Chapter 3
After breakfast, Ron, Hermione, and Harry headed down to the Charms classroom. They had Charms with the Slytherins this year and all three of them, though none of them had voiced it aloud, were hoping that they'd hear exactly what had happened this morning. If any one else had done it, they wouldn't have been as interested. But when Draco Malfoy does something, everybody wants to know about it for one reason or another.
Malfoy had become quite popular with girls in the past couple of years. Despite his personality, almost every girl in the school liked him for his looks. There were only a few people who couldn't even see how others thought of him as attractive. These were people like Hermione Granger who knew what a horrible person Malfoy was and couldn't look past that.
This morning, Draco Malfoy wasn't seen in Charms. Hermione tried to hear the conversations that the other Slytherins were having to see if they were saying anything about him. She even went as far as sitting as close as possible to Crabbe and Goyle; the last thing she'd ever do on a normal occasion.
Alas, all of this work did no good. By the end of Charms, the only thing Hermione had accomplished was getting a stone shot at her by Goyle in the middle of reviewing the summoning charm. Ron and Harry hadn't really heard anything either. Ron swore he heard Pansy Parkinson say that Draco had made McGonagall's underwear fly around the Great Hall, but Hermione told him he was hearing (and wishing) things. This upset Ron and made him blush. He didn't speak to Hermione for the whole next period, which was History of Magic.
By lunchtime, Hermione, Harry, and Ron still had no clue what had happened because surprisingly, everybody who had seen the incident had listened to McGonagall and not said anything. "Well maybe it is something serious then," commented Ron, while they were eating. "Oh, come on Ron, it doesn't really matter does it? McGonagall said not to worry so just drop the subject," Hermione spat. She was getting kind of annoyed herself because, being a nosy person, she really wanted to know what had happened; important or not important.
After lunch, the three friends headed to the dungeons for their Potions lesson. They sat down in their usual seat at the back of the room. When class started and Malfoy still hadn't shown up (they had Potions with the Slytherins as well) Snape yelled to the back of the room, "Ms. Granger, hurry and move up front to Mr. Malfoy's usual seat. I need the front of the room filled and I'd prefer to have you up here than someone like Neville who might burn up my desk." He sneered at Neville, and Neville cowered in his seat. Hermione shrugged and gathered her things to move to the front of the room.
Soon, Snape had the class working on an extremely complicated potion. 'He's in a bit of a bad mood today,' thought Hermione to herself, who, for the second time today, was forced to sit near Malfoy's cronies. "Help me with my potion!" demanded Crabbe, who was unfortunately her seating partner for the day. "Do your own potion!" she snapped at him.
Bad timing it was, because at that moment, Snape was standing just behind them looking over their progress. "Ah, Ms. Granger, not willing to help a fellow student in need? Detention! Tonight! And help Mr. Crabbe," he happily exclaimed before walking away to bother other Gryffindors, most likely Harry. Hermione fumed. Not only was it unfair that she had detention, but she also had to now do two potions instead of one because helping Crabbe meant doing all of the work. She finished her own potion just as class ended.
Snape assigned them a large essay due the next day for homework, and reminded Hermione, "Detention tonight, don't forget! You'll find out what time at dinner..." Instead of sounding cheerful this time however, he sounded angry and sour as usual. Hermione tried her best not to retort anything at him, and gathered her stuff very quickly before hurrying off to her next class.
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At dinner, Hermione received a note about her detention stating that she would be meeting Filch in a certain classroom at eleven thirty that night. "Great," she mumbled, while pushing the note towards Harry. "What? Snape's assigned you a detention for tonight?! Sucks for you," he said to her with a great look of pity. "Why should it suck any more than usual?" she questioned, half knowing what the answer would be. "Well, you know if Malfoy's done something wrong he'll have detention lined up for weeks!" Ron answered for Harry. Hermione shook her head. "Great... that makes it all the more fun..." she mumbled.
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A/N: Hey look! It's longer than the last two chapters (only by a little.. but so what)! I think it's a bit better as well (a BIT I said)... most likely due to the fact that I wrote it early so I wasn't tired (well sorta early: 11-12 ish at night... and I wasn't very tired anyway...) It was easier to write too! Dunno why that is...
And look! I think I'm going to go start on the next chapter right away! Hurray for me.
Ok, is it wrong of me that I've forgotten if they mention whether or not they have their classes with the same houses every year? Well, if they do sucks for that fact because I've just messed it up by putting Gryffindor with Slytherin in Charms... unless they were like that already...jeez wow, guess I need to go through the series again *has already,like, a thousand times*.
Yay! Please review, I love to hear what people think of my oh so fascinating stories! I especially want to know what people think about the semi-normal stories ones like this one ^^. My odd ones get reviewed a lot more x.x.
