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DADA and MORE . .
Hermione, Harry and Ron where all excited to hear about each others summer and what new things where going to happen this year. Hermione was Head Girl and she found out that Draco was Head Boy. She settled some rather disturbing thoughts about sharing a bathroom with him. She let that thought go to the side thinking about what was on everyone's mind. Who is going to be their new DADA teacher?
There was no one sitting in the usual DADA teacher seat. "Perhaps Dumbledore allowed Snape to be DADA teacher this year." Ron said to Harry.
Hermione seemed to perk up at his. "Well he would be an excellent choice for the position. I mean if you look beyond all the unfair grading he would be a well of information."
Harry and Ron gave her the most disgusted looks. "I can't believe you just said that Hermione. If I didn't know any better I would say you had a crush on him or something." She hit Ron hard on the arm. "Alright, I'm sorry. That went too far."
"Attention students. I would like to make the following announcements. Like all years before the Forbidden forest is banned for all students to enter. Argus Filtch has new revisions of things that are not allowed posted at his office. And we have our new DADA teacher who could not be here tonight but will be here for classes tomorrow. When he does arrive I would like you all to welcome Professor Malfoy. Now let the feast begin."
There was a burst of voices. None would believe it. Ron and Harry talked amongst themselves. Hermione looked over to Draco to find a shocked look on his face. "Harry, Malfoy didn't know his father was going to teach here. That's a little odd considering the prat knows everything in the Ministry because of his father."
Harry looked and saw what Herminie saw. There was no smirk but shock that seemed to be under control now. Ron turned pale. "I'm not hungry. There is no way that we are going to pass now. He'll fail all of us."
"Ron there are school rules even the Professors have to follow. Fair testing is one of them. If a student feels that they have been mismarked or that there was a conflict of interest concerning the grading they can contest it."
"I didn't read that in Hogwarts: a History." Ron looked at her. She looked back in surprise that he actually read it. "And if you believe I actually read that book I've got a fridge to sell you."
"Bridge, Ron, bridge." Harry corrected.
After the feast they made their way to the tower complaining over the schedule they had. Hermione seemed happy with hers. "The only thing on here that will be hard is the double DADA we have tomorrow."
Both of them gave her a very sour look. "Oh come on. Think of it this way. A real death eater will be teaching us. Who better to teach us? I am trying to find something worth while out of this. I don't like that fact myself that I am being taught by someone who believes my very existence is an insult to the wizarding world."
Ron relaxed a little. "I'm sorry Hermione. You're right. There must be some reason that Dumbledore allowed this."
They made their way to bed and prepared for the next day.
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DADA and MORE
They all arrived into class and awaited their new DADA teacher. He walked in with all the confidence in the world. He looked in the direction of the three who said nothing making sure to do anything not to get points deducted.
He arrived in full Malfoy style, with the sneer and the graceful walk that he owned the place. He glanced over the students nodding to the more familiar students and then over to Harry, Ron and Hermione. He let his eyes cast a long glance at Hermione before turning hit attention to the rest of the class.
"Take out your wands. I want to see your skill. I will first see your basic block as I attack you. Now who will go first?" Malfoy scanned the room. Hermione was looking at Draco who seemed a little nervous. She looked back to Malfoy senior just in time. He stopped at her. "Well Miss Granger. It seems you will be the first volunteer."
She approached the front of the classroom and prepared a block. She was, very, focused to make sure that she wouldn't make a mistake. But she was to be very surprised. He held his wand and uttered the words, "Ventosus." Hermione was ready and held herself but Malfoy was not relenting. She couldn't hold the block any longer. She went flying towards the wall by the large gust of wind that seemed to build up speed each second. Her ears where filled with the roar of it as papers and a few small books few around the classroom, a few hitting her.
"Concido." Hermione fell to the floor with a rather loud thud with all the debris following suit. Harry had his wand out.
"Tell me Mr. Potter, when did I give permission for you to use your wand? Ten points from Griffindor." He turned his attention to Hermione who was still on the floor trying to distangle herself from the papers and her own hair. He smirked at the sight then walked over to her and reached down and very gently helped her to her feet. She was a little taken back by his gentleness or the fact that he helped her at all. "Thank-you Miss Granger. You may take her seat."
