It was All Neville's Fault! Chapter 2: The New Portrait
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU CALLED ME THAT!"
"WELL I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU CAN'T HANDLE A FEW MEASLY JARS."
"I CAN'T BELIEVE..."
"You can't believe what, Granger?" Draco asked to his sopping wet enemy as they made their way to the head boy and girl commonroom. They had to stay together that whole year, and that alone was asking a lot. How would they be able to get along? It had only been two days into the school year and already they were fighting like never before.
"I don't know..." said Hermione hushedly. ( 1 of the A/N'S:This is where I begin to write in case u were wondering, but don't you think Marpessa/Lindsay did a TERRIFIC job? Tell her if you think so)They turned a corner that joined together with the one Pansy Parkinson was using. She saw Malfoy and walked closer to him, pushing Hermione to the side. Malfoy held the door open for her, Hermione walked along ahead of him, but found herself walking into the door when Malfoy left his post at the door and followed his fellow Slytherin. Anyone but a Gryffindor, he thought to himself, especially a filthy mudblood like Hermione Granger.
"Well that's a first Granger" said Malfoy with his usual smirk. Pansy winked at Malfoy and walked down a different corrider, away from the two enemies.
For once Hermione did'nt respond. Why bother she asked herself, he'll just come up with yet another cunning reply. Hermione opened her bookbag and took out a small book. She took out her wand with her right hand and uttered an incantation on the small diary. Suddenly, the words she had spoken to herself and the events of that evening appeared on the crisp sheets of the small book. She did this in two swift movements as she had had practice from doing this each and ever day. This was a trick she had learned from a book wirtten by Lockhart's younger brother, Lee.
Draco looked curiously at the book in one of his worst enemy's hands. "What's that? You keep a diary filthy-blood?" Asked Draco. (Talking to himself/conscience) Did that come out wrong? Why do I always call her mudblood anyway, she's just an innocent bookworm. A Gryffindor bookworm, he corrected himself. They walked down the hallway and in front of the painting of the Fat Lady. Beside this portrait was a new piece of art, a man wearing all green with pearcing black eyes that Hermione caught herself staring at. Only then did she realize that they were staring back at her. She jumped in surprise.
" I did not mean to frighten you dear child" exclaimed the portrait, " I merely was wondering who you are and if you knew who this magnificent creature is." The man standing in the portrait waved his hand towards the Gryffindor pasword keeper. The woman in the portrait blushed and turned her head.
"Password?" The woman asked stubbornly.
" Well I can't very well tell you the password with a Slytherin around now can I?" asked Hermione, obviously annoyed by all of this "nonsense". The woman in the portrait snorted.
" It would'nt matter much deary" said the woman matter-of-factly.
"Why not?" Asked Hermione suspiciously.
" Because, my young friend, I am the keeper of the Slytherin's password." Said the man in the other portrait.
" Well then, why are we side-by-side?" asked Hermione impatiently.
" You're not side-by side" stated the elegant woman. Malfoy and Hermione look curiously at her.
She replied, "You're in the same dormitories." Hernione and Draco stood staring at her, stunned.
" Why?" Asked Hermione.
"Because" stated the portrait in front of her, "Not only does Dumbledore want the two houses to be joined, Mcgonagall took claim over Slytherin household as well." There was silence in the room.
" Apparently an anonymous person had a petition signed and brought to Dumbledore, there were more votes than countable" said the man in the green portrait.
" But..." stated Hermione simply and stubbornly.
"What's done is done, Ms. Granger" said the older woman in the portrait.
Now Hermione was no longer upset, but annoyed. " The Weird Sisters go worldwide" said Hermione. Both portraits opened up.
" Henry, you're not supposed to open up for her" said the woman in the portrait to the Slytherin passwordkeeper.
"Oh posh" he said, waving the remark of with a swat of his hand, " they're in the same house, what will the dormitories matter any?" The woman rolled her eyes and mumbled, "men..."
