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Merlin's Diary, Chapter Nineteen
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The first month of school melted away, leaving a glorious October. As the weather darkened, Hogwarts brightened, looking like a beacon of
warmth from the chilly Quidditch pitch. Mynee shivered and huddled beneath her cloak a top her broom. The game against Ravenclaw was a week
away, and Smoke had them practicing hard. She snorted as she watched him flutter about the field, hitting the bludgers like there was no
tomorrow. He, luckily, had not come on to her again since that horrible first practice and for that she was glad. The snitch was fluttering close by,
a faintly musical chiming coming every time it fluttered its tiny wings. Never before had she heard this, deciding it was a plus of her enhanced
hearing. At least, that is what she hoped. That slightly annoying voice that claimed to be apart of her always seemed to try and bother her during
practice or right before she went to sleep. It must have thought she was the most vulnerable then. She smiled slightly towards Furion as he flew
up next to her.
"Hello there, having fun yet luv?" He asked his tone light and cheerful.
She turned dancing eye onto him. "Of course! You know how much I just love sitting fifty meters up in the air freezing my ass off!"
The two of them chuckled softly until Mynee's brow crinkled as she watched Smoke with angry eyes.
"What do you think I should do to him if he tried to get into my knickers again?"
"You could always kill him..."
A slightly troubled look came across her face as she shook her head.
"No, to conspicuous...Something slower then death...Perhaps a very, very painful castration or something."
He shuddered and put a few feet between them.
"Please remind me to never get on your bad side, okay?"
Mynee laughed softly and leaned across the few feet between them. She smirked to him then smacked his arm hard.
"You bastard...I'm not that bad. I just don't think he should be allowed to procreate if he tries to shag me again! I think that's fair enough."
A muttering dark leather ball went soaring past her, a gust of wind rushing past her ear. She nearly fell off her broom and clung on for dear life,
glowering down at Smoke.
"Why'd you that for Smoke??"
"This isn't ladies tea Hermione! You're supposed to be looking for the snitch! Oi, Montague! Get your arse back down here and score some goals!"
Furion rolled his eyes and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "Catch you later luv, don't fall off your broom when your bum get bitten by good ol'
Frosty Knickers."
"Little bastard...Get your ass back down there before I beat you over the head with...a...a...damnit, can't think of anything..."
He laughed and pointed the tip of his broom downwards, soaring towards his fellow chasers. The corners of her lips rose in a slight smile as she
watched her friend. She scrubbed a hand against her face and then plucked the snitch out of the air. She glared furiously at the little golden ball
and started shaking it. She found herself become strangely pleased when the chiming noise coming from it took on a slightly panicked ring to it.
'Torturing inanimate objects now?'
"Oh bugger!" She shrieked quietly and stopped waving her hand about. "What the fuck do you want now?"
'Does apart of you really need a reason to talk to you now?'
"How many times do we have to go over this?? You. Are. Not. A. Part. Of. Me. Get it you stupid idgit??"
'I don't understand why you keep insisting that when it is painfully obvious that we are one being?'
Mynee, with her free hand, pinched the bridge of her nose as she tried to keep the migraine at bay. She unconsciously inhaled deeply several times
before speaking quietly.
"Get the fuck outta my head! The only thing painful is my headache. Get the hell away from me and leave me alone." She hissed.
An audible snort sounded in her head and then the strange feeling of someone seriously inhabiting her personal space disappeared. She shivered
horribly as she felt the cold one again leeching away what little heat she had managed to store in her bones. She was hungry and craved the
feeling of being properly warm that she would get if her belly was filled with salty human blood...She shook her head and turned her attention down
to the people below her. Everybody was landing and Furion was motioning furiously to her. She smiled and shot down to the ground, eager to leave
the frigid outdoors and get inside.
Mynee pulled her comforter tighter around her shoulders and hit her boyfriend over the head with her wand for the umpteenth time.
"Stupid git! This is why I don't talk to you! You just make fun of me!"
"B-But...A b-birth?" He choked, barely able to speak through biting back laughter.
She groaned and pulled part of her blanket up so it covered half of her face. She jabbed him in the ribs and scowled darkly. "The woman looked
kinda like me...The baby had dirty blond hair...I thought you should know!"
"Have you had dreams like this before?"
"Lucid dreaming?"
"Yes and the whole recognizing people thing."
"Yeah...I have them all the time, just the stuff I dream doesn't really come true. You think this is just some deranged wandering of my mind?"
