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**Hermione's POV**
'What the hell?' Hermione stormed over to the chair and grabbed the bear off the floor. She studied it a bit then threw it back in the chair. 'Ok Hermione. Think. I wake up and my door is unlocked. Then my things are in different places. One of them were in here!'
Hermione turned in place, stomped all the way to the door, threw it open, flew out and ran back into the kitchen.
"OK! WHO DID IT?" Hermione was fuming. "WHO DID IT?"
Hermione observed a bit and realized she scared the living hell out of them. Ron was on the way to the sink with his plate and it was now in a death grip in his hand. Harry was in mid-pancake bite when she stormed in and that fork was now on his plate, with Harry's fork hand still in position near his mouth. Draco didn't really look too frightened, but the fear in his eyes was present when she saw them, though it's gone now.
**Draco's POV**
"Did what, 'Mione?" Ron squeaked. Then he cleared his throat. "Did what?" He said more manly.
"Went into my room last night. Which one of you three did it? Hm?" Hermione was shaking her finger at them like a nagging old woman.
"Room? We-we-we-didn't go into-your-your-room. Why would we go into your room?" Ron put his plate into the sink, went to the refrigerator and busied himself with some orange juice so he wouldn't have to answer anymore questions.
"I-I-Well I don't know yet, but I'll find out. Mark my words. I will." Hermione put her hands on her hips.
"Lighten up, Granger. We wouldn't want to go into your room unless we have a reason to. Do we have a reason to?" Draco folder the paper and put it down on the table in front of him.
"Well, no. I suppose." Hermione's anger bursting backfired and now she felt like the helpless animal, instead of the boys.
"You got something to hide, Granger?" Draco got up off the stool and walked to Hermione.
"No." Hermione's hands fell from her hips to her sides.
"I think you do. I wonder what it is." Draco ran a finger down her side. "Tampon, maybe?"
Harry and Ron burst out laughing. Ron managing to get orange juice all over the kitchen. Hermione seemed to get strength back with this comment as he smirked. She just smacked him, hard.
"Sexist bastards! All of you! Jerks! I hate you all!" Hermione turned around and ran back up stairs sobbing.
"No! 'Mione! We're sorry!" Harry called after her in between laughing. While Ron gurgled a bit, still choking on his juice from the laughing. "Well. Kind of sorry."
Draco brought his hand up to his face and rubbed the spot where she smacked him.
"Why do you let her do that to you? I mean, you're the great Malfoy." Ron said in a mocking tone. "You're much stronger than her. I don't want you to hit her or anything, I'm just saying, why don't you stop her once in a while. We do."
"Granger hits you?" Draco walked back over to the stool he was sitting on and sat back down. He stopped rubbing his face.
"All the time. I mean, we are guys. We have to talk about girls once in a while. Apparently Hermione finds the things we say obscene and sexist. So we get smacked." Ron shrugged, picked up a washrag and cleaned up the juice he spit out.
"What do you say?" Draco will admit that he was a bit curious.
"Well, one time we saw a girl walking by and we stared at her arse. Hermione smacked us in the back of the head and pressed the matter further. She said 'What do you see in her?' or something bizarre like that. So we told her that the girl had a great arse. The reason we were staring at her in the first place. You think she would get that, but Hermione continued to push the matter. 'I mean she doesn't have a brain cell on her. No smart girl has a body like that!' She said. So we tried to cheer Hermione up. 'Come now, Hermione. You got a great body.' I said, but Ron has to be a dumb arse and tried to feel her up! So she smacked us both for that one, and called us sexist." Harry put his fork down, got up and put his plate in the sink.
"Really?" Draco almost burst out laughing. 'Weasel tried tried to feel Granger up? I didn't think he had it in him!'
"No! I didn't try to feel her up! I was-I was-I was-" Ron began.
"You were feeling her up!" Harry dried his hands in Ron's hair.
"No I wasn't. That may have been what it looked like, but I wasn't. I was merely trying to see if she had a great body. Only to further demonstrate our point!" Ron said, casually.
"So in other words you were feeling her up." Harry pushed.
"Precisely. Wait! Oh shut it mate. Ok. I was feeling her up." Ron admitted, smirking.
"When was this?" Draco asked.
"Seventh year." Harry said. "That's probably the reason she never talked to us much after school was over. Now she's forced to, though."
"This whole set up really pisses me off." Draco got up and walked towards the door to leave. "I miss judged you guys. Living here with you might not be so bad, but living here with Granger will be hell."