She returned to her seat her hair a pulled out in all directions. There were more than a few sniggers at her expense. Ron turned red trying to hold in his laughter, even though it was a Malfoy that was the cause of his amusement.
Malfoy senior walked to the front of the classroom. "Can anyone tell me what Miss Grander did wrong?" He waited. "No? She prepared the block before the attacker attacked. Because she prepared beforehand I knew what offence I could use to attack her. I am sure that you won't be making that mistake again?" Hermione was nodded as she tried to pull back her hair to see what or who was in front of her.
The rest of the class was working on blocks and offence. They were allowed to choose their own partners. Hermione looked over to Draco who still held the same look. He seemed a little distant with things though he was still very good with his defense and offence. A little too good for her liking. He caught her eye but said nothing and then looked away.
The class quickly ended and they were off to their next classes.
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Five months have passed without incident. That is what bothered Hermione. She only spoken to Draco on a few occasions and that was only about Head Girl and Boy affairs. She waited for him to arrive to ask him a few questions. He sat in their lounge and started to read a book.
She thought living with him would be a bother and would have to put up with many insults each day. The fact was that he almost ignored her for the whole five months of the school year. There were very few if any incidents between him and Harry and Ron. She couldn't quite place the uneasy feeling about him every time she looked into his eyes. Each time she told herself that she was just being silly. He was probably being on his best behavior because his father was teaching at school. But there was nagging feeling that wouldn't go away and she decided to ask the dragon himself.
"Um, Malfoy?"
"What is it Granger?"
"Why have you not insulted me?"
That got his attention. "What? You want me to insult you? I'd be happy to oblige."
"No. It's just that you have been out of character since first day this term. You were surprised that your father was to be teaching here."
"I was surprised. Now tell me. Who would want their parent teaching them at their school? Now do me the favor of leaving me alone." He walked into his room and closed the door.
How very odd she thought. There was more to this than there seems. She spoken to Ron and Harry about this but they never seemed concerned. They were for too busy with school and Quittage that seemed to be take up their time. That and Harry was far to busy trying to think of ways not to get killed by Voldemort and Neville's potions.
She never asked again and went to her studies and her Head Girl duties. Tonight it was her shift to walk the hallways. She liked doing it, it gave her time to be alone and think. She found nothing out of place and made her way back to the tower for her shift was almost over. She turned the corner and bumped into Professor Malfoy.
"I am sorry Professor. I'll be more careful in the future."
"That is quite all right Miss Granger. Here." He handed her a note and walked away.
She opened the note after she was sure he was gone. 'Scientia est vis, knowledge is power Hermione. I can give you the knowledge that you seek.' She was shocked at the note. How could he know about that? He wasn't there. Was he? Her mind traveled back two months ago.
Two months Previous
The class was full of smoke from burnt robes and hair. They all, including the Slytherines have seemed to have not been able to master the Subsisto block. Professor Malfoy had to put out several fires. Crabe and Goyle's had no hair left and Hermione's hair was still smoking.
"Well, that went as horrible as could be expected, none of you could block a very simple hex. We'll try this next class but I warn you I won't be putting anyone out next time. Now turn to page 58 in you text. The Occulte Scientia spell. I want twenty-four inches by next class." He was very agitated and took on the tone that Snape used when the stupididty level in the class rose to high.
The rest of the class began to read with interest, trying not to anger a known Death Eater further. Draco opened the book lazily and looked over to Hermione whose hair had finally stopped smoking, then back to his father. They eyed each other and gave the traditional smirk. This wasn't caught by anyone or thought of as unusual. Hermione was too caught up in her reading.
Hermione read with great interest. This spell, if mastered would endow the reader will full knowledge of the book, every work would be intact for use. But there is a warning that the reader if they use this spell too many times could become addicted to the new knowledge and eventually work the spell towards people, draining them of knowledge. The thought was tempting to her. To have understanding of what is in the books by a simple spell.
"I can' believe this. All I had to do was use this spell last year. I've been wasting my time reading books. Oh sorry Hermione. I know that is your favorite pastime." Ron started laughing with Harry who was cracking the odd joke himself.
Herminie wasn't laughing. This was tempting her and she knew why. She pushed the thought aside and started to read the other pages about the horrid things that happened to the addicted. Most ended up going insane with having the knowledge that they very rarely had the power to actually use. Many people became death eaters in the past to gain power to keep up with the amount of knowledge that they held. Most of which ended up dying or being killed off.