"Most likely...Could it be a fantasy that you secretly want my..."
"Shut up. Just because the babe had blonde hair doesn't mean it's your baby."
Draco's mouth drew into a line at her comment and a brow rose slightly as he looked at her with and incredulous stare. "But it does sound quite like
what a child of ours would look like Hermione."
"Which is what scares me!"
"What? Why would it scare you?"
"The idea of you procreating is terrifying my dear."
"It's just as scary as you fornicating."
She let out a soft giggle which was completely unlike her. "You know, I would be 'fornicating' with you. You understand that, correct?"
They looked at each other for a moment then she burst into laughter. He on the other hand decided he definitely would not mind shagging the
angel personification before him. Nor would he mind having a child by her either...He was snapped out of his thoughts by a wand tip being jammed
into the tender flesh between his ribs.
"Oi, Malfoy, don't space out when I'm talking to you! Especially when it's about the Hogsmeade trip tomorrow."
"There's a Hogsmeade outing tomorrow?"
"Yes you twit...If you had even looked at the notice board in the common room you would have seen it."
"Why would I bother with that? You'd just tell me anyway..."
"Insufferable prick."
"PMSing cow."
"Oh!" She squeaked. "You BASTARD!" She shrieked and grabbed one of her pillows. She glared at him menacingly and brandished it. "Take that
fucking well back before I duff you up."
"I believe the correct terminology is beating me up luv. You can only duff up another girl."
"Exactly my point pet."
"I'm not a girl!" He shrieked, sounding exactly like a girl.
Mynee laughed evilly and smacked him hard with the pillow. "Take." Smack. "That." Smack. "Back." Smack, smack.
Draco yelled and covered his head with his hands, curling up on the foot of her bed in a feeble gesture of protection.
"I take it back! I take it back! Stop hitting me you insane bint!"
"Don't call me a bint! And don't you ever accuse me of PMSing you hormone crazed teenager! I will cut off all the bloody snogging privileges!"
He looked at her in horror and raced his head from where he had pressed it into the sheet. "I will never accuse you again on great and wonderful
woman!"
She looked at him and snorted. "Riight...I'll just remind you about this little agreement next time you make a rude joke when I'm on my period."
She glowered at her boyfriend the quickly kicked him off her bed which was a feat no mortal could do easily.
"Leave now man whore, I need my beauty sleep."
"Man whore? Since when am I a man whore?"
"Since I said you were one. Now go!"
He simply laughed and patted the part of her foot that was peeking out from the edge of her dark cover. "Right, see you in the morning luv. We're
going to Hogsmeade!"
Mynee woke up the next morning and stared lazily up at the ceiling of her canopy. Even though it was the first Hogsmeade visit of the year,
she did not really want to eject herself from her deliciously warm cocoon of blankets. She was so comfortable she could just drift right back to
sleep...The alarm clock beside her bed rang viciously and she groaned as its mechanical chimes pounded her temples almost victoriously. It figured
that she had to set the stupid thing to make sure she would get up. She slid a hand out from beneath her blankets and mercilessly beat the top of
the clock in her quest to find the snooze button. It would not hurt to sleep for another hour or two...Except that stupid piece of muggle electronics
mixed with a very annoying spell had a different idea entirely. It kept on chiming in a disgustingly cheerful way until she let out an angry groan and
rolled out of her bed. She hit the floor hard and groaned again, hitting one of her fists against the carpet. She hated the mornings.
"Stupid morning. Stupid clock. Stupid sun! Why can't I just sleep all the time? Why can't I be a...Oh wait, I already am one of those little fuckers.
Can't wish to be one of them now. Damnit...Draco get your ass outta the shower so I can get in there!" During her morning tirade, she had
wandered over to the bathroom door and opened it; she had nearly passed out from the amounts of hot steam wafting out of the room.
"What luv? I can't hear your over the all this lovely hot water!"
"You better not use it all up!" She hollered crankily.
"What was that? Use all of the hot water up? I'll gladly do so!"
"No!" She shrieked, "Do not use all of the hot water up you bastard! I need to take a damn shower before we go to Hogsmeade!"
"Then get on with it woman and stop badgering at me!"
"You can hear me you fucking wanker!" She screeched.
Draco peeked his very wet dark gold head out of the shower door and smirked at her, revealing those perfectly straight and white teeth.
"Guilty as charged luv. If you aren't going to leave the bathroom, at least turn around so I can get out and vacate the premises."
"What if I don't want to turn around?"
