Disclaimer: *video pops up showing girl tied to a chair in front of a huge mahogany desk. A man behind the desk says* 'Just say it' *Girl shakes head no* 'Say itttttttt.' * Guy brandishes law suit papers and girl look s at them in fear* *a look of disgust crosses her face and she screams at last* ' FINE! I DON'T OWN IT! Not, One, Bit.'
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Chapter 4
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Hermione's POV
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I sat on the floor shivering. Outside the door I heard a strangely familiar voice of a boy yell, 'Yea!' and then a bunch of laughter to follow. Great. Look at how they wake me up and then they have the nerve to laugh at me. Grr.
Huffing, I stood and slouched my way to my private bathroom to see the damage. In the mirror I saw my hair was in total disarray and my lips were blue but that was pretty much it. Curse air conditioning. Grr again.
I quickly stripped and stepped into the shower which began to spout nice, hot, water. The water melted away all hard feelings for my aunt and the people sitting outside and replaced it with eager anticipation. O yes. I wanted revenge.
Considering I take short showers, I was out, dressed, and blow-drying my hair five minutes later. Told you I take short showers. Anyway I was finally standing at the door leading to the hall which led to the kitchen, where the evil mean people were. Or, where I thought the evil mean people were.
I took a deep breath and swung open the door. I stalked through the hall to the doorway of the kitchen, and just about fainted. Dude was REALLY hot. Well at least back is. If I hadn't known better, I would've said it was Draco. But I did. And it wasn't. I mean, considering the Slytherin Prince always had his hair gelled, and Dude didn't. And the Slytherin Prince wouldn't dare get his ear pierced.
Well, now I must call upon the way I described what yesterday would be, as the way I will describe how today will be.
Oh boy. Fun.
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Draco's POV
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I sipped orange juice as I waited for 'The Girl' to come out. They wont even tell me her name! Well, anyway, I'm just sitting here. Drinking OJ. Wondering what to do. I mean, conversation was out of the option, considering Jake and Zoë were off in there own little world right now, and I really didn't want to interrupt that.
I chose this time to think on this morning. Jake took it on himself to pierce my ear because I look really gay. What is with him and stuff being gay? Approximately three seconds after that he had me in a chair a thick, shiny, and what I hoped was a sanitary needle to the front of my ear, and a sliced apple on the back. Somehow he had also managed to procure a bucket of ice and an earring when he had gotten the needle. I wonder if he pierced ears as a back job . . . Well, anyway, I now have a pierced ear. Great. NOW all I have to talk about to myself is my earring. Which is silver and cool. Great again. That topics boring now. Grr.
I almost sighed in relief when I heard the footsteps of 'The Girl' padding down the hall. Closer, closer, closer they came. I thought over what I would greet her with. Something like, 'Hey Sunshine! Missing a doorknob?' or maybe, 'The water seems especially cold this morning. I like it that way, don't you?' Haha. Well, that's an easy way to make her hate me. . . Maybe I should be nice. . . Nah! That's no fun!
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Hermione's POV
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I quickly spun back and pressed myself against the wall. Ok. What am I wearing? Black hip huggers, and black one strap tank that has a chain stretching from the strap to the opposite side near the waist and says in white old English letters 'Rebel.' Ok. Outfit good. Hair. Don't care enough to fix it. If he doesn't like it then. . . Then . . . Oh well! Makeup? Wait, I don't wear makeup. Anymore. Ok, Makeup good. Shoes? None. Good. Wait, why am I checking my shoes? Oh my god. I am seriously obsessed. Eww! I disgust myself! I peeked around the corner where Hot Dude seemed about to pour his drink on Zoë and Jake's head. I can't believe they didn't even see him sneaking up behind them! Oh well. Ok. Time for phase one. Unfortunately at that particular moment FedEx (Zoë's cat) decided to get in my way. *THUD* Ok. Not cool. Second, no third time I'm on the floor today, without my consent.
Not to mention my lip is now busted. Okay. Back to Makeup. I did a Spell that made my magic non detectable and magicked on some lip gloss on. Oh, and eyeliner. Gotta have eyeliner. Ok, makeup? Lip gloss that smells like watermelon jolly ranchers and eyeliner that faded from blue to black. Not to bad, almost as good as no makeup at all.
