looked like Pansy Parkinson! Times three!" They both burst out laughing again at their shared memories. Ginny was happy she was able to make Hermione laugh. She hadn't done it in so long....
"Hey, Ginny! Wait up!" Ron and Harry finally caught up to both of the girls, who had turned around just as Ron finished talking. "Have you seen Herm...i...o...ne?" Ron stared at Hermione with eyes wide and his jaw clamped shut. "What in the world are you wearing!?"
"Um, clothes." Hermione replied sarcastically, while rolling her eyes. Harry's hand clamped over Ron's shoulder and moved him to the side.
"These are Hermione's muggle clothes, Ron. I've seen her clothing style over the last summer when I spent a week at her house." Harry explained while pointing at her strange-to-Ron attire; which consisted of a blue Linkin Park hoodie, black baggy cargo pants, and a bard-wire-type of choker (and of course her robes over it, don't ask me how it would look. Probably extremely queer). Ron just nodded in understanding.
"Oh." He answered bluntly. He glanced at his watch and his eyes widened in surprise.
"Five minutes until class! We're gonna have to run in order to make it on time!"
Ron, Harry, and Hermione said good-bye to Ginny hastily as they went their separate ways to different classes, breaking into a quick run. They paid no heed to Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, who were walking lazily across the field. Malfoy didn't recognize Granger, so he sneered at them in his usual manner. As if it would make a difference even if he knew Hermione was with them.
"What happened, Potter? Dump Mudblood Granger for a new bitch?" He was rewarded with two glares from the males and a middle finger along with a arrogant smirk from the female. His eyes widened.
"Granger!?" Draco nearly screeched, sounding almost feminine. Hermione stopped for a moment and started laughing.
"You sounded like a girl! Be careful or you might blow your cover!" And with that she ran after Harry and Ron towards Hagrid's hut at the edge of the Dark Forest. Crabbe and Goyle started snickering, but instantly stopped when Draco elbowed both of them in the gut in anger.
***
So this was the change Granger must have been talking about a couple of days ago. Some change it was. He would have never guessed that Granger was a punk. Then again, for some other reason, it didn't really surprise him in the least. She's still going to need my help. Draco thought smugly. There is absolutely no way she is going to be able to pull this off on her own. I'll just let her believe she has a chance at winning this little charade...
He was ripped out of his thoughts when he heard what sounded like some sort of music coming from somewhere.
"Oh, crap! I hate it when that happens!"
Granger.
Draco watched her reach into her odd looking sweater and pulled out a strange looking contraption. She pushed a button and the music stopped just as abruptly as it had started.
"Sorry about that, Hagrid. It does that sometimes." Hermione apologized to her teacher.
"Oh, tha's alrigh', Hermione." Hagrid managed to say, while carrying boxes that were shaking slightly and seemed to be glowing white. Hermione still gave him an apologetic smile, while he dropped the crate onto the soft ground.
"Now, class! Settle down, settle down! I've got a great assignment fer ya today!"
The class quieted down and gave unsure glances toward the shuddering crates, which Hagrid either didn't notice or chose to ignore.
"Now today we will be workin' wit' Yarrows." Hagrid lifted up one of the lids to the crates and the class peered in a gasped.
"Oh my, God! They're not ugly!" Ron yelled out in surprise and utter shock. Hermione bent over and picked one up. They looked a lot like small rabbits, except it's fur would change color to match the mood of the person it was being held by. From what Hagrid was now saying about them, they couldn't really do anything. Little children kept them as pets a lot, because of the colors. When they hopped around their fur would turn into non-damaging flames the color of your mood.
"How come we aren't taking care of dangerous things today, Hagrid? These things are...cute." Hermione asked while scrunching her nose up in slight disgust when she had said 'cute'.
"Well, Dumbledore said I could only let ya students take care of creatures that wouldn' hurt ya, so I dersided ter let ya take care of somethin' cute and fuzzy fer once." He replied, sounding slightly dissapointed that he couldn't have used something like those Blast-Ended Skewrts(sp?) like in their Fourth Year. It almost seemed like everyone was remembering those awful lobster-like things and shuddered involuntarily. Hagrid's idea of cute and fuzzy was very different from everyone elses'.
Hermione nodded and looked down at her Yarrow. It wasn't white anymore, it had turned a very dark blue. Hagrid's eyes lit up as the rest of the class seemed to have gotten over their initial fear and reached in the crate to pick one up. It only took a few moments and everywhere were an ocean of colors. The girls started making cooing noises at the rabbit-like animals. Hermione just rolled her eyes at them.
