Authors note: Carleen has nothing to say. I just have to say, fish. I like
fish. Fish and socks. Can't live without 'em. Oh yah and Queen. And
violence and Harry Potter. And don't forget LOTR. There are a lot of things
you can't live without. Yes, now for the story. En fin!
******
Draco swept down the dungeon corridor, his footsteps echoing. A vengeful look was plastered on his face and thoughts of revenge flashed through his mind. Twisted contemplations of torture accompanied those thoughts. He wanted Hermione. He needed her. He would do anything to have her.
"Anything," he thought. Draco stopped in his tracks and did a sharp turn towards a door to his left. Swinging the door open, he faced his father, Lucius who was swinging a glass of wine around and singing along to a song.
"Bicycling on every Wednesday evening, Thursday I go waltzing to the zoo! I come from London to-"
"Dad?!" Draco screwed up his face. Lucius muttered something that sounded remotely like "shit" and shut off the music immediately. "Isn't that muggle mus-"
"No! Of course not!"
"But that's Qu-"
"No it's not! I hate muggles! Why would I be listening to their music. Even if they are- never mind that! Why are you here?" he snapped.
"Okay. I know how we can help Voldemort."
Lucius raised his eyebrows. "Really? How so?"
"Two words. Hermione Granger."
******
Harry, Hermione, Ron and Neville entered the Potions classroom, which had been moved from the dungeons to the third floor (little to their knowledge, Lucuis had occupied the empty classroom in the dungeons). As they found seats to sit in, Hermione noticed Draco was not there.
"Why am I even thinking about him?" she asked herself and wiped the thought from her mind.
Vera Sprice waltzed into the classroom and smirked evilly at Hermione. Her eyes flashed a ruby red then went back to their normal glacial grey. The class went silent as she sauntered to the front of the classroom. The guys were quiet because the drool filled up too much of their mouths. The girls, however, were stunned at how she acted like she was the queen of the wizarding world.
"Good afternoon class. Today, we are going to be making a submission potion. Do not drink this, for you will do whatever someone tells you too. And that might cause some problems. Yet, it can be very helpful if you are not the one who drinks it. Now, get out your cauldrons and I will partner you up!"
Just at that instant, Draco came bursting into the classroom. "Sorry for my tardiness! I had some. issues to take care of."
"Of course, Mr. Malfoy. I was just about to pair Hermione up with Ron, but you suit the position better. Harry, you go with Lavender. Seamus and Neville, Parviti with Mr. Crabbe."
She continued to list pairs until she got the end of the attendance list. "Ah, Mr. Weasley! We seem to have an odd number today! You can be my partner. Please come to the front."
"Yes ma'am!" Ron said and almost hopped over his desk to get to her. Unfortunately, Ron wasn't a good jumper and tripped, knocking over a desk and Neville. Hermione giggled at the sight and Harry stifled a laugh.
Hermione was still laughing when Draco came up behind her. "Hey, partner," he whispered in her ear and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Her expression changed and she elbowed him in the ribs, right where they were bruised from her kicking. He cringed and sat down beside her. Right as he sat down, she stood up and said that she was going to get the ingredients.
As Hermione walked to the front of the class to get the ingredients she realized that this evasion couldn't last forever and she would eventually have to sit down and make the potion with Draco. And eventually she did sit down, much to her dislike. But deep in her subconscious she wanted Draco. She lusted after him. He was so much hotter than Ron. Not to mention smarter, and richer.
"Hmm.," she thought to herself, "Maybe I was wrong about him. I mean, this could work out. If Ron doesn't try and kill himself again."
Her mood lightened as they mixed ingredients.
"Hermione?" Draco said softly.
"Yes?" "I'm sorry. I mean for everything. I feel like a real ass."
"You should. But. I forgive you." She smiled at him and he smiled back but in the back of his mind he was scheming about what he was going to do to her.
"Hogsmeade is next weekend. Will I see you there?"
"Only if you're going. But what about Ron? He almost killed himself. And. I might love him."
"Don't be silly!"
Hermione laughed but inside she knew it was a bad idea to be with Draco. But she couldn't help it, hormones had taken over her life. And as she looked over to Ron, and saw him flirting with the teacher, she figured he would be okay and wouldn't need her. She was wrong.
Lavender had horribly screwed up the potion as she flirted endlessly with Harry. "You know Harry, you have the most gorgeous eyes. And your hair. it's so soft!"
"Thanks. I think. Uh, maybe we should fix the potion." Harry looked over at their cauldron, which was now glowing green and giving off a smell of cheeseburgers.
"Nah! It's fine!" Lavender threw her arms around Harry. He smiled weakly.
"Yeah, you can let go of me now," Harry said peeling her off of him. He went over to their potion and waved his wand making it disappear. "Okay, let's start over. This time, I do the measuring and you can just stand there and-"
"Look pretty!"
