Til Death Do Us Part
Chapter Two: Hermione
A/N: Sorry that the opening chapter was so short. But I promise to add as much extra details as I possibly can! I currently have up to Chapter Seven written of this story but I am on a break/Writers Block...It's just kind of annoying to write. But I promise to keep working on it and finish it for you so I can upload my 3rd story!!! YAY!
Note to 'Not Everything is Perfect' readers: Due to popular demand (like 2 people -winks-) I will be updating tomