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Nain and Calli- tnx 4 reviewing. I dnt reli think I cn say much more. Well,
calli, Its reli not like Harry to throw chessboards at Ron becuz hes
losing. Criticism is a necessary part of life sadly. But that does not mean
I will take all ur crap. If u think so much is wrong with this fic, then
don't read it.
MrS-SeRiOUS-BlAck- u think so? Tnx! Well, in any case, heres the next chapter.
Ash vault rose garden- this is 4 u, so don't be mad.
Rosemary the Rubix Cube- tnx, yeah, I think the last chapter was better than the first one too. I reli don't like the first chapter that much. I hope to be able to write a fanfic that everybody can understand someday. LoL.
Chapter 3
Blaise Zabini stepped out from the shadows.
"That doesn't make any sense Malfoy. Why would you give Granger anything?"
Malfoy was completely taken aback.
"You were here the whole time?"
Blaise nodded.
Malfoy sighed heavily.
"Fine. I'll tell you. But I'm warning you. Do not interfere with my plans. That purple bracelet is one of a kind."
Malfoy thought for a moment, and then began to recount his story.
"Granger was always on my nerves. Always. I couldn't snare her like I could the other sluts. So I sent her a bracelet this summer. My owl happens to be very clever, thank God, so I instructed it to leave it where Herm- Granger would find it. It has a compelling color, that calls to ones mind. She was forced to put it on. And unless she wants to be thoroughly depressed all her life, she will start thinking happily away when she hears the name Malfoy.Now she is mine. I can get her trust easily, and then I will break her heart, like so many other fools that thought the better of me."
"So that's how you got Padma Patil last year isn't it?"
"Yes. She was especially hard to get. I broke her though. So Granger will be easy"
"I wouldn't know about that. Granger is particularly clever. And why did you just leave that wench to suffer? Was she that bad?"
Malfoy nodded grimly. "ohh yes. She was bad."
With a nod of his head Blaise left the compartment. He needed to think. He knew what he did to Padma. Malfoy was sly, very sly. He knew what he was capable of. Blaise hadn't liked what he did to Padma. He wanted to stop it, but he couldn't. The fact was, Blaise wasn't a true Slytherin. He had just learnt to hide his emotions. He had to figure out how to save Granger. Who knows what Malfoy would do to her. He shuddered.
Hermione had changed into her uniform and was talking to Lavender and Parvati. They were all thinking furiously, recalling the events of the previous year.
"Malfoy is such an idiot. Just thinking about what he did to my sister last year makes me mad. She's a wreck now. Always nervous and can't think for herself. He made her lose her life practically. She can't have a life in this state." Parvati fumed.
"Parvati, Padma will get better, of course she will. We just need to help her. You know that." Lavender tried to console.
"Yes, but it might never happen. It could take years." Parvati spat.
"Which is why I have an idea. Malfoy needs to learn a lesson. He can't keep breaking people like that." Hermione said.
All the possibilities were running through Hermione's head. She could do terrible things. But he deserved it. Somebody needed to teach that stuck-up git a lesson. If it had to be her, so be it.
"Listen, I haven't thought this through completely, but give me a couple of days, and I'll come up with something to burst ferret-boy's bubble." She said.
Tears welled up in her eyes all of a sudden. How could even think these things? And for Malfoy of all people. Wait a minute. Why was she crying over this? After all those years of him verbally torturing her, she got teary eyed because she was thinking of revenge?
'Now you've done it Mione. You finally decided to kick the bucket and go off your nutcase. Good going.' She chided herself tearfully.
Finally she realised the other girls were talking to her. "Hermione? Hermione? Earth to Herms." Lavender was waving her hand in front of her face.
"Sorry," came the muffled reply. "I zoned out for a moment there. Uhh, Lavender, could you dislodge your hand from my face?"
"Sure thing. Oh look, we're at Hogwarts now. I can't wait for the feast. Do you think there's gonna be pumpkin pie?" Lavender babbled.