His smirk widened and rapidly his torso followed his head as he began to exact the stall. Now Mynee was no blushing little innocent girl, but she
certainitly did not want to she her boyfriend naked right then and there. She let out a soft squeak and whirled around simultaneously clamping her
hands over her eyes. She tried to ignore the little voice in the back of her head telling her how much she really did want to see him in his birthday
suit.
"My eyes, they burn!"
He just snorted and strode out of the shower room. There was no talking to her in the morning. She would just scowl and flick him off he tried to
start a conversation. He snorted to himself and started collecting the clothes he was going to wear that day.
Mynee turned cautiously when she heard a door slam shut and let out a soft sigh of relief when she saw the bathroom was empty. She
rubbed a hand across her face and then walked sleepily towards the sink. She made a face at herself in the mirror, scowling at her bushy hair and
blood shot eyes. She looked like the living dead. For a moment her mind was silent, and then she let out a soft chuckle. She was the living
dead...Twice in about five minutes she forgot what she was. She shook her head slowly and attacked her mouth with a toothbrush loaded with
mintyness. When she had spat into the porcelain bowl for the final time and had washed off her toothbrush, she trudged over to the shower. When
she was right in front of the door she shrugged out of her oversized shirt and shorts and stepped inside. The moment the glass door was shut, she
switched the taps on and let out an appreciative sigh. There was nothing better then a hot shower in the morning...
'Except for a quick romp...' Some treacherous part of her mind whispered.
She let out a soft squeak and forced her mind to become empty so all of those thoughts would disappear, at least for the mean time.
An hour later Mynee was sprawled out on one of the black couches, her eyes half closed. Draco was still in his room, doing in hair and
Goddess knows what else. She groaned quietly and ran a hand through her reddish hair and glared at the stairwell.
"Malfoy! Get your arse down here right now!"
Moments later a voice tumbled to her ears. "But Graaaaaanger, I'm gelling my haaaaaair..."
"Don't you know that's bad for your hair you brainless git?? You hair will fall out by the time your twenty five!"
"That's not true!"
She snorted quietly and seconds later he strolled down the stairs, his golden hair hanging in his eyes.
"So you decided to take my advice?"
"No...Decided not to gel it back..."
"Of course you did." Sarcasm laid thickly in her voice.
He scowled at her and fastened his cloak around his neck. She got up and flicked her hair over her shoulder, slapping his face 'accidentally' with
the tips. She smirked to him and strode out of the common room, knowing he would follow.
Mynee stared vacantly at the book behind the big shop window. She desperately wanted to go in, but she could see Smoke farting around
in there and he did not seem like he would be leaving any time soon. She sighed quietly and jumped visibly when Draco wrapped his arms around
her waist.
"Hello..."
"Blegh, you butt munch."
"A what?"
"Nevermind."
"Right...Why are you looked at the shop with such want, but not going in?"
"Err...Well, you see the thing is, someone who finds me attractive is in there, but I hate him. He makes me feel uncomfortable and I'd rather not go
in..."
"Don't worry, I'll go in with you."
She smiled weakly up to him and let him lead her into the book shop. The moment that musty smell hit her she completely forgot about Smoke and
simply strode to the nearest case of tomes. He watched her fondly for a moment then walked to a different part of the store. Mynee ran a finger
over the spines as she searched for a particular one. For some time she had been looking for a book on her people's past in hopes of become more
knowledgeable before the time came when she would meat Nikolas. She had scoured the Hogwarts library and she hoped she would be able to find
something here. A loose thread caught her nail and she blinked slowly at the book. She pulled it out from the case and gingerly touched the cover.
It was a strange combination of dragon leather and a peculiar luminescent substance that glowed softly in the half gloom of the store. As she ran
her palm over the cover, her thumb gently touched a tiny groove in the bottom corner. The good sized volume suddenly began to glow much
brighter and she quickly closed her eyes to avoid any pain. When the light cleared her jaw dropped when she saw what had happened to the
peculiar book. Embossed in lovely dark gold writing in the top right hand corner was her name in fancy cursive. In the middle of the cover was the
simple word, Diary in the same writing as her name. Her brow furrowed and she tried to shove the book back into the case. She did not trust magic
like that. At least, she would have shoved the book back if it did not seem like it had glued itself to her hands. Mynee let out an angry hiss and
strode out from behind the large book case and towards the checkout counter. He took in her furious look and raised a brow slightly.
"Miss?"
