A/N lol, this is a really short chappie, but the next one will be better and longer, I promise!! Squints eyes Read my new story! Hermione is drunk in it! =P;
"Hello you ugly git! When was the last time you washed your hair! Geesh. Hope that wont affect my grade!," she blurted happily.
A few students laughed, some jaws dropped lower, and some made their plans.
"Obviously she's under influence of the potion." Snape said, startled. Whispers erupted from the class, who had formed a circle around her. After a few moments of silence, "So, Harry or Ron," the mocking voice was full of laughter as the question sprang from his mouth. Draco let out an all time smirk. The Slytherins laughed, as the Gryffindors gasped. Ron and Harry stared at each other, their mouths and eyes slowly getting larger with every second. The whole class, whether Gryffindor or Slytherin, awaited her answer.
"O definitely Ron," Ron let out a sigh as she continued, "but he sucks at kissing. He seems scared. Get some guts! That's sweet though. Harry is a very good kisser. Very powerful. Yummy. He has that saving people thing, makes him sexy. But Ron is very sexy too. With his red hair. Yes his hair is very red. He stands up for me a lot. Very nice, when he does that. Stands up for me and all. Harry does too, but I think it's his saving people thing. So Ron. Yes, Ron." she smiled and started singing softly to herself while examining her shoes. Even that wasn't what Draco expected. He stood there staring at the brown haired girl in front of them, with complete and utter puzzlement. Ron was as still as a statue as he turned to Harry his face reddening with every inch. "You....kissed.....Hermione? You, kissed, my, Girlfriend?," he was breathing very rapidly now, clenching and unclenching his fists. Harry looked like a scared field mouse.
"Er...yes...but...before you guys started going out. Last summer. It meant nothing...it was before Ginny!, his voice reached an all time high squeak. Ron lunged for him and grabbed his shirt, pulling him up to his face.
"Where did you do it. MY OWN HOUSE! YOU KNEW I LIKED HER!," Ron half growled half screamed. Harry was now getting ticked off.
"ITS NOT LIKE YOU MADE A MOVE! FREAKIN BABY!"
"DONT CALL ME A BABY!"
The two boys got into a fistfight, but no one tried to stop them. Most of the class was laughing, besides, whenever someone tried to step forward, Snape would hold them back. Draco took this as his opportunity.
"So mudblood, what do you think of the fight?," Draco strolled over to her and pulled up a chair. He nonchalantly sat down, leaning back, as if getting comfortable. The classes' attention was once again on Hermione. (Don't think that they had stopped fighting though)
"O it's very entertaining. Especially the headlock, very well done. Dont call me mudblood! It's not my fault, I dont have any choice." Hermione smiled at Draco and looked back down at her shoes.
"So, did you think I was cute from the very time you laid eyes on me? I know you did Granger," Draco was building confidence with every word. He smirked at Goyle and Crabbe, wno did their best smirk back(it just looked like they were constipated)
"MM," the crowd of students held their breath and inched closer, "I thought you were a dick, a very handsome dick. Very sexy. I love your eyes."
The crowd laughed. Draco stared at the girl in front of him. She just called him a dick...but she thought he was sexy..... "Would you snog me?" Pansy started to protest but was cut short by Goyle's hand.
"O yes! I would definitely snog you. I bet you're a fabulous kisser."
As Harry and Ron rampaged the room, Draco felt his stomach jolt. Was he having FEELINGS for Hermione Granger? ,for the mudblood girl? She was prettier now... and the smartest girl he'd ever met.... His thoughts were interrupted as Snape finally had to go break up Ron and Harry, who had now knocked over a bookshelf and broken numerous jars of slimy animal parts. He took them to Madam Pomfrey (Harry with a broken lip, black eye, and broken leg, and Ron with a dislocated shoulder, black eye, and a cut cheek and ear) and the class was left to themselves. The class was now catching on, bombarding her with questions. Lavender Brown shouted out, "Have you ever kissed a poster!"
"Yes! That Orlando Bloom is a hottie!," Hermione exclaimed. The girls in the class giggled, and the muggle born boys pretended to gag themselves.
"Have you ever cheated on a test?," Andrew Johnson asked.
"No, unless you count Harry and Ron copying my work all the time. They never do it themselves!" The class was starting to have fun tormenting the poor girl who had no idea what was going on.
"Have you ever gone skinny dipping?"
"Yes! When I was in France. I didn't like that at all, not one bit. I didn't know Viktor would be there!," Hermione giggled and absent mindedly ran her hands through her hair, twirling it every so often.
"Do you EVER where makeup?"
"No not usually. Only on dates"
"Have you ever doubted that Harry can defeat the Dark Lord"
The class went silent. How dare Draco Malfoy ask that question? Even though it was highly controversial, everyone anticipated her answer. The potion was wearing off, and it looked like she was fighting with herself not to say it. Finally the answer came.
"Yes."
"And why would that be Granger," Snape's mocking voice drifted from the doorway. As if from a VERY crazy play, every single persons head turned to face the Professor simultaneously.
"He doesn't work hard. He never puts his mind to things. Well not unless people are in danger. He goofs off too much. Like the other day, he was turning the ceiling pink in class. Now why would you do that! I mean, it was perfectly fine grey...."
The potion was now rapidly wearing off. Hermione's head started swimming with images again before a picture of the class flashed in front of her eyes and she fainted.
