Author's Note: Hey yaaa! I'm here with another chapter! It's been quite a long time since last time, but I still updated so all's well. Alright! Are you ready to send them back to Hogwarts? I think they were doing so cutely together in the Knight Bus. Anyway, at this point, I want to point out that there was ONE who guessed the Head Boy correctly, but don't spoil the surprise for yourself before reading this chapter. You all will find out who it is and he will have a big part in my story, if you don't like him, it's just – shit…
Disclaimer: I still don't own a thing. I mean seriously, if I really owned it all, I wouldn't be writing fanfictions! I would probably be swimming around in my money…
THIS IS THE REVISED VERSION OF THE CHAPTER!!!
The Magic of Hate, Lust and Love
Chapter 4: Where it All Began
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"Malfoy, wake up!" Hermione poked the blonde Slytherin and he moved slightly but didn't wake up. "We're nearly there already. Wake up, Ferret!" she poked him again.
Malfoy should be damn glad I decided to wake him up. Though it doesn't sound like a bad idea to leave him asleep in the Knight Bus. Who knows where it might take him, at least I would be doing Hogwarts a big favour…
The Knight Bus jumped up on the sidewalk and Draco fell off the bed with a yell. Hermione had jumped out of the way she tried to stifle her giggles, her hands held in front of her mouth, obscuring her big grin. Draco groaned and pushed himself up from the floor of the bus, glaring at Hermione. "The driver said we're nearly there, so I decided to wake you up. Be grateful, Ferret boy." Hermione said and walked back to the end of the bus to Crookshanks.
"At least the wakening could've been gentle…" he muttered after her, though he knew perfectly well that it was not her fault that he fell from his bed and landed on the floor when the bus did what it did. No, he did not like this transport, he preferred the Hogwarts Express.
Draco glanced out of the window. It was quite dark and he guessed that it had to be very late in the evening. The only source of light was from the lampposts of the city the bus drove through. Had the start-of-term feast already begun at Hogwarts? He hoped not. What would everyone think if he arrived late with a Mudblood? He pushed the thought of his mind and averted his gaze from the window to Stan Shunpike, who was staring at Hermione with a dreamy expression on his face.
Pang!
The Knight Bus jumped again and this time seemed to drive through a familiar looking town. It was Hogsmeade! Finally! A scarlet train was stopped by the Hogsmeade station and just the look of it made him grimace. How could he miss it…Well, he had fallen back asleep that morning after not being able to get some sleep during the night. The trip with the Knight Bus had taken the whole day (because of the amount of passengers) and Draco did not like it. He was used to travel with class and this filthy bus was just – filthy! Just like Mudbloods…
"'Ogwarts school!" Stan Shunpike announced in a clear voice, glancing quickly at Draco and then back at Hermione with the same dreamy look on his face. A small smile formed on Hermione's lips when she heard the conductor say this and she looked back at Draco, meeting his gaze with hers. She picked up her cat and her shoulder bag. But her smile vanished from her face as she stared down at herself.
"I'm not wearing robes…" she told Draco in a small voice so he almost thought that she was talking to herself. She looked pretty much like a normal Muggle in her casual clothes. Her black robes were still in her trunk and she couldn't possibly change in front of him! Draco snorted.
"So what? It's not like you'd look any better in robes or without." Draco drawled and Hermione raised her eyebrows.
"What do you mean? You haven't even seen me without robes, you perverse idiot!" Hermione snapped and petted Crookshanks's head as he purred softly. He turned his flat face towards Draco and seemed almost to scowl at him. That cat was not normal. It gave him the creeps…
"Well, you can strip for me and I'll know I'm right…as always." he shot back, licking his lips as she rolled her eyes in frustration. He was so impossible. Like a hard potions assignment. There was a clear resemblance between those two, both hard eggs to crack.