Harry looked at her. He saw her entranced by a book before but she looked as if she was going to make love to it any second. "Hermione? Are you alright?"
"What? Oh yes, it is very fascinating." It was just then she realized how hard she was breathing.
Ron saw all this. "Hermione, you really need a boyfriend. You looked like you where going to jump the book at any moment."
Hermione blushed and slammed the book hard. The whole class was startled by the sudden sound. "Is there a problem Miss Granger?" Professor Malfoy looked down at her.
"No, sorry Professor."
She didn't know it but Professor Malfoy was watching her intently for the whole class and marking her reactions.
Her cheeks where still burning after the class. And she felt something the never got from a text book before. She was drawn to that spell. For weeks she looked for the spell and how to cast it. It was information that she was denied. Of course she understood the reason for it being denied her and other students but that didn't matter to her. She had no intentions of using it, just to understand it, that's all.
Present Time
She clutched the note and realized that he indeed saw her like that in the class. What was he going to do? Teach her an illegal spell? But would that be so bad for her to know? It would be great to know things if needed in an instant and if only used once in a while.
She shook that thought out of her head, realizing who was attempting to teach her. There has to be something that he would get out of it. She would have to speak with Professor McGonagall about this. But what would the Professor think of her for wanting to study dark magick. She decided not to think about it for another moment. She would head for the tower and forget about the note. She was very good at letting the other professors handle many of the events that were going on now. It was nice being a student for a time and not allowing her curiosity to get the better of her. She was told by Dumbledore himself not to get involved in anything. Things where very dangerous this year. More so than last.
But there was something inside her that was warning her of something. Something was going to happen soon. There was far too little happening for there not to be. Every time she asked one of the professors anything she was told the same thing. Stay out of things this year, if it is needed you will be told. She was being silly again and told herself that they where indeed right. Even Harry and Ron where a lot calmer this year.
As she walked to the tower she passed Malfoy's office. He was in there correcting papers. The note he gave her was still in her hand. She knew it would be a mistake to ask him about it. But there was something almost pulling her in. She gave up lying to herself. She really did want to know the spell and what he wanted of her and Dumbledore would never allow dark magick to be performed within the school walls. She knocked and was given entry. "What can I do for you Miss Granger?"
"What was the note about?"
"Surely you know the answer to that? I have been watching you for the past while. You do have a passion for learning. My son would do well to learn from your example. I must admit you are very talented for a...mugleborn." He smiled at her then stood up and walked towards her with a book. "Open it. You have little to fear with Dumbledore in the castle and I wouldn't have been hired if I wasn't trusted by him. Surly you know that?"
"I trust Dumbledore completely. It's the ministry that I'm distrustful of. I do believe you remember Professor Umbridge? A fine example of the Misistry's concern and interest in the school. She almost used an Unforgiveable on Harry last year."
He sighed and nodded. "Yes, she was indeed a poor teacher. She was never good around children and to be honest she was a rather frightening woman."
She and him laughed over that and caused her to relax a little. The book caught her attention once again. She reached out for it questionably and he nodded his approval. As she opened it the words seemed to come towards her. Soon she was taken in by it all. There was so much there that she was never allowed to learn. There was a rush, she felt light and very powerful. It soon faded and she fell into the arms of Malfoy. He held her very close and whispered into her ear. "That is power Hermione. There is nothing like it. You never killed anyone, no one is in pain and you held no control over someone. It isn't one of the unforgivables. It is considered dark only amongst the foolish."
"Why did you show me this? I'm nothing but a mudblood in your eyes."
"Yes you must be wondering why I showed you this. You are very powerful Hermione, and will grow in power in the next few years. Now imagine what you can do with all your power with the same amount of knowledge. The spell placed on the book gave you access to the books secrets. You now know how to cast the spell."
It was then she began to realize that she wanted to get closer to him. Just to touch him feel his breath on her. "Why do I want to be closer to you? I despise you."
He laughed softly in her ear. "It's not that you want me intimately. You want the power that I have. Remember knowledge is power Miss Granger. Because you are not gaining more knowledge you crave power. It will wear off in a few days time. But it will intensify over that time until it lets you go. I can take the cravings away Miss Granger but it will cost you a little as the spell demands. Do you not remember?"
