A/N: Hehe, THANKS REVIEWERS!! School tomorrow.. but I'm gonna try to finish this. I might forget the story plot so... yes. Um for those of you who didn't know where the lyrics on the first chapter is, that's from In This Diary from the great band the Ataris. YES THE ATARIS!! The other shitty poem was by me so don't laugh you'll find more cheesy work like that.
moonlightgirl*ChoChang- haha!! You're too cute! Foggy...? Well Hermione's bein snappy to Ron and Harry in that chap cuz.. well i dunno she can't focuse on her work yet they barge in outta nowhere just to show her dancing frogs. Yes. Haha, I'm not mad don't worry. Thanks for liking me.. haha.
super sycoh- Weeee.. rock on homie!
Ok i'm gonna shut up now. Enjoy!
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Chapter 2-
She was about to fold it back in until she realised an unfamiliar writing below hers.
What the hell?, she said to herself. At first, she didn't think of reading it, because all she was thinking of was the fact that someone else had read her poem. Feeling embarrassed, she looked around the library to see who was around. But then again... nobody knew it was actually hers.
Right?
'How humiliating'... she thought to herself and finally decided to read.
Nice poem. Is it dedicated to me? No, really. Very nice. By the way who are you? Not that I'll know because I won't be giving a shit later on.
Hermione raised a brow. Confused? Yes. Scared? Oh yes. How was this thing able to write back? Maybe the paper had the same material as Tom Riddle's diary?
Now getting goosebumps, Hermione slowly closed the book and pushed it away from her.
"Weird." She eyed it carefully, and pulled it back towards her and opened it. She stared at it for a few seconds then looked around again.
Unsure, she grabbed her quill and began to write...
Closing the book tediously, eyeing it carefully and opening it quickly to see if whatever it was wrote back.
Nothing.
Hermione looked at the time one last time, realising she had better get going. Looking at her book with the parchment in it one last time, and headed out.
Curious...very curious...
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"Ron!" Harry yelled at Ron for transforming their bottle into a pink beatle, instead of just turning the bottle pink.
"What what what? You try it then, you Hermione!" Ron pointed to Harry's wand.
Harry swished and flicked and tried to perfect the spell but it refused to turn pink, but other colours. He tried again and managed to turn it into a mirror-like bottle.
"That's what I thought." Ron concentrated at the object and aimed. "Shit!" he muttered as he watched the spell bounce away from the bottle and flew to someone behind them. Suddenly, there was a scream, from someone who sounded like Parkinson.
"YOU IDIOT WEASLEY!" a loud yell came from behind. Ron and Harry turned around and burst out laughing at the ex-blonde with now a pink head.
"Oh, nice hair Malfoy." Ron smirked.
"You're next, you morons!" Draco angrilly swished his wand and altered Ron and Harry's head to something long, bright....and fushia.
Ron and Harry's face switched from grinning and smirking, to surprised and horrified.
"That isn't so bad now is it, shitheads?" Draco spat.
"What the f--" Harry felt his hair, while pointing at Ron's hair and Ron pointed at his.
"LANGUAGE!" Professor McGonagall stressed. She turned around from her desk and stood up to look at the causes of the noise, "Boys! That is enough! I do not need to here this...nonsense! You embarrass me! And to think the two of you represent my house. I am defenitley not impressed! With any of you! Not impressed at all." McGonagall's eyes were widened and her arms were pounded on her desk. "Detention! I shall see you after class!"
"But-" Harry tried to say.
"Not a word, Potter. After class."
Ron and Harry exchanged disbelief looks. Draco sat down with a large smirk on his face, "Dumb amateurs..." he muttered.
McGonagall's eyes turned to Draco and her lips were pursed, "Oh, that means you too, Mr. Malfoy."
Draco paused in the middle and glared at Harry and Ron, while clutching his fists. Ron grinned and waved.
"Turn around, now." Harry whispered.
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"Detention?" Hermione laughed, "I say 50 points for Gryffindor!"
Ron wrinkled his nose, "McGonagall's got no taste, is all" he felt his hair making sure it felt normal.
Harry made a funny noise as they passed by a group of Slytherins.
"What is she making you do this time? Clean the girl's bathroom or something?"
"No. Fix books." Harry answered.
"At the library." Ron added in distaste.
"Now that isn't so bad-" Hermione grinned until-
"Hey dorks. Thanks for getting me that detention," Draco drawled while walking in between several Slytherin girls by his side, "Too bad I'll be forgetting to come later due to homework....and all that jazz." He gave out a snort, threw them one last Malfoy look and left with his followers behind him.
"See you around losers," Blaise snarled, particularly at Hermione, whos face turned purely disgusted.
..........
"Way to not talk back to Malfoy there," Hermione rolled her eyes at the two aggravated boys.
"Whatever." Ron muttered.
"Great, we're going to go to a detention that we don't deserve, where that –"
"Who cares? It's not Gryffindor that's going to lose points for it, right?" Hermione asked.
"Sure." Harry said exasperatley replied as he and Ron headed towards the Gryffindor common room while Hermione headed to the Head's common.
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She entered the red and green decorated room, and walked towards her dormitory to rid her bag. Halfway there she heard a crackle in the fire-
"Oh, you again." She said dully and kept on walking.
"Nice to see you too, Granger" the ex-pink headed Malfoy grinned from his green softchair and ran his fingers through his slicked hair.
"Don't talk to me."
"Ooh, attitude?"
Hermione gave an exasperated sigh and popped out her hip, "What do you want? Aren't you suppose to be with your beef jerky friends for dinner?"
"Just came to rest a bit, that's all."
"Right."
"Where you goin?"
"Away from you."
Draco smirked one last time, stood up and walked towards the common room exit. Hermione looked back to see what he's doing and rolled her eyes.
I should've killed myself after I got that stupid letter, she thought to herself and walked in her room.
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Eight o'clock that night, Ron and Harry leaned on the bookshelves and giving the books some dirty looks as they waited for the librarian to arrive.
"Hey, look to the bright side, Harry. At least we'll be in detention in peace."
Out of nowhere, Draco appeared from behind the bookshelf with an upset expression.
"What are you doing here?" Ron asked apathetically.
Malfoy just gave them a look, "Well Weasley, since I was trying to get away from this mess you both got me into, I bumped into McGonagall and Snape talking to each other near the Slytherin commons." he groaned and sat down on some chair, "Now I'm stuck here with the two freaks." His smirk made Ron almost want to spit at his face, but the Librarian had arrived.
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Sitting around and practically doing nothing, Draco watched the ceiling and Ron and Harry try to sort out the books in the bookshelf.
"The last time I checked, Harry, there were three people who were sent to detention" Ron said aloud.
Draco groaned quietly and stood up to find a large brown book sitting in a table waiting to be "sorted out". He walked towards it and carried it towards the bookshelf.
Ron looked around and found Draco with the book in his arms, "Good job and drop the pages now." He uttered sarcastically. Draco looked down at the piece of parchment on the floor along with a white quill.
"Huh?" He picked it up and read through. Wow, this person must not have a life. He curiously looked at it and as he turned the parchment around, he found out that someone had replied. Walking slowly away from Harry and Ron's sight, he read:
A/N: OK. Whoa, crappy chapter. Wasn't inspired enough..haha. well anyways, hope that made sense. Later!