"Sod off." she mumbled as the bus turned a quick left and she fell forward on to a bed, but regained her balance swiftly and stood. Draco watched her and shook his head. She was impossible. Like a whiny girl in the morning when she was being dumped by him. There was a clear resemblance between those two, both would walk out the door with noise and yell.
The bus came into a halt and soon the two students found themselves staring up at Hogwarts castle with the windows alight and a feast going on in the Great Hall. The deep orange pumpkins with candles inside them, shone through the high windows of the Hall, so they could see them clearly. Hermione hoped that they had not missed anything, but she knew that luck was not on her side today.
"How much, Stan?" Hermione asked politely with a stunning smile and that made Draco scowl.
"T'll be thirteen Sickles to 'Ogwarts school." Stan said from to her once they all had climbed out of the purple bus. Hermione took her purse out of her yellow bag and gave him the money. Draco did the same, muttering something about his father. Hermione ignored him completely. The bus had stopped right in front of the main entrance, the front doors. It was wonderful to be back. "'Ave a ball year!" Stan called to them before boarding the bus again.
"Bye, Stan! Bye Ernie!" Hermione waved to them and they waved back. Draco didn't bother to say a thing to them. They were afraid of him so what was the deal? He had his back turned to the bus but he heard a clear and loud Pang! and the Knight Bus was gone, leaving Draco and Hermione staring up at the castle with smiles on their faces (well, a smirk in Draco's case).
"What a way to start this year." Hermione muttered quietly to herself. "But it's wonderful to be back again." she added with a broad grin on her smooth face as she let Crookshanks down from her arms and he disappeared into the darkness.
"What was that, Granger?" a cold drawl interrupted her thoughts and she snapped out of them.
"Nothing, Malfoy." she said, her grin faltering for a second before she walking inside with Draco behind her. No one was in the Entrance Hall. Oh no, the start-of-term feast had already begun! "We're late! I hope we haven't missed the Sorting!" Hermione said quietly, pointing at the closed oak doors which lead to the Great Hall.
"Who cares about a fucking feast where the Muggle-lover speaks bullshit and kids are sorted into houses?" Draco replied and earned an ice cold glare from Hermione. She had placed her hands on her hips and was doing a very good McGonagall imitation. Her eyebrows were lowered and her lips were pursed.
"Don't talk about professor Dumbledore in that way! If it's someone who talks complete bullshit, it's certainly you!" Hermione snapped angrily and exhaled deeply.
"I'm impressed, Granger. You can actually say bullshit without dying out of pure shock?" he asked with one eyebrow cocked. She cried out in frustration and shook her head furiously.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear you, alright." she told him, her face reddening from anger. "Let's go before I kill you." she muttered. Draco wanted to laugh. She was so pathetic…
"Here we go…" he said as they hurried up the stairs and stopped in front of the closed oak doors. Hermione looked around her.
"Do you think they've noticed that we're gone?" she asked, trying not to sound worried.
"Of course they'll notice. Well, at least they'll notice that I'm gone, because who wouldn't notice the absence of the Sexiest Male of Hogwarts?" he asked smirking, his eyebrows raised high. Hermione rolled her eyes and tried not to kick him for being so annoying. "And the Head Girl gone? The Daily Prophet is going to attack us once we've stepped inside and bombard us with questions." he drawled.
Oh, God... Is his presence on this planet necessary? I'd like to kick him to Mars. Hermione thought annoyed and didn't answer to him. Instead, she pushed the oak doors open with her both hands and peered inside. "Ok, I'll go in first –" she started.
"No. I'm going in first. It's always Pure-bloods first, my dear Mudblood." he cut her off and pushed past her and slunk inside the Great Hall, leaving Hermione alone, biting her lip and sweating in nervousness.
"I should've entered first! I'm Head Girl, you impatient brat!" she whispered huskily to the door and cursed his arse into hell and back. She swallowed and stepped sideways inside, the first thing she noticed, was that the whole Slytherin table was smirking in her direction, some even whispering to their fellows. Hermione felt her face heat up and wanted to have a cold shower. What had Draco told them? Then she noticed that Dumbledore was in the middle of his speech and stopped when she had stepped in. The rest of the school turned their heads in her direction and she swore that her face was as red as a fresh tomato.