She dragged Parvati along, tugging ever so often on her arm when Parvati glanced back at Hermione hoping for a sign of rescue. Hermione watched them go with mixed sympathy for Parvati. Lavender was the best friend you could possibly get, but she was so clueless sometimes.
Harry and Ron scanned the crowd for Hermione. When they found her walking up to a carriage they started following her. At their arrival, they tried to shove into the carriage but no such luck.
"I believe you are in the wrong carriage Potty and Weasel. The suck-ups are that way" Drawled Malfoy, gesturing lazily to the right.
"We're sitting with Hermione you git. Who knows what you'll do to her alone. Speaking of you, what are you doing in our carriage?" Ron retorted.
"Can't you read? I'd like to point out, since you obviously haven't noticed, that this is the Head Girl and Boy carriage. No place for filth like you. Run along to mummy now." He spat.
"He's right you know. You really shouldn't be so ignorant. Well, tata then. I'll see you at the feast." Hermione gave them a false wide smile, shutting the door in their faces.
They stood there for a second, glancing blankly at the door, before turning around and shuffling back to the other carriages.
Hermione sullenly glanced back at them, marking how exasperated she felt. Why now of all times did they have to become so ignorant and protective? It wasn't like she couldn't take care of herself. As she recalled, she was the one who slapped Malfoy in the face in 3rd year.
Hermione started sniffling. "Malfoy?" she asked cautiously.
He turned around with a bored look in his eye. "Yeah?"
Hermione broke into tears sobbing uncontrollably.
"I'm so sorry for hitting you in our third year!"
Malfoy wiped off his smirk and plastered a sympathetic look on his face.
"It doesn't matter. I made you angry." Although sympathetic on the outside, on the inside he wanted to dance with glee. His plan was working! She was affected tremendously by the bracelet.
Hermione stopped crying, and ogled at him with big eyes. Malfoy was accepting her apology? She was apologizing? To Malfoy? What happened to the getting revenge part? She unconsciously wrung her bracelet around her arm. What was happening? She sighed as the carriage rolled to a stop.
Hermione hopped out and looked around. She was at Hogwarts again. Oh joy.
MrS-SeRiOUS-BlAck- u think so? Tnx! Well, in any case, heres the next chapter.
Ash vault rose garden- this is 4 u, so don't be mad.
Rosemary the Rubix Cube- tnx, yeah, I think the last chapter was better than the first one too. I reli don't like the first chapter that much. I hope to be able to write a fanfic that everybody can understand someday. LoL.
Chapter 3
Blaise Zabini stepped out from the shadows.
"That doesn't make any sense Malfoy. Why would you give Granger anything?"
Malfoy was completely taken aback.
"You were here the whole time?"
Blaise nodded.
Malfoy sighed heavily.
"Fine. I'll tell you. But I'm warning you. Do not interfere with my plans. That purple bracelet is one of a kind."
Malfoy thought for a moment, and then began to recount his story.
"Granger was always on my nerves. Always. I couldn't snare her like I could the other sluts. So I sent her a bracelet this summer. My owl happens to be very clever, thank God, so I instructed it to leave it where Herm- Granger would find it. It has a compelling color, that calls to ones mind. She was forced to put it on. And unless she wants to be thoroughly depressed all her life, she will start thinking happily away when she hears the name Malfoy.Now she is mine. I can get her trust easily, and then I will break her heart, like so many other fools that thought the better of me."
"So that's how you got Padma Patil last year isn't it?"
"Yes. She was especially hard to get. I broke her though. So Granger will be easy"
"I wouldn't know about that. Granger is particularly clever. And why did you just leave that wench to suffer? Was she that bad?"
Malfoy nodded grimly. "ohh yes. She was bad."
With a nod of his head Blaise left the compartment. He needed to think. He knew what he did to Padma. Malfoy was sly, very sly. He knew what he was capable of. Blaise hadn't liked what he did to Padma. He wanted to stop it, but he couldn't. The fact was, Blaise wasn't a true Slytherin. He had just learnt to hide his emotions. He had to figure out how to save Granger. Who knows what Malfoy would do to her. He shuddered.
