Hey. Lol. Thanx for the reviews!! ^.~
From: k-kat13 ()
braces dont really hurt all that bad, ive had mine 4 year...sumtimes they get annoyinbut its fun 2 jus eat ice cream and applesauce if they hurt...by the way...grate story so far
From: k-kat13
its daniel bedingfield and its crucio and i think the librarian is madam pince and this is a grate story so far
From: k-kat13 ()
He is so not hot...btw ud betta get the next chap. out soon cuz i jus sprained my ankle at gymnastics (we were clearing the floor and there wuz this mat type thing and i thought it wuz foam so i tried 2 kik it off the floor but it wuz wood i think so it hurts like crap and i can barely wlk. so i am pretty much jus goin 2 sit at the comp. cuz my skool hasnt started yet...:-)
From: MioneMalfoy20
please please please post more i cant wait i know i am impacient
From: Nile Queen 1
I love this story. it is so cool. i've been reading it all day write more soon.
From: Brooke L. Potter
yayayayayayayay voldermort id dead! ding dong the dark lord, the dark the dark lord ding ding the drak lord is dead! lol!! great story!! write more soon!
From: Gryffindors-Light
omg! GREAT story, I totally love it, and i really can't wait till the next chapters are up! (could u maybe review my story? it's not as good as urs but i need reviews)
Rogue: I'm so sorry k-kat!!!!!! Don't worry. I took Gymnastics for about a year, and I did the same thing! But actually I got mad at a beam, because my balance wasn't perfect, and I kicked it, and when I got home, all I did was yell at my pillow and scream. I ended up wearing a strain thingy. It didn't feel to well b/c I was in the fourth grade, and my step-sister and I, we had a competition coming up, and my leg wasn't healing as fast as it should, so I couldn't go and I missed the competition. And that's Y I had to quite Gymnastics. I got so far behind. That's also why I didn't make cheerleading last year, we had to do a perfect split, and since I dropped out of gymnastics, I couldn't do it, plus I couldn't do the back handspring w/ out a mat. Lol. I think Draco and Legalas are equally cute. But Legalas is cuter b/c of his long hair and his cute ears! Lol. I have a thing for pointy, dog, cat, of wolf ears. and I don't know why. lol. Ok, more story!!!!!!
THIS ONE IS DEDICATED TO K-KAT13!!!!! HOPE IT HEALS SOON! ^.~
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chapter 22: Quidditch and they learned something about Hermione.
Hermione and Draco entered the great hall and listened to the chatter and laughter. Hermione kissed Draco's cheek and sat down at the Gryffindor table. Draco gloomily made his way over to the silent and pissed off Slytherin table. Draco smirked as he saw Parkinson sitting there, her arms crossed over her chest, her pug face redder than a beet. Draco took this as an opportunity to piss her off more. " So, Parkinson. Tell me, was your mum and dad some of the death eaters that died?" Pansy's eyebrows furrowed more and Draco could tell he was accomplishing his goal. " I guess that's a yes. By the way. why weren't you out there? I thought that you would be out the trying to hump Voldemort like you do me." Draco smiled to himself as Parkinson slowly started to count to ten. " One.two.three." " Hoe.slut..whore...bitch." Draco 'counted' along with her. She finally burst and stomped out of the hall. Leaving Draco laughing hysterically.
Draco met Hermione out of the Great Hall doors. " Nice prank on Parkinson!" Hermione said happily smiling as Draco smirked. " Yeah. It was wasn't it?" Hermione rolled her eyes. They headed down to the dungeons. It felt like a Saturday. Classes had been cancelled because of celebration or mourning. Most everybody was celebrating. But all of the Slytherins except for Draco were mourning either the loss of their parents, or mourning for their parents because they got sent to Azkaban. Even Snape was drinking some Brandywine. McGonnagal was even letting students off with dropping dung bombs and such in the halls.