"So, what do the colors mean, Hagrid?" Harry asked, looking down at his medium blue one, then looking at Ron's dark green one.
"Well, yer's means...er...that yer calm." He replied, while looking at a parchment with a color index with it's meanings. "Ron's means he's...wait a second here...yeah, it means yer confused or somethin' like that. And Hermione's means she's..." He scanned down the list and his eyes widened slightly when he had found it. "Hermione's means she's sad or depressed."
Hermione felt the stares on her and she just shrugged.
"Just having a bad day, I suppose."
Hagrid just blinked and went over to the other students, telling them what their colors meant. Hermione, Harry, and Ron sat on the grass and pet their Yarrows that were laying on their laps, completely content.
"Not so surprising that yours shows that you're confused, Weasley. Might as well write the word 'moron' on your forehead."
The three heads snapped up to see Malfoy leering over them. Ron's and Harry's Yarrows turned an angry shade of red, while Hermione's stayed the same. Only Hermione seemed to notice this.
"Why don't you go help your two boyfriends chase down their bunnies? Go on and prance like and idiot, it would make my day more amusing." Ron said calmly, trying to contain his anger. The last thing he wanted was to let Malfoy ruin their day, like usual.
Malfoy rolled his eyes at his comment.
"That was so lame, Weasley." Draco sneered. "You couldn't think of anything better tha-"
"It's not his fault, you know." Hermione said quietly, cutting Draco off. She stood up with her Yarrow in her hands and looked him straight in the eye with severely extreme calmness. "You came over here and your suckiness fouled the air and now it clouds our senses with your LAMENESS!"
Draco's eyes went wide in anger, while Ron and Harry didn't try very hard to contain their laughter. Hermione continued.
"Besides, doesn't black mean 'nothing'?" She asked while looking at Draco's black Yarrow. "So, I guess that means you'll be nothing, Malfoy. So go play with your little slutty slut, Pansy. And please do tell her that pink is not her color..." She said, glancing at Pansy's pink Yarrow and attire. "...and also tell her that make-up makes her look like a pug dog concubine. Good day to you, now shove off." She shoved Malfoy on the ground away from the trio. Harry and Ron stopped laughing at stared in disbelief.
"Ron, did Hermione just push Malfoy?" Harry asked in confusion.
"I think she just did, Harry...." Ron replied just when Draco set his Yarrow down, which bounded happily toward Harry and Ron's. Draco pointed his finger at Hermione.
"You little Mudblood, bitch!" He spat. Hermione set her Yarrow on Ron's lap with Draco's, who were playing happily, totally oblivious to what was going on around them.
"Is that the best you can come up with? How old are we now? Seven or Seventeen, Death Eater?" Hermione taunted. Draco made a growling-type of noise and lunged at her, tackling her to the ground. She could hear Harry and Ron's cries for Hagrid to come help Hermione, because they were so shocked that they didn't know quite what to do.
Hermione and Draco threw punches at each other, resulting in one bloody nose, two busted lips, and one black eye before Hagrid could pull them apart. He was holding both of them up by their collars so they were facing each other, just a few feet away.
"What der you two think yer doin'!?" Hagrid bellowed, obviously angry with them. They were locked in a glaring contest and each pointed at the other one.
"S/He started it!" They both said in unison, which only angered Hagrid further.
"I dun care who started it! Fifty points taken away...each! Detention with me ternight whether ya like it er not!" Everyone in the class stared at Hagrid in shock. They had never seen Hagrid give out detentions before or even take house points away. Draco and Hermione glowered at each other once more before being dropped to the ground by the half giant. "Now go up to the infirmary!" Draco and Hermione looked up at him in shock and confusion, his words not really sinking in. Hagrid looked at both of them in frustration. "NOW!" He roared.
Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy jumped up and ran to the hospital wing so fast that they wouldn't have to have been told twice.
***
"This is all your fault, you know!" Draco hissed through his teeth at Hermione, who was laying down on one of the beds pressed with perfect white sheets. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"What? Did you think I was just going to sit back while you try to beat the crap out of me for absolutely no reason, whatsoever." Hermione said through a gauze that she was holding to her bleeding nose. Draco sat up and stared at her in anger, moving the ice cube away from his fat lip, to lick away the water and blood.
"That's because you called me a Death Eater!"