"This," Shake "Bloody," Shake "Buggery," Shake "Book," Shake, "Won't get off my hand!"
The man took the hand that had the book stuck it and smiled when he saw the cover. He turned his wrinkled face up to her, the corners of his
eyes crinkled into crow's feet.
"The book has found its master, mistress in this case."
"What?" Even her profound knowledge could not allow her to understand what he was talking about.
"Merlin fathered a single child, a girl. She was one of the greatest prophetesses our world has ever seen, she for saw the need for a certain
number of special diaries that would aid the greatest minds of the Wizarding World. It is said that when master or mistress of the book writes on a
special page, her spirit talks back to them."
She raised a brow slightly. "I have never heard that Merlin had a child. How do I know you aren't just making this up to get me to bye this book?"
"Well, I am not going to sell it to you Miss Granger."
"If you aren't going to sell it to me, then why did you just give me its buggery history?"
"Because I'm going to give it to you free of charge. It's not my place to charge you for something that was specifically made for you almost two
centuries ago."
Mynee looked at him and saw that he meant what he was saying. She pursed her lips momentarily and then nodded slowly. To her surprise the
book dropped from her hand onto the counter, looking deceivingly innocent.
"It figures that you got one Miss Granger. You are the brightest mind Hogwarts has seen in almost a century."
She smiled weakly to the shop keeper and shoved the book into a pocket of her robes. "Th-Thank you sir."
She turned on her heel and marched over to where Draco was standing, looking at a shelf filled with children's books. She snorted quietly and
tapped his shoulder, returning the favour of freaking him out.
"I know how interesting and challenging these books are for you, but I've got what I wanted and I'd quite like to go to Honeydukes before we have
to get back to the castle."
"So, Hermione...You'll go out with him but not with me?"
Mynee stiffened at that voice and dug her nails into Draco's shoulder. He saw the momentary panic flood onto his girlfriend's face and he switched
their positions quickly, so he was shielding her body from site with his own.
"Yeah Smoke, she'll got out with me, her boyfriend, but not with you."
The Hufflepuff looked at him with a sneer on his face and then let his gaze rest on the livid girl behind him.
"I can't believe you have the heart to brush me off like this Hermione! After all we've done together! I thought I meant more to you!"
Draco felt the cold hand of jealously descend upon his heart. He turned his head slightly to let his emotionless eyes rest on the face of his
'girlfriend'.
"What is he talking about Hermione?"
Her brown eyes flashed dangerously and she clenched her hands into tight fists as she looked at him.
"You actually think I'd go farther with him then I have with you? Come on, use your head Draco. How many times have I ranted on about how
much I hate him?"
He forced himself to stop thinking about her betraying him and thought clearly for a moment. He had seen the hatred boiling in her eyes many times
before when she had spoken about Smoke and even in the beginning of the year she had not gotten that look of such fierce hatred when she had
insulted him. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, then slowly wrapped an arm around her waist.
"I don't believe what he said Hermione. I know you wouldn't do that."
Mynee patted his shoulder gently and twisted out of his arm. She walked menacingly towards Smoke, her cinnamon eyes starting to melt into a
bloody crimson. When she was a foot away from him, she brought her fist back and slammed it into his face.
"You fucking bastard!" She shrieked. "Stay the hell outta my fucking life! I am never gonna be with you! Get that into your fucking head!"
The shop owner, who had been watching in slight amusement, clapped his hands to get the three adolescent's attention.
"Right, you three can carry on your little brawl outside meh shop, got it?"
They hardly heard him. Smoke cradled his freely bleeding nose in his hand and glared at Hermione with barely controlled rage. "I will have you, you
little whore. You can bet your pretty little ass on that. This is only the beginning!"
He turned on his heel and strode out of the bookstore, cursing violently. Mynee sighed quietly and shook her head.
"I hate that bastard...Promise me Draco you'll never believe anything he says about me? It won't be true..."
Draco smiled warmly to her and wrapped his arms about her tightly, pulling her into his warm embrace. For a moment they forgot that they were in
a dusty little bookstore in some dark corner of Hogsmeade and were transported to a world where there weren't people trying to ruin their
relationship or a whole load of the living dead putting all their hopes upon her already stooped shoulders.
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WARNING: The word FORNICATION is used in this chapter...titters I hope all of you know what that means; most of my friends don't...
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dyth: smirks evilly Which wand?
Tigoamy: Hehe, I wouldn't have told you anyway.
YamiClara: I will!!
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Jessi: I won't!