"I second that." Ron said.
"Me too." Harry started to wash all the dishes in the sink. "Maybe we should just avoid her."
"Living here this long with her nagging us and making our lives hell is going to be bull shit not doing anything about it. Why don't we return the favor?" Draco turned around and observed Harry and Ron. "What do you say?"
Harry finished doing the dishes and Ron started eating again.
"Alright, but we can't do anything mean to her. She is still my friend." Harry said, walking over to Ron and getting an apple from the refrigerator.
"Yeah." Ron mumbled through the cookies he was eating.
"I know that. We're just going to play a few mind games with her." Draco waited for their response for a moment.
"Ok. I'm in." Harry took a bite from his apple.
"Me too." Ron stopped eating cookies and put them back. "I'm a tired so I'm going back to bed. Goodnight, again." Ron tried to walk by, but Draco stepped in front of him.
"Don't tell Granger."
"I won't."
Draco moved out of the way and Ron walked by him. "Will he?" He asked Harry.
"No. I trust him." Harry sat down, eating his apple. "So what are we going to do to her?"
"I don't know yet." Draco said. "I'm going to go think of some things to make Granger's life hell. I'll see you later-um-should I call you Harry now? Or still Potter?"
"You can call me Harry. I think we're a bit too grown up to be acting like children anymore."
"Yeah. Call me Draco. I'll see you later, Harry." Draco turned and walked out of the kitchen.
"Yeah. Ok, Draco." Harry called after him.
"Granger's in for it now." Draco said to himself as he walked up the stairs and into his room.
**Hermione's POV**
'Stupid, sexist jerks. I can't stand living here with them. If Dumbldore doesn't find Voldemort and kill him soon, I'll do it myself.' Hermione stopped sobbing a bit after she closed the door to her room. She opened it back up quietly, and tiptoed back down stairs, barely making any sound at all.
She really wanted to spy on the jerks to see if she could use anything against them. When she neared the kitchen she heard them talking about her. She heard them talking about when Ron touched her, and Ron admitted to actually feeling her up.
'Pervert. Ew! I didn't actually think he was feeling me up! Sick!' Hermione felt grossed out now, but she still continued to listen. She heard everything. Everything about the mind games and the plan. Hermione grinned and tiptoed back up the stairs.
'Nobody plays mind games better than Hermione Granger. If they want to play a game, I'm in.' Hermione walked back to her room, opened the door really quietly and walked in. She turned around, put her hand on the door and pushed it closed to prevent the loud sound.
She heard footsteps up the stairs and heard a voice that sounded like Ron's mutter something like "I'm not doing anything that bad to her."
'Awww. Sweet Ron.' Hermione thought, sarcastically. 'He felt me up. Gross!' Hermione shivered, remember the day he did that.
A bit later she heard more footsteps. Then she heard somebody mutter "Granger's in for it now."
'Malfoy. You're in for in now.' Hermione smirked. She laid down and closed her eyes. 'I wonder what they'll do first. I know how to counteract everything they'll do.' With that in her mind she starting planning ways to get back at the boys for pranks they would pull.
**Draco's POV**
Little did she know, Draco was thinking of a different kind of living hell for her.
'Sexual activity is always a solution. She looked pretty shivery when I ran a finger down her arm.' Draco grinned as he lay down and planned how he and the boys would try and seduce Hermione.
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A/N: This might be longer than the other chappie's, but this story is getting a little bit boring so I had to heat it up a little bit. So.umm.yeah.OH! I went and saw that one movie in the theaters! "Pirates of the Caribbean" OMG!!!! That movie is so wicked! I think everybody should go and see it! Orlando Bloom is sooooo fit! He looks better in the Pirate movie than in the LOTR movies.sorry to say but he duz!!!..lol.I LOVE BUSTED!!!(James is soooo fit! Charlie is too..and so is Mattie..they're all fit!)
Anyway..enough with my girlie shout-outs to all the guys I love(That's not even half of them, btw!!!!..lol).umm.please review.oh yeah.soz all the chappie's are short, but my brain isn't really thinking anything interesting about this story. I don't know.maybe when the story chapters are short, the story is longer. I don't know. Well, anyway! Please review and tell me what ya think. You could help with some ideas for the story too if ya want.
I love you! *Blows you kisses* I love you all!
Review please!!! Heehee..