"You called me a Mudblood! I didn't see myself lunging at you, now did I?" She said exhaling, closing her eyes. Her eyelids hurt. She didn't get much sleep last night...those nightmares were coming back again. A tear fell from her eye. She wiped it away quickly before Draco could see it. Plus, that damn suddenly-becoming-brighter lamp wasn't helping matters any. She glanced at Draco, seeing his eye starting to turn into a nice, dark, blue-ish color. She couldn't help, but smirk as she put her headphones on. Bastard.
He knew what she was thinking and saw her smirk while she put those weird looking earmuffs on. Bitch.
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A/N: I know it's rather short, but I'm kind of having a brain cramp right now. Besides, I thought it was a pretty cool ending. "Bitch." Just one simple, clean, short sentence. It rocks. AND I AM NOT TELLING YOU WHAT HAPPENED TO HERMIONE OVER THE LAST SUMMER!!! YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO WAIT! But trust me, it's fucken horrible...well, in my opinion anyways. (No, she wasn't raped, that would be SO cliche.) Anyways, I'm not putting this online right this second, because I can't go online until 9 PM and it's only...um..*checks clock* 8:07 PM...Damn Eastern Time... Anyways, I read whatever reviews were posted this morning! This is what is motivating me to write! (Even though I'm having a brain fart at the moment *cough*) You know what I have realized? The more fanfiction you read and notice from what's good to really kick ass, you start to get a better feel for it. Because just a year ago, I totally sucked. Just read my DBZ one and you'll know what I mean. (Not saying you have to of course, it would be a waste of time on your part.) Because I read a lot of these fics and they are so awesome! Really they are! But they are either: A. Lacking plot and filled with pointless insanity. (or) B. Have the BEST plot, but their writing style is a little...iffy. Good news, though! Everything I've read with Hermione/Draco so far are perfect! KEEP ON WRITING PEOPLE, BECAUSE YOU RAWK, DUDES!!! REMEMBER!!! ThE mOrE yOu WrItE...tHe BeTtEr YoU gEt!!!! *bows* Alright, I've said my part of my senseless and pointless ranting.
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*Listening To*-
Linking Park-ReAnimation
In The End (Remix)
t.A.T.u.
Show Me Love(Extended Version)
pink_lemonade_86 o_O *burp*
Disclaimer: *stops coloring fingernails with her Sharpie and looks up* Tch, yeah right. *waves Sharpie in the air* I own a Sharpie! Who wants to own Harry Potter!? *bursts out crying* OKAY! So I totally want Draco...and Legolas...and Eminem...and Evan Taubenfeld (the guitarist for Avril Lavigne)...SO WHAT!? *whimpers*
Draco Malfoy couldn't believe it was already Monday morning. Glancing at his schedule with a sneer and then an agitated sigh, he shoved the parchment back into his robe pocket. Care of Magical Creatures with that bloke Hagrid. He threw his door open and stalked out into the Slytherin common room to find Crabbe and Goyle sitting on one of the black leather couches, obviously waiting for him.
"Crabbe! Goyle! Get up!" Draco yelled. The jumped up quickly, not wanting to get the wrath of Draco Malfoy. "Come on, " He started while opening the door out of the common room into the dungeon halls. "We have class with that giant oaf in fifteen minutes." With that said, Crabbe and Goyle quickly followed him out toward Hagrid's hut for class.
"Now, tell me again because my memory needs refreshing...why you are doing this exactly?" Ginny asked her best friend. Anyone who would have looked at the girl walking next to Virginia Weasley wouldn't've thought it was a young girl by the name of Hermione Granger.
"To prove to Malfoy that I can be and look cool if I wanted to." She said, almost mechanically, like it was engraved into her brain. Ginny lifted a lock of Hermione's freakishly straight hair and examined it.
"What are you trying to prove, anyway? Why him?" Ginny asked, curious. Hermione put her headphones around her neck and shoved her hands into her pockets.
"You know how I am. I love to prove people wrong. Plus I would just love to see the look on his face. I was hoping with this change, he would leave me the hell alone." Hermione sighed, remembering all the taunting. Then she remembered that she didn't care. Yes. I don't care anymore. Oh God....why? She almost burst into tears, but tried to forget about the awful thing that happened during the summer.
"One can only hope, I guess." Ginny sighed and they walked in silence for about a minute, thinking of ways to strike up some sort of entertaining conversation. She knew Hermione was upset about something and was trying to be a good friend by helping her forget whatever was wrong. Ginny clicked her tongue.
