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*~A Sticky Situation~*

~*~Alas, their eyes played no tricks; Hermione was sprawled out on the floor entangled with none other than Draco Malfoy.  ~*~

            Draco groaned and pushed Hermione off of his chest, before trying to sit up.   Unfortunately, for the blond, the girl bounced right back and knocked them both to the ground again. 

            "What gives Mudblood?  Get off!" said a rather exasperated Draco. 

            Hermione not at all liking this moaned, "I'm trying!"

            "It's not working!"

            "Well I-  Ahh!"

            Draco had shoved Hermione rather hard only to find that the moment she was flung away from him, he followed and they again ended up laying on the floor. 

            Hermione, now very put out about being squashed beneath Draco, screamed at the blond, "Get off, Ferret Face!" 

            "I can't!" was his desperate reply. 

            All the while, Neville continued to swell causing quite a distraction amongst the students.  He was slowly approaching the size of a grown elephant.  Tables were being pushed out of the way, chairs slid across the floor, cauldrons fell to the breaking, potions contents spewed everywhere.  Hermione and Draco's predicament went for the most part unnoticed. 

            Neville's head was almost touching the ceiling before Professor Snape returned with a new antidote and Madam Pomphrey. 

            "Calm down every one everything will be okay." the professor assured as he entered the room.  Of course, they had to levitate the antidote up to reach Neville's mouth which by now could have easily swallowed jar and all whole.  He was promptly escorted by Madam Pomphrey up to the hospital wing so she could examine and make sure he did not have any lasting damage. 

            When Neville had left the room, an anxious silence fell upon the students.  After a moment, the Professor snapped at the children.  "Well!  I'd be on my way if I were you, fifty points from Gryffindor for making the entire class late!"  Then he turned on his heel to start preparation for his next class, a satisfied smile playing with his twisted features. 

            Harry and Ron took one look at each other, both silently agreeing that it was best to get out before Hermione realized what had happened.  Harry, Ron, and the rest of the students filed out of the room, leaving Draco and Hermione alone on the floor of the still classroom. 

            There was a heavy silence in the room, one that neither student wanted to break.  After a moment of struggling, Draco whispered, "This is ridiculous," and in one deft movement grabbed Hermione around the waist and pulled both of them up and began to leave the classroom. 

            Hermione had barely touched her stuff before she felt a pull behind her navel drawing her toward the blond who was walking away.  Hurriedly, she grabbed her stuff, just as she lost control of her feet and went flying out of the classroom and into Draco, landing them, once again on the floor. 

            "Damn it Granger!"  Malfoy turned around sharply, glaring at Hermione. 

            "Stuff it Malfoy!" Hermione said, quite perturbed by the fact that she could not rightly explain why she kept getting hurled into Malfoy.  "Stand up."  Her voice had lost its edge and both teenagers slowly stood. 

            "Great, can I go now?"

            Hermione nodded, making sure to grab hold of the door handle before Draco started moving. 

            The blond began to walk away, but before he got fifteen feet away,  his pace had slowed almost to a halt.  Hermione had to put a death grip on the door to keep from flying forward.  Draco had stopped advancing forward himself, and now seemed to be fighting some invisible force that was hampering his progress.  Then Hermione saw that he was indeed going to do as she expected and-

            Both students went flying through the dungeon door of the potions class room crashing to the floor.  "This is getting old," whispered the brunette. 

            Before Draco could respond, a loud voice cut through the dense air. 

            "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS??" 

            Both students scrambled to their feet aware that pushing and shoving the other would do them no good. 

            "Nothing, Professor, sorry!" said Hermione, "We were just leaving."

            "Quite right," agreed Draco. 

            Snape eyed them suspiciously.  "Draco," he began "I would like to speak to you about something, come with me to my desk.  Oh, you may go Miss Granger." 

            Both teens exchanged worried glances; this was not going to work.  Draco slowly began moving towards the desk, and Hermione moved towards the door. 

            One step…okay, they were good.  Another step…oh no, be strong, it only hurts a little.  Third step…just grit your teeth, you can do it.  Four…four…fou-

            Both students went hurling at optimum speed towards each other until finally colliding in the center of the class room. 

            Snape turned around and peered through his scrutinizing eyes.  "Malfoy walk over here" he indicated his to his left, "And Grange, over there" his right. 

            They tried and once again collided.  "Interesting.  Now if you both will follow me."

            Snape began to walk out of the class.  Hermione and Draco shot each other death glares.  Neither was sure what was happening, but one thing was for sure:  any thing involving the other was the last thing they wanted to do. 

            "Mudblood!" 

            "Ferret!"

            The followed Snape to Dumbledore's office.  Dumbledore was quite surprised to see three very surly faces at the door to his office. 

            "Well what can I do for you cheery bunch?"

            "I believe sir," Snape began, his own bitter tone contrasting highly with Dumbledore's jovial one, "That young Mister Malfoy and Miss Granger have gotten themselves into quite the predicament."

            "Why what ever do you mean, Severus?"

            "Take a look Professor." 

            He stepped aside and motioned for Hermione and Draco to separate.  For the hundredth time that day, they attempted to move in separate directions only to find themselves pulled back forcefully. 