Cheers,
Princess_Anastaja
**Hermione's POV**
'What the hell?' Hermione stormed over to the chair and grabbed the bear off the floor. She studied it a bit then threw it back in the chair. 'Ok Hermione. Think. I wake up and my door is unlocked. Then my things are in different places. One of them were in here!'
Hermione turned in place, stomped all the way to the door, threw it open, flew out and ran back into the kitchen.
"OK! WHO DID IT?" Hermione was fuming. "WHO DID IT?"
Hermione observed a bit and realized she scared the living hell out of them. Ron was on the way to the sink with his plate and it was now in a death grip in his hand. Harry was in mid-pancake bite when she stormed in and that fork was now on his plate, with Harry's fork hand still in position near his mouth. Draco didn't really look too frightened, but the fear in his eyes was present when she saw them, though it's gone now.
**Draco's POV**
"Did what, 'Mione?" Ron squeaked. Then he cleared his throat. "Did what?" He said more manly.
"Went into my room last night. Which one of you three did it? Hm?" Hermione was shaking her finger at them like a nagging old woman.
"Room? We-we-we-didn't go into-your-your-room. Why would we go into your room?" Ron put his plate into the sink, went to the refrigerator and busied himself with some orange juice so he wouldn't have to answer anymore questions.
"I-I-Well I don't know yet, but I'll find out. Mark my words. I will." Hermione put her hands on her hips.
"Lighten up, Granger. We wouldn't want to go into your room unless we have a reason to. Do we have a reason to?" Draco folder the paper and put it down on the table in front of him.
"Well, no. I suppose." Hermione's anger bursting backfired and now she felt like the helpless animal, instead of the boys.
"You got something to hide, Granger?" Draco got up off the stool and walked to Hermione.
"No." Hermione's hands fell from her hips to her sides.
"I think you do. I wonder what it is." Draco ran a finger down her side. "Tampon, maybe?"
Harry and Ron burst out laughing. Ron managing to get orange juice all over the kitchen. Hermione seemed to get strength back with this comment as he smirked. She just smacked him, hard.
"Sexist bastards! All of you! Jerks! I hate you all!" Hermione turned around and ran back up stairs sobbing.
"No! 'Mione! We're sorry!" Harry called after her in between laughing. While Ron gurgled a bit, still choking on his juice from the laughing. "Well. Kind of sorry."
Draco brought his hand up to his face and rubbed the spot where she smacked him.
"Why do you let her do that to you? I mean, you're the great Malfoy." Ron said in a mocking tone. "You're much stronger than her. I don't want you to hit her or anything, I'm just saying, why don't you stop her once in a while. We do."
"Granger hits you?" Draco walked back over to the stool he was sitting on and sat back down. He stopped rubbing his face.
"All the time. I mean, we are guys. We have to talk about girls once in a while. Apparently Hermione finds the things we say obscene and sexist. So we get smacked." Ron shrugged, picked up a washrag and cleaned up the juice he spit out.
"What do you say?" Draco will admit that he was a bit curious.
"Well, one time we saw a girl walking by and we stared at her arse. Hermione smacked us in the back of the head and pressed the matter further. She said 'What do you see in her?' or something bizarre like that. So we told her that the girl had a great arse. The reason we were staring at her in the first place. You think she would get that, but Hermione continued to push the matter. 'I mean she doesn't have a brain cell on her. No smart girl has a body like that!' She said. So we tried to cheer Hermione up. 'Come now, Hermione. You got a great body.' I said, but Ron has to be a dumb arse and tried to feel her up! So she smacked us both for that one, and called us sexist." Harry put his fork down, got up and put his plate in the sink.
"Really?" Draco almost burst out laughing. 'Weasel tried tried to feel Granger up? I didn't think he had it in him!'
"No! I didn't try to feel her up! I was-I was-I was-" Ron began.
"You were feeling her up!" Harry dried his hands in Ron's hair.
"No I wasn't. That may have been what it looked like, but I wasn't. I was merely trying to see if she had a great body. Only to further demonstrate our point!" Ron said, casually.
"So in other words you were feeling her up." Harry pushed.
"Precisely. Wait! Oh shut it mate. Ok. I was feeling her up." Ron admitted, smirking.
"When was this?" Draco asked.
"Seventh year." Harry said. "That's probably the reason she never talked to us much after school was over. Now she's forced to, though."
"This whole set up really pisses me off." Draco got up and walked towards the door to leave. "I miss judged you guys. Living here with you might not be so bad, but living here with Granger will be hell."