"I told you that you should have started to dress like you do during the summer. You look so cool! It suits you!" Ginny said a little too enthusiastically. Hermione glanced over at Ginny with an amused look and a broad smile.
"I guess I should, shouldn't I? But you know how I am about rules and all. Plus it's too much of a fuss to mess around with it in the morning. You know how I like to sleep in as much as I can." Hermione and Ginny laughed slightly.
"Yeah! Remember that time when we somehow got Harry and Ron to eat those cupcakes with your sleeping draft in it? And we put excessive amounts of make-up on them? They looked like Pansy Parkinson! Times three!" They both burst out laughing again at their shared memories. Ginny was happy she was able to make Hermione laugh. She hadn't done it in so long....
"Hey, Ginny! Wait up!" Ron and Harry finally caught up to both of the girls, who had turned around just as Ron finished talking. "Have you seen Herm...i...o...ne?" Ron stared at Hermione with eyes wide and his jaw clamped shut. "What in the world are you wearing!?"
"Um, clothes." Hermione replied sarcastically, while rolling her eyes. Harry's hand clamped over Ron's shoulder and moved him to the side.
"These are Hermione's muggle clothes, Ron. I've seen her clothing style over the last summer when I spent a week at her house." Harry explained while pointing at her strange-to-Ron attire; which consisted of a blue Linkin Park hoodie, black baggy cargo pants, and a bard-wire-type of choker (and of course her robes over it, don't ask me how it would look. Probably extremely queer). Ron just nodded in understanding.
"Oh." He answered bluntly. He glanced at his watch and his eyes widened in surprise.
"Five minutes until class! We're gonna have to run in order to make it on time!"
Ron, Harry, and Hermione said good-bye to Ginny hastily as they went their separate ways to different classes, breaking into a quick run. They paid no heed to Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, who were walking lazily across the field. Malfoy didn't recognize Granger, so he sneered at them in his usual manner. As if it would make a difference even if he knew Hermione was with them.
"What happened, Potter? Dump Mudblood Granger for a new bitch?" He was rewarded with two glares from the males and a middle finger along with a arrogant smirk from the female. His eyes widened.
"Granger!?" Draco nearly screeched, sounding almost feminine. Hermione stopped for a moment and started laughing.
"You sounded like a girl! Be careful or you might blow your cover!" And with that she ran after Harry and Ron towards Hagrid's hut at the edge of the Dark Forest. Crabbe and Goyle started snickering, but instantly stopped when Draco elbowed both of them in the gut in anger.
So this was the change Granger must have been talking about a couple of days ago. Some change it was. He would have never guessed that Granger was a punk. Then again, for some other reason, it didn't really surprise him in the least. She's still going to need my help. Draco thought smugly. There is absolutely no way she is going to be able to pull this off on her own. I'll just let her believe she has a chance at winning this little charade...
He was ripped out of his thoughts when he heard what sounded like some sort of music coming from somewhere.
"Oh, crap! I hate it when that happens!"
Granger.
Draco watched her reach into her odd looking sweater and pulled out a strange looking contraption. She pushed a button and the music stopped just as abruptly as it had started.
"Sorry about that, Hagrid. It does that sometimes." Hermione apologized to her teacher.
"Oh, tha's alrigh', Hermione." Hagrid managed to say, while carrying boxes that were shaking slightly and seemed to be glowing white. Hermione still gave him an apologetic smile, while he dropped the crate onto the soft ground.
"Now, class! Settle down, settle down! I've got a great assignment fer ya today!"
The class quieted down and gave unsure glances toward the shuddering crates, which Hagrid either didn't notice or chose to ignore.
"Now today we will be workin' wit' Yarrows." Hagrid lifted up one of the lids to the crates and the class peered in a gasped.
"Oh my, God! They're not ugly!" Ron yelled out in surprise and utter shock. Hermione bent over and picked one up. They looked a lot like small rabbits, except it's fur would change color to match the mood of the person it was being held by. From what Hagrid was now saying about them, they couldn't really do anything. Little children kept them as pets a lot, because of the colors. When they hopped around their fur would turn into non-damaging flames the color of your mood.
"How come we aren't taking care of dangerous things today, Hagrid? These things are...cute." Hermione asked while scrunching her nose up in slight disgust when she had said 'cute'.
"Well, Dumbledore said I could only let ya students take care of creatures that wouldn' hurt ya, so I dersided ter let ya take care of somethin' cute and fuzzy fer once." He replied, sounding slightly dissapointed that he couldn't have used something like those Blast-Ended Skewrts(sp?) like in their Fourth Year. It almost seemed like everyone was remembering those awful lobster-like things and shuddered involuntarily. Hagrid's idea of cute and fuzzy was very different from everyone elses'.