Hermione and Draco made it to her common room. She 'magiced' [I'm not even sure that's a word..] a window on the far right wall. She walked over, and gazed out. The grounds were foggy and damp. " It's perfect outside. Nobody would see us." She said to Draco, who walked over, put his arms around Hermione from the back. " Really? Is there something we'll be doing that you don't want anybody to see?" Draco asked her, cocking an eyebrow. " Pervert. Come on." Hermione grabbed Draco by the collar and dragged him outside. " Hey! That hurt, you know!!" Draco complained when finally Hermione stopped. " Where are we anyway?" " You'll see." Hermione said as she moved forward a little. Soon she moved out of Draco's sight. " Hey!" He said, chasing after her. He caught up with her. But it was different. She was wearing different clothing. Some kind of Chinese thingy. " What in the world are you wearing?" Draco asked. " Oh, this? This is called a Kimono. It's a type of Japanese clothing. Women wear it but men can wear them too." Hermione said mater of factly, turned around on her heel and put her hair up into a pony tail, letting her thick bangs fall in her eyes. "Are you coming?" She asked Draco, who was standing there admiring her clothing. " Uh. yeah." He said. He shook his head. 'She sure is acting weird.' He thought to himself as he followed her deeper into the fog. She suddenly stopped and Draco ran into her. " This way." She said, squinting her eyes to see better. As Draco followed her, he noted they were walking into the Forbidden Forest. " Hermione are you sure-" "I know where I am going and what I'm doing." She said in a soft and low voice. She pushed through a brush of bushes. " Ahh.. here we are now." She said. Draco followed her through the brush. The sight he saw was beautiful. A large waterfall and a beautiful meadow. " Wow." Draco said. [ A/N: If I have written something like that b4, when you review please tell me so I can rewrite this chapter. PS; I don't know why I'm making Hermione do the whole Japanese thing. Sorry for interrupting] Hermione smiled slightly and walked over to the edge of the water. She took a muggle item called a 'canteen' and put it under the flowing water. She took it out and handed it to Draco. " Uh.. what's this for?" He asked. " Drink the water! It's delicious!" Draco took a sip of the water. Hermione was right. The water was by far the best thing he had ever drunken. " This is good Hermione!! Where'd you learn about this place?"
Hermione smiled, " I found out about it in Hogwarts: A History. I swear I'm the only person who has read it!" Draco smiled. " Probably. I dunno. Shouldn't we be getting back to the Castle now?" Hermione hugged him. " No need to hurry." She said simply. They walked over to the edge of the water and lay down. Sun shown through the trees. It, that the sun shines here and not on the grounds?" Draco asked Hermione curiously. " Well, the beauty and purity of this place radiates off the bad weather and storms. That why everything here is beautiful, green, and lovely." She smiled and gazed deeply into the light blue and white clouds that hung low in the sky. " You know, when I was little, I used to do this. But after I turned five, my father brought me into training." Draco said suddenly, remembering a moment of his childhood. " Really? What kind of training?" Hermione asked. " Training to be the Dark Lords number one warrior. Father believed that I would be old enough to head into battle when the war started. He thought that if he trained me enough, that I would be the best of Voldemorts' soldiers. I didn't think it was true. He taught me how to wield a blade, shot arrows. And he even thought that I would be able to fight off Dumbledore with my bare hands. But if you ask me, the old man lost his mind then and there." Draco said deeply as he gazed into the crystal water of the waterfall. " Oh. So you can really bear a sword? Wow. I've always wanted to. When I was younger, I say about nine or ten; I got interested in books about the medieval times. I read so many books and stories about princes destined to defend their princess and land. Then I would read stories about how one woman, usually a princess would turn on her regions beliefs and fight for her title as a woman. I loved those stories. Just thinking about it makes me want to read them again." Hermione trailed off. Draco turned to look at her and took her hand. " Would you like me to teach you?" He asked. " Teach me what?" Hermione asked in return. " Swordsmanship and Archery. Would you like me to teach you?" Hermiones' eyes widened. " Really?" " Yeah. I mean, I could buy a sword and arrows and a bow for you, and I could teach you step by step." Hermione smiled brightly at Draco's words and hugged his neck. " I would love that! But you'll have so much on your hands, with quidditch and all-" " Shit!" Draco screamed and jumped up, running for the Hogwarts grounds. " What is it?" Hermione called, chasing after him. " I forgot! I have quidditch practice today!" Draco and Hermione emerged on the grounds and raced for the quidditch pitch. Draco ran into the changing room and Hermione found a seat in the stands.
