Chapter 21: Polyjuice Potion
I had been walking around the school when I saw Hermione running out of the castle. I looked around and saw Draco following her.
"Hermione! HERMIONE!" he called after the running girl. He began to run after her.
'Why must you run after me?' Hermione thought to herself.
'Because! Now slow down so that I may talk to you!' Draco thought, hearing her thoughts. He knew she would hear that.
'NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!' She thought to him, not slowing down. She ran around the corner, out the doors to the quidditch pitch. "BLAISE!" she called at the flying figure. "BLAISE!" the flyer quickly came down and took the girl into his arms.
Draco slowed down and looked at the couple.
"Wha-" he was about to asked her what the matter was, but she swept him in a deep, passionate, arousing kiss. Hermione pulled him under the Gryffindor bleachers.
I rushed down to the pitch to see what was going on. No daughter of mine would pull a boy under the bleachers, it's the worst place to get caught, number one, and two, NO DAUGHTER OF MINE WOULD GO UNDER THE BLEACHERS WITH A BOY!
"Cassara, what's going on?" I heard from beside me. I stopped short and fell hard on my ass, unfortunately, I rolled over on my face as I skidded down the hall. I looked up and saw Dumbledore with...oh my...NICK! I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for a hug, because public displays of affection are not allowed in the halls, bla bla bla. People know that PDA really means Paranoid Delusional Adults.
"NICK! When did you get here?" I asked him.
"Just a minute ago. I got the news that you came to Hermione." Nick said strongly.
"Umm, sorry?" I said.
"Cass, you were never one to follow the rules." He said with a smirk
"Well, you should be happy about that. If it wasn't for my breaking the rules then you would never have met or married me" I smiled.
"Well, I was wondering if he wanted to stay for a while to get acquainted with his daughter and help you with your class, seeing how you are up to protecting against demons in your class." Dumbledore said.
"I gladly accepted his offer to visit if wished by you." Nick said
"Of course, silly. I would love for you to stay. You can stay with me, is that okay professor?"
Dumbledore nodded his head lightly. I squealed with delight. I then remembered why I was running through the halls before my spaz attack.
"Oh dear, I just remembered something I must do now. I'll see you at dinner honey" before I could rush off Nick took my hand.
"No you will not." I looked at him in confusion. "I will be taking you out to dinner, just the two of us. I have not seen you in forever."
I smiled and nodded. Then I rushed off.
"Yes, you're right. We shouldn't have even read this. What do we do though? We shouldn't know this. I mean, do we tell a teacher? Because she can deny the whole thing and they would believe it like we did. But if we don't tell anyone then she might do it more. I don't want to lose her friendship, but even more I don't want to lose her." I heard Ron say as I got to them
"What are you two talking about?" I asked from behind them. They turned around and jumped.
"No one ma'am" Harry quickly said as he stuffed a green book into his bag.
"Now when did I become ma'am? I am going to ask you once more, though, because I did hear what you said, all I need is to find out the who. Who were you talking about?" I became upset. I prayed that it wasn't Hermione, though deep in my heart I knew it was.
Harry sighed. "Well, Cassara, we were rehearsing for a play that a friend of ours' wrote. She lives in America, and we'll be visiting her, so she gave us two of the parts in the play, which we shall be performing for a group of people there."
"Really? Well why didn't you want me to know?"
"Because there are only three parts and we didn't want Hermione to know about it because, um, well you tell her Ron" Harry nervously explained
"Me? Oh, yes. Me. We wanted to surprise her with it. We are working very hard." Harry nodded his head in agreement.
"Ooo-kay, well please tell Hermione when you see her that I will be out tonight, but I will see her tomorrow?"
"Of course, Cassara. Don't worry."
I slowly walked away, knowing that they were not telling the complete truth. I pushed it to the back of my mind, knowing that they would fess up if they were lying.
"Excuse me, Professor Riddle" I turned around and saw Draco.
"Yes?"
"Well, I was wondering if you could help me with a problem of mine?"
"Just go up to her and apologize" I told him
"No, I was talking about something school related"
"Oh" I began to blush "sorry. What is it?"
"Well, in potions we are concocting a ployjuice potion, but I-"
"This sounds like a question for professor Snape"
"Ma'am, not to sound rude or anything, but could I please finish my question without interruptions?"
