A Match Made in Detention
Disclaimer: Well I do not own anything. My friends Sarah and Alissa are sorta writing this with me. We all started writing chapter 1 but now it is just me. Yeah.but I don't own a thing
A/N: see above
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Chapter 2: Get Up!
"Hermione! Hermione get up! Breakfast is almost over!" Harry and Ron yelled up the girl's dormitory steps.
"If only we could go up there." Ron said "Hermione get up!"
As soon as Ron yelled again, she was up. She had been awake for a long time just didn't feel like getting out of bed. However, they had been calling for her all morning and it was getting annoying. She yelled down to them that she was coming. She had already showered and gotten dressed before anyone else was up; she just got back into bed.
"Why didn't you come down earlier?" Harry asked
"Because I didn't feel like it." Hermione answered. "Have you found out where Hagrids been?"
"Oh yeah, he's been in the hospital wing with the wizards flu. He should be out in a day or two." Ron explained
"Okay good" Hermione smiled. Then she thought a minute ".Well then if he just has the flu why has he been out so long?"
"They said he tried to cure it himself and made it worse. Madam Pomfrey shooed us out and wouldn't tell us anything but what we told you." Harry answered
"Okay, what classes do we have today?" Hermione asked
"Oh, here's your schedule and your mail. Have you eaten?" Ron asked while hading her, her belongings
"Oh yeah, before you two were up." She lied. "Well we have potions first, better get moving"
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Eight o'clock arrived very soon, almost too soon. Hermione walked into the great hall and took a seat. Professor Littlewood was in a corner of the great hall sitting at a desk, with and two-person desk and bench in front of his own.
"Ms. Granger, over here please" Littlewood said motioning to where he was sitting
"Oh okay" Hermione answered, and walked to Professor Littlewood's 'area'. She took a seat on the left side of the bench, tending to sit on the very edge so she wouldn't have to sit so close to Malfoy.
"Mr. Malfoy is the only other who will be joining you, he should be here momentarily." Littlewood said with excitement in his voice. "Ah. here is Mr. Malfoy now. over here Draco"
Draco had grace with every step he took, which was highly odd. Hermione was questioning herself on why she was thinking about Draco's grace. She soon removed it from her thoughts and turned to face Professor Littlewood, in hopes that he would not be cruel in their detention punishment.
"Well now that you're both here, you are probably wondering what I am going to have you to do?" Littlewood asked
Both students nodded. And looked at their Professor in curiosity.
"Okay I'm not asking you to do much, I couldn't really think of anything good." Littlewood laughed. "Well I'm just going to have you two clean classroom number six. It hasn't been cleaned in years and Dumbledore wants me to use it, because he has given me the full time Care Of Magical Creatures position. Hagrid has resigned from that spot because he feels he is not qualified enough for it and wants you to learn all that you can. And Dumbledore wants me to use it for rain days and such" Littlewood rambled on
Hermione was devastated, and Draco just looked very pleased. Hermione knew why Draco was pleased, he had never really like Hagrid. She dreaded the fact that she would have to tell Ron and Harry that Littlewood was taking over for Hagrid before Dumbledore told the school.
"So we just have to clean a classroom?" Draco asked
"Yep, but not with magic." Littlewood answered. "So follow me"
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Classroom six was a large, square, dingy grey room. It was like stepping into a world of grey. Dust covered the whole, at least and inch high, and cobwebs and insects flooded the room. After Littlewood gave some light to the room, classroom six became a brighter grey.
It was torture to clean this both students thought. Professor Littlewood just laughed as if knowing what they were thinking.
"Well now, here are your cleaning supplies. I shall come and check on how you're doing around eleven thirty. If you're not done by then, I will finish it for you. So if you would please hand me your wands I will let you get to work." Littlewood said while taking there wands.
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A/N: Well I hope you liked chapter 2. I don't know if this story will be any good, but I will try my best. Please review and I will give you a cookie.