She thought back to her paper. If the person under the spell wanted to be rid of the cravings they would loose the information that they just learned and what they did during that day. Each time they let rid themselves of the craving the more they lost. "You did this on purpose."
"You crave knowledge everyday Miss Granger. That is what drives you. Without it you will go insane. Your whole life is about learning and that is also your greatest weakness."
She tried to get away from him. "No, that's not true." He held her firmly. Pulling her closer to him, his hands on her back his mouth next to her ear. He was so close to her she could smell the delightful cologne that he was wearing.
"Oh but it is very much the truth. I see it in you every class. I saw it the first day I met you in Diagon alley in Florish and Blots. There are those that can give you all the knowledge that you seek. Nothing will be denied you. Little will be asked of you."
No, this was not happening. He was tempting her to join him, turn to the other side. "No, you're a liar. I won't change sides, I won't become a Death Eater."
"Of coarse you wouldn't. You are a good little girl." He laughed mockingly at her. "And I am very sure that you will go to another Professor to tell every detail of this night. And I am very sure that they would love to hear how you enjoyed the spell and craved more. What would they think?" His voice was low and breathy in her ear. He knew she would keep silent about this and he let her go.
She pulled away and left the classroom and headed strait for the tower. Malfoy stared after her and smiled. Everything was going as planned. This was a small but very successful step he made. His door opened. Draco was standing in the doorway. "May I come in father?"
"Do and close the door behind you." A silencing charm was placed on the room so no one would hear them. "Well, well how has the role of my son been going?"
"I must say I do enjoy it. The mood swings have caught attention as you suspected. The other professors will be asking me soon what is going on. As Hermione did earlier. How is your son anyhow?"
"The Dark Lord was worried about your mood swings. The long term polyjuice solution has its rather odd effects. Don't worry things are going as planned. You will leave here in a few days or less and my son can return to his role as a student. Draco is under the study of our master." Malfoy looked at the Draco copy. "I must say Dohlorov you are a very good actor. So what have you learned about my son?"
"The young ladies of Slytherin enjoy his company. And I am not one to disappoint anyone needing entertainment."
The Draco copy walked out of the office leaving Malfoy to start setup on the next phase of his plans.
DADA and MORE . .
Hermione, Harry and Ron where all excited to hear about each others summer and what new things where going to happen this year. Hermione was Head Girl and she found out that Draco was Head Boy. She settled some rather disturbing thoughts about sharing a bathroom with him. She let that thought go to the side thinking about what was on everyone's mind. Who is going to be their new DADA teacher?
There was no one sitting in the usual DADA teacher seat. "Perhaps Dumbledore allowed Snape to be DADA teacher this year." Ron said to Harry.
Hermione seemed to perk up at his. "Well he would be an excellent choice for the position. I mean if you look beyond all the unfair grading he would be a well of information."
Harry and Ron gave her the most disgusted looks. "I can't believe you just said that Hermione. If I didn't know any better I would say you had a crush on him or something." She hit Ron hard on the arm. "Alright, I'm sorry. That went too far."
"Attention students. I would like to make the following announcements. Like all years before the Forbidden forest is banned for all students to enter. Argus Filtch has new revisions of things that are not allowed posted at his office. And we have our new DADA teacher who could not be here tonight but will be here for classes tomorrow. When he does arrive I would like you all to welcome Professor Malfoy. Now let the feast begin."
There was a burst of voices. None would believe it. Ron and Harry talked amongst themselves. Hermione looked over to Draco to find a shocked look on his face. "Harry, Malfoy didn't know his father was going to teach here. That's a little odd considering the prat knows everything in the Ministry because of his father."
Harry looked and saw what Herminie saw. There was no smirk but shock that seemed to be under control now. Ron turned pale. "I'm not hungry. There is no way that we are going to pass now. He'll fail all of us."
"Ron there are school rules even the Professors have to follow. Fair testing is one of them. If a student feels that they have been mismarked or that there was a conflict of interest concerning the grading they can contest it."
"I didn't read that in Hogwarts: a History." Ron looked at her. She looked back in surprise that he actually read it. "And if you believe I actually read that book I've got a fridge to sell you."
"Bridge, Ron, bridge." Harry corrected.
After the feast they made their way to the tower complaining over the schedule they had. Hermione seemed happy with hers. "The only thing on here that will be hard is the double DADA we have tomorrow."
