Chapter 3- Into the Unknown
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The next day was a blur to Hermione. One minute, it was morning when Hermione ate breakfast, and the next minute, it was dinner, eating the huge pork roast until she couldn't eat anymore. The group chatted for the entire meal, only pausing to eat. But Ginny looked incredibly nervous, occasionally glancing towards Harry with a weak smile.
Each house was dismissed to their common rooms, but Hermione stayed, saying something about talking to Professor McGonagall. The two boys and Ginny left the room. Hermione brushed her hair out of her face and approached the teacher.
"Good evening, Hermione." Professor McGonagall said. Hermione smiled cautiously.
"Professor, I have a question about the upcoming NEWT exams. Can you recommend any books I could use to study for them?" Hermione said.
"Ah... I thought you would ask that. I can't give you any recommendations. You see, this exam is for showing how much you know and learned in your entire Hogwarts career. Studying for this test would just defeat the purpose."
Hermione nodded and turned away. She looked over her shoulder at Professor McGonagall, the teacher she'd known since her first year of Hogwarts. She'd definitely gotten older, her gray hair tucked neatly under her hat. Deep wrinkles creased her face. Hermione frowned sadly, as she thought of her. But, she was a great teacher and that was all that mattered.
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Hermione walked down the corridors slowly, holding her books close to her chest. The halls began to darken, and she quickened her step. She hated the corridors at night, they were just too creepy.
All of a sudden, a hand clasped over her mouth. She tried to yell, but couldn't. Pulled into a dark room, Hermione struggled to keep her balance. She stumbled into the room, falling into something smooth and slippery. She reached into the pocket of her robe for her wand.
"Lumos!" Hermione whispered.
The room lit up. She found she was in one of the unused bathrooms, and she had landed into a bathtub. She also found that her kidnapper was...
"Malfoy?!" Hermione said surprisingly.
The boy across from her was indeed, Draco Malfoy. His blonde hair was hanging over his eyes, and his gray eyes glimmered. His Slytherin robes were wrinkled and his tie was loose. He looked at her with the same stare Hermione had seen yesterday, and she felt the same chill. Malfoy reached towards her, but she pulled away.
"What are you doing?!" Hermione said crudely.
Malfoy blushed, his face turning a deep shade of crimson.
"Hermione, I..."
He stopped suddenly, noticing Hermione's gawking. She was amazed. Malfoy? Call her Hermione? Not Mudblood, or even Granger? Something was up.
"You what?" Hermione said, eyeing him suspiciously.
"I... I want you."
Hermione frowned. Malfoy wanting her? This was just weird.
Suddenly, he leaned towards her, and kissed her. Hermione tried to push him away, but he put his arms around her and pulled her deeper into the kiss. It was then he'd gone far enough.
Hermione shoved him hard, sending him across the large tub.
"Get away from me!" she shouted, her face red with hate and anger "What do you think you're doing?! I have a boyfriend! And I love Ron! So you have NO chance with me! Got it?"
She stormed out of the bathtub and through the bathroom doors. Malfoy was still sitting there, and dropped his head in despair.
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Hermione hurried to the common room. Her face flushed as she thought about what had just happened. She was still half in shock. Malfoy? I just don't understand. Night had fallen. A big bright moon shone from the window as Hermione stepped into the girls' dormitory.
Putting her pajamas on, she crawled into bed. Sitting up, she started to read her book, but couldn't keep her mind on it. It kept going to Malfoy.
Suddenly, she heard the door creak open. A thought of the blonde-haired Slytherin popped into her head, but it wasn't Malfoy at the door.
"Ginny? Is that you?"
A small figure crept into the room, tip-toeing across the room.
"So... what did I miss?" Hermione said, in a low, laughing voice. Ginny excitedly skipped out of the shadows and onto Hermione's bed.
"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!" she cried.
As Ginny told her ecstatic story, she not only listened but watched. Ginny brilliantly shone. Most of the time, she was smiling, but at parts, she giggled and blushed. The two friends talked and giggled far into the night, until the wick of her candle burnt out.
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A/N-
The information on the NEWTS is not necessarily accurate. Actually, I think you really need to study a lot for those exams. Anyway, I had to get Hermione out of that room sooner without Ron and Harry, so I had to do that.
Thanks for the reviews, all of you guys. Here's some of my responses:
blah: I'm glad you liked it. After all, this is my first attempt at a Harry Potter FanFic! YaY!
Colleen: Don't worry, I won't. (
g: I know, isn't it great?!
Please... keep reviewing. Luv ya all!