"I second that." Ron said.
"Me too." Harry started to wash all the dishes in the sink. "Maybe we should just avoid her."
"Living here this long with her nagging us and making our lives hell is going to be bull shit not doing anything about it. Why don't we return the favor?" Draco turned around and observed Harry and Ron. "What do you say?"
Harry finished doing the dishes and Ron started eating again.
"Alright, but we can't do anything mean to her. She is still my friend." Harry said, walking over to Ron and getting an apple from the refrigerator.
"Yeah." Ron mumbled through the cookies he was eating.
"I know that. We're just going to play a few mind games with her." Draco waited for their response for a moment.
"Ok. I'm in." Harry took a bite from his apple.
"Me too." Ron stopped eating cookies and put them back. "I'm a tired so I'm going back to bed. Goodnight, again." Ron tried to walk by, but Draco stepped in front of him.
"Don't tell Granger."
"I won't."
Draco moved out of the way and Ron walked by him. "Will he?" He asked Harry.
"No. I trust him." Harry sat down, eating his apple. "So what are we going to do to her?"
"I don't know yet." Draco said. "I'm going to go think of some things to make Granger's life hell. I'll see you later-um-should I call you Harry now? Or still Potter?"
"You can call me Harry. I think we're a bit too grown up to be acting like children anymore."
"Yeah. Call me Draco. I'll see you later, Harry." Draco turned and walked out of the kitchen.
"Yeah. Ok, Draco." Harry called after him.
"Granger's in for it now." Draco said to himself as he walked up the stairs and into his room.
**Hermione's POV**
'Stupid, sexist jerks. I can't stand living here with them. If Dumbldore doesn't find Voldemort and kill him soon, I'll do it myself.' Hermione stopped sobbing a bit after she closed the door to her room. She opened it back up quietly, and tiptoed back down stairs, barely making any sound at all.
She really wanted to spy on the jerks to see if she could use anything against them. When she neared the kitchen she heard them talking about her. She heard them talking about when Ron touched her, and Ron admitted to actually feeling her up.
'Pervert. Ew! I didn't actually think he was feeling me up! Sick!' Hermione felt grossed out now, but she still continued to listen. She heard everything. Everything about the mind games and the plan. Hermione grinned and tiptoed back up the stairs.
'Nobody plays mind games better than Hermione Granger. If they want to play a game, I'm in.' Hermione walked back to her room, opened the door really quietly and walked in. She turned around, put her hand on the door and pushed it closed to prevent the loud sound.
She heard footsteps up the stairs and heard a voice that sounded like Ron's mutter something like "I'm not doing anything that bad to her."
'Awww. Sweet Ron.' Hermione thought, sarcastically. 'He felt me up. Gross!' Hermione shivered, remember the day he did that.
A bit later she heard more footsteps. Then she heard somebody mutter "Granger's in for it now."
'Malfoy. You're in for in now.' Hermione smirked. She laid down and closed her eyes. 'I wonder what they'll do first. I know how to counteract everything they'll do.' With that in her mind she starting planning ways to get back at the boys for pranks they would pull.
**Draco's POV**
Little did she know, Draco was thinking of a different kind of living hell for her.
'Sexual activity is always a solution. She looked pretty shivery when I ran a finger down her arm.' Draco grinned as he lay down and planned how he and the boys would try and seduce Hermione.
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A/N: This might be longer than the other chappie's, but this story is getting a little bit boring so I had to heat it up a little bit. So.umm.yeah.OH! I went and saw that one movie in the theaters! "Pirates of the Caribbean" OMG!!!! That movie is so wicked! I think everybody should go and see it! Orlando Bloom is sooooo fit! He looks better in the Pirate movie than in the LOTR movies.sorry to say but he duz!!!..lol.I LOVE BUSTED!!!(James is soooo fit! Charlie is too..and so is Mattie..they're all fit!)
Anyway..enough with my girlie shout-outs to all the guys I love(That's not even half of them, btw!!!!..lol).umm.please review.oh yeah.soz all the chappie's are short, but my brain isn't really thinking anything interesting about this story. I don't know.maybe when the story chapters are short, the story is longer. I don't know. Well, anyway! Please review and tell me what ya think. You could help with some ideas for the story too if ya want.
I love you! *Blows you kisses* I love you all!
Review please!!! Heehee..
Cheers,
Princess_Anastaja