            "Much more of this and my bum will have a bruise the size of Australia," snorted the blond boy who was currently rubbing his hind quarters while standing up. 

            "Merlin knows it large enough!" Hermione snapped receiving a death glare from Draco. 

            A bemused smile came to Dumbledore's face; an accident that was more called for had never transpired.  "Dear me, how did this happen?"   he looked at the teens and so did Professor Snape. 

            The two students found their gaze resting on the floor.  Then suddenly Draco remembered, "The potion!  I never blew up!  Some one must have switched it!"

            "Lord knows the great Malfoy could never screw up a potion on his own."  Hermione got another death glare for her comment as Draco seemed to mouth something akin to 'You just wait Mudblood!' 

            "Well," said Dumbledore, clearly disturbed by the amount of tension rising between the two teens, "Seems like a Binding Potion to me.  What about you Severus?"

            "That was, what I feared Headmaster."

            Hermione looked up, "Feared?  Why feared?" 

            "Because Miss Granger," his eyes pierced her sharply, "It is still a relatively new potion, and as such does not yet have an antidote."

            Hermione's stomach sunk.  Draco screamed, "No antidote?!  You mean I am stuck to her?  FOREVER?!"  He was looking at Hermione like he wanted to throw up.  She in turn looked at him as if she were plotting his murder. 

            "Not forever Draco," Dumbledore said again interrupting their intense display of hatred, "It is temporary, and the potion will wear off with time.  If you merely had a small sip, then you might only be stuck together for a few weeks."                

            "A small sip?  A few weeks?!"  Draco's face was spread with disbelief

            "Why Mister Malfoy, how much did you drink?"          

            "A whole goblet." 

            The two professors exchanged looks.  "I think we had better arrange for more suitable living quarters."

            Snape nodded.

            "Living quarters!"  Hermione was outraged to be having to leave her friends.

            "Well you didn't very well expect to be able to live in you dorm stuck to Malfoy and all did you?"  Hermione rolled her eyes at her greasy professor.  "Manners Miss Granger, or I'll have to give you a detention!"

            "Really and will you give Malfoy one too?"

            "Hey!" said Malfoy, but he was unheard between Snape and Hermione.

            "Miss Granger!  That is blatant disrespect.  I..."

            "Now, now Severus.  Hermione has had a shocking revelation I'd imagine.  You shouldn't judge her too harshly."

            Hermione looked at Dumbledore with thanks. 

            "Come now, I know just what we will do." 

            About an hour later, Draco and Hermione found themselves in a small common room attached to a private dorm listening to Professor Dumbledore explain to them their situation. 

            "Now I trust you will be quite comfortable here, it is plenty large enough for two people.  You will receive a new class schedule in the morning as you must be in the same classes now.  Dining will have to be up to you.  If you wish to alternate sitting at each others tables, you may.  However, if you feel the need, you might wish to have your meals sent up here.  I have done some more research on this Potion, and it appears that the less you resist each other's presence, the more elbow room you will get.  This will allow you some private time in the bathroom, and more suitable sleeping arrangements.  Take heed though: there are sensors in this room that will alert all staff of any risqué behavior," pausing to look at their disgusted faces he chuckled, "But I don't think we will have to worry about that!  Any questions, you may contact me.  Best of luck!"

            Dumbledore left the two alone.  The door shut and for a long time there was an eerie silence.  Then Draco spoke. 

            "Do you have any homework left to do?"

            "No I finished it all while we were waiting in Dumbledore's office."

            "Good we'll go to be then."

            "Oh will we?  And do I get a say in this?"

            "I'm thinking no!" 

            "Well I don't want to sleep," Hermione did not feel like being told what to do, "I am going to stay right here!"  She sat down on a couch. 

            "Oh will you?" asked Draco, his grey eyes holding a malicious glint.

            Hermione picked up on this, and braced herself as Draco began to walk up the stairs to the dorm.  He grabbed the banister and pulled while Hermione clung to the couch.  In the end, Hermione, being the lighter on the two ended up springing across the room and falling on Draco.  "I win" he said rather painfully. 

            Hermione grabbed her head, "We have got to stop colliding!"  She had been tired any ways and so did not object further; although she would have preferred not to have to stand outside the bathroom door for twenty minutes while Draco prepared himself for his beauty sleep.  Of course she retaliated by actually getting a shower before spending an extra fifteen minutes preparing for bed. 

            When she finally opened the bathroom door, she stared into the vexed face of Draco Malfoy, who looked like he indeed wanted to be sleeping.  "You just had to get a shower didn't you?"

            Hermione smiled superiorly as she crossed the room to her twin-sized bed.  Draco had an identical one about half the length of the room away, both had been bolted to the floor, to prevent the potion from hindering their sleep.  Hermione laid down on her bed issuing a counterfeit "Goodnight!" 

            "'Night Mudblood!"

            Hermione rolled over in her bed and wore a successful smile as she heard Draco tumble out of his own bed onto the floor.  Then she closed her eyes and went to sleep to the sound of Draco muttering angry words that suggested Hermione should go somewhere very unpleasant. 

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