"Keep telling yourself that. You realize I have a girlfriend?"
"I'm your girlfriend?!?"
"NO!"
"Oh my god! I'm Harry Potter's GIRLFRIEND!!!"
"NO! Ginny is!" Harry yelled at her, causing the whole class to stop working and stare at him. Hermione tried not to laugh but some things are just impossible.
"Yes and now that we know who Harry Potter is dating we can back to work. Remember to use your inside voice, Mr. Potter," Professor Sprice said shaking her head.
"Jesus Harry! Why did you lead me on?" "What are you talking about? I never liked you! You're whiney and bitchy and too clingy! Not to mention you look like Hagrid!"
"Oh. BURN!!" Neville shouted from the back of the classroom making the class erupt in laughter.
"Mr. Longbottom! That was uncalled for! 20 points from Gryffindor!"
***That weekend at Hogsmeade***
Hermione had convinced Ron and Harry to stay behind at Hogwarts to look for Ginny, who had mysteriously vanished. Both boys cared about her so much they were oblivious to what was going with Hermione.
She met Draco at the Three Broomsticks who ordered them both Butter Beers.
"Are you sure you can't get something with alcohol?" Hermione asked him innocently.
"Nah, they know me too well. Last year, Crabbe, Goyle and I got really wasted and I'm surprised they even let me in here again."
"Then let's go somewhere else. I am in serious need of alcohol right now."
"Why don't you go order some? I'm sure if you showed a little more cleavage and batted your eyelashes they'd give you some."
And sure enough, Hermione came back with two glasses of the muggle drink, Baileys. And almost as sure as that, Hermione got really wasted. She didn't drink much at home, but when she drank, she really drank. Draco was really happy about this. He now didn't need to use the potion he snuck from the Potions classroom.
"You know what? Fish. I like them fish. Wow, Draco. I never noticed how sexy you are. Did I tell you I'm a virgin?"
"I'm sure you are! Now let's go back to Hogwarts. We can go make out in the dungeons."
"Are we walking?"
"Uh. yeah!"
"But I can fly!" Hermione got up and started flapping her arms. "Whoo hoo! All these people look like ants!"
"Jesus Christ, lay down before you hurt yourself! Come on let's get out of here!"
Hermione nodded and stopped playing with a strange man's beard. She skipped merrily over to Draco before declaring that she was an octopus and waving her arms madly.
"I don't feel too good." She then passed out and fell into Draco's arms.
"This is going to be a long day." Draco sighed.
******
Draco swept down the dungeon corridor, his footsteps echoing. A vengeful look was plastered on his face and thoughts of revenge flashed through his mind. Twisted contemplations of torture accompanied those thoughts. He wanted Hermione. He needed her. He would do anything to have her.
"Anything," he thought. Draco stopped in his tracks and did a sharp turn towards a door to his left. Swinging the door open, he faced his father, Lucius who was swinging a glass of wine around and singing along to a song.
"Bicycling on every Wednesday evening, Thursday I go waltzing to the zoo! I come from London to-"
"Dad?!" Draco screwed up his face. Lucius muttered something that sounded remotely like "shit" and shut off the music immediately. "Isn't that muggle mus-"
"No! Of course not!"
"But that's Qu-"
"No it's not! I hate muggles! Why would I be listening to their music. Even if they are- never mind that! Why are you here?" he snapped.
"Okay. I know how we can help Voldemort."
Lucius raised his eyebrows. "Really? How so?"
"Two words. Hermione Granger."
******
Harry, Hermione, Ron and Neville entered the Potions classroom, which had been moved from the dungeons to the third floor (little to their knowledge, Lucuis had occupied the empty classroom in the dungeons). As they found seats to sit in, Hermione noticed Draco was not there.
"Why am I even thinking about him?" she asked herself and wiped the thought from her mind.
Vera Sprice waltzed into the classroom and smirked evilly at Hermione. Her eyes flashed a ruby red then went back to their normal glacial grey. The class went silent as she sauntered to the front of the classroom. The guys were quiet because the drool filled up too much of their mouths. The girls, however, were stunned at how she acted like she was the queen of the wizarding world.
"Good afternoon class. Today, we are going to be making a submission potion. Do not drink this, for you will do whatever someone tells you too. And that might cause some problems. Yet, it can be very helpful if you are not the one who drinks it. Now, get out your cauldrons and I will partner you up!"
Just at that instant, Draco came bursting into the classroom. "Sorry for my tardiness! I had some. issues to take care of."
"Of course, Mr. Malfoy. I was just about to pair Hermione up with Ron, but you suit the position better. Harry, you go with Lavender. Seamus and Neville, Parviti with Mr. Crabbe."