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Merlin's Diary, Chapter Nineteen
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The first month of school melted away, leaving a glorious October. As the weather darkened, Hogwarts brightened, looking like a beacon of
warmth from the chilly Quidditch pitch. Mynee shivered and huddled beneath her cloak a top her broom. The game against Ravenclaw was a week
away, and Smoke had them practicing hard. She snorted as she watched him flutter about the field, hitting the bludgers like there was no
tomorrow. He, luckily, had not come on to her again since that horrible first practice and for that she was glad. The snitch was fluttering close by,
a faintly musical chiming coming every time it fluttered its tiny wings. Never before had she heard this, deciding it was a plus of her enhanced
hearing. At least, that is what she hoped. That slightly annoying voice that claimed to be apart of her always seemed to try and bother her during
practice or right before she went to sleep. It must have thought she was the most vulnerable then. She smiled slightly towards Furion as he flew
up next to her.
"Hello there, having fun yet luv?" He asked his tone light and cheerful.
She turned dancing eye onto him. "Of course! You know how much I just love sitting fifty meters up in the air freezing my ass off!"
The two of them chuckled softly until Mynee's brow crinkled as she watched Smoke with angry eyes.
"What do you think I should do to him if he tried to get into my knickers again?"
"You could always kill him..."
A slightly troubled look came across her face as she shook her head.
"No, to conspicuous...Something slower then death...Perhaps a very, very painful castration or something."
He shuddered and put a few feet between them.
"Please remind me to never get on your bad side, okay?"
Mynee laughed softly and leaned across the few feet between them. She smirked to him then smacked his arm hard.
"You bastard...I'm not that bad. I just don't think he should be allowed to procreate if he tries to shag me again! I think that's fair enough."
A muttering dark leather ball went soaring past her, a gust of wind rushing past her ear. She nearly fell off her broom and clung on for dear life,
glowering down at Smoke.
"Why'd you that for Smoke??"
"This isn't ladies tea Hermione! You're supposed to be looking for the snitch! Oi, Montague! Get your arse back down here and score some goals!"
Furion rolled his eyes and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "Catch you later luv, don't fall off your broom when your bum get bitten by good ol'
Frosty Knickers."
"Little bastard...Get your ass back down there before I beat you over the head with...a...a...damnit, can't think of anything..."
He laughed and pointed the tip of his broom downwards, soaring towards his fellow chasers. The corners of her lips rose in a slight smile as she
watched her friend. She scrubbed a hand against her face and then plucked the snitch out of the air. She glared furiously at the little golden ball
and started shaking it. She found herself become strangely pleased when the chiming noise coming from it took on a slightly panicked ring to it.
'Torturing inanimate objects now?'
"Oh bugger!" She shrieked quietly and stopped waving her hand about. "What the fuck do you want now?"
'Does apart of you really need a reason to talk to you now?'
"How many times do we have to go over this?? You. Are. Not. A. Part. Of. Me. Get it you stupid idgit??"
'I don't understand why you keep insisting that when it is painfully obvious that we are one being?'
Mynee, with her free hand, pinched the bridge of her nose as she tried to keep the migraine at bay. She unconsciously inhaled deeply several times
before speaking quietly.
"Get the fuck outta my head! The only thing painful is my headache. Get the hell away from me and leave me alone." She hissed.
An audible snort sounded in her head and then the strange feeling of someone seriously inhabiting her personal space disappeared. She shivered
horribly as she felt the cold one again leeching away what little heat she had managed to store in her bones. She was hungry and craved the
feeling of being properly warm that she would get if her belly was filled with salty human blood...She shook her head and turned her attention down
to the people below her. Everybody was landing and Furion was motioning furiously to her. She smiled and shot down to the ground, eager to leave
the frigid outdoors and get inside.
Mynee pulled her comforter tighter around her shoulders and hit her boyfriend over the head with her wand for the umpteenth time.
"Stupid git! This is why I don't talk to you! You just make fun of me!"
"B-But...A b-birth?" He choked, barely able to speak through biting back laughter.
She groaned and pulled part of her blanket up so it covered half of her face. She jabbed him in the ribs and scowled darkly. "The woman looked
kinda like me...The baby had dirty blond hair...I thought you should know!"
"Have you had dreams like this before?"
"Lucid dreaming?"
"Yes and the whole recognizing people thing."
"Yeah...I have them all the time, just the stuff I dream doesn't really come true. You think this is just some deranged wandering of my mind?"
"Most likely...Could it be a fantasy that you secretly want my..."