Draco barged into the changing rooms." Sorry I'm late. I forgot!" He panted as he found the rest of the team. " Finally. We've been waiting forever. Where were you?" One of the team members asked. " I can tell you that one." Said someone from the shadows. Draco whipped around and Pansy was standing there, a frown on her face. " Where?" Said somebody eagerly. " With the Mudblood." Pansy said. " SO what?" Draco said, taking off his shirt and putting his quidditch gear on. " OK, now get out Parkinson, I've gotta change." Draco said to her. " Alright. I don't see why I have to go though." Pansy reluctantly made her way out of the changing rooms. Draco pulled on the last of his gear. " Ok. Let's go." He said and walked out onto the quidditch field, broom in hand. He kicked off the ground and flew up into the air ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty feet up. HE smiled as the cold November air whipped around him. He loved flying. He loved it more than quidditch itself. He gazed down at the field, then looked at the stands. He saw Hermione sitting in one of the Gryffindor stands and then he looked over to the Slytherin stands and saw Parkinson waving at him with a huge grin on her face. He sighed, waved at Hermione and flew back down.
Days went by and Classes started again. Hermione hated being without Draco, so she requested to McGonnagal, who still taught Transfiguration, if Draco could transfer to all of her classes. " Well. I suppose. But if I catch wind that you two were snogging during class, you'll both be deprived of your privileges." McGonnagal had said. Hermione had just smiled and bounced off to tell Draco. Hermione had also been watching Harry, Ron and Draco play quidditch. Soon, it was two weeks before Thanksgiving, and three days before the first Quidditch match. Slytherin versus Gryffindor. Hermione made her way down to the Gryffindor table. " Hermione, who are you going to cheer for? Gryffindor or Slytherin?" Ginny asked. " Well.. both." Hermione said finally. " Both?" Ginny, ron, and Harry all said at the same time. " Yes, both. I bought a scarf at our last Hogsmeade trip that is read, gold, silver and green. I'm going to wear it." Harry shook his head, Ginny smiled, and Ron had a funny look on his face. " What?" Hermione asked Ron. " Well, green, red, silver, and gold? Who in the world would make something like that?" Hermione frowned. " I would if I knew how to make scarves."" OK.." Ron said. " So, Harry, are you ready for the match?" Ginny asked, and laid her head on Harry's shoulder. " Yeah, pretty much. But it's going to be hard, going against my best friends boyfriend." Harry winked at Hermione and she blushed. " Well.. If you ask me, I don't care who wins. Either way, I'll be celebrating." Hermione said. " Yeah, how will you celebrate if Slytherin wins?" Ron asked her. Hermione giggled. " You sure you wanna know?" Ginny's eyes got wide, Harry dropped his fork, and Ron just sat there with a look on his face that said, ' I have no clue what she is talking about and why are you people acting like that?'. Ginny started to giggle uncontrollably and Harry started to look over at the Slytherin table. " What?" Ron asked Ginny. Ginny finally suppressed her laughter enough to whisper something in his ear. " Uh-huh...Uh-huh... WHAT!!!" Ron suddenly yelped. He looked at Hermione said, " What the hell do you two do when you're alone?" Ginny fell off her seat laughing. As Ginny stood up, you could hear her say this through her laughter, " Ron * Giggle*, You don't *giggle * just ask a *giggle * girl that.*giggle* plus. *giggle* *giggle * I know what they *giggle * do when nobody's *giggle* around." Hermione blushed and looked at the floor. " What?!" Ron demanded to his little sister. " If you ask me, it's sweet. All they do is cuddle." Ginny said, making Hermione blush even more. " Cuddle? Cuddle? Why the hell would they cuddle when they could be having-" Harry reached over the table and covered Ron's mouth just in time. If Harry hadn't done that, the whole table would have heard it. Hermione smiled evily. Ron didn't know about her mind reading abilities. ' Ron! Hi! ~he he~ Guess who this is.' Hermione thought, pushing her thoughts into Ron's mind. ' What? Who? Where?' Ron looked around. ' It's me. Sometimes I swear you're a dumbass.' ' Hermione? What the. get out of my head!' Ron thought. ' I'm afraid I can't do that. Tell me what Ginny told you.' ' Well.. uh.' 'TELL ME!' ' Alright! Alright. Ginny said that you two had.. Well.. you know.' ' Sexual encounters?' Hermione giggled as Ron flushed and looked over at Draco. ' Well.. yeah.' ' What she said was true. Don't worry! Just shut up. All you need to do is contrite on school and Quidditch then, after that, you can kill my beloved boyfriend!' Hermione giggled as Ron went red and went to stand up.
