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Chapter 2: Malfoy's Devious Plan
After Potions they went back to the common room before dinner began. Harry had to go to Quidditch practice, so he bid them farewell and was off. He was glad to be out of their arguments that became more and more frequent. In a matter of minutes they heard a scream from downstairs. Hermione and Ron went out to investigate and bumped into Professor McGonagall.
"What was that scream Professor?" Hermione asked.
"I was just going to see, come with me."
They hurried down staircases and finally came to where the screaming was coming from. What they found was a disturbing sight. Draco Malfoy was lying on the ground, curled up in a ball, and the Slytherin portrait hole was slashed open. When he saw Hermione, he gave a shriek and got up, backing against the wall.
"What is it Mr. Malfoy?" asked Professor McGonagall.
"It's her!" He answered in a terrified, trembling voice. "Hermione Granger! She slashed the portrait hole. She came in and---and tried to---to- ---to kiss me!!!!!!"
"I most certainly did not and would not!" Hermione said, defending herself.
"Well, if Miss Granger says she didn't, then she didn't."
"Yea, she was with me the whole time." Ron said.
"Then how do you explain those books?"
The three Gryffindors bent down to see what he was pointing at. Sitting there was a pile of books. Ancient Runes, Artihmancy, and Muggle Studies. Hermione's books.
"Those are not mine!" She lied, even though she knew they were the ones she had lost earlier that day.
"Oh yea??" Malfoy hissed. He opened one of them and showed everyone the label inside. 'Hermione Granger, Arithmancy'.
"Well, unfortunately, we can't argue with that." Professor McGonagall said.
"Professor, you don't believe him do you??"
"Well, I can't argue with good evidence Hermione, and I wouldn't want to seem biased toward Gryffindors. So, I'll do what I'd do to any other student. Detention. Tonight."
"NO!!! I'll be stuck with him!" she screeched, pointing at Malfoy.
"I'm sorry Hermione, let's go." Ron said, dragging her away.
Hermione looked behind her as they walked. Malfoy gave her a wink and a smile. She quickly turned around and kept walking with the strangest feeling in her stomach that Ron was right.
"Hermione, eat your dinner." Ron coaxed through a mouth full of potatoes. "I haven't seen you stop eating since S.P.E.W.! Sorry, it won't be so bad! Come on, the food is good!"
Just then, Harry came slogging up to the table. He was soaked. "It's raining." He said. "We had to stop practice. Hey, what's wrong with Hermione?"
"Oh, she's just sore because she's got detention with her secret admirer!" he said, giggling.
"You don't mean...." He trailed off.
"Yea, that foul loathsome evil little cockroach that we all know and hate!" Hermione burst in.
"Oh, Malfoy."
"That's right! He framed me! Stole my books and slashed his own portrait hole just so he could get me alone in detention!"
"What a sleaze ball!"
"I know! I think Ron's right about him liking me."
"You just figured that out now?? I guess you were too busy reading to notice all the warning signs of a full blown crush!!" Ron shrieked, spraying them with his dinner.
"Oh dear," Hermione said, glancing up at the clock. "It's time. Wish me luck."
And with that, she headed towards her doom.
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Chapter 2: Malfoy's Devious Plan
After Potions they went back to the common room before dinner began. Harry had to go to Quidditch practice, so he bid them farewell and was off. He was glad to be out of their arguments that became more and more frequent. In a matter of minutes they heard a scream from downstairs. Hermione and Ron went out to investigate and bumped into Professor McGonagall.
"What was that scream Professor?" Hermione asked.
"I was just going to see, come with me."
They hurried down staircases and finally came to where the screaming was coming from. What they found was a disturbing sight. Draco Malfoy was lying on the ground, curled up in a ball, and the Slytherin portrait hole was slashed open. When he saw Hermione, he gave a shriek and got up, backing against the wall.
"What is it Mr. Malfoy?" asked Professor McGonagall.
"It's her!" He answered in a terrified, trembling voice. "Hermione Granger! She slashed the portrait hole. She came in and---and tried to---to- ---to kiss me!!!!!!"
"I most certainly did not and would not!" Hermione said, defending herself.
"Well, if Miss Granger says she didn't, then she didn't."
"Yea, she was with me the whole time." Ron said.
"Then how do you explain those books?"
The three Gryffindors bent down to see what he was pointing at. Sitting there was a pile of books. Ancient Runes, Artihmancy, and Muggle Studies. Hermione's books.
"Those are not mine!" She lied, even though she knew they were the ones she had lost earlier that day.
"Oh yea??" Malfoy hissed. He opened one of them and showed everyone the label inside. 'Hermione Granger, Arithmancy'.
"Well, unfortunately, we can't argue with that." Professor McGonagall said.
"Professor, you don't believe him do you??"
"Well, I can't argue with good evidence Hermione, and I wouldn't want to seem biased toward Gryffindors. So, I'll do what I'd do to any other student. Detention. Tonight."
"NO!!! I'll be stuck with him!" she screeched, pointing at Malfoy.
"I'm sorry Hermione, let's go." Ron said, dragging her away.
Hermione looked behind her as they walked. Malfoy gave her a wink and a smile. She quickly turned around and kept walking with the strangest feeling in her stomach that Ron was right.
"Hermione, eat your dinner." Ron coaxed through a mouth full of potatoes. "I haven't seen you stop eating since S.P.E.W.! Sorry, it won't be so bad! Come on, the food is good!"
Just then, Harry came slogging up to the table. He was soaked. "It's raining." He said. "We had to stop practice. Hey, what's wrong with Hermione?"
"Oh, she's just sore because she's got detention with her secret admirer!" he said, giggling.
"You don't mean...." He trailed off.
"Yea, that foul loathsome evil little cockroach that we all know and hate!" Hermione burst in.
"Oh, Malfoy."
"That's right! He framed me! Stole my books and slashed his own portrait hole just so he could get me alone in detention!"
"What a sleaze ball!"
"I know! I think Ron's right about him liking me."
"You just figured that out now?? I guess you were too busy reading to notice all the warning signs of a full blown crush!!" Ron shrieked, spraying them with his dinner.
"Oh dear," Hermione said, glancing up at the clock. "It's time. Wish me luck."
And with that, she headed towards her doom.
A/N: like it so far? Just hit the purple box and let me know! (