"Shut up. Just because the babe had blonde hair doesn't mean it's your baby."
Draco's mouth drew into a line at her comment and a brow rose slightly as he looked at her with and incredulous stare. "But it does sound quite like
what a child of ours would look like Hermione."
"Which is what scares me!"
"What? Why would it scare you?"
"The idea of you procreating is terrifying my dear."
"It's just as scary as you fornicating."
She let out a soft giggle which was completely unlike her. "You know, I would be 'fornicating' with you. You understand that, correct?"
They looked at each other for a moment then she burst into laughter. He on the other hand decided he definitely would not mind shagging the
angel personification before him. Nor would he mind having a child by her either...He was snapped out of his thoughts by a wand tip being jammed
into the tender flesh between his ribs.
"Oi, Malfoy, don't space out when I'm talking to you! Especially when it's about the Hogsmeade trip tomorrow."
"There's a Hogsmeade outing tomorrow?"
"Yes you twit...If you had even looked at the notice board in the common room you would have seen it."
"Why would I bother with that? You'd just tell me anyway..."
"Insufferable prick."
"PMSing cow."
"Oh!" She squeaked. "You BASTARD!" She shrieked and grabbed one of her pillows. She glared at him menacingly and brandished it. "Take that
fucking well back before I duff you up."
"I believe the correct terminology is beating me up luv. You can only duff up another girl."
"Exactly my point pet."
"I'm not a girl!" He shrieked, sounding exactly like a girl.
Mynee laughed evilly and smacked him hard with the pillow. "Take." Smack. "That." Smack. "Back." Smack, smack.
Draco yelled and covered his head with his hands, curling up on the foot of her bed in a feeble gesture of protection.
"I take it back! I take it back! Stop hitting me you insane bint!"
"Don't call me a bint! And don't you ever accuse me of PMSing you hormone crazed teenager! I will cut off all the bloody snogging privileges!"
He looked at her in horror and raced his head from where he had pressed it into the sheet. "I will never accuse you again on great and wonderful
woman!"
She looked at him and snorted. "Riight...I'll just remind you about this little agreement next time you make a rude joke when I'm on my period."
She glowered at her boyfriend the quickly kicked him off her bed which was a feat no mortal could do easily.
"Leave now man whore, I need my beauty sleep."
"Man whore? Since when am I a man whore?"
"Since I said you were one. Now go!"
He simply laughed and patted the part of her foot that was peeking out from the edge of her dark cover. "Right, see you in the morning luv. We're
going to Hogsmeade!"
Mynee woke up the next morning and stared lazily up at the ceiling of her canopy. Even though it was the first Hogsmeade visit of the year,
she did not really want to eject herself from her deliciously warm cocoon of blankets. She was so comfortable she could just drift right back to
sleep...The alarm clock beside her bed rang viciously and she groaned as its mechanical chimes pounded her temples almost victoriously. It figured
that she had to set the stupid thing to make sure she would get up. She slid a hand out from beneath her blankets and mercilessly beat the top of
the clock in her quest to find the snooze button. It would not hurt to sleep for another hour or two...Except that stupid piece of muggle electronics
mixed with a very annoying spell had a different idea entirely. It kept on chiming in a disgustingly cheerful way until she let out an angry groan and
rolled out of her bed. She hit the floor hard and groaned again, hitting one of her fists against the carpet. She hated the mornings.
"Stupid morning. Stupid clock. Stupid sun! Why can't I just sleep all the time? Why can't I be a...Oh wait, I already am one of those little fuckers.
Can't wish to be one of them now. Damnit...Draco get your ass outta the shower so I can get in there!" During her morning tirade, she had
wandered over to the bathroom door and opened it; she had nearly passed out from the amounts of hot steam wafting out of the room.
"What luv? I can't hear your over the all this lovely hot water!"
"You better not use it all up!" She hollered crankily.
"What was that? Use all of the hot water up? I'll gladly do so!"
"No!" She shrieked, "Do not use all of the hot water up you bastard! I need to take a damn shower before we go to Hogsmeade!"
"Then get on with it woman and stop badgering at me!"
"You can hear me you fucking wanker!" She screeched.
Draco peeked his very wet dark gold head out of the shower door and smirked at her, revealing those perfectly straight and white teeth.
"Guilty as charged luv. If you aren't going to leave the bathroom, at least turn around so I can get out and vacate the premises."
"What if I don't want to turn around?"