Hermione had changed into her uniform and was talking to Lavender and Parvati. They were all thinking furiously, recalling the events of the previous year.
"Malfoy is such an idiot. Just thinking about what he did to my sister last year makes me mad. She's a wreck now. Always nervous and can't think for herself. He made her lose her life practically. She can't have a life in this state." Parvati fumed.
"Parvati, Padma will get better, of course she will. We just need to help her. You know that." Lavender tried to console.
"Yes, but it might never happen. It could take years." Parvati spat.
"Which is why I have an idea. Malfoy needs to learn a lesson. He can't keep breaking people like that." Hermione said.
All the possibilities were running through Hermione's head. She could do terrible things. But he deserved it. Somebody needed to teach that stuck-up git a lesson. If it had to be her, so be it.
"Listen, I haven't thought this through completely, but give me a couple of days, and I'll come up with something to burst ferret-boy's bubble." She said.
Tears welled up in her eyes all of a sudden. How could even think these things? And for Malfoy of all people. Wait a minute. Why was she crying over this? After all those years of him verbally torturing her, she got teary eyed because she was thinking of revenge?
'Now you've done it Mione. You finally decided to kick the bucket and go off your nutcase. Good going.' She chided herself tearfully.
Finally she realised the other girls were talking to her. "Hermione? Hermione? Earth to Herms." Lavender was waving her hand in front of her face.
"Sorry," came the muffled reply. "I zoned out for a moment there. Uhh, Lavender, could you dislodge your hand from my face?"
"Sure thing. Oh look, we're at Hogwarts now. I can't wait for the feast. Do you think there's gonna be pumpkin pie?" Lavender babbled.
She dragged Parvati along, tugging ever so often on her arm when Parvati glanced back at Hermione hoping for a sign of rescue. Hermione watched them go with mixed sympathy for Parvati. Lavender was the best friend you could possibly get, but she was so clueless sometimes.
Harry and Ron scanned the crowd for Hermione. When they found her walking up to a carriage they started following her. At their arrival, they tried to shove into the carriage but no such luck.
"I believe you are in the wrong carriage Potty and Weasel. The suck-ups are that way" Drawled Malfoy, gesturing lazily to the right.
"We're sitting with Hermione you git. Who knows what you'll do to her alone. Speaking of you, what are you doing in our carriage?" Ron retorted.
"Can't you read? I'd like to point out, since you obviously haven't noticed, that this is the Head Girl and Boy carriage. No place for filth like you. Run along to mummy now." He spat.
"He's right you know. You really shouldn't be so ignorant. Well, tata then. I'll see you at the feast." Hermione gave them a false wide smile, shutting the door in their faces.
They stood there for a second, glancing blankly at the door, before turning around and shuffling back to the other carriages.
Hermione sullenly glanced back at them, marking how exasperated she felt. Why now of all times did they have to become so ignorant and protective? It wasn't like she couldn't take care of herself. As she recalled, she was the one who slapped Malfoy in the face in 3rd year.
Hermione started sniffling. "Malfoy?" she asked cautiously.
He turned around with a bored look in his eye. "Yeah?"
Hermione broke into tears sobbing uncontrollably.
"I'm so sorry for hitting you in our third year!"
Malfoy wiped off his smirk and plastered a sympathetic look on his face.
"It doesn't matter. I made you angry." Although sympathetic on the outside, on the inside he wanted to dance with glee. His plan was working! She was affected tremendously by the bracelet.
Hermione stopped crying, and ogled at him with big eyes. Malfoy was accepting her apology? She was apologizing? To Malfoy? What happened to the getting revenge part? She unconsciously wrung her bracelet around her arm. What was happening? She sighed as the carriage rolled to a stop.
Hermione hopped out and looked around. She was at Hogwarts again. Oh joy.