"Ah, and here is our new Head Girl, Hermione Granger, wonderful to have you join the feast." Dumbledore's booming voice said through the Great Hall and Hermione now knew that every single eye were on her. Bugger…
She smiled nervously and headed for the Gryffindor table, muttering 'hi' and 'hello' to the new and the old students. Then she heard the Slytherin table starting to snigger and giggle at her. They were all ogling at her as she sat down between Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley, her two best friends. She was feeling rather uncomfortable as they all stared at her like that, especially the Slytherins. God knows what Draco told them and made them snigger in such a way. Hermione tried to look as if nothing had happened but failed miserably, making the Slytherins break into fits of laughter. She cursed Draco to hell and back for a second time, hoping that Satan had burned the skin off his arse.
Dumbledore cleared his throat and the laughter died. Some turned back to the Headmaster, while some continued to stare at poor Hermione who resembled a burning hut by now. And that was pretty red, if you can imagine…
"Well, I believe I've said all I had in mind for today, so please dig in!" Dumbledore told the students in his strong voice and food appeared in front of them, filling the silver plates as the Gryffindors started to bombard Hermione with questions, in a way that Draco had suggested the Daily Prophet would have.
"Why weren't you aboard the Hogwarts Express, Hermione?" Neville Longbottom asked her politely.
"Did you know that Malfoy arrived just a second before you?" Lavender Brown informed her.
"She arrived with Malfoy, idiot!" Parvati Patil told her best friend and slapped her arm.
"Congratulations on making Head Girl!" Colin Creevey called from the end of the table.
"Why aren't you wearing any robes?" Ginny Weasley asked her suddenly, noticing her Muggle clothes.
"How come you're late?" Dean Thomas demanded.
"What's with the Muggle clothes, Hermione?" Seamus Finnegan asked with a grin, eyeing her up and down as much as he could from the opposite side of the table.
"Why did you come with Malfoy? What were you doing with him anyway?! You weren't shagging him were you?!" asked a very suspicious looking Ron, as Harry gave him a glare.
"How dare you, Ronald Weasley?!?! Of course I weren't shagging Malfoy! What do you think of me? Some cheap girl!?" Hermione snapped, almost cracking her neck as she turned to look at Ron with a glare. How dare he even suggest that?!
"Well, that's what the Slytherins think…" Harry murmured, casting the neighbour table of silver and green a glare as they smirked at Hermione.
"Then why did you arrive just seconds after him, beetroot red in your face?!" Ron asked as the whole table was listening to them. Hermione took a deep breath to calm herself.
"I missed the Hogwarts Express because I bumped into him while I tried to run after it. We had to take the Knight Bus from London." Hermione explained them as they glanced at each other, wondering what happened aboard the Knight Bus. "I never got the chance to change clothes. And he just happens to be an arrogant little boy when he pushed past me into the Hall, that's why he was in here before me. Do you understand what I'm speaking, or do I have to be more detailed and specific?" she asked them, talking annoyingly slowly. Lavender and Parvati glanced at each other and giggled.
"Just tell us what happened aboard the Knight Bus with Malfoy, Hermione!" Parvati sighed, staring dreamily at the blonde Slytherin Prince. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Nothing happened aboard the Knight Bus. If you want evidence, hold out your wand hand and Stan Shunpike will confirm my word." she replied rather annoyed at everyone. Hermione began to load food on her plate as the girls looked at each other and started to giggle once again.
"Who's Stan Shunpike?" Lavender asked curiously. Harry laughed as he guessed what the girl was thinking.
"Oooh! Is he your boyfriend?" Parvati asked and inched closer to Hermione in her seat, wanting to know everything about this Stan Shunpike.