I got up quickly and straightened out my shirt. Ok, no one heard that… And if they did… I will have to terminate them.
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Draco's POV
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Just as I was about to pour some OJ on the two lovebird's head's, I heard a thud. Haha. Must be the girl. Interesting, never tried to turn on a klutz before, but, then again, there was Pansy. And Blaise. And Padma. And . . . Never mind.
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Hermione's POV
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I decided nothing could get worse, so I figured that I should ahead and enter the room. I took a deep breath and thought it over.
*POOF* I raised my eyebrow. Another *POOF*.
I looked to my right shoulder. On it was what was must've been a 'shoulder angel'. I looked on the other side. A little devil. Hehe.
"Um, what are you guys doing here?" I whispered.
"I'm here to tell you that you shouldn't be wasting this time, trying to decide if you're going in there. Go on! Everybody knows that if the guy is hot, you don't take time to reconsider!" The little devil hissed into my ear.
"Oh puh - lease. You probably just made that up," the angel rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, I did, but I make the rules around here, while you go play that wannabe guitar," my devil chuckled.
"It's called a harp," my shoulder angel looked at the devil with anger, obviously trying to hold it back.
"Uh, you guys, if you're going to be here, then can we at least solve my problem?" I whispered.
"Yeah. And the way to solve it is to go in there and get the guy," my little devil grinned and gestured for me to go into the kitchen. Personally I agreed, but don't tell the angel that.
"I must protest!" the angel interrupted. "You just go in there and act normal. There is NO need for you to 'get' any guy. ESPECIALLY a stranger."
"Well, how am I supposed to decide how to do this with you two both telling me different things to do?!"
"Just do what I say honey," the angel said softly, "Because it is the right thing to do,"
"Oh shut up," the other one cut the angel off. "She trying to make you life dull. Trust me. It's the boring way. I mean anyone can tell her life must be boring. Look at her dress!"
The angel took a deep breath choosing not to comment. "It's the right way,"
The shoulder devil laughed freely. "She's trying to lead you down the path of righteousness. I'm going to lead you down the path that ROCKS!"
I covered my mouth to keep myself from bursting into laughter.
"And besides," the devil continued as she flipped her green and blue streaked hair over her shoulder,
"I was here first."
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Draco's POV
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Dang it what's taking so long? There's nothing to do while I sit here. It seems that the world has stopped turning just so that Jake and his girlfriend can make cute remarks at each other.
That's it. I'm going to find her.
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Hermione's POV
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The little shoulder people were still arguing. I rolled my eyes.
I heard a chair scoot back across the wooden kitchen floor. Uh oh.
"Bye!" the angel whispered and "You don't wanna be all books do you?" the devil murmured quickly. "So go! Show the male species what you can do!" The angel glared at the devil and they both popped out of sight. Not good. I was seeing shoulder angels. And Devils.
I saw a big shadow emerging. Or I hallucinated it. Shoulder angels can do that to you. Next I'll be seeing dancing bamboo. Haha, dancing bamboo. I began chuckling. Then laughing. Then laughing insanely.
I was in this fun state when I heard a voice above me drawl, "Well well well, what do we have here?"
I looked up. Oh. My. God.
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Draco's POV
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I strode out of the kitchen in exasperation. I saw the girl sitting on the floor and was just coming up behind her when she began to laugh. . . at well. . . nothing.
Attempting to keep my surprise in check, I drawled "Well well well, what do we have here?"
The girl immediately stopped laughing and looked up in surprise. With some effort, I kept my face in check. Hermione Granger? Again?
She talked first. "Uh. . . Hi. I'm Hermione."
My eyes widened for a split second and quickly turned back to normal. I quickly grinned and offered my hand to help her up. Haha! De ja vu except backwards! Its payback time.
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AN - Wow, they don't recognize each other easily. Erm, lets just pretend hermiones in denial! Lol.
Not much humor, but, yea.
Look! I can do the American Eagle sign! Æ æ æ æ æ Ü *alt 145*