Hermione and Draco slowly made their way into McGonnagal's classroom. They must have been really early because no on except McGonnagal was there. " Hello Professor." Hermione said cheerfully. She had yet to tell Draco about her little conversation with Ron. McGonnagal looked up from her book and smiled slightly. " Hello Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy." Somewhere along the way, she had gotten used to Hermione and Draco's 'togetherness'. " What's that?" Draco asked curiously, pointing to a large book that lay open on her desk. " oh, that?" That's the planning book for all of the dances, a balls, etcetera." " EW! What ball is next?" Hermione asked eagerly. " Well, the earliest thing is the Thanksgiving feast, then it's the Christmas ball." McGonnagal looked back up at the two, " I could use some people to help me plan these things. If you know anybody, tell me, and I'll get them to start planning things." Hermione's eyes beamed and she looked at Draco, then back to McGonnagal. " We'll be glad to do it!" " But Herm-"-Hermione covered Draco's mouth-" I know where I could get the supplies for banners and everything! How about Draco and I plan the Christmas ball!" McGonnagal smiled at them, suppressing laughter from Hermione's behavior. " That would be wonderful." Draco's mouth still covered by Hermione's hand, the two walked to the back tables and sat down. " Hermione! Why did you do that?" Asked a slightly pissed Draco. " What?" Hermione asked innocently. " I don't really know much about this whole thing! I mean. the only time I've ever planned a party was for when my great uncle Alberto turned 98. And well. let's just say that didn't work out too well." Draco said. Hermione started to laugh. " What?" " Alberto? Alberto? Isn't that Spanish? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."-Hermione doubled over with laughter and Draco stared at a wall, thinking of the most hurtful way to piss her off-" Fine, make fun of my family, although I do understand that, then you can't kiss me for three days! And if my team wins the quidditch match.Let's just say you'll be happy. If we loose, let's just say you'll be happy." Dracos' lips played a smile and Hermione stopped laughing. " Okay, let me get this strait. I can't kiss you until the day of the quidditch match, and either way of the results of the match, I get to be happy? OK.but I can't hold you up on your kissing thing." Hermione trailed off as the class started to enter.
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Rogue: Okay, I had to write this as fast as I could. I had yesterday off and I wrote the most I could. I'm going to post this up asap, too. But that might not be for a while b/c I have a lot on my hands right now. In my math class, we're just started pre-algebra ( I go to a public school, I'm in all advanced classes and I'm in the 7th grade, fyi.) And I missed a day of school , cause I was sick, well I come back and my math teacher ( Mrs. Narvaez, who I think is out to kill myself and my classmates) expects me to know everything, so I get the stuff mixed up! We had classwork on it, and she didn't explain it to me. OK, if you're in the 6th grade or above you'll know, ( or should know) what I'm talking about. This is the stuff we're dealing w/:
( ) = a # in parenthesis is an exponent
10(-9) x 10 (9)
Ok. I didn't understand it! And then, I have to do the school work, and I get it back the next day.. I made a 43 on the damned thing!!!!! Well, then she called out the names of the ppl who were passing the class so far, and I wasn't on the list!!!! I got SOOOOOOOO pissed off. But, I told my mom, and she was like, ' What? Hold on. did I hear you correctly?' !AHHHH! My dad, he wants me to be like my older niece. Shes a nurse and has greaduated from high school , and college under a full scholar ship. And last year, I made the AB honor roll every semester except for third semester. OK, so he gets all worked up bout it, and he keeps telling me, ' I want you to bring those B's up to A's alright?' -_- You know, on my last semester report card, I made 3 A's and nine B's. When I was in 5th grade, here's all my report card grades:
1st semester: 2 B's, 3 C's, 1 D, and two F's
2nd semester: 5 C's 1 A, 2 B's
3rd semester: 6 C's 1 B
4th semester: 2 A's 4 B's 1 C
So he should have been proud that I even made those grade last year, I mean!!! It's just really irritating. Opps! Sorry! I didn't mean to talk ( or write) for so long!!! ^^ well, I G2G, but here's the summary for the next chapter.