"Oh Merlin!" she sighed. "Harry, please tell them. Be a friend and help me out, alright?" Hermione smiled sweetly at Harry and poked his arm. He stopped laughing and grinned at his female friend.
"Stan is still the conductor of the Knight Bus?" he asked as Lavender's and Parvati's faces fell. They finally thought that Hermione had found herself a man…
"Yes he is. Just a conductor, not a bloody boyfriend, Parvati." she answered him and sighed. Ron narrowed his eyes at Hermione and when she looked up, she noticed this. "What it is, Ron?"
"Are you sure you didn't shag Malfoy?" he asked and shoved a fork with a piece of a potato on it, into his mouth and chewed.
"I am one hundred percent sure about that, you twit!" she told him firmly, placing her hands on her hips. Ron shrugged and swallowed.
"Okay. How was you summer then?" he asked as if he hadn't been snappy at her at all. "I mean, you barely sent us letters and you didn't visit the Burrow when I invited you. It was almost like you disappeared from this planet for a whole summer." Ron replied and took a chug of his pumpkin juice. "And arrived here with Malfoy, who knows if you spent the summer with him…" he added with a mutter so that she did not hear him.
Her face went white in a matter of milliseconds. Like a Muggle movie was played in head, the events of her summer rolled before her eyes that only she saw it. The dress she bought with her mother, the accident and her broken relationship with her father… How could only one word trigger off memories like these?
Hermione swallowed with difficulty and looked at him. They don't know… she thought. I'm not ready to tell them yet am I? I hate this. Pretending. But do I have a choice? Do I even want them to know?
"Everything was fine. I was just – busy with stuff." She explained uncomfortably. "How was your summer then?" she asked, wanting to change the conversation and not to go into her summer holidays. Ron shrugged and continued to chew the half eaten potato in his mouth.
"Nuthin' special happened. Harry was at the Burrow, though. We would've wanted you there as well." he said after swallowing. "And Ginny –"
"Is that a tongue piercing I see, Ginny?!?" Hermione shrieked and leaned over the table to stare at Ginny's red flaming face. She stared down at her plate and stuck her tongue out at Hermione very slowly, exposing a small silver ball in the middle of her tongue. Hermione gasped and brought her hand to her mouth. "Oh My God! Did it hurt?" she asked as the girl relaxed.
"It hurt. A lot." Ginny nodded and drank a bit of her pumpkin juice. Hermione was still staring at her, pushing her plate away from her, her appetite gone after the interrogation by her friends.
"But how – I mean with who were you and how did you get permission from your parents? I'm sure Mrs Weasley would not approve that!" Hermione said to the sixteen year old Gryffindor. Ginny blushed crimson red as Ron burst into laughter with Harry. She glared around at the boys and turned back to Ginny.
"Well, a Muggle friend of mine did it to me." she told Hermione who winced as if she would've felt the pain.
"It must've hurt like a –" she begun.
"- a bitch, yeah." Ginny finished her sentence, but doubted that that would've been Hermione's choice for words. The brown haired girl sighed but then grinned.
"I want to see it again. Please?" Hermione asked and Ginny obeyed. "Ouch, how did you find the courage to do that?" she asked amazed. Ginny shrugged.
"It's called Gryffindor bravery, Hermione." She said and giggled. "Oh, and did I tell you that I'm going out with Colin Creevey?" she asked and Hermione shook her head, wanting to hear everything. But before Ginny told her, Hermione glanced at Harry and grinned foolishly, remembering how they had thought in their second year that Ginny and Colin would make a perfect couple.
"Anyway, it started at the end of last year, but I didn't see you that much so I didn't have a chance to tell and your letters were a bit strange so I thought you had better things to think about than my love-life." Ginny explained chewing a roll. She started telling how she and Colin decided to start going out. But Hermione listened only to the start of her tale, her mind drifted elsewhere after a moment. She couldn't help it. The memories were still too strong and something did not feel right about it all. Why was one word like 'summer' and 'mother' getting her in a fuss? And the nightmares which were so clear like it happened yesterday… She shook her head to get back into a right state.