After breakfast, Ron, Hermione, and Harry headed down to the Charms classroom. They had Charms with the Slytherins this year and all three of them, though none of them had voiced it aloud, were hoping that they'd hear exactly what had happened this morning. If any one else had done it, they wouldn't have been as interested. But when Draco Malfoy does something, everybody wants to know about it for one reason or another.
Malfoy had become quite popular with girls in the past couple of years. Despite his personality, almost every girl in the school liked him for his looks. There were only a few people who couldn't even see how others thought of him as attractive. These were people like Hermione Granger who knew what a horrible person Malfoy was and couldn't look past that.
This morning, Draco Malfoy wasn't seen in Charms. Hermione tried to hear the conversations that the other Slytherins were having to see if they were saying anything about him. She even went as far as sitting as close as possible to Crabbe and Goyle; the last thing she'd ever do on a normal occasion.
Alas, all of this work did no good. By the end of Charms, the only thing Hermione had accomplished was getting a stone shot at her by Goyle in the middle of reviewing the summoning charm. Ron and Harry hadn't really heard anything either. Ron swore he heard Pansy Parkinson say that Draco had made McGonagall's underwear fly around the Great Hall, but Hermione told him he was hearing (and wishing) things. This upset Ron and made him blush. He didn't speak to Hermione for the whole next period, which was History of Magic.
By lunchtime, Hermione, Harry, and Ron still had no clue what had happened because surprisingly, everybody who had seen the incident had listened to McGonagall and not said anything. "Well maybe it is something serious then," commented Ron, while they were eating. "Oh, come on Ron, it doesn't really matter does it? McGonagall said not to worry so just drop the subject," Hermione spat. She was getting kind of annoyed herself because, being a nosy person, she really wanted to know what had happened; important or not important.
After lunch, the three friends headed to the dungeons for their Potions lesson. They sat down in their usual seat at the back of the room. When class started and Malfoy still hadn't shown up (they had Potions with the Slytherins as well) Snape yelled to the back of the room, "Ms. Granger, hurry and move up front to Mr. Malfoy's usual seat. I need the front of the room filled and I'd prefer to have you up here than someone like Neville who might burn up my desk." He sneered at Neville, and Neville cowered in his seat. Hermione shrugged and gathered her things to move to the front of the room.
Soon, Snape had the class working on an extremely complicated potion. 'He's in a bit of a bad mood today,' thought Hermione to herself, who, for the second time today, was forced to sit near Malfoy's cronies. "Help me with my potion!" demanded Crabbe, who was unfortunately her seating partner for the day. "Do your own potion!" she snapped at him.
Bad timing it was, because at that moment, Snape was standing just behind them looking over their progress. "Ah, Ms. Granger, not willing to help a fellow student in need? Detention! Tonight! And help Mr. Crabbe," he happily exclaimed before walking away to bother other Gryffindors, most likely Harry. Hermione fumed. Not only was it unfair that she had detention, but she also had to now do two potions instead of one because helping Crabbe meant doing all of the work. She finished her own potion just as class ended.
Snape assigned them a large essay due the next day for homework, and reminded Hermione, "Detention tonight, don't forget! You'll find out what time at dinner..." Instead of sounding cheerful this time however, he sounded angry and sour as usual. Hermione tried her best not to retort anything at him, and gathered her stuff very quickly before hurrying off to her next class.
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At dinner, Hermione received a note about her detention stating that she would be meeting Filch in a certain classroom at eleven thirty that night. "Great," she mumbled, while pushing the note towards Harry. "What? Snape's assigned you a detention for tonight?! Sucks for you," he said to her with a great look of pity. "Why should it suck any more than usual?" she questioned, half knowing what the answer would be. "Well, you know if Malfoy's done something wrong he'll have detention lined up for weeks!" Ron answered for Harry. Hermione shook her head. "Great... that makes it all the more fun..." she mumbled.
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A/N: Hey look! It's longer than the last two chapters (only by a little.. but so what)! I think it's a bit better as well (a BIT I said)... most likely due to the fact that I wrote it early so I wasn't tired (well sorta early: 11-12 ish at night... and I wasn't very tired anyway...) It was easier to write too! Dunno why that is...
And look! I think I'm going to go start on the next chapter right away! Hurray for me.
Ok, is it wrong of me that I've forgotten if they mention whether or not they have their classes with the same houses every year? Well, if they do sucks for that fact because I've just messed it up by putting Gryffindor with Slytherin in Charms... unless they were like that already...jeez wow, guess I need to go through the series again *has already,like, a thousand times*.
Yay! Please review, I love to hear what people think of my oh so fascinating stories! I especially want to know what people think about the semi-normal stories ones like this one ^^. My odd ones get reviewed a lot more x.x.