"Sorry"
"Thank you, now I was wondering if you could ask professor Dumbledore if he can assign study groups. I am having trouble with potions at the moment and Snape would not help me. He would just say 'you are a Slytherin, boy. We do not have muggle ideas in Slytherin!'"
"Nice impression, but he is more monotone than that" I giggled
"Well, I was wondering if you could ask Dumbledore, seeing how I need help and Slytherin would crumble if I, their leader, not to sound bigheaded or anything, needed help."
"You didn't sound bigheaded at all" I said sarcastically.
"Well, will you?" he looked at me with pleading eyes
"Do you want me to tutor you instead?" I asked, knowing that he was hoping for the next generation instead.
"That is awfully kind of you professor. Is it any trouble if you do so?" he said politely
"No trouble at all. Now is it just the polyjuice potion?"
"Yes ma'am"
I told him where my room was and said to come up tomorrow after classes were over.
As soon as he walked away, I read his mind.
'Now maybe I can talk to someone who can speak with Hermione. I have to know what's going on with her. After seeing her in the forbidden forest, I don't think I know her anymore.'
I stopped. WHAT HAPPENED IN THE FORBIDDEN FOREST?
End of POV
Hermione walked up to the dorms. When she got there, she flopped onto her bed and thought about what she almost did.
'It is lucky that Harry and Ron came when they did.' She thought. 'Now where is my journal?' she tried to summon the book from her bag, being too lazy to get up, but it did not come.
Hermione jumped up and ran to her bag. She rummaged through it quickly. When she saw that it wasn't there, she went through all of her stuff, her trunk, her mattress, under her bed, everywhere!
"WHERE IS IT?" he scream was heard throughout the tower.
Everyone looked around in fear. They knew that their little Gryffindor princess could be a very bad person to mess with.
Hermione thought about the last time she saw the little book.
'Hmm, I might have dropped it when I was running from Draco. No, I saw it when I changed my clothes. Wait a minute,' "HARRY! RON!"
Everyone winced at the blood-curdling scream. They all pitied the two boys. Whatever they had done to upset her, it was bad.
Harry and Ron then walked into the common room. Everyone looked at them with somber faces.
"What's the matter?" Harry asked
"What's going on?" Ron asked Ginny.
"Well-" she began
"I KNOW YOU TWO ARE DOWN THERE! I HEARD YOU COME IN!" they heard from upstairs.
"Shit, we're dead man" Ron turned to his friend.
"Do you think she knows?" Harry asked.
"Knows what?" Ginny asked
"Genius here took and read her journal" Ron whispered to his sister.
"Ooo, you two are meat. Can I have your room Ron?"
"Shut it Ginny. Listen, we need you to do something for us" Ron said to his little sister.
"I thought you two had it!" Hermione said as she walked down the stairs.
"Did you know she could see through solid objects?" Harry quietly asked Ron.
"Neither did I, but now I know!" Hermione sighed. "Why did you guys do it?"
"What do you mean Hermione?" Harry asked. Ron turned away, too ashamed to look at her disappointed face.
Noticing everyone was staring at the three, Hermione slowly walked down the stairs to her two friends. When she reached them, she slowly took her book and walked out of the common room, holding their hands as she did so.
"What was that all about?" Seamus asked as soon as the door closed.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, now that all of the tension had left the room.
"So who wants to play a game of exploding snap?"
At the Lake
I was watching Hermione pull Blaise under the Gryffindor bleachers with disgust. No, not disgust. I don't know what I was feeling, but I did not like it.
UGH! Why do I feel this way when I think of her?
I can not! I am a Malfoy for god's sake!
Oh, there are her two buffoonic friends. I can't wait to see what happens.
I watched as the two dumbasses called for the girl. Blaise ran out through the back of the bleachers and Hermione slowly walked up to them. I was having trouble reading their lips, but I watched attentively.
Hermione walked away. Potter reached from where she emerged from under the bleachers and took out...GASP!...her journal!
Potter began to read the small green book while the Weasel paced around in front of him, ranting to himself.
After a while, they had given Hermione her bag, but continued to read her book behind her back after she left.
I was about to march up and tell them off when I heard Potter.
"Yes, you're right. We shouldn't have even read this. What do we do though? We shouldn't know this. I mean, do we tell a teacher? Because she can deny the whole thing and they would believe it like we did. But if we don't tell anyone then she might do it more. I don't want to lose her friendship, but even more I don't want to lose her." He said.