"Hermione! Hello! Earth to Hermione Granger?!" Ginny's soft voice cut through her thoughts and she snapped out of it, looking back at the young redhead.
"I'm sorry, Ginny. I'm here." Hermione replied focusing back on Ginny from now on.
"It's ok. I understand if you reckon my life dry and boring…" she muttered, looking slightly hurt.
"No! I don't! I've just been a bit stressed lately, that's all." Hermione told her assuring. Ginny nodded slightly but did not look too reassured and she did not speak one word about Colin Creevey anymore that night.
Suddenly a thought occurred to her. She did not know who the Head Boy was! "So, which one of you made Head Boy?" Hermione asked Harry and Ron, excited. They glanced at each other and shrugged.
"Neither of us. It's Ernie Macmillan from Hufflepuff." Harry answered her question, drinking some pumpkin juice. Hermione had raised her brows.
"Ernie? But – he's not – I mean, isn't he a bit of a – y'know…" Hermione stuttered, trying to find the words. Ernie Macmillan was the perfect choice for the new Head Boy, Hermione knew this but she thought that Dumbledore would've assigned either Harry or Ron for the job. Ernie was a nice person and deserved it definitely, but him as Head Boy? She was a bit disappointed. She had hoped it would've been one of her closer friends than a Hufflepuff who was a bit strange.
"He has a brain, though." Ginny piped up with a curt nod. Ron turned to look at his sister in haste.
"And you reckon that Harry and I don't have brains?" he snapped angrily at the young redhead. Ginny blushed strongly as Hermione tried to suppress a fit of giggles as she started to defend herself from her raging brother.
Hermione smiled genuinely. Yes, everything would be back to normal. A new year was about to begin…
Feeling a pair of eyes staring straight at her, she lifted her head and glared at a pair of hateful, silver blue eyes which belonged to no one else than Draco Malfoy.
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Draco couldn't help it. He had shifted his gaze towards her and now she was staring back at him. Oh how he loathed the bunch of them. Stupid Gryffindor Golden Team…Not a single soul in the whole school could be more annoying than the trio. He glared at Hermione Granger with cold hatred in his eyes, he received the same back. He was brought back from his murderous thoughts by a hard nudge in his ribs by Blaise Zabini, a fellow Slytherin.
"That's Granger?!" Blaise asked disbelieving with his dark eyebrows raised high as he too, stared at Hermione with his dark brown eyes. She averted her eyes quickly when she saw the two Slytherins look at her and she continued to talk and laugh with her friends. Draco glanced around at him.
"No. It's Cornelius Fudge. Who else would be sitting with the Golden dorks?" Draco drawled and poured some pumpkin juice to himself. "Of course it's Granger, you idiot."
"Wow…" Blaise mused as he tried to shift in his seat to get a better view of Hermione. Draco had raised his eyebrows.
"Wow?" he asked his friend, lifting his empty plate up to obscure his face when his two cronies, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle started a food fight beside him. Those two…
"Yes! Wow!" Blaise exclaimed in his low voice as he continued to look at the Gryffindor table, on a particular girl. "She's fucking gorgeous!" he added and clicked his tongue, running a hand through his longish dark brown hair.
"My appetite's gone thanks to you. I feel like throwing up." Draco muttered. Blaise glanced at him.
"And she danced around in her nakedness for you because she has a crush on you, you say? It must've been a pleasurable sight, Draco. Unless you're lying about the whole dancing-naked-crush-on-you-thingy, of course." said Blaise and finally brought his gaze back from Hermione to Draco.