His smirk widened and rapidly his torso followed his head as he began to exact the stall. Now Mynee was no blushing little innocent girl, but she
certainitly did not want to she her boyfriend naked right then and there. She let out a soft squeak and whirled around simultaneously clamping her
hands over her eyes. She tried to ignore the little voice in the back of her head telling her how much she really did want to see him in his birthday
suit.
"My eyes, they burn!"
He just snorted and strode out of the shower room. There was no talking to her in the morning. She would just scowl and flick him off he tried to
start a conversation. He snorted to himself and started collecting the clothes he was going to wear that day.
Mynee turned cautiously when she heard a door slam shut and let out a soft sigh of relief when she saw the bathroom was empty. She
rubbed a hand across her face and then walked sleepily towards the sink. She made a face at herself in the mirror, scowling at her bushy hair and
blood shot eyes. She looked like the living dead. For a moment her mind was silent, and then she let out a soft chuckle. She was the living
dead...Twice in about five minutes she forgot what she was. She shook her head slowly and attacked her mouth with a toothbrush loaded with
mintyness. When she had spat into the porcelain bowl for the final time and had washed off her toothbrush, she trudged over to the shower. When
she was right in front of the door she shrugged out of her oversized shirt and shorts and stepped inside. The moment the glass door was shut, she
switched the taps on and let out an appreciative sigh. There was nothing better then a hot shower in the morning...
'Except for a quick romp...' Some treacherous part of her mind whispered.
She let out a soft squeak and forced her mind to become empty so all of those thoughts would disappear, at least for the mean time.
An hour later Mynee was sprawled out on one of the black couches, her eyes half closed. Draco was still in his room, doing in hair and
Goddess knows what else. She groaned quietly and ran a hand through her reddish hair and glared at the stairwell.
"Malfoy! Get your arse down here right now!"
Moments later a voice tumbled to her ears. "But Graaaaaanger, I'm gelling my haaaaaair..."
"Don't you know that's bad for your hair you brainless git?? You hair will fall out by the time your twenty five!"
"That's not true!"
She snorted quietly and seconds later he strolled down the stairs, his golden hair hanging in his eyes.
"So you decided to take my advice?"
"No...Decided not to gel it back..."
"Of course you did." Sarcasm laid thickly in her voice.
He scowled at her and fastened his cloak around his neck. She got up and flicked her hair over her shoulder, slapping his face 'accidentally' with
the tips. She smirked to him and strode out of the common room, knowing he would follow.
Mynee stared vacantly at the book behind the big shop window. She desperately wanted to go in, but she could see Smoke farting around
in there and he did not seem like he would be leaving any time soon. She sighed quietly and jumped visibly when Draco wrapped his arms around
her waist.
"Hello..."
"Blegh, you butt munch."
"A what?"
"Nevermind."
"Right...Why are you looked at the shop with such want, but not going in?"
"Err...Well, you see the thing is, someone who finds me attractive is in there, but I hate him. He makes me feel uncomfortable and I'd rather not go
in..."
"Don't worry, I'll go in with you."
She smiled weakly up to him and let him lead her into the book shop. The moment that musty smell hit her she completely forgot about Smoke and
simply strode to the nearest case of tomes. He watched her fondly for a moment then walked to a different part of the store. Mynee ran a finger
over the spines as she searched for a particular one. For some time she had been looking for a book on her people's past in hopes of become more
knowledgeable before the time came when she would meat Nikolas. She had scoured the Hogwarts library and she hoped she would be able to find
something here. A loose thread caught her nail and she blinked slowly at the book. She pulled it out from the case and gingerly touched the cover.
It was a strange combination of dragon leather and a peculiar luminescent substance that glowed softly in the half gloom of the store. As she ran
her palm over the cover, her thumb gently touched a tiny groove in the bottom corner. The good sized volume suddenly began to glow much
brighter and she quickly closed her eyes to avoid any pain. When the light cleared her jaw dropped when she saw what had happened to the
peculiar book. Embossed in lovely dark gold writing in the top right hand corner was her name in fancy cursive. In the middle of the cover was the
simple word, Diary in the same writing as her name. Her brow furrowed and she tried to shove the book back into the case. She did not trust magic
like that. At least, she would have shoved the book back if it did not seem like it had glued itself to her hands. Mynee let out an angry hiss and
strode out from behind the large book case and towards the checkout counter. He took in her furious look and raised a brow slightly.
"Miss?"
"This," Shake "Bloody," Shake "Buggery," Shake "Book," Shake, "Won't get off my hand!"