Summary for Chapter 23:
The long awaited match against Slytheirn and Gryffindor begins, during howling winds, yet sun shine. Hermione sits in the stands and awaits to see which of the the people she loves won. While she sits there, Ginny has a very interesting conversation with Lavender that Hermione can't help but eavesdrop on. What will Hermione say? And who won the match? And how will Hermione celebrate????? ( ~ he he~ wicked smile! ^.~)
From: k-kat13 ()
braces dont really hurt all that bad, ive had mine 4 year...sumtimes they get annoyinbut its fun 2 jus eat ice cream and applesauce if they hurt...by the way...grate story so far
From: k-kat13
its daniel bedingfield and its crucio and i think the librarian is madam pince and this is a grate story so far
From: k-kat13 ()
He is so not hot...btw ud betta get the next chap. out soon cuz i jus sprained my ankle at gymnastics (we were clearing the floor and there wuz this mat type thing and i thought it wuz foam so i tried 2 kik it off the floor but it wuz wood i think so it hurts like crap and i can barely wlk. so i am pretty much jus goin 2 sit at the comp. cuz my skool hasnt started yet...:-)
From: MioneMalfoy20
please please please post more i cant wait i know i am impacient
From: Nile Queen 1
I love this story. it is so cool. i've been reading it all day write more soon.
From: Brooke L. Potter
yayayayayayayay voldermort id dead! ding dong the dark lord, the dark the dark lord ding ding the drak lord is dead! lol!! great story!! write more soon!
From: Gryffindors-Light
omg! GREAT story, I totally love it, and i really can't wait till the next chapters are up! (could u maybe review my story? it's not as good as urs but i need reviews)
Rogue: I'm so sorry k-kat!!!!!! Don't worry. I took Gymnastics for about a year, and I did the same thing! But actually I got mad at a beam, because my balance wasn't perfect, and I kicked it, and when I got home, all I did was yell at my pillow and scream. I ended up wearing a strain thingy. It didn't feel to well b/c I was in the fourth grade, and my step-sister and I, we had a competition coming up, and my leg wasn't healing as fast as it should, so I couldn't go and I missed the competition. And that's Y I had to quite Gymnastics. I got so far behind. That's also why I didn't make cheerleading last year, we had to do a perfect split, and since I dropped out of gymnastics, I couldn't do it, plus I couldn't do the back handspring w/ out a mat. Lol. I think Draco and Legalas are equally cute. But Legalas is cuter b/c of his long hair and his cute ears! Lol. I have a thing for pointy, dog, cat, of wolf ears. and I don't know why. lol. Ok, more story!!!!!!
THIS ONE IS DEDICATED TO K-KAT13!!!!! HOPE IT HEALS SOON! ^.~
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chapter 22: Quidditch and they learned something about Hermione.
Hermione and Draco entered the great hall and listened to the chatter and laughter. Hermione kissed Draco's cheek and sat down at the Gryffindor table. Draco gloomily made his way over to the silent and pissed off Slytherin table. Draco smirked as he saw Parkinson sitting there, her arms crossed over her chest, her pug face redder than a beet. Draco took this as an opportunity to piss her off more. " So, Parkinson. Tell me, was your mum and dad some of the death eaters that died?" Pansy's eyebrows furrowed more and Draco could tell he was accomplishing his goal. " I guess that's a yes. By the way. why weren't you out there? I thought that you would be out the trying to hump Voldemort like you do me." Draco smiled to himself as Parkinson slowly started to count to ten. " One.two.three." " Hoe.slut..whore...bitch." Draco 'counted' along with her. She finally burst and stomped out of the hall. Leaving Draco laughing hysterically.
Draco met Hermione out of the Great Hall doors. " Nice prank on Parkinson!" Hermione said happily smiling as Draco smirked. " Yeah. It was wasn't it?" Hermione rolled her eyes. They headed down to the dungeons. It felt like a Saturday. Classes had been cancelled because of celebration or mourning. Most everybody was celebrating. But all of the Slytherins except for Draco were mourning either the loss of their parents, or mourning for their parents because they got sent to Azkaban. Even Snape was drinking some Brandywine. McGonnagal was even letting students off with dropping dung bombs and such in the halls.
