Chapter 4
A/N: Sorry about the V. short chapter last time. This is the other part to it that I didn't finish typing. I got V. lazy. I am sooo sorry! I'm probably all alone now! I even forgot to thank my reviewers I was in such a hurry! Thank you every one! Such positive reviews make me happy!
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Draco glanced at his watch. 6 o'clock.. He should start heading to the Quidditch field. Draco jumped off his bed and walked out of his hotel room. He headed towards the lobby. He was about to Apparate to the field, but was stopped when he heard a familiar voice.
"Draco! Draco, wait!"
It was Hermione.
"Yessss?" he said, facing the flushed girl. "Viktor-he-he never told me *pant* how to get to the *pant* Quiddtich field." She said, and then took a deep breath. "Could you--would you, show me there?"
"I could just Apparate right now." he said pensively. "But you're too young!" Hermione said in disbelief. "Doesn't mean I don't know how..." he said, trailing off. "And besides, why would I want to be seen with a Mudblood?" Hermione just rolled her eyes. "You'd be in the top box allllll allllone...I happen to know the Malfoy's and the Krum's share a box..." Viktor had told her at lunch that day.
"Fine." Draco said with an over-dramatic sigh. He put his hand on her shoulder. "Hermione," he said very seriously. "What?" she asked, confused. A second later they were standing in front of the Quidditch pitch.
"We're here," he said with a smirk. "Dra-you-you Apparated! You could've been SEEN!" she screeched. "I COULD'VE BEEN SPLINCHED! My other half might've been in the hotel, just standing there! A half of a person, A HALF OF-" she had been meaning to say 'me' but nothing had come out of her mouth. "Draco," she tried to say, but again, no sound came out.
Draco chuckled. "Let's save the screaming until the game, okay?" The full realization of what he'd done hit her. He had put a silencing charm-on HER. Hermione flung silent curse words at him. Draco laughed again. "What's that, Granger? I can't seem to hear you!" An idea suddenly formed in Draco's head. He took out his wand and-
"BLOODY GIT!" Hermione of course had said 'Draco Malfoy you are a bloody git' but he had taken the charm off her only for the last words to be said. People were giving her strange looks, no small wonder since it sounded like she'd had a spastic attack. Draco looked at her in mock-disbelief. "Me?" He said with a hurt look on his face. Hermione huffed. "You Apparated illegally." She grumbled. "No I didn't, Apparating age is younger here!" he said cheerfully. Hermione just glared at him as they walked into the large stadium.
Together.
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A/N: I'm sorry this is sooo short! It's just the last part of Chapter 3! Now I have a great idea so I'm gonna be writing! Catch ya on the flip side!
Hannah
A/N: Sorry about the V. short chapter last time. This is the other part to it that I didn't finish typing. I got V. lazy. I am sooo sorry! I'm probably all alone now! I even forgot to thank my reviewers I was in such a hurry! Thank you every one! Such positive reviews make me happy!
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Draco glanced at his watch. 6 o'clock.. He should start heading to the Quidditch field. Draco jumped off his bed and walked out of his hotel room. He headed towards the lobby. He was about to Apparate to the field, but was stopped when he heard a familiar voice.
"Draco! Draco, wait!"
It was Hermione.
"Yessss?" he said, facing the flushed girl. "Viktor-he-he never told me *pant* how to get to the *pant* Quiddtich field." She said, and then took a deep breath. "Could you--would you, show me there?"
"I could just Apparate right now." he said pensively. "But you're too young!" Hermione said in disbelief. "Doesn't mean I don't know how..." he said, trailing off. "And besides, why would I want to be seen with a Mudblood?" Hermione just rolled her eyes. "You'd be in the top box allllll allllone...I happen to know the Malfoy's and the Krum's share a box..." Viktor had told her at lunch that day.
"Fine." Draco said with an over-dramatic sigh. He put his hand on her shoulder. "Hermione," he said very seriously. "What?" she asked, confused. A second later they were standing in front of the Quidditch pitch.
"We're here," he said with a smirk. "Dra-you-you Apparated! You could've been SEEN!" she screeched. "I COULD'VE BEEN SPLINCHED! My other half might've been in the hotel, just standing there! A half of a person, A HALF OF-" she had been meaning to say 'me' but nothing had come out of her mouth. "Draco," she tried to say, but again, no sound came out.
Draco chuckled. "Let's save the screaming until the game, okay?" The full realization of what he'd done hit her. He had put a silencing charm-on HER. Hermione flung silent curse words at him. Draco laughed again. "What's that, Granger? I can't seem to hear you!" An idea suddenly formed in Draco's head. He took out his wand and-
"BLOODY GIT!" Hermione of course had said 'Draco Malfoy you are a bloody git' but he had taken the charm off her only for the last words to be said. People were giving her strange looks, no small wonder since it sounded like she'd had a spastic attack. Draco looked at her in mock-disbelief. "Me?" He said with a hurt look on his face. Hermione huffed. "You Apparated illegally." She grumbled. "No I didn't, Apparating age is younger here!" he said cheerfully. Hermione just glared at him as they walked into the large stadium.
Together.
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A/N: I'm sorry this is sooo short! It's just the last part of Chapter 3! Now I have a great idea so I'm gonna be writing! Catch ya on the flip side!
Hannah