Professor Riddle then walked up behind them and asked what they were talking about. They fed her some bullshit story about rehearsing for a play in America.
They walked back into the castle after that.
I walked to the pitch and stood under one of the hoops.
I sighed, remembering when Hermione and I got into a fight right here, all because I wanted to take her to the dance!
DAMN IT!
Why cant anything in my life go right?
As soon as she asked Blaise to go out with her, I felt my heart break. It was as though she wanted to get back at me, and that was exactly what she was doing.
I slammed my fist into the pole.
OW! HOLY SHIT! MOTHER FUCKER! DAMNIT! CRAP! DAMN SHIT FUCK CRAP! DAMN SHIT FUCK CRAP! OUCH!
Voices were then coming from behind me. I turned away and saw...GASP (yet again)...Hermione. She was looking somber as she held...HER JOURNAL!
I was about to 'casually' walk past her, maybe try to strike up a conversation so I wouldn't seem so pathetic when I apologized to her, but Potter and Weasley then jogged up to her. I ran under the closest bleacher, which happened to be the closest one to them.
"Why did you do it?" Hermione said. Her voice was full of sorrow and betrayal. "Just answer me that please, and then maybe I'll be willing to speak of what you read"
"Hermione, I'm sorry" Potter said quietly. "But we just felt so out of you life right now, like you were hiding something from us and we wanted to make sure that Zabini wasn't doing anything to you"
"Well you can plainly see that what he is doing is helping-" Hermione began in an irritated voice
"No he isn't!" Weasley blurted out in an angry voice
"How would you know! Whose the mind reader here again? I think I am! You have no right telling me weather or not I'm happy!" Hermione cried out
"Hermione, he's only an excuse for an empty place in your heart. I think you know what I'm talking about, as much as I hate it!" I knew that Potter was talking about me.
"Harry," Hermione began quietly "that needs not to be brought up, especially now"
"No, I actually think that this is the perfect time for it to be brought up. You miss him and you know it. I wish I had not read your journal, but now that I know what's going on then maybe I can help" Potter said.
I looked through a small slit in the bleacher cover thing and saw Hermione fling her arms away from her body. Potter flew in one direction, and Weasley in the other. They were thrown so far off into the distance that I could not see them.
Hermione turned towards where I was, I backed up and quietly placed an invisibility charm on myself.
She walked up to next to where I was before. She conjured up a bottle of firewhiskey.
She sighed as she took a sip.
"Y'know, it's against the rules to have alcohol on the premises" I said, walking up to the distressed girl.
"I thought those were your eyes that I felt watching me," She said, not turning around. "So are you gonna make yourself visible and take a sip or not?"
"I'll make myself visible, but no on the firewhiskey, and that goes for you too" I said as I smashed the bottle to the ground.
Hermione whipped around as I became visible.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?" she shrieked.
"You" my eyes were hard and cold as I stared into the eyes of the girl in front of me. I pulled her into me and wrapped my arms around her. "What happed to the mudblood Granger I used to torment to no end? The girl who knew what was right and what was wrong." I stroked her head.
I heard a small giggle escape her lips.
"If I recall correctly, you were the one who was supposed to be in my position. I'm supposed to be the one with the drinking problem."
"I don't have a problem" she argued as she pushed herself out of my arms.
"Hermione, do you think that I don't see you when you think that no one is looking as you conjure up a bottle or a cigarette? I do. Okay? Do you know how much it takes to not grab you and kiss you out of it?"
"What?" she looked at me with her beautiful brown eyes. I felt a warm feeling in my heart.
"D-do you know how much it takes to no grab you and talk you out of it?" I said.
"No, that wasn't what you said" she wanted to smile. I heard it in her voice.
"Yes it is. Hermione, when you throw yourself at Blaise whenever I'm around, I know that you see me. I don't pity you, nor am I disgusted. I'm disappointed, because I know that you are better than that" I pulled her down to the grass and sat her on my lap and leant her head on my shoulder.
"Why are you ashamed of me?" she asked, her voice was cracking as a teardrop fell onto my shirt.
"Hermione" I sighed "That could not be farther from the truth. I just don't want anyone to think ill of you hanging out with scum like me. I know what people say about me behind my back and the girls who say that I have slept with and such. I don't want them to talk about you like that"
"That's not the whole truth. I can hear it in your voice" I kissed her forehead lightly.
"So?" she smiled as she looked up into my eyes.