Hermione and Draco made it to her common room. She 'magiced' [I'm not even sure that's a word..] a window on the far right wall. She walked over, and gazed out. The grounds were foggy and damp. " It's perfect outside. Nobody would see us." She said to Draco, who walked over, put his arms around Hermione from the back. " Really? Is there something we'll be doing that you don't want anybody to see?" Draco asked her, cocking an eyebrow. " Pervert. Come on." Hermione grabbed Draco by the collar and dragged him outside. " Hey! That hurt, you know!!" Draco complained when finally Hermione stopped. " Where are we anyway?" " You'll see." Hermione said as she moved forward a little. Soon she moved out of Draco's sight. " Hey!" He said, chasing after her. He caught up with her. But it was different. She was wearing different clothing. Some kind of Chinese thingy. " What in the world are you wearing?" Draco asked. " Oh, this? This is called a Kimono. It's a type of Japanese clothing. Women wear it but men can wear them too." Hermione said mater of factly, turned around on her heel and put her hair up into a pony tail, letting her thick bangs fall in her eyes. "Are you coming?" She asked Draco, who was standing there admiring her clothing. " Uh. yeah." He said. He shook his head. 'She sure is acting weird.' He thought to himself as he followed her deeper into the fog. She suddenly stopped and Draco ran into her. " This way." She said, squinting her eyes to see better. As Draco followed her, he noted they were walking into the Forbidden Forest. " Hermione are you sure-" "I know where I am going and what I'm doing." She said in a soft and low voice. She pushed through a brush of bushes. " Ahh.. here we are now." She said. Draco followed her through the brush. The sight he saw was beautiful. A large waterfall and a beautiful meadow. " Wow." Draco said. [ A/N: If I have written something like that b4, when you review please tell me so I can rewrite this chapter. PS; I don't know why I'm making Hermione do the whole Japanese thing. Sorry for interrupting] Hermione smiled slightly and walked over to the edge of the water. She took a muggle item called a 'canteen' and put it under the flowing water. She took it out and handed it to Draco. " Uh.. what's this for?" He asked. " Drink the water! It's delicious!" Draco took a sip of the water. Hermione was right. The water was by far the best thing he had ever drunken. " This is good Hermione!! Where'd you learn about this place?"
Hermione smiled, " I found out about it in Hogwarts: A History. I swear I'm the only person who has read it!" Draco smiled. " Probably. I dunno. Shouldn't we be getting back to the Castle now?" Hermione hugged him. " No need to hurry." She said simply. They walked over to the edge of the water and lay down. Sun shown through the trees. It, that the sun shines here and not on the grounds?" Draco asked Hermione curiously. " Well, the beauty and purity of this place radiates off the bad weather and storms. That why everything here is beautiful, green, and lovely." She smiled and gazed deeply into the light blue and white clouds that hung low in the sky. " You know, when I was little, I used to do this. But after I turned five, my father brought me into training." Draco said suddenly, remembering a moment of his childhood. " Really? What kind of training?" Hermione asked. " Training to be the Dark Lords number one warrior. Father believed that I would be old enough to head into battle when the war started. He thought that if he trained me enough, that I would be the best of Voldemorts' soldiers. I didn't think it was true. He taught me how to wield a blade, shot arrows. And he even thought that I would be able to fight off Dumbledore with my bare hands. But if you ask me, the old man lost his mind then and there." Draco said deeply as he gazed into the crystal water of the waterfall. " Oh. So you can really bear a sword? Wow. I've always wanted to. When I was younger, I say about nine or ten; I got interested in books about the medieval times. I read so many books and stories about princes destined to defend their princess and land. Then I would read stories about how one woman, usually a princess would turn on her regions beliefs and fight for her title as a woman. I loved those stories. Just thinking about it makes me want to read them again." Hermione trailed off. Draco turned to look at her and took her hand. " Would you like me to teach you?" He asked. " Teach me what?" Hermione asked in return. " Swordsmanship and Archery. Would you like me to teach you?" Hermiones' eyes widened. " Really?" " Yeah. I mean, I could buy a sword and arrows and a bow for you, and I could teach you step by step." Hermione smiled brightly at Draco's words and hugged his neck. " I would love that! But you'll have so much on your hands, with quidditch and all-" " Shit!" Draco screamed and jumped up, running for the Hogwarts grounds. " What is it?" Hermione called, chasing after him. " I forgot! I have quidditch practice today!" Draco and Hermione emerged on the grounds and raced for the quidditch pitch. Draco ran into the changing room and Hermione found a seat in the stands.