Hermione nodded and looked down at her Yarrow. It wasn't white anymore, it had turned a very dark blue. Hagrid's eyes lit up as the rest of the class seemed to have gotten over their initial fear and reached in the crate to pick one up. It only took a few moments and everywhere were an ocean of colors. The girls started making cooing noises at the rabbit-like animals. Hermione just rolled her eyes at them.
"So, what do the colors mean, Hagrid?" Harry asked, looking down at his medium blue one, then looking at Ron's dark green one.
"Well, yer's means...er...that yer calm." He replied, while looking at a parchment with a color index with it's meanings. "Ron's means he's...wait a second here...yeah, it means yer confused or somethin' like that. And Hermione's means she's..." He scanned down the list and his eyes widened slightly when he had found it. "Hermione's means she's sad or depressed."
Hermione felt the stares on her and she just shrugged.
"Just having a bad day, I suppose."
Hagrid just blinked and went over to the other students, telling them what their colors meant. Hermione, Harry, and Ron sat on the grass and pet their Yarrows that were laying on their laps, completely content.
"Not so surprising that yours shows that you're confused, Weasley. Might as well write the word 'moron' on your forehead."
The three heads snapped up to see Malfoy leering over them. Ron's and Harry's Yarrows turned an angry shade of red, while Hermione's stayed the same. Only Hermione seemed to notice this.
"Why don't you go help your two boyfriends chase down their bunnies? Go on and prance like and idiot, it would make my day more amusing." Ron said calmly, trying to contain his anger. The last thing he wanted was to let Malfoy ruin their day, like usual.
Malfoy rolled his eyes at his comment.
"That was so lame, Weasley." Draco sneered. "You couldn't think of anything better tha-"
"It's not his fault, you know." Hermione said quietly, cutting Draco off. She stood up with her Yarrow in her hands and looked him straight in the eye with severely extreme calmness. "You came over here and your suckiness fouled the air and now it clouds our senses with your LAMENESS!"
Draco's eyes went wide in anger, while Ron and Harry didn't try very hard to contain their laughter. Hermione continued.
"Besides, doesn't black mean 'nothing'?" She asked while looking at Draco's black Yarrow. "So, I guess that means you'll be nothing, Malfoy. So go play with your little slutty slut, Pansy. And please do tell her that pink is not her color..." She said, glancing at Pansy's pink Yarrow and attire. "...and also tell her that make-up makes her look like a pug dog concubine. Good day to you, now shove off." She shoved Malfoy on the ground away from the trio. Harry and Ron stopped laughing at stared in disbelief.
"Ron, did Hermione just push Malfoy?" Harry asked in confusion.
"I think she just did, Harry...." Ron replied just when Draco set his Yarrow down, which bounded happily toward Harry and Ron's. Draco pointed his finger at Hermione.
"You little Mudblood, bitch!" He spat. Hermione set her Yarrow on Ron's lap with Draco's, who were playing happily, totally oblivious to what was going on around them.
"Is that the best you can come up with? How old are we now? Seven or Seventeen, Death Eater?" Hermione taunted. Draco made a growling-type of noise and lunged at her, tackling her to the ground. She could hear Harry and Ron's cries for Hagrid to come help Hermione, because they were so shocked that they didn't know quite what to do.
Hermione and Draco threw punches at each other, resulting in one bloody nose, two busted lips, and one black eye before Hagrid could pull them apart. He was holding both of them up by their collars so they were facing each other, just a few feet away.
"What der you two think yer doin'!?" Hagrid bellowed, obviously angry with them. They were locked in a glaring contest and each pointed at the other one.
"S/He started it!" They both said in unison, which only angered Hagrid further.
"I dun care who started it! Fifty points taken away...each! Detention with me ternight whether ya like it er not!" Everyone in the class stared at Hagrid in shock. They had never seen Hagrid give out detentions before or even take house points away. Draco and Hermione glowered at each other once more before being dropped to the ground by the half giant. "Now go up to the infirmary!" Draco and Hermione looked up at him in shock and confusion, his words not really sinking in. Hagrid looked at both of them in frustration. "NOW!" He roared.
Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy jumped up and ran to the hospital wing so fast that they wouldn't have to have been told twice.