Both of them gave her a very sour look. "Oh come on. Think of it this way. A real death eater will be teaching us. Who better to teach us? I am trying to find something worth while out of this. I don't like that fact myself that I am being taught by someone who believes my very existence is an insult to the wizarding world."
Ron relaxed a little. "I'm sorry Hermione. You're right. There must be some reason that Dumbledore allowed this."
They made their way to bed and prepared for the next day.
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DADA and MORE
They all arrived into class and awaited their new DADA teacher. He walked in with all the confidence in the world. He looked in the direction of the three who said nothing making sure to do anything not to get points deducted.
He arrived in full Malfoy style, with the sneer and the graceful walk that he owned the place. He glanced over the students nodding to the more familiar students and then over to Harry, Ron and Hermione. He let his eyes cast a long glance at Hermione before turning hit attention to the rest of the class.
"Take out your wands. I want to see your skill. I will first see your basic block as I attack you. Now who will go first?" Malfoy scanned the room. Hermione was looking at Draco who seemed a little nervous. She looked back to Malfoy senior just in time. He stopped at her. "Well Miss Granger. It seems you will be the first volunteer."
She approached the front of the classroom and prepared a block. She was, very, focused to make sure that she wouldn't make a mistake. But she was to be very surprised. He held his wand and uttered the words, "Ventosus." Hermione was ready and held herself but Malfoy was not relenting. She couldn't hold the block any longer. She went flying towards the wall by the large gust of wind that seemed to build up speed each second. Her ears where filled with the roar of it as papers and a few small books few around the classroom, a few hitting her.
"Concido." Hermione fell to the floor with a rather loud thud with all the debris following suit. Harry had his wand out.
"Tell me Mr. Potter, when did I give permission for you to use your wand? Ten points from Griffindor." He turned his attention to Hermione who was still on the floor trying to distangle herself from the papers and her own hair. He smirked at the sight then walked over to her and reached down and very gently helped her to her feet. She was a little taken back by his gentleness or the fact that he helped her at all. "Thank-you Miss Granger. You may take her seat."
She returned to her seat her hair a pulled out in all directions. There were more than a few sniggers at her expense. Ron turned red trying to hold in his laughter, even though it was a Malfoy that was the cause of his amusement.
Malfoy senior walked to the front of the classroom. "Can anyone tell me what Miss Grander did wrong?" He waited. "No? She prepared the block before the attacker attacked. Because she prepared beforehand I knew what offence I could use to attack her. I am sure that you won't be making that mistake again?" Hermione was nodded as she tried to pull back her hair to see what or who was in front of her.
The rest of the class was working on blocks and offence. They were allowed to choose their own partners. Hermione looked over to Draco who still held the same look. He seemed a little distant with things though he was still very good with his defense and offence. A little too good for her liking. He caught her eye but said nothing and then looked away.
The class quickly ended and they were off to their next classes.
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Five months have passed without incident. That is what bothered Hermione. She only spoken to Draco on a few occasions and that was only about Head Girl and Boy affairs. She waited for him to arrive to ask him a few questions. He sat in their lounge and started to read a book.
She thought living with him would be a bother and would have to put up with many insults each day. The fact was that he almost ignored her for the whole five months of the school year. There were very few if any incidents between him and Harry and Ron. She couldn't quite place the uneasy feeling about him every time she looked into his eyes. Each time she told herself that she was just being silly. He was probably being on his best behavior because his father was teaching at school. But there was nagging feeling that wouldn't go away and she decided to ask the dragon himself.
"Um, Malfoy?"
"What is it Granger?"
"Why have you not insulted me?"
That got his attention. "What? You want me to insult you? I'd be happy to oblige."
"No. It's just that you have been out of character since first day this term. You were surprised that your father was to be teaching here."
"I was surprised. Now tell me. Who would want their parent teaching them at their school? Now do me the favor of leaving me alone." He walked into his room and closed the door.
How very odd she thought. There was more to this than there seems. She spoken to Ron and Harry about this but they never seemed concerned. They were for too busy with school and Quittage that seemed to be take up their time. That and Harry was far to busy trying to think of ways not to get killed by Voldemort and Neville's potions.
She never asked again and went to her studies and her Head Girl duties. Tonight it was her shift to walk the hallways. She liked doing it, it gave her time to be alone and think. She found nothing out of place and made her way back to the tower for her shift was almost over. She turned the corner and bumped into Professor Malfoy.