Draco barged into the changing rooms." Sorry I'm late. I forgot!" He panted as he found the rest of the team. " Finally. We've been waiting forever. Where were you?" One of the team members asked. " I can tell you that one." Said someone from the shadows. Draco whipped around and Pansy was standing there, a frown on her face. " Where?" Said somebody eagerly. " With the Mudblood." Pansy said. " SO what?" Draco said, taking off his shirt and putting his quidditch gear on. " OK, now get out Parkinson, I've gotta change." Draco said to her. " Alright. I don't see why I have to go though." Pansy reluctantly made her way out of the changing rooms. Draco pulled on the last of his gear. " Ok. Let's go." He said and walked out onto the quidditch field, broom in hand. He kicked off the ground and flew up into the air ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty feet up. HE smiled as the cold November air whipped around him. He loved flying. He loved it more than quidditch itself. He gazed down at the field, then looked at the stands. He saw Hermione sitting in one of the Gryffindor stands and then he looked over to the Slytherin stands and saw Parkinson waving at him with a huge grin on her face. He sighed, waved at Hermione and flew back down.
Days went by and Classes started again. Hermione hated being without Draco, so she requested to McGonnagal, who still taught Transfiguration, if Draco could transfer to all of her classes. " Well. I suppose. But if I catch wind that you two were snogging during class, you'll both be deprived of your privileges." McGonnagal had said. Hermione had just smiled and bounced off to tell Draco. Hermione had also been watching Harry, Ron and Draco play quidditch. Soon, it was two weeks before Thanksgiving, and three days before the first Quidditch match. Slytherin versus Gryffindor. Hermione made her way down to the Gryffindor table. " Hermione, who are you going to cheer for? Gryffindor or Slytherin?" Ginny asked. " Well.. both." Hermione said finally. " Both?" Ginny, ron, and Harry all said at the same time. " Yes, both. I bought a scarf at our last Hogsmeade trip that is read, gold, silver and green. I'm going to wear it." Harry shook his head, Ginny smiled, and Ron had a funny look on his face. " What?" Hermione asked Ron. " Well, green, red, silver, and gold? Who in the world would make something like that?" Hermione frowned. " I would if I knew how to make scarves."" OK.." Ron said. " So, Harry, are you ready for the match?" Ginny asked, and laid her head on Harry's shoulder. " Yeah, pretty much. But it's going to be hard, going against my best friends boyfriend." Harry winked at Hermione and she blushed. " Well.. If you ask me, I don't care who wins. Either way, I'll be celebrating." Hermione said. " Yeah, how will you celebrate if Slytherin wins?" Ron asked her. Hermione giggled. " You sure you wanna know?" Ginny's eyes got wide, Harry dropped his fork, and Ron just sat there with a look on his face that said, ' I have no clue what she is talking about and why are you people acting like that?'. Ginny started to giggle uncontrollably and Harry started to look over at the Slytherin table. " What?" Ron asked Ginny. Ginny finally suppressed her laughter enough to whisper something in his ear. " Uh-huh...Uh-huh... WHAT!!!" Ron suddenly yelped. He looked at Hermione said, " What the hell do you two do when you're alone?" Ginny fell off her seat laughing. As Ginny stood up, you could hear her say this through her laughter, " Ron * Giggle*, You don't *giggle * just ask a *giggle * girl that.*giggle* plus. *giggle* *giggle * I know what they *giggle * do when nobody's *giggle* around." Hermione blushed and looked at the floor. " What?!" Ron demanded to his little sister. " If you ask me, it's sweet. All they do is cuddle." Ginny said, making Hermione blush even more. " Cuddle? Cuddle? Why the hell would they cuddle when they could be having-" Harry reached over the table and covered Ron's mouth just in time. If Harry hadn't done that, the whole table would have heard it. Hermione smiled evily. Ron didn't know about her mind reading abilities. ' Ron! Hi! ~he he~ Guess who this is.' Hermione thought, pushing her thoughts into Ron's mind. ' What? Who? Where?' Ron looked around. ' It's me. Sometimes I swear you're a dumbass.' ' Hermione? What the. get out of my head!' Ron thought. ' I'm afraid I can't do that. Tell me what Ginny told you.' ' Well.. uh.' 'TELL ME!' ' Alright! Alright. Ginny said that you two had.. Well.. you know.' ' Sexual encounters?' Hermione giggled as Ron flushed and looked over at Draco. ' Well.. yeah.' ' What she said was true. Don't worry! Just shut up. All you need to do is contrite on school and Quidditch then, after that, you can kill my beloved boyfriend!' Hermione giggled as Ron went red and went to stand up.
