I, ME, MY LOVE POTION EGGS!
by squidward
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DISCLAIMER: Yeah, yeah, I don't own Harry Potter… it's Ron Weasley that I own^^ (now don't look at me like that… ;p)
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I, ME, MY LOVE POTION EGGS!
Chapter V: Surprising Revelations
Hermione's eyes started to water. 'Your hair doesn't suit you; you look like a slug.' Malfoy's voice kept ringing in her ears. She could feel drops of tears cascading down her cheeks and she quickly wiped them, in case Ron and Harry caught sight of her and gloated that they were really right from the start. But as she watched Draco cutting his roots a small smile played on her lips.
'How can such a handsome face throw an insult at me? He just can't. What he said is not an insult… it's a, er, a constructive criticism. Yeah, that's it. A constructive criticism. He said that this hairstyle doesn't suit me so it's got to be true. Of course, it is Draco Malfoy who said it. It's got to be true.'
"If you don't stop staring at me, I'll melt," Draco snapped. Hermione blushed and turned back to her work.
"OUCH!" Ron yelped. He absentmindedly cut his finger. The cut was not too deep though. He was too busy watching Draco and Hermione to notice what he was doing. 'And what did that scum ferret told her to make her blush like that!' Ron thought angrily. He pressed his finger hard in his handkerchief to stop it from bleeding and Crabbe sniggered as he watched him.
"You'll be testing your potions on your partner after twenty minutes. It should be purple by now," said Snape. Ron's potion was blood red but found that his was better than Crabbe's mud brown and Neville's slimy green. He gulped hard after realizing that he would be taking Crabbe's potion. It would be like drinking a wet soil.
On the other hand Hermione and Draco were doing okay. Both had purple potions though Draco's was slightly blue. When there were only three minutes remaining Snape told them to start arranging their tools.
"And don't forget to put your sample potions on my table for markings. You can now give your potion to your partner for testing."
"Take this first," Draco told Hermione, "let's see what you and Potter and that weasel are playing this time."
"What do you mean?"
"Ask me no questions now. Just drink it." Hermione nodded obediently. She drank a quarter of Malfoy's potion and stared blankly at the space after. Draco smiled mischievously.
"Now, that's nice. Okay Mudblood, what are you going to tell me at breakfast before Weasley dragged you to your table?"
Hermione turned to him and looked at him with her expressionless eyes, "I was about to ask you to go out with me," she replied in a monotonous voice.
"WHAT?!?" Draco roared.
"I said I was about to ask you to go out with me," Hermione repeated in the same lifeless tone. Draco stared at her for a moment in disbelief.
The room suddenly sounded like a marketplace. Here and there nervous screams and high-pitched laughters were heard. The students near Neville's table panicked because Pansy Parkinson fell on her desk and looked like she was having a seizure after taking Neville's potion. Seamus was laughing madly after taking Millicent's. Snape told their partners to bring them to the hospital wing. His eyes narrowed maliciously as he watched Neville and Millicent assist Seamus and Pansy out. They were pretty sure that Snape would give them detention.
Draco watched the scenes with the expression like Hermione's. He was not really absorbing what was happening around him. He turned back to Hermione and shook his head before asking another question. "And why did you want to go out with me?"
"Because I like you," Hermione replied. Draco almost fell from his chair when he heard this. Was there something wrong with his potion? Hermione was too straightforward; he was taken aback.
"Are you sure you drank my potion Mudblood?" Draco asked and tried to sound as rude as always though his muffled voice betrayed him. Hermione nodded blankly. He stared at her as though she was an extraterrestrial – shocking but interesting. Draco quickly expunged the idea that Hermione was interesting. He grabbed Hermione's cauldron without consent and put some in a glass.
"Here, take this too," he pushed the glass to Hermione, "there must be a mistake in my potion." Hermione took the glass and emptied it. Her face was still expressionless and the remaining light in her eyes was gone.
"Okay, I think yours is more effective," said Draco excitedly. He looked at her scathingly and bombarded her again with questions. "Again, what is it that you wanted to tell me earlier at breakfast?"