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The next day was a blur to Hermione. One minute, it was morning when Hermione ate breakfast, and the next minute, it was dinner, eating the huge pork roast until she couldn't eat anymore. The group chatted for the entire meal, only pausing to eat. But Ginny looked incredibly nervous, occasionally glancing towards Harry with a weak smile.
Each house was dismissed to their common rooms, but Hermione stayed, saying something about talking to Professor McGonagall. The two boys and Ginny left the room. Hermione brushed her hair out of her face and approached the teacher.
"Good evening, Hermione." Professor McGonagall said. Hermione smiled cautiously.
"Professor, I have a question about the upcoming NEWT exams. Can you recommend any books I could use to study for them?" Hermione said.
"Ah... I thought you would ask that. I can't give you any recommendations. You see, this exam is for showing how much you know and learned in your entire Hogwarts career. Studying for this test would just defeat the purpose."
Hermione nodded and turned away. She looked over her shoulder at Professor McGonagall, the teacher she'd known since her first year of Hogwarts. She'd definitely gotten older, her gray hair tucked neatly under her hat. Deep wrinkles creased her face. Hermione frowned sadly, as she thought of her. But, she was a great teacher and that was all that mattered.
-!-
Hermione walked down the corridors slowly, holding her books close to her chest. The halls began to darken, and she quickened her step. She hated the corridors at night, they were just too creepy.
All of a sudden, a hand clasped over her mouth. She tried to yell, but couldn't. Pulled into a dark room, Hermione struggled to keep her balance. She stumbled into the room, falling into something smooth and slippery. She reached into the pocket of her robe for her wand.
"Lumos!" Hermione whispered.
The room lit up. She found she was in one of the unused bathrooms, and she had landed into a bathtub. She also found that her kidnapper was...
"Malfoy?!" Hermione said surprisingly.
The boy across from her was indeed, Draco Malfoy. His blonde hair was hanging over his eyes, and his gray eyes glimmered. His Slytherin robes were wrinkled and his tie was loose. He looked at her with the same stare Hermione had seen yesterday, and she felt the same chill. Malfoy reached towards her, but she pulled away.
"What are you doing?!" Hermione said crudely.
Malfoy blushed, his face turning a deep shade of crimson.
"Hermione, I..."
He stopped suddenly, noticing Hermione's gawking. She was amazed. Malfoy? Call her Hermione? Not Mudblood, or even Granger? Something was up.
"You what?" Hermione said, eyeing him suspiciously.
"I... I want you."
Hermione frowned. Malfoy wanting her? This was just weird.
Suddenly, he leaned towards her, and kissed her. Hermione tried to push him away, but he put his arms around her and pulled her deeper into the kiss. It was then he'd gone far enough.
Hermione shoved him hard, sending him across the large tub.
"Get away from me!" she shouted, her face red with hate and anger "What do you think you're doing?! I have a boyfriend! And I love Ron! So you have NO chance with me! Got it?"
She stormed out of the bathtub and through the bathroom doors. Malfoy was still sitting there, and dropped his head in despair.
-!-
Hermione hurried to the common room. Her face flushed as she thought about what had just happened. She was still half in shock. Malfoy? I just don't understand. Night had fallen. A big bright moon shone from the window as Hermione stepped into the girls' dormitory.
Putting her pajamas on, she crawled into bed. Sitting up, she started to read her book, but couldn't keep her mind on it. It kept going to Malfoy.
Suddenly, she heard the door creak open. A thought of the blonde-haired Slytherin popped into her head, but it wasn't Malfoy at the door.
"Ginny? Is that you?"
A small figure crept into the room, tip-toeing across the room.
"So... what did I miss?" Hermione said, in a low, laughing voice. Ginny excitedly skipped out of the shadows and onto Hermione's bed.
"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!" she cried.
As Ginny told her ecstatic story, she not only listened but watched. Ginny brilliantly shone. Most of the time, she was smiling, but at parts, she giggled and blushed. The two friends talked and giggled far into the night, until the wick of her candle burnt out.
-!-
A/N-
The information on the NEWTS is not necessarily accurate. Actually, I think you really need to study a lot for those exams. Anyway, I had to get Hermione out of that room sooner without Ron and Harry, so I had to do that.
Thanks for the reviews, all of you guys. Here's some of my responses:
blah: I'm glad you liked it. After all, this is my first attempt at a Harry Potter FanFic! YaY!
Colleen: Don't worry, I won't. (
g: I know, isn't it great?!
Please... keep reviewing. Luv ya all!