Hermione and Draco slowly made their way into McGonnagal's classroom. They must have been really early because no on except McGonnagal was there. " Hello Professor." Hermione said cheerfully. She had yet to tell Draco about her little conversation with Ron. McGonnagal looked up from her book and smiled slightly. " Hello Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy." Somewhere along the way, she had gotten used to Hermione and Draco's 'togetherness'. " What's that?" Draco asked curiously, pointing to a large book that lay open on her desk. " oh, that?" That's the planning book for all of the dances, a balls, etcetera." " EW! What ball is next?" Hermione asked eagerly. " Well, the earliest thing is the Thanksgiving feast, then it's the Christmas ball." McGonnagal looked back up at the two, " I could use some people to help me plan these things. If you know anybody, tell me, and I'll get them to start planning things." Hermione's eyes beamed and she looked at Draco, then back to McGonnagal. " We'll be glad to do it!" " But Herm-"-Hermione covered Draco's mouth-" I know where I could get the supplies for banners and everything! How about Draco and I plan the Christmas ball!" McGonnagal smiled at them, suppressing laughter from Hermione's behavior. " That would be wonderful." Draco's mouth still covered by Hermione's hand, the two walked to the back tables and sat down. " Hermione! Why did you do that?" Asked a slightly pissed Draco. " What?" Hermione asked innocently. " I don't really know much about this whole thing! I mean. the only time I've ever planned a party was for when my great uncle Alberto turned 98. And well. let's just say that didn't work out too well." Draco said. Hermione started to laugh. " What?" " Alberto? Alberto? Isn't that Spanish? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."-Hermione doubled over with laughter and Draco stared at a wall, thinking of the most hurtful way to piss her off-" Fine, make fun of my family, although I do understand that, then you can't kiss me for three days! And if my team wins the quidditch match.Let's just say you'll be happy. If we loose, let's just say you'll be happy." Dracos' lips played a smile and Hermione stopped laughing. " Okay, let me get this strait. I can't kiss you until the day of the quidditch match, and either way of the results of the match, I get to be happy? OK.but I can't hold you up on your kissing thing." Hermione trailed off as the class started to enter.
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Rogue: Okay, I had to write this as fast as I could. I had yesterday off and I wrote the most I could. I'm going to post this up asap, too. But that might not be for a while b/c I have a lot on my hands right now. In my math class, we're just started pre-algebra ( I go to a public school, I'm in all advanced classes and I'm in the 7th grade, fyi.) And I missed a day of school , cause I was sick, well I come back and my math teacher ( Mrs. Narvaez, who I think is out to kill myself and my classmates) expects me to know everything, so I get the stuff mixed up! We had classwork on it, and she didn't explain it to me. OK, if you're in the 6th grade or above you'll know, ( or should know) what I'm talking about. This is the stuff we're dealing w/:
( ) = a # in parenthesis is an exponent
10(-9) x 10 (9)
Ok. I didn't understand it! And then, I have to do the school work, and I get it back the next day.. I made a 43 on the damned thing!!!!! Well, then she called out the names of the ppl who were passing the class so far, and I wasn't on the list!!!! I got SOOOOOOOO pissed off. But, I told my mom, and she was like, ' What? Hold on. did I hear you correctly?' !AHHHH! My dad, he wants me to be like my older niece. Shes a nurse and has greaduated from high school , and college under a full scholar ship. And last year, I made the AB honor roll every semester except for third semester. OK, so he gets all worked up bout it, and he keeps telling me, ' I want you to bring those B's up to A's alright?' -_- You know, on my last semester report card, I made 3 A's and nine B's. When I was in 5th grade, here's all my report card grades:
1st semester: 2 B's, 3 C's, 1 D, and two F's
2nd semester: 5 C's 1 A, 2 B's
3rd semester: 6 C's 1 B
4th semester: 2 A's 4 B's 1 C
So he should have been proud that I even made those grade last year, I mean!!! It's just really irritating. Opps! Sorry! I didn't mean to talk ( or write) for so long!!! ^^ well, I G2G, but here's the summary for the next chapter.
Summary for Chapter 23:
The long awaited match against Slytheirn and Gryffindor begins, during howling winds, yet sun shine. Hermione sits in the stands and awaits to see which of the the people she loves won. While she sits there, Ginny has a very interesting conversation with Lavender that Hermione can't help but eavesdrop on. What will Hermione say? And who won the match? And how will Hermione celebrate????? ( ~ he he~ wicked smile! ^.~)