The next chapter is the last one! Very short fic, I know, but maybe Ill incorporate this one into another longer one! Who knows! Review!
"Hello you ugly git! When was the last time you washed your hair! Geesh. Hope that wont affect my grade!," she blurted happily.
A few students laughed, some jaws dropped lower, and some made their plans.
"Obviously she's under influence of the potion." Snape said, startled. Whispers erupted from the class, who had formed a circle around her. After a few moments of silence, "So, Harry or Ron," the mocking voice was full of laughter as the question sprang from his mouth. Draco let out an all time smirk. The Slytherins laughed, as the Gryffindors gasped. Ron and Harry stared at each other, their mouths and eyes slowly getting larger with every second. The whole class, whether Gryffindor or Slytherin, awaited her answer.
"O definitely Ron," Ron let out a sigh as she continued, "but he sucks at kissing. He seems scared. Get some guts! That's sweet though. Harry is a very good kisser. Very powerful. Yummy. He has that saving people thing, makes him sexy. But Ron is very sexy too. With his red hair. Yes his hair is very red. He stands up for me a lot. Very nice, when he does that. Stands up for me and all. Harry does too, but I think it's his saving people thing. So Ron. Yes, Ron." she smiled and started singing softly to herself while examining her shoes. Even that wasn't what Draco expected. He stood there staring at the brown haired girl in front of them, with complete and utter puzzlement. Ron was as still as a statue as he turned to Harry his face reddening with every inch. "You....kissed.....Hermione? You, kissed, my, Girlfriend?," he was breathing very rapidly now, clenching and unclenching his fists. Harry looked like a scared field mouse.
"Er...yes...but...before you guys started going out. Last summer. It meant nothing...it was before Ginny!, his voice reached an all time high squeak. Ron lunged for him and grabbed his shirt, pulling him up to his face.
"Where did you do it. MY OWN HOUSE! YOU KNEW I LIKED HER!," Ron half growled half screamed. Harry was now getting ticked off.
"ITS NOT LIKE YOU MADE A MOVE! FREAKIN BABY!"
"DONT CALL ME A BABY!"
The two boys got into a fistfight, but no one tried to stop them. Most of the class was laughing, besides, whenever someone tried to step forward, Snape would hold them back. Draco took this as his opportunity.
"So mudblood, what do you think of the fight?," Draco strolled over to her and pulled up a chair. He nonchalantly sat down, leaning back, as if getting comfortable. The classes' attention was once again on Hermione. (Don't think that they had stopped fighting though)
"O it's very entertaining. Especially the headlock, very well done. Dont call me mudblood! It's not my fault, I dont have any choice." Hermione smiled at Draco and looked back down at her shoes.
"So, did you think I was cute from the very time you laid eyes on me? I know you did Granger," Draco was building confidence with every word. He smirked at Goyle and Crabbe, wno did their best smirk back(it just looked like they were constipated)
"MM," the crowd of students held their breath and inched closer, "I thought you were a dick, a very handsome dick. Very sexy. I love your eyes."
The crowd laughed. Draco stared at the girl in front of him. She just called him a dick...but she thought he was sexy..... "Would you snog me?" Pansy started to protest but was cut short by Goyle's hand.
"O yes! I would definitely snog you. I bet you're a fabulous kisser."
As Harry and Ron rampaged the room, Draco felt his stomach jolt. Was he having FEELINGS for Hermione Granger? ,for the mudblood girl? She was prettier now... and the smartest girl he'd ever met.... His thoughts were interrupted as Snape finally had to go break up Ron and Harry, who had now knocked over a bookshelf and broken numerous jars of slimy animal parts. He took them to Madam Pomfrey (Harry with a broken lip, black eye, and broken leg, and Ron with a dislocated shoulder, black eye, and a cut cheek and ear) and the class was left to themselves. The class was now catching on, bombarding her with questions. Lavender Brown shouted out, "Have you ever kissed a poster!"
"Yes! That Orlando Bloom is a hottie!," Hermione exclaimed. The girls in the class giggled, and the muggle born boys pretended to gag themselves.
"Have you ever cheated on a test?," Andrew Johnson asked.
"No, unless you count Harry and Ron copying my work all the time. They never do it themselves!" The class was starting to have fun tormenting the poor girl who had no idea what was going on.
"Have you ever gone skinny dipping?"
"Yes! When I was in France. I didn't like that at all, not one bit. I didn't know Viktor would be there!," Hermione giggled and absent mindedly ran her hands through her hair, twirling it every so often.
"Do you EVER where makeup?"
"No not usually. Only on dates"
"Have you ever doubted that Harry can defeat the Dark Lord"
The class went silent. How dare Draco Malfoy ask that question? Even though it was highly controversial, everyone anticipated her answer. The potion was wearing off, and it looked like she was fighting with herself not to say it. Finally the answer came.
"Yes."
"And why would that be Granger," Snape's mocking voice drifted from the doorway. As if from a VERY crazy play, every single persons head turned to face the Professor simultaneously.
"He doesn't work hard. He never puts his mind to things. Well not unless people are in danger. He goofs off too much. Like the other day, he was turning the ceiling pink in class. Now why would you do that! I mean, it was perfectly fine grey...."
The potion was now rapidly wearing off. Hermione's head started swimming with images again before a picture of the class flashed in front of her eyes and she fainted.
The next chapter is the last one! Very short fic, I know, but maybe Ill incorporate this one into another longer one! Who knows! Review!