Hey readers. Sorry I didn't update yesterday. We had some really bad thunderstorms last night, so I had to shut down all the computers. Oh yeah. To punklunargoddess0, thanks for reviewing me! OOC basically means "out of character," therefore Draco's not so mean in this story than he is in the HP books. And Lucius, in my opinion, really is a sorry excuse for an evil wizard, not only in my fic, but in the books, too, and I just don't like him anyway. I think if I wanted him evil and I liked his character, he would be a lot more evil, but I don't like him. He sucks. Okay chap's up!
Ron: What happened?
Harry: You just ran full-speed into a couch, dude.
Ron: Oh. So, did I miss lunch?
Hermione smacks her forehead
Ron: What?
Hermione: Ron, all you ever think about is food! There are more important things in life.
Ron: Like what?
Hermione: Thinks in "Ron" terms Like…. Quidditch!
Ron and Harry: Whoa…
Ron: I never thought of that. Which is more important, food or quidditch?
Both Ron and Harry sit with their mouths open and drool starts to seep out of their mouths
Ron: Hey, Harry, wanna go play quidditch?
Harry: As long as we can get some sandwiches first.
Ron: That's exactly what I was going to say.
Hermione: Running after Harry and Ron, who are going out the portrait Why me?!
Chapter 16It was snowing outside when Hermione finally woke up. She looked at her clock on her nightstand beside her bed. It read 8:02 A.M. It was a Saturday and the first day of the Christmas holidays. Hermione was going home to spend Christmas with her parents, but decided that she would leave tonight rather than early this morning, which was when most of the other students were going. Hermione wanted to spend her last hours playing in the snow with her friends. At that thought, she heard screams of laughter and a burly voice outside the slightly opened window.
"Hey you! Don' go throwin' snow like tha' a' me windows! Harry, is tha' you doin' tha'? Oy! Barblgupiertin!" Hagrid shouted. From the sound of his last words, it seemed like Harry threw a snowball right in Hagrid's face. Hermione laughed and went to her closet to get some robes for the day. She put on a green sweater, knit by her mother, and some jeans. She skipped down the steps to a deserted common room. Everybody was probably outside playing. She got her winter Hogwart's robe and scarf from her hook and put them on, while trying to put her boots on. Finally resorting to jumping on one foot and falling on her butt, Hermione was ready. And off she went out the portrait and down the stairs. When she got to the Entrance Hall, the doors to outside were already opened, and a huge mass of black robes could be seen on the front lawns of Hogwarts. For a minute, Hermione thought they were Death Eaters until she looked closer and saw clumps of snow flying in the air. She smiled and ran outside.
The first thing she saw was Hagrid trying to get the snow from his beard, eyes, and mouth. Hermione ran over to him to maybe help him out a bit.
"Well, hello, Hermione. Could you help me get this snow off me beard?" Hagrid bent over, almost to the ground, and whispered in Hermione's ear.
"'Ave you seen Harry, by any chance? He did this ter me and Ima gonna get 'im back!" Hagrid said, finally getting all the snow off himself.
"I'll help you, Hagrid!" Hermione said looking around for Harry and Ron. Swish of a cloak… Red hair… Green eyes…there they are! Hermione saw a person hiding behind a tree on the edge of the forest. It must be Harry, Hermione thought. Who else would forget to hide their back behind a tree? Hermione snuck up on him and pounced.
"Oy, Ron! Harry! Get back here, you two!" Hagrid yelled. And started chasing Ron and Harry around in circles. Hermione saw and heard this while looking from behind the tree, still on the back of the supposed Harry. Hermione's jaw went slack as she watched Hagrid fall down and Harry and Ron tackle him, and looked down to the person she was on. Well, it didn't seem like they minded much or they would have told her to get off, by now. The person had a hood on and she could tell it was a guy from the broad back. She inched her hand toward the hood and pulled it off. The guy had blond hair that fell into his eyes. His head was bent down and he wasn't moving. Hermione inched around him to get a better look. The guy was holding a snowball in his outstretched hand that was steadily melting. It was Draco and was Stunned. Hermione looked around to see if any one was around. No one was.
"Finite Incatantum" she whispered. (A.N: Don't have my book w/me so I can't spell it right.)
Draco blinked several times and looked around the tree with the melting snowball hand raised. Then he looked down at it and noticed it was melting. He threw the watery mess off his hand and looked up to see a pair of black boots. His head shot up to come face to face with Hermione. Oh my god, Draco thought. How'd she get here? I was supposed to be aiming for her! Hermione had a bewildered look on her face.
"What?" Draco asked.
"Draco, you were just Stunned! Who did that to you? Why were you hiding behind this tree?" and then Hermione remembered that Draco was supposed to be in the Hospital Wing. A sympathetic look came about her.
"Are you feeling alright?" she asked in a soft voice, touching Draco's arm. He looked down at it and laughed at the sudden change of her voice. He looked up into her brownish-gold eyes. Her cheeks were red from the cold winds the forest trees couldn't shield her from. She looked beautiful. He leaned in and saw her eyes flutter shut. He smiled and closed the space between them. Her lips were soft and cold, but at the same time warm. The kiss only lasted a minute, though. Harry and Ron's yells of, "Draco" and "Hermione" could be heard from beyond the tree. Draco pulled away to look at Hermione. Surprisingly, she was smiling. She winked at him and ran from behind the tree. Draco followed her lead.
"Hey, 'Mione! Where've you been? We've been looking for you everywhere!" Harry said. He was completely soaked from head to toe. His cheeks looked like tomatoes and his glasses were askew. He fixed them and looked at Hermione. Draco ran up to walk on the right of Hermione, since Harry was already walking on her left. Ron caught up to them and walked on the other side of Harry.
"Well, I was trying to find you guys, on Hagrid's orders, but I couldn't find you guys." Hermione said matter-of-factly.
"Oh. Here that, Harry? We're really good hiders! Is it time for dinner?" Ron asked suddenly at the sound of his stomach rumbling.
"I think so Ron." Draco said. They all looked up at the castle and could see Christmas trees floating by the windows. They walked into the Great Hall, after Hermione magically dried Harry and Ron with a Drying charm. Draco went to the Slytherin table, while Hermione, Ron, and Harry went to there's. After Dumbledore's speech, which mentioned that those who were going home on the night trip would go outside immediately after the feast. Harry and Ron said things like "we'll miss you" or "we'll send your presents by owl." Dumbledore had just sat down and the feast appeared, when the doors opened and in flew a brown barn owl. It was a school letter with a black envelope in its beak. It flew towards the Gryffindor table and dropped the letter in Hermione's lap.