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….I don't own Harry Potter….

I shall refer to the Dracos like this:

The evil one = Evil Draco

The good one = Good Draco

The angsty one = Sad Draco

The insane one = Odd Draco

The normal one = Draco

Revenge

Chapter Two: An Explanation and a Confession

"What d'you mean…..whoops?" Harry asked, his eyes wide with shock. Hermione shifted nervously.

"Well..I…."

"You…?

"I guess I…"

"You guess you…..?"

"What I mean to say is…."

"Hermione, just spit it out." Ron muttered.

"You see, I had two potions in my bag…" She began.

"Two? Why would you need two?" Ron interrupted.

"Well, one was a Personality Potion...and the other was The Draught of Immense Fear…" She hesitated.

"…..and?" Harry asked, his eyebrows raised.

"Well…isn't it obvious?!" Hermione asked, in disbelief her friends could be that stupid. Harry and Ron both looked at each other and shrugged. She sighed.

"…I…guess I got…the two potions mixed up…." She said.

"You WHAT?!" Harry and Ron shouted in unison. Draco, who had been lurking in the background, stepped forward, obviously annoyed at the three of them.

"So, let me get this straight, Granger….you three obviously tried to poison me with The Draught of Immense Fear….yet, somehow, you were stupid enough to poison me with a Personality Potion?!" He asked calmly. Hermione nodded.

"How could you be so THICK?! How could you be so absolutely moronic and try to POISON ME?!" He shouted, instantly losing his calm demeanor.

"Malfoy, it's not that bad. We can sti--" Hermione began.

"Not that BAD?!?!" He shrieked. "LOOK!" He yelled, pointing at the 4 other Malfoy's behind him.

"I sense no problem here…." Hermione said, gazing at the raven-haired Malfoy in a way that suggested naughty, naughty things. The original Draco shuddered.

"Uh…Hermione…what exactly is a…Personality Potion?" Harry asked, confused. Hermione, however, didn't appear to take in a word, as she was still gazing at the raven haired Malfoy, who was looking positively alarmed. The original Draco rolled his eyes.

"Don't you pay attention in Potions, Potter?" He asked, sneering. Harry shook his head.

"Well, that was pretty obvious. The Personality Potion is a potion designed to pull four emotions from the drinker's body. In my case…Little-Miss-Know-It-All here took out Evil, Goodness, Sadness, and Insanity….stupid Mudblood." He muttered, trying to add at least one insult into his short monologue. Hermione nodded vaguely from the background. Ron made a disgusted face.

"So let me get this straight," Ron said. "Those four Malfoy's are actually your emotions?"

"Very good, Weasley," Draco said, mockingly. "Though I would've expected a four year old to pick up on the concept faster." Harry held Ron back by his robes.

"So, I'm assuming Gothic boy over there is your Evil side, your Good side is the kid dressed in white, and the angsty one is Sadness? So that must make the Spaz over there Insanity." Harry said, looking at each Malfoy in turn.

"Once again, Potter, your intelligence manages to outstrip a speeding snail." Draco said, smirking. Don't you just love the smirk?

"So then what do we do about this?" Ron asked, glaring daggers at Malfoy.

"Precisely what I was wondering, Weasley." Draco said, smirking in his usual arrogant manner.

"Hermione….Hermione!!!" Harry yelled. She jumped, looking startled.

"What?" She asked, looking around, as if just noticing Harry, Ron, and Draco were there.

"What are we going to do about all the Malfoys?" He asked.

"Oh I don't know Harry…." Hermione said, turning to look at the four Dracos behind her.

"Well…whatever you do…don't take the muzzle off the psycho over there…" Draco said, flinching slightly.

"Why?" Ron asked.

"Trust me. It won't be very pretty…." Draco said. Of course, at that exact moment, Evil Draco removed the muzzle from the psycho Draco.

"…ah shit…" muttered Draco.

"Ah, my dear Hermione! You are looking quite ravishing this evening!" Odd Draco exclaimed. Hermione looked quite taken aback and didn't respond. Draco was looking mortified.

"My love, don't you have anything to say?" Odd Draco asked, his eyes full of what was unmistakably love. Hermione just stared at him.

"Dear could you take these annoying bonds off of me?" He asked sweetly, his eyes round and pleading like a puppy's. Too everyone's shock (and insurmountable horror) Hermione giggled and undid the straight jacket.

"Granger, what's your problem?!" Draco yelled in frustration. "I'm warning you, DON'T!!!" Hermione didn't listen, however, and Odd Draco was soon untied. He took Hermione's hand and gazed into her eyes.

"My dearest Hermione, let me just take this opportunity to say that….I love you. I have loved you for the longest time. Now I can finally get these feelings out into the open." Odd Draco said happily. Hermione smiled.

"Really?"

"No…" Draco moaned, hiding his hands in his face.

"Yes…" Odd Draco said, grinning. He stood up and moved closer and closer to Hermione. They were inches apart, a second away from kissing. Ron, Harry, and Draco all looked away.

SMACK

Harry, Ron, and Draco whipped around. Odd Draco as lying on the ground, a very huge and very red slap print on his face. Hermione was standing over him, chuckling to herself.

"He had a snowball's chance in hell." She said grinning at Harry and Ron. They both looked extremely relieved, as did Draco.

"Malfoy, I thought you said that was Insanity…." Harry said, his eyes still wide and horrified.

"…you didn't think that love-sick psycho was insane?..." Draco asked, disbelievingly.

"….point taken."

"Uh…Hermione….?" Ron asked uncertainly.

"What?" She asked.

"I think we have a slight problem." He said.

"What?" She repeated. He pointed to where the three other Malfoys had been standing.

"They're….gone." They all stared wide-eyed at each other, then glanced out the open door.

"……shit." Draco cursed.

All righty

Thats it for chapter two. Next chapter will involve lots of Dracos being confused with the original.

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