"This is all your fault, you know!" Draco hissed through his teeth at Hermione, who was laying down on one of the beds pressed with perfect white sheets. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"What? Did you think I was just going to sit back while you try to beat the crap out of me for absolutely no reason, whatsoever." Hermione said through a gauze that she was holding to her bleeding nose. Draco sat up and stared at her in anger, moving the ice cube away from his fat lip, to lick away the water and blood.
"That's because you called me a Death Eater!"
"You called me a Mudblood! I didn't see myself lunging at you, now did I?" She said exhaling, closing her eyes. Her eyelids hurt. She didn't get much sleep last night...those nightmares were coming back again. A tear fell from her eye. She wiped it away quickly before Draco could see it. Plus, that damn suddenly-becoming-brighter lamp wasn't helping matters any. She glanced at Draco, seeing his eye starting to turn into a nice, dark, blue-ish color. She couldn't help, but smirk as she put her headphones on. Bastard.
He knew what she was thinking and saw her smirk while she put those weird looking earmuffs on. Bitch.
A/N: I know it's rather short, but I'm kind of having a brain cramp right now. Besides, I thought it was a pretty cool ending. "Bitch." Just one simple, clean, short sentence. It rocks. AND I AM NOT TELLING YOU WHAT HAPPENED TO HERMIONE OVER THE LAST SUMMER!!! YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO WAIT! But trust me, it's fucken horrible...well, in my opinion anyways. (No, she wasn't raped, that would be SO cliche.) Anyways, I'm not putting this online right this second, because I can't go online until 9 PM and it's only...um..*checks clock* 8:07 PM...Damn Eastern Time... Anyways, I read whatever reviews were posted this morning! This is what is motivating me to write! (Even though I'm having a brain fart at the moment *cough*) You know what I have realized? The more fanfiction you read and notice from what's good to really kick ass, you start to get a better feel for it. Because just a year ago, I totally sucked. Just read my DBZ one and you'll know what I mean. (Not saying you have to of course, it would be a waste of time on your part.) Because I read a lot of these fics and they are so awesome! Really they are! But they are either: A. Lacking plot and filled with pointless insanity. (or) B. Have the BEST plot, but their writing style is a little...iffy. Good news, though! Everything I've read with Hermione/Draco so far are perfect! KEEP ON WRITING PEOPLE, BECAUSE YOU RAWK, DUDES!!! REMEMBER!!! ThE mOrE yOu WrItE...tHe BeTtEr YoU gEt!!!! *bows* Alright, I've said my part of my senseless and pointless ranting.
THANKS FOR ALL THE REVIEWS!!!
Gandella Raye- Thanks! And there is definately more!
Uglinessrox55- lol, glad you know what Final Fantasy is, cos it rocks!
Aphrienna Alezadi- Yeah, I write confusing stuff, sorry. Heh.
Manshiqua- I'm not telling why Hermione is so upset yet. You will know when she tells whoever. I want it to be a surprise.
Fiery Slut- Er...shagging...yes...*confused laugh* I'm not quite sure if I'm going to be doing any lemony type stuff in here. (Since I'm totally NOT experienced.) Thanks though!
mic- Thank you!!! n_n
Tainted Love- Glad it made you smile. I'm quite sadistic myself...sorry if I stole your act, lol. Oh yes, I'm female. lol.
tigerbrat88- Thanks for the descriptive-ness part! *big dumb grin* And yeah, I'm VERY short for my age. Seventeen and barely 5' 2"...tis sad.
tinkerbelle- Yes, it was going back into the past. That's what my A/N's are for! lol and thanks!
Gandella Raye- Ha ha, thanks!
Uglinessrox55- Thank you. And I've been updating it like crazy, whoo.
Starlit Night- *blinks* I wish not to be killed, so I shall continue. And it should end out happy...but knowing me, it'll be a strange kind of happy, lol. Nothing bad though.
sharnie583- Glad you like my style of writing! Geez, I'm getting a lot of this...*blushes profusely* And no need to turn into a "crazy psycho bitch", please, lol.
Squashy Galoshes- *continues blushing* Either people pity me or I must be better than I thought. THANK YOU SO MUCH! *feels all giddy* BTW, love that strange name...very strange...o_O
Fiery Slut- Glad you like it! WHOO! YOU PEOPLE RAWK!!! I feel like crying from happiness...er...but I shall contain myself. Heh.
*Listening To*-
Linking Park-ReAnimation
In The End (Remix)
t.A.T.u.
Show Me Love(Extended Version)
pink_lemonade_86 o_O *burp*