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU CALLED ME THAT!"
"WELL I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU CAN'T HANDLE A FEW MEASLY JARS."
"I CAN'T BELIEVE..."
"You can't believe what, Granger?" Draco asked to his sopping wet enemy as they made their way to the head boy and girl commonroom. They had to stay together that whole year, and that alone was asking a lot. How would they be able to get along? It had only been two days into the school year and already they were fighting like never before.
"I don't know..." said Hermione hushedly. ( 1 of the A/N'S:This is where I begin to write in case u were wondering, but don't you think Marpessa/Lindsay did a TERRIFIC job? Tell her if you think so)They turned a corner that joined together with the one Pansy Parkinson was using. She saw Malfoy and walked closer to him, pushing Hermione to the side. Malfoy held the door open for her, Hermione walked along ahead of him, but found herself walking into the door when Malfoy left his post at the door and followed his fellow Slytherin. Anyone but a Gryffindor, he thought to himself, especially a filthy mudblood like Hermione Granger.
"Well that's a first Granger" said Malfoy with his usual smirk. Pansy winked at Malfoy and walked down a different corrider, away from the two enemies.
For once Hermione did'nt respond. Why bother she asked herself, he'll just come up with yet another cunning reply. Hermione opened her bookbag and took out a small book. She took out her wand with her right hand and uttered an incantation on the small diary. Suddenly, the words she had spoken to herself and the events of that evening appeared on the crisp sheets of the small book. She did this in two swift movements as she had had practice from doing this each and ever day. This was a trick she had learned from a book wirtten by Lockhart's younger brother, Lee.
Draco looked curiously at the book in one of his worst enemy's hands. "What's that? You keep a diary filthy-blood?" Asked Draco. (Talking to himself/conscience) Did that come out wrong? Why do I always call her mudblood anyway, she's just an innocent bookworm. A Gryffindor bookworm, he corrected himself. They walked down the hallway and in front of the painting of the Fat Lady. Beside this portrait was a new piece of art, a man wearing all green with pearcing black eyes that Hermione caught herself staring at. Only then did she realize that they were staring back at her. She jumped in surprise.
" I did not mean to frighten you dear child" exclaimed the portrait, " I merely was wondering who you are and if you knew who this magnificent creature is." The man standing in the portrait waved his hand towards the Gryffindor pasword keeper. The woman in the portrait blushed and turned her head.
"Password?" The woman asked stubbornly.
" Well I can't very well tell you the password with a Slytherin around now can I?" asked Hermione, obviously annoyed by all of this "nonsense". The woman in the portrait snorted.
" It would'nt matter much deary" said the woman matter-of-factly.
"Why not?" Asked Hermione suspiciously.
" Because, my young friend, I am the keeper of the Slytherin's password." Said the man in the other portrait.
" Well then, why are we side-by-side?" asked Hermione impatiently.
" You're not side-by side" stated the elegant woman. Malfoy and Hermione look curiously at her.
She replied, "You're in the same dormitories." Hernione and Draco stood staring at her, stunned.
" Why?" Asked Hermione.
"Because" stated the portrait in front of her, "Not only does Dumbledore want the two houses to be joined, Mcgonagall took claim over Slytherin household as well." There was silence in the room.
" Apparently an anonymous person had a petition signed and brought to Dumbledore, there were more votes than countable" said the man in the green portrait.
" But..." stated Hermione simply and stubbornly.
"What's done is done, Ms. Granger" said the older woman in the portrait.
Now Hermione was no longer upset, but annoyed. " The Weird Sisters go worldwide" said Hermione. Both portraits opened up.
" Henry, you're not supposed to open up for her" said the woman in the portrait to the Slytherin passwordkeeper.
"Oh posh" he said, waving the remark of with a swat of his hand, " they're in the same house, what will the dormitories matter any?" The woman rolled her eyes and mumbled, "men..."