"I am sorry Professor. I'll be more careful in the future."
"That is quite all right Miss Granger. Here." He handed her a note and walked away.
She opened the note after she was sure he was gone. 'Scientia est vis, knowledge is power Hermione. I can give you the knowledge that you seek.' She was shocked at the note. How could he know about that? He wasn't there. Was he? Her mind traveled back two months ago.
Two months Previous
The class was full of smoke from burnt robes and hair. They all, including the Slytherines have seemed to have not been able to master the Subsisto block. Professor Malfoy had to put out several fires. Crabe and Goyle's had no hair left and Hermione's hair was still smoking.
"Well, that went as horrible as could be expected, none of you could block a very simple hex. We'll try this next class but I warn you I won't be putting anyone out next time. Now turn to page 58 in you text. The Occulte Scientia spell. I want twenty-four inches by next class." He was very agitated and took on the tone that Snape used when the stupididty level in the class rose to high.
The rest of the class began to read with interest, trying not to anger a known Death Eater further. Draco opened the book lazily and looked over to Hermione whose hair had finally stopped smoking, then back to his father. They eyed each other and gave the traditional smirk. This wasn't caught by anyone or thought of as unusual. Hermione was too caught up in her reading.
Hermione read with great interest. This spell, if mastered would endow the reader will full knowledge of the book, every work would be intact for use. But there is a warning that the reader if they use this spell too many times could become addicted to the new knowledge and eventually work the spell towards people, draining them of knowledge. The thought was tempting to her. To have understanding of what is in the books by a simple spell.
"I can' believe this. All I had to do was use this spell last year. I've been wasting my time reading books. Oh sorry Hermione. I know that is your favorite pastime." Ron started laughing with Harry who was cracking the odd joke himself.
Herminie wasn't laughing. This was tempting her and she knew why. She pushed the thought aside and started to read the other pages about the horrid things that happened to the addicted. Most ended up going insane with having the knowledge that they very rarely had the power to actually use. Many people became death eaters in the past to gain power to keep up with the amount of knowledge that they held. Most of which ended up dying or being killed off.
Harry looked at her. He saw her entranced by a book before but she looked as if she was going to make love to it any second. "Hermione? Are you alright?"
"What? Oh yes, it is very fascinating." It was just then she realized how hard she was breathing.
Ron saw all this. "Hermione, you really need a boyfriend. You looked like you where going to jump the book at any moment."
Hermione blushed and slammed the book hard. The whole class was startled by the sudden sound. "Is there a problem Miss Granger?" Professor Malfoy looked down at her.
"No, sorry Professor."
She didn't know it but Professor Malfoy was watching her intently for the whole class and marking her reactions.
Her cheeks where still burning after the class. And she felt something the never got from a text book before. She was drawn to that spell. For weeks she looked for the spell and how to cast it. It was information that she was denied. Of course she understood the reason for it being denied her and other students but that didn't matter to her. She had no intentions of using it, just to understand it, that's all.
Present Time
She clutched the note and realized that he indeed saw her like that in the class. What was he going to do? Teach her an illegal spell? But would that be so bad for her to know? It would be great to know things if needed in an instant and if only used once in a while.
She shook that thought out of her head, realizing who was attempting to teach her. There has to be something that he would get out of it. She would have to speak with Professor McGonagall about this. But what would the Professor think of her for wanting to study dark magick. She decided not to think about it for another moment. She would head for the tower and forget about the note. She was very good at letting the other professors handle many of the events that were going on now. It was nice being a student for a time and not allowing her curiosity to get the better of her. She was told by Dumbledore himself not to get involved in anything. Things where very dangerous this year. More so than last.
But there was something inside her that was warning her of something. Something was going to happen soon. There was far too little happening for there not to be. Every time she asked one of the professors anything she was told the same thing. Stay out of things this year, if it is needed you will be told. She was being silly again and told herself that they where indeed right. Even Harry and Ron where a lot calmer this year.
As she walked to the tower she passed Malfoy's office. He was in there correcting papers. The note he gave her was still in her hand. She knew it would be a mistake to ask him about it. But there was something almost pulling her in. She gave up lying to herself. She really did want to know the spell and what he wanted of her and Dumbledore would never allow dark magick to be performed within the school walls. She knocked and was given entry. "What can I do for you Miss Granger?"