She continued to list pairs until she got the end of the attendance list. "Ah, Mr. Weasley! We seem to have an odd number today! You can be my partner. Please come to the front."
"Yes ma'am!" Ron said and almost hopped over his desk to get to her. Unfortunately, Ron wasn't a good jumper and tripped, knocking over a desk and Neville. Hermione giggled at the sight and Harry stifled a laugh.
Hermione was still laughing when Draco came up behind her. "Hey, partner," he whispered in her ear and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Her expression changed and she elbowed him in the ribs, right where they were bruised from her kicking. He cringed and sat down beside her. Right as he sat down, she stood up and said that she was going to get the ingredients.
As Hermione walked to the front of the class to get the ingredients she realized that this evasion couldn't last forever and she would eventually have to sit down and make the potion with Draco. And eventually she did sit down, much to her dislike. But deep in her subconscious she wanted Draco. She lusted after him. He was so much hotter than Ron. Not to mention smarter, and richer.
"Hmm.," she thought to herself, "Maybe I was wrong about him. I mean, this could work out. If Ron doesn't try and kill himself again."
Her mood lightened as they mixed ingredients.
"Hermione?" Draco said softly.
"Yes?" "I'm sorry. I mean for everything. I feel like a real ass."
"You should. But. I forgive you." She smiled at him and he smiled back but in the back of his mind he was scheming about what he was going to do to her.
"Hogsmeade is next weekend. Will I see you there?"
"Only if you're going. But what about Ron? He almost killed himself. And. I might love him."
"Don't be silly!"
Hermione laughed but inside she knew it was a bad idea to be with Draco. But she couldn't help it, hormones had taken over her life. And as she looked over to Ron, and saw him flirting with the teacher, she figured he would be okay and wouldn't need her. She was wrong.
Lavender had horribly screwed up the potion as she flirted endlessly with Harry. "You know Harry, you have the most gorgeous eyes. And your hair. it's so soft!"
"Thanks. I think. Uh, maybe we should fix the potion." Harry looked over at their cauldron, which was now glowing green and giving off a smell of cheeseburgers.
"Nah! It's fine!" Lavender threw her arms around Harry. He smiled weakly.
"Yeah, you can let go of me now," Harry said peeling her off of him. He went over to their potion and waved his wand making it disappear. "Okay, let's start over. This time, I do the measuring and you can just stand there and-"
"Look pretty!"
"Keep telling yourself that. You realize I have a girlfriend?"
"I'm your girlfriend?!?"
"NO!"
"Oh my god! I'm Harry Potter's GIRLFRIEND!!!"
"NO! Ginny is!" Harry yelled at her, causing the whole class to stop working and stare at him. Hermione tried not to laugh but some things are just impossible.
"Yes and now that we know who Harry Potter is dating we can back to work. Remember to use your inside voice, Mr. Potter," Professor Sprice said shaking her head.
"Jesus Harry! Why did you lead me on?" "What are you talking about? I never liked you! You're whiney and bitchy and too clingy! Not to mention you look like Hagrid!"
"Oh. BURN!!" Neville shouted from the back of the classroom making the class erupt in laughter.
"Mr. Longbottom! That was uncalled for! 20 points from Gryffindor!"
***That weekend at Hogsmeade***
Hermione had convinced Ron and Harry to stay behind at Hogwarts to look for Ginny, who had mysteriously vanished. Both boys cared about her so much they were oblivious to what was going with Hermione.
She met Draco at the Three Broomsticks who ordered them both Butter Beers.
"Are you sure you can't get something with alcohol?" Hermione asked him innocently.
"Nah, they know me too well. Last year, Crabbe, Goyle and I got really wasted and I'm surprised they even let me in here again."
"Then let's go somewhere else. I am in serious need of alcohol right now."
"Why don't you go order some? I'm sure if you showed a little more cleavage and batted your eyelashes they'd give you some."
And sure enough, Hermione came back with two glasses of the muggle drink, Baileys. And almost as sure as that, Hermione got really wasted. She didn't drink much at home, but when she drank, she really drank. Draco was really happy about this. He now didn't need to use the potion he snuck from the Potions classroom.
"You know what? Fish. I like them fish. Wow, Draco. I never noticed how sexy you are. Did I tell you I'm a virgin?"
"I'm sure you are! Now let's go back to Hogwarts. We can go make out in the dungeons."
"Are we walking?"
"Uh. yeah!"
"But I can fly!" Hermione got up and started flapping her arms. "Whoo hoo! All these people look like ants!"
"Jesus Christ, lay down before you hurt yourself! Come on let's get out of here!"
Hermione nodded and stopped playing with a strange man's beard. She skipped merrily over to Draco before declaring that she was an octopus and waving her arms madly.
"I don't feel too good." She then passed out and fell into Draco's arms.
"This is going to be a long day." Draco sighed.