Draco smirked in triumph but held his innocent face. "Why would I be lying? She stripped for me in the Knight Bus. But I didn't touch her though. I'd never touch a dirty Mudblood." Draco informed him. He had told the whole Slytherin table a little lie about the Gryffindor Princess when he entered the Hall when they arrived. First the thought about him and her shagging would've been a juicy rumour but Draco had declined the thought because it would ruin his reputation if he'd ever touch the girl. She was a Mudblood, after all…
Blaise was gaping at him quite rudely.
"You brainless fool! She has to be the one of the hottest girls in school this year! Who the fuck cares if she's a Mudblood?! I mean look at that body! She's begging to be shagged in those clothes!" Blaise exclaimed. Draco wondered what the hell was so special and sexual about Hermione's attire. They were baggy and ugly (Muggle clothes). "I only care if she's a good fuck or not…because right now, Granger made it to the top three of my 'girls-to-shag-senseless' –list!" Blaise exclaimed and wanted to hit Draco for being a blind and a stupid proud Pure-blood racist. He groaned in frustration.
"You're out of your mind, Zabini." Draco frowned in disgust.
"I am certainly not! You are out of your mind, my friend. Look around you! I'm not the only one who notices that our Head Girl is going to trigger off some disturbing sexual dreams." Blaise smirked, motioning at the rest of the male population with his hand. Draco looked around him. Was Blaise blind? He couldn't see that many boys looking at her, only a few…Maybe one third or something…
"They're crazy. You're crazy. She's an annoying Mudblood Gryffindor, and she'll never change from that." Draco replied firmly and pushed his plate away, not feeling hungry anymore. Blaise shook his head.
"Whatever you say, Draco. It's all about the body and the looks, you should know…" Blaise muttered and said no further words about Hermione Granger.
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The feast ended quite quickly. Hermione and the rest of the school were wondering who was going to be the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this year, but strangely enough, the Headmaster had not informed about it during the start-of-term feast. She suspected that the school would probably get to know about him or her the following morning. Or perhaps Dumbledore hadn't hired anyone for the job, knowing that they were not going to last longer than one year. The teacher who had been the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher last year had ended up in St Mungo's Hospital because of a serious brain damage that had happened in one class. Poor man had to accompany Gilderoy Lockhart in his ward…
Once the students filed out of the Great Hall into the corridors that lead to all four common rooms, Hermione, Harry, Ron and Ginny stood up from the Gryffindor table and headed for the oak doors in a slow pace. Hermione was still hearing her name being whispered and giggled at, but she would just bark the truth at them and this stupid rumour, she didn't know about, would vanish. What had Draco told them? She sighed and suddenly someone pushed roughly past her, making her fall into Ron who caught her.
"Hey! Watch it!" Hermione hissed, irritated. Some younger student probably…
"No need, Granger. I'm the Pure-blood one and as you know, it's always Pure-bloods first, babe." an all too familiar voice drawled. Hermione struggled to regain her balance and shot away from Ron, pushing him away a bit too roughly.
"Babe?!" Hermione questioned with disgust. Draco stopped and turned, Blaise doing the same beside him, studying Hermione up and down hungrily. Draco opened his smirking mouth to speak but Hermione decided not to take his crap this time. "Excuse me. Can you feel that nasty stench that floats around here?" she asked her friends. They looked at her in question. Hermione shrugged and glared at Draco. "Must be one albino ferret's droppings." she answered her question and held her head high as she walked past the two Slytherins, leaving her friends in fits of laughter.
"She definitely has a crush on you, Draco." Blaise said with a smirk. "I wish I'd seen her strip…" he continued and chuckled as Hermione stopped dead in her tracks.
They did not notice that they were blocking the entrance and the remaining students did not get through and a crowd was forming around the two Slytherin males and the Gryffindors.
"What the hell did you just say?!" Hermione shrieked, turning quickly around. Her face flushed with anger and her hands clenched into fists.
"Things." Blaise answered, grinning like a fool. "So, you want to strip for me too, Granger?" he asked, running his tongue over his lips as he looked at her intensely. Her flashing eyes turned to Draco who was trying to hold his laughter.