"What was the note about?"
"Surely you know the answer to that? I have been watching you for the past while. You do have a passion for learning. My son would do well to learn from your example. I must admit you are very talented for a...mugleborn." He smiled at her then stood up and walked towards her with a book. "Open it. You have little to fear with Dumbledore in the castle and I wouldn't have been hired if I wasn't trusted by him. Surly you know that?"
"I trust Dumbledore completely. It's the ministry that I'm distrustful of. I do believe you remember Professor Umbridge? A fine example of the Misistry's concern and interest in the school. She almost used an Unforgiveable on Harry last year."
He sighed and nodded. "Yes, she was indeed a poor teacher. She was never good around children and to be honest she was a rather frightening woman."
She and him laughed over that and caused her to relax a little. The book caught her attention once again. She reached out for it questionably and he nodded his approval. As she opened it the words seemed to come towards her. Soon she was taken in by it all. There was so much there that she was never allowed to learn. There was a rush, she felt light and very powerful. It soon faded and she fell into the arms of Malfoy. He held her very close and whispered into her ear. "That is power Hermione. There is nothing like it. You never killed anyone, no one is in pain and you held no control over someone. It isn't one of the unforgivables. It is considered dark only amongst the foolish."
"Why did you show me this? I'm nothing but a mudblood in your eyes."
"Yes you must be wondering why I showed you this. You are very powerful Hermione, and will grow in power in the next few years. Now imagine what you can do with all your power with the same amount of knowledge. The spell placed on the book gave you access to the books secrets. You now know how to cast the spell."
It was then she began to realize that she wanted to get closer to him. Just to touch him feel his breath on her. "Why do I want to be closer to you? I despise you."
He laughed softly in her ear. "It's not that you want me intimately. You want the power that I have. Remember knowledge is power Miss Granger. Because you are not gaining more knowledge you crave power. It will wear off in a few days time. But it will intensify over that time until it lets you go. I can take the cravings away Miss Granger but it will cost you a little as the spell demands. Do you not remember?"
She thought back to her paper. If the person under the spell wanted to be rid of the cravings they would loose the information that they just learned and what they did during that day. Each time they let rid themselves of the craving the more they lost. "You did this on purpose."
"You crave knowledge everyday Miss Granger. That is what drives you. Without it you will go insane. Your whole life is about learning and that is also your greatest weakness."
She tried to get away from him. "No, that's not true." He held her firmly. Pulling her closer to him, his hands on her back his mouth next to her ear. He was so close to her she could smell the delightful cologne that he was wearing.
"Oh but it is very much the truth. I see it in you every class. I saw it the first day I met you in Diagon alley in Florish and Blots. There are those that can give you all the knowledge that you seek. Nothing will be denied you. Little will be asked of you."
No, this was not happening. He was tempting her to join him, turn to the other side. "No, you're a liar. I won't change sides, I won't become a Death Eater."
"Of coarse you wouldn't. You are a good little girl." He laughed mockingly at her. "And I am very sure that you will go to another Professor to tell every detail of this night. And I am very sure that they would love to hear how you enjoyed the spell and craved more. What would they think?" His voice was low and breathy in her ear. He knew she would keep silent about this and he let her go.
She pulled away and left the classroom and headed strait for the tower. Malfoy stared after her and smiled. Everything was going as planned. This was a small but very successful step he made. His door opened. Draco was standing in the doorway. "May I come in father?"
"Do and close the door behind you." A silencing charm was placed on the room so no one would hear them. "Well, well how has the role of my son been going?"
"I must say I do enjoy it. The mood swings have caught attention as you suspected. The other professors will be asking me soon what is going on. As Hermione did earlier. How is your son anyhow?"
"The Dark Lord was worried about your mood swings. The long term polyjuice solution has its rather odd effects. Don't worry things are going as planned. You will leave here in a few days or less and my son can return to his role as a student. Draco is under the study of our master." Malfoy looked at the Draco copy. "I must say Dohlorov you are a very good actor. So what have you learned about my son?"
"The young ladies of Slytherin enjoy his company. And I am not one to disappoint anyone needing entertainment."
The Draco copy walked out of the office leaving Malfoy to start setup on the next phase of his plans.