The Final Breath

Chapter 3: Attack of the Snitch-O's

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A/N: Hi! Thanks to everyone who reviewed, keep on! I love getting reviews and it doesn't take much effort to do so. Just push that little button at the bottom. Oh, and thanks to Aerandir for thinking up the name, Snitch-O's. I just wouldn't have a name for that funky cereal if it wasn't for her. Thankee. And...I really like this chapter. It's my fav. so far, so enjoy! (pleeeeeeeeease don't forget to review!)

Hermione slowly opened her eyes to a sun-lit room. Sitting up, she stretched her neck and back, trying to wake up. Lying against the headboard of her bed she sighed, reluctant to begin a new day.

Just fantastic, she thought, as she dragged herself from the warm blankets and put on a pair of shorts and slippers. Another fun filled day with the one and only Draco Malfoy.

Grabbing a towel and her toothbrush, Hermione stomped out of the room and into the bathroom. She quickly brushed her teeth and jumped into the shower.

Five minutes later she stepped out and wrapped a fluffy towel around her wet figure. Hermione angrily combed out the snarls in her hair and was about to slip into her clothes when a sleepy-eyed Draco stumbled into the bathroom. His face filled with shock at the sight of Hermione in only a towel.

"Granger! What the..."

"GET OUT!" Hermione shrieked, as a horrible rage filled her face.

"I didn't mean it," Draco said as covered his eyes and dashed out of the room.

"PERVERT!" she screamed. Draco flew into his room and slammed the door. Leaning back against it, he shook his head trying to rid himself of the image of Hermione in only a...

I hope I never see that again, he thought to himself.

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Down in the kitchen, Hermione sat eating a bowl of Cocoa Puffs, her favorite muggle cereal.

That Malfoy! she thought, as she shoved another spoonful into her mouth. When I get my hands on him...

Just then the kitchen door swung open. Hermione looked up as Draco walked in. He sped past her, trying not to make eye contact. Opening the refrigerator door, he grabbed a carton of milk and then went to the pantry and selected a box ofSnitch-O's. He looked around for a seat and reluctantly sat across from Hermione when he couldn't find an alternative. Still not looking at her, he poured some milk into his bowl and looked down at the cereal. It was giggling at him.

Enchanted food, Draco thought, as he rolled his eyes. The little snitch- shaped pieces started swimming around in the puddle of milk, and a couple began to laugh uproariously. Draco made a face, shaking his head at the obnoxious cereal.

"They think you look funny," Hermione said harshly.

Draco glanced up, and saw that she was trying not to laugh herself. Scooping up a spoonful, he went to put it in his mouth.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh! AHHHHHHHH!" The cereal screamed frantically. He looked down at his spoon in alarm, as the snitches leaped off of it and back into the bowl. His mouth dropped as the marshmallow pieces started to grumble angrily. All of a sudden one flew out of the bowl hitting him squarely on the nose.

"Bloody hell!" Draco exclaimed, as a barrage of livid snitches started to attack his face. "Stop it!" he yelled desperately.

"Hahaha...hahaha," Hermione burst, at the sight of Draco trying to beat off the minuscule assailants.

"Shut up Granger! Ow! My eye!"

"Can't....breath...haha!" Hermione managed to wheeze, as she fell off her chair and started rolling on the ground

"I said, SHUT UP!" Draco roared, unable to stop the assault.

Just then Lupin staggered sleepily into the kitchen. He was brought to a standstill at the sight of Hermione losing control on the floor and Draco looking like he would leap for her throat, as miniature snitches attempted to flog him

"What's happening?" Remus asked groggily, as he took a step closer to the strange scene.

"Nothing!" Draco stormed, pushing past Remus and batting at the remaining snitches. "Absolutely nothing!" he yelled as he burst out of the kitchen.

"What's happening?" Remus asked again, as he rubbed his eyes, trying to comprehend the situation. Hermione made some wild hand gestures in the air and kept pointing at Draco's bowl as she attempted to control herself.

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That insolent, dimwitted, idiotic, prat... Draco stormed around his room. Why the hell didn't she warn me about that damned cereal?! She is so infuriating!

"Arrgg!" he yelled to the walls of his room. Leaning back against the footboard of his bed, he slid down it until he reached the floor.

She'll live to regret this, he thought. My father will make sure she never humiliates a Malfoy like this again.

Draco closed his eyes and thought of what had taken place inside the Malfoy Manor just a few, short weeks ago...

"You are to go to Dumbledore," Lucius instructed. "You're to tell him you have left the service of Voldemort and that you wish to fight against evil and dark magic. Offer to take Veritserum to prove you're telling the truth"

"But father," Draco replied, "Veritserum will make me tell everything. Dumbledore will...

"I want you to take this," Lucius interrupted, handing him a small vile filled with a black liquid. "It is called Deliteserum. It will counteract the effects of the Veritserum and you will be able to lie. Take it before you meet with Dumbledore."

"Yes father," Draco said obediently.

"Once you gain his trust I want you to join him. Become a member of his team. I want you to relay information back to me describing Dumbledore's plans of attack, how many wizards he has, and how much he knows about us. I want you to corrupt from the inside. You need to do this for me."

"Of course," Draco replied. "I won't let you down."

"Good," Lucius said. "After you accomplish this task you will become an honored and feared servant of the Dark Lord. If your mission should end in failure there will be severe consequences." Draco nodded. Looking up he cringed, as his father's glaring stare bore into him.

"You will not, under any circumstances, disappoint me."

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She will pay. Draco thought as he stood up and pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill from his trunk.

Father,

Send a servant to meet me outside of the Leaky Cauldron on October 8th at 2:00 A.M. I have information concerning the Order of the Phoenix.

Draco

Folding the parchment and attaching it to the leg of his tawny owl, Draco applied a Sealing Charm to the letter. The only person able to open it now, would be Lucius. He leaned back against the wall thinking of his sweet revenge.

He was brought back to reality by a knock at the door.

"What is it?" he asked, his voice filled with annoyance. Ron stuck his head into the room.

"There's a meeting downstairs in the kitchen," he said, looking at Draco with disgust.

"Fine Weasley," Malfoy replied bluntly. "I'll be down in a moment."

After Ron left, Draco pulled on a clean t-shirt and jeans and headed downstairs.

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