"Malfoy! You insufferable lying bastard!" Hermione yelled, grabbing out her wand and pointing it at him in a quick move, surprising everyone. Draco just smirked at her.
"You said bastard again. You shouldn't swear, Granger." Draco told her calmly. "And stop yelling, it gives you wrinkles." he added with a chuckle.
"Yeah, you know about wrinkles and stuff, Miss Universe." Hermione hissed, gripping her wand tightly.
"Oh, I thank you, Granger. I didn't know you reckon I'm the most gorgeous one in the entire Universe…" Draco smirked. Hermione cried out in frustration.
"Well, now you know, Miss Malfoy." she replied with narrowed eyes. She lowered her wand and glared at them both. Harry, Ron and Ginny walked to her and they went towards the staircase, ignoring the Slytherins completely.
"You can run with the parentless Potty and the second-hand Weasel-furs, but you can't hide!" Draco's cold voice cut through the air and Hermione stopped once again.
"You were born tactless." she whispered, turning sharply around, glaring at him with all her might. Why couldn't looks just kill? He'd drop dead in a second for sure. Without a warning, Hermione whipped her wand out of her pocket and strode back to Draco, pointing her wand at him dangerously. "Apologise to my friends right now, Malfoy, or I swear you'll see what my hexes can do." she hissed at his face but Draco did not look scared. On the contrary, he couldn't have been calmer. He snapped her wand away with a smirk.
"Don't play with dangerous tools, Granger. You might get hurt, baby." Draco whispered back pleasantly, twirling her wand between his fingers. Hermione's face was red again. Her anger was getting the best of her and suddenly –
"Detention, Malfoy, for stealing my wand." Hermione said suddenly as she snatched her wand back from Draco's hand. Just insulting her friends would not be a reason to give detention. "Tomorrow six o'clock." she spat as Harry and Ron grinned in triumph! "You know it's against the rules to strip another student from her or his wand." Draco stared at her with his mouth slightly open. Did he just get get detention from her?!
That was a hard blow on his self-confidence.
Harry and Ron could've jumped in joy knowing that Draco had got detention by Hermione. "I'll let professor Snape know about that tonight, Ferret." Hermione spoke clearly, feeling very powerful.
"No need, Miss Granger. I am here." Snape's oily voice said behind her. Hermione turned around facing the greasy-haired professor as she placing her wand back into her pocket. "Now, tell me what's wrong?" he asked, his mouth curving into a mean smile.
"Well, I gave Malfoy detention because he took my wand from my hand and you know it's against the rules, professor." said Hermione professionally. Snape glanced at Malfoy, seeing no kind of emotion on his face, he turned back to her.
"Hmm, are you sure that's enough of a reason to give him detention, Miss Granger?" Snape questioned wickedly.
"Yes. He was out of line and rude."
"Oh, in that case, why don't you supervise his detention tomorrow six o'clock?" Snape said to her as Hermione's jaw dropped open.
"What?! But – but I can't! I mean – I have my tasks and duties as Head Girl!" Hermione exclaimed, shocked. Snape's smirk did not fall though.
"You should've thought about your tasks and duties before you gave Mr Malfoy detention without a good reason!" the potions professor hissed, glaring at her. Hermione was appalled. This was NOT happening. She had meant to give Draco detention with FILCH, not with herself! "You should think twice before using your 'powers' to give your rivals unnecessary punishments!" he continued menacingly. Hermione stared with her eyes wide open.
"I-I didn't –" she stuttered, but Snape just gave her an evil smirk before rushing past her towards the dungeons, his black robes billowing behind him. Hermione turned to Draco, her eyes flashing.
Draco and Hermione glared at each other.
"You twisted twit! Look what you did!" Hermione screamed and fled from the corridor, Harry, Ron, Ginny and the rest of her friends parading after her. Draco glared at their retreating backs with disgust. They're all following her like she's some bloody Princess…
"Look what I did?! Look what you did, Mudblood…" Draco muttered so that no one heard him.