I smirked as I wrapped my arms tighter around her. "So I don't want to tell you and I have a good reason for it" She looked up at me. Her innocent, brown eyes stared at me. "Fine, but this is only one more reason. And the last that I can tell you. Okay?"
"Fine, just please don't lie" she snuggled into his chest
"When I was a child, and my father found out that you were muggle born, well, thought that you were, he became, disappointed in me. Then when he found out that you beat me in every class and punched me, well he was disappointed again. If he knew that we were friends, he would not only come after me, but he would make you suffer. He would either make me watch you die or be tortured, or he would make me do it, or vice versa. I would never want that to happen to you"
"I love you Draco" Hermione moaned as she drifted off into a sleep.
"I love you too" Draco said, kissing her on the forehead.
Draco then fell asleep. The two did not wake up until the next morning at four in the morning.
"What the-shit." Draco said as he woke up, remembering the previous day's events. He turned to face the sleeping girl in his lap. "Hermione," he shook her a little.
"Mmm"
"Hermione, we have classes in four and a half hours"
"Mmm"
"You have a test in potions in five minutes"
"WHAT!" Hermione jumped up from the ground and looked around. "Wait a minute, Draco!" she (play) slapped his arm.
"What? I was just trying to get you up. Breakfast begins in like three hours." Draco said.
"Shit!" Hermione said as she remembered the past day's occurrences
"Now, who in this classroom can tell me what the polyjuice potion is capable of doing?" Snape began the lesson with.
Hermione and Draco had been able to get into their dorms and get about and hour or so before they had to begin to get ready for their first class.
Hermione's hand shot up.
"Yes Miss Granger" Snape said.
"The polyjuice potion has the ability to transform a human into another human using a bit of DNA of the human they chose to transform into." She stated in a matter-of-factly tone.
"Correct Miss Granger. I happen to have noticed that you used the word human, why?"
"The potion does not work on animals" she said in a weak voice, remembering her second year. She looked to the door, hoping that Harry and Ron would come in at that moment. They had not been at breakfast or to class yet.
'I hope I didn't hurt them' Hermione thought.
"Now class, you shall be concocting this potion. I have paired a strand of hair to each person. I obtained these hairs from the house elves, so do not be thinking that I'm a freakish stalker."
'If he hadn't said this in such a droning monotone, that would have been somewhat funny' Hermione thought to Draco. He covered his laugh with a coughing fit.
"Now, the instructions are on the board. Please begin. Because this potion takes such a long time to concoct, it shall count for one third of your grade. Begin."
Everyone was about to begin, when Snape noticed that Harry and Ron were missing.
"Miss Granger, would you mind telling me the whereabouts of misters Potter and Weasley?" Snape called out to Hermione.
"I do not know sir," she whispered, nervously thinking about her missing friends.
People began to whisper. Neville then slowly raised his hand.
"Excuse me sir, but they are in the infirmary" he squeaked.
"Ten points from Gryffindor for speaking when not spoken to." Snape said.
Forty minutes later the bell rang. A new feature had been added so that the students had fifteen minutes in between each class to get their books if they had forgotten them or to get to their class on time and an extra five minutes for a tardy bell.
Hermione grabbed her bag and walked to the door where she was met by Draco and Blaise, who was wearing a very large smile.
Blaise put his arm around Hermione's waist when she got to him. The three of them, followed by a group of Slytherins made their way out of the dungeons.
"Since it only takes five minutes to get to DADA some of us are going to hang out outside the classroom" Draco said.
"Where were you yesterday 'Mione?" Blaise asked.
Hermione glanced over at Draco and then back at Blaise. She cleared her throat "Discussing some things with Professor Riddle."
They arrived at the classroom with twenty minutes until the tardy bell rang.
"So what do you wanna do?" Blaise asked everyone.
"Well, in muggle schools when people hang out they just talk or listen to music or-" Hermione began
"I vote for the music." Someone said. Everyone agreed.
Hermione conjured an MP3 player with a c.d. she burnt in it.
Turn Me On began to play.
Hermione began to move to the beat with Blaise's arms around her. She was soon pulled to the middle of the circle that had formed by Draco. The two began to dance together. A crowd began to form. Hermione changed the song to Move Ya Body and pushed Draco out of the circle. She began to dance in the middle of the circle and sang the song. Her classmates began to cheer her on.
This continued until the first bell rang. Hermione got rid of the player and walked into the classroom.