The man took the hand that had the book stuck it and smiled when he saw the cover. He turned his wrinkled face up to her, the corners of his
eyes crinkled into crow's feet.
"The book has found its master, mistress in this case."
"What?" Even her profound knowledge could not allow her to understand what he was talking about.
"Merlin fathered a single child, a girl. She was one of the greatest prophetesses our world has ever seen, she for saw the need for a certain
number of special diaries that would aid the greatest minds of the Wizarding World. It is said that when master or mistress of the book writes on a
special page, her spirit talks back to them."
She raised a brow slightly. "I have never heard that Merlin had a child. How do I know you aren't just making this up to get me to bye this book?"
"Well, I am not going to sell it to you Miss Granger."
"If you aren't going to sell it to me, then why did you just give me its buggery history?"
"Because I'm going to give it to you free of charge. It's not my place to charge you for something that was specifically made for you almost two
centuries ago."
Mynee looked at him and saw that he meant what he was saying. She pursed her lips momentarily and then nodded slowly. To her surprise the
book dropped from her hand onto the counter, looking deceivingly innocent.
"It figures that you got one Miss Granger. You are the brightest mind Hogwarts has seen in almost a century."
She smiled weakly to the shop keeper and shoved the book into a pocket of her robes. "Th-Thank you sir."
She turned on her heel and marched over to where Draco was standing, looking at a shelf filled with children's books. She snorted quietly and
tapped his shoulder, returning the favour of freaking him out.
"I know how interesting and challenging these books are for you, but I've got what I wanted and I'd quite like to go to Honeydukes before we have
to get back to the castle."
"So, Hermione...You'll go out with him but not with me?"
Mynee stiffened at that voice and dug her nails into Draco's shoulder. He saw the momentary panic flood onto his girlfriend's face and he switched
their positions quickly, so he was shielding her body from site with his own.
"Yeah Smoke, she'll got out with me, her boyfriend, but not with you."
The Hufflepuff looked at him with a sneer on his face and then let his gaze rest on the livid girl behind him.
"I can't believe you have the heart to brush me off like this Hermione! After all we've done together! I thought I meant more to you!"
Draco felt the cold hand of jealously descend upon his heart. He turned his head slightly to let his emotionless eyes rest on the face of his
'girlfriend'.
"What is he talking about Hermione?"
Her brown eyes flashed dangerously and she clenched her hands into tight fists as she looked at him.
"You actually think I'd go farther with him then I have with you? Come on, use your head Draco. How many times have I ranted on about how
much I hate him?"
He forced himself to stop thinking about her betraying him and thought clearly for a moment. He had seen the hatred boiling in her eyes many times
before when she had spoken about Smoke and even in the beginning of the year she had not gotten that look of such fierce hatred when she had
insulted him. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, then slowly wrapped an arm around her waist.
"I don't believe what he said Hermione. I know you wouldn't do that."
Mynee patted his shoulder gently and twisted out of his arm. She walked menacingly towards Smoke, her cinnamon eyes starting to melt into a
bloody crimson. When she was a foot away from him, she brought her fist back and slammed it into his face.
"You fucking bastard!" She shrieked. "Stay the hell outta my fucking life! I am never gonna be with you! Get that into your fucking head!"
The shop owner, who had been watching in slight amusement, clapped his hands to get the three adolescent's attention.
"Right, you three can carry on your little brawl outside meh shop, got it?"
They hardly heard him. Smoke cradled his freely bleeding nose in his hand and glared at Hermione with barely controlled rage. "I will have you, you
little whore. You can bet your pretty little ass on that. This is only the beginning!"
He turned on his heel and strode out of the bookstore, cursing violently. Mynee sighed quietly and shook her head.
"I hate that bastard...Promise me Draco you'll never believe anything he says about me? It won't be true..."
Draco smiled warmly to her and wrapped his arms about her tightly, pulling her into his warm embrace. For a moment they forgot that they were in
a dusty little bookstore in some dark corner of Hogsmeade and were transported to a world where there weren't people trying to ruin their
relationship or a whole load of the living dead putting all their hopes upon her already stooped shoulders.
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BAD SMOKE! BAD! I don't like him...Ya know, he wasn't supposed to even show up in the bookshop...Damn him in my mind! Damn his part in this story...He should just die. May I see a show of hands for anybody who thinks Smoke should be killed off in the next episode? Anyone?? REVIEW
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Your Lord and Master;
Foamy the Squirrel