"You're a lucky bastard, Draco." Blaise's voice said behind him and he turned around to look at his smirking face.
"Lucky? How the hell am I lucky, Zabini?! I just got fucking detention from fucking Granger the Mudblood Princess and now fucking Snape told her to supervise my fucking detention!?" Draco yelled in anger. Blaise laughed.
"Fuck yeah! You get to spend time with her, you dolt! And besides, yelling gives you wrinkles, my friend." Blaise said before walked down towards their dungeon common room, humming a happy song.
"Time with her? Who would want to spend time with her?! Argh! Annoying fucks the lot of them…" Draco growled and headed after Blaise.
"Drakieeee…" a seductive voice purred into his ear as soft hands covered his eyes from behind him. "Guess whoooooo?" the voice continued and Draco sighed in tiredness.
"Pansy." Draco said and removed the hands from his eyes, turning around he saw a pretty girl with black short hair standing in front of him with a smile on her face.
"Hello, Draco." Pansy Parkinson said in a low voice, giving Draco a tight hug, making sure their bodies made contact. He smirked over her shoulder as his hands rubbed her lower back. "Had a nice summer, babe?" she asked.
"Yeah, I had fun. You?" Draco asked, brushing his lips over hers swiftly, making her excited in haste. This was it. A normal start of his year. It would be like this for the rest of year as well. Pansy this and that. Pansy throughout the year…
"I have a new tattoo…" she told him into his ear, her breath tickling his skin as her hands sneaked inside his shirt and ran over his toned abdomen.
"Really? Where?" he asked, knowing that she had one from before. Pansy giggled and took a step back to look at him.
"Well, I could show you where it is, honey." Pansy said, taking his hand in hers, leading him along the corridor into an abandoned classroom deep down in the very dungeons of the castle. Why did he go with this? He wanted something different, yet Pansy was the object to pour his anger and stress in. She knew what made him relaxed and relaxation was the thing he needed right now…after that – encounter – with Hermione. "Come here, Draco." Pansy's voice said seductively in the darkness of the room and soon the pair of them were panting and sweating as they rocked back and forth in rhythm, moaning in ecstasy…
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Hermione twisted and turned in her bed, cold sweat running down her forehead as her body writhed in her nightmare. A sudden crash made her jolt awake into a dark Head Girl room. The crash had been so real. Looking around her and the bed, she heard a meow from the left side of her bed and saw Crookshanks jump down from her nightstand after accidentally pushing a water glass into the floor. That had been the crash. It was real but not like that. It hadn't been the crash…
Lying back down, she stared at the crimson canopy of her large four-poster bed. Although it was dark, she could see blue stars printed into the fabric above her. Narrowing her eyes to see better in the darkness, the small blue dots made her realise something important.
"The blue sparks…" she whispered and gasped.
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To Be Continued…
Author's Note: I hope that wasn't too strange or cliché. I know that the plot is going on slow, but I want it to, so just try to cope with me, alright. Anyway, the plot is thickening and I know that nothing much happened in this chapter, but the next one will be more eventful, I promise you that. Thanks for all the reviews I received; potts, SomeRockerGirl, Thucci, shutupheather (I'm trying to make it more R, I promise!), Jack-Sparrow-Lover, JayOrin, arwen's-foil, Kelseri, Sesshoumaru's wife, Eggplant and Caviar, In Dreams (YOU guessed the Head Boy correctly!!! YAY for you!!! A Hogwarts castle (a new special one with many extras) will be delivered to you by Fed Ex's owls! :D), Queen of Serpents, babyface78, Timra, Alexis, harry-potter-fan145, elvenrarehunter and Bride of Malfoy! Thank you soooooooooooooooooooo much! 3 I hope that Mrs Weasley got my letter and that she sends you all some cakes and pies I asked her to. :)
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