"I was about to ask you to go out with me," Hermione repeated. Draco shook his head impatiently, taking it as an insult that he let Hermione make fool of him (if she was really fooling him).
"GRANGER DRINK THE POTION, WILL YOU!" he snarled. Ron and Harry heard this and thought that Malfoy was bullying Hermione. Ron was still coughing dryly after drinking Crabbe's potion while Harry was having a nosebleed. Yet they still ran to their table and faced Malfoy.
"Malfoy stop picking on he-" but before Harry could continue Snape already caught them and marched to their direction.
"What's this Potter? Mr. Malfoy?" Harry only glared at Malfoy.
"They're disturbing us, Professor," Malfoy muttered.
"But he's bullying her!" Ron shouted.
"I'm just asking Granger to drink the potion," said Malfoy.
"Weasley I told the class to test their potion at their partners. That's twenty points from Gryffindor for being such a nuisance. And I will make it fifty if you two don't go back to your respective tables!" Harry and Ron left Hermione grudgingly and Malfoy smirked at them.
When Snape went away from their table Malfoy turned to Hermione again who was still staring blankly at the space. "Granger, don't expect me to take a bite of your stupid game," he hissed threateningly, "what are you and your stupid friends playing at?!"
"I'm not fooling around. I'm telling the truth," Hermione replied flatly. Malfoy studied her for a moment, assessing her if she was only acting or it was the real thing. He stared at her eyes and noticed that it was lifeless. 'That's one of the effect of the potion,' he thought, 'is she really telling the truth?'
"Okay, and why is it that you wanted to go out with me?" But before Hermione could answer Snape's voice was already dominating the room.
"It's almost time," he flicked his wand and Hermione's face looked normal again, "put your sample potions on my desk before leaving. I already lifted the effect on the drinkers so you should start moving now!"
"What happened?" asked Hermione.
'There's no use asking her now, darn!' Draco thought. "Don't worry, you're still our old Mudblood, Granger."
"Hermione!" Ron called. He and Harry hurried to her. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"You can take her away now, Weasel. She's a big filth in my sight," Malfoy sneered.
"Shut up Malfoy!" Harry shouted.
"Hermione, let's go," Ron grabbed Hermione's hand and they stalked out of the room.
"Ron wait!" Hermione exclaimed. She pushed Ron's hand away and called Malfoy. "Bye Draco! Thanks for today!" then she beamed at him.
Everyone in the room, including Snape, watched Hermione with great incredulity. They cleared their ears and tried to search for even a tiny bit of sarcasm in Hermione's words, but they found none. Malfoy raised his brows at her and he could feel his face going hot as he noticed that some eyes were watching him too.
Harry was thinking hard for a cover up but all the ideas escaped him. Ron was starting to burst in anger, which alarmed Harry too. Ron couldn't fly off the handle with Snape around.
"Hermione, let's go!" Ron screeched and dragged her out of the room.
"Ron you're hurting me! Let go!" Hermione squealed. Ron let go of her hand harshly when they were far from everyone. "What's your problem?" Hermione growled.
Ron's face was as red as his hair so Harry took the matter in his hand to stop them from bickering again. "Hermione, could you at least stop yourself from talking to Malfoy?! You didn't know what rubbish you did there at the dungeon!"
"Rubbish?! I just said goodbye at him! When did it become illegal?"
"How many times do I have to tell you? Malfoy is your enemy. Our enemy!" Harry restrained, "Hermione, your feelings for him are not natural. We already told you that it's because of the love potion egg, didn't we? Professor Flitwick told us that the effect would wear off after weeks. So please, don't do anything stupid, okay?"
"My feelings for him are not - are not genuine?" Hermione asked. Harry nodded.
"Hermione," Ron broke into a calmer voice, "if you just avoid him then you don't have to feel that funny thing. We'll help you. We'll get her out of your sight until you're okay. Just cooperate with us," Ron watched Hermione's sad face and his chest contracted, "let's hurry to Transfiguration, McGonagall will be furious if we're late."
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