Disclaimer: Well I do not own anything. My friends Sarah and Alissa are sorta writing this with me. We all started writing chapter 1 but now it is just me. Yeah.but I don't own a thing
A/N: see above
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Chapter 2: Get Up!
"Hermione! Hermione get up! Breakfast is almost over!" Harry and Ron yelled up the girl's dormitory steps.
"If only we could go up there." Ron said "Hermione get up!"
As soon as Ron yelled again, she was up. She had been awake for a long time just didn't feel like getting out of bed. However, they had been calling for her all morning and it was getting annoying. She yelled down to them that she was coming. She had already showered and gotten dressed before anyone else was up; she just got back into bed.
"Why didn't you come down earlier?" Harry asked
"Because I didn't feel like it." Hermione answered. "Have you found out where Hagrids been?"
"Oh yeah, he's been in the hospital wing with the wizards flu. He should be out in a day or two." Ron explained
"Okay good" Hermione smiled. Then she thought a minute ".Well then if he just has the flu why has he been out so long?"
"They said he tried to cure it himself and made it worse. Madam Pomfrey shooed us out and wouldn't tell us anything but what we told you." Harry answered
"Okay, what classes do we have today?" Hermione asked
"Oh, here's your schedule and your mail. Have you eaten?" Ron asked while hading her, her belongings
"Oh yeah, before you two were up." She lied. "Well we have potions first, better get moving"
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Eight o'clock arrived very soon, almost too soon. Hermione walked into the great hall and took a seat. Professor Littlewood was in a corner of the great hall sitting at a desk, with and two-person desk and bench in front of his own.
"Ms. Granger, over here please" Littlewood said motioning to where he was sitting
"Oh okay" Hermione answered, and walked to Professor Littlewood's 'area'. She took a seat on the left side of the bench, tending to sit on the very edge so she wouldn't have to sit so close to Malfoy.
"Mr. Malfoy is the only other who will be joining you, he should be here momentarily." Littlewood said with excitement in his voice. "Ah. here is Mr. Malfoy now. over here Draco"
Draco had grace with every step he took, which was highly odd. Hermione was questioning herself on why she was thinking about Draco's grace. She soon removed it from her thoughts and turned to face Professor Littlewood, in hopes that he would not be cruel in their detention punishment.
"Well now that you're both here, you are probably wondering what I am going to have you to do?" Littlewood asked
Both students nodded. And looked at their Professor in curiosity.
"Okay I'm not asking you to do much, I couldn't really think of anything good." Littlewood laughed. "Well I'm just going to have you two clean classroom number six. It hasn't been cleaned in years and Dumbledore wants me to use it, because he has given me the full time Care Of Magical Creatures position. Hagrid has resigned from that spot because he feels he is not qualified enough for it and wants you to learn all that you can. And Dumbledore wants me to use it for rain days and such" Littlewood rambled on
Hermione was devastated, and Draco just looked very pleased. Hermione knew why Draco was pleased, he had never really like Hagrid. She dreaded the fact that she would have to tell Ron and Harry that Littlewood was taking over for Hagrid before Dumbledore told the school.
"So we just have to clean a classroom?" Draco asked
"Yep, but not with magic." Littlewood answered. "So follow me"
----- * * * ------
Classroom six was a large, square, dingy grey room. It was like stepping into a world of grey. Dust covered the whole, at least and inch high, and cobwebs and insects flooded the room. After Littlewood gave some light to the room, classroom six became a brighter grey.
It was torture to clean this both students thought. Professor Littlewood just laughed as if knowing what they were thinking.
"Well now, here are your cleaning supplies. I shall come and check on how you're doing around eleven thirty. If you're not done by then, I will finish it for you. So if you would please hand me your wands I will let you get to work." Littlewood said while taking there wands.
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A/N: Well I hope you liked chapter 2. I don't know if this story will be any good, but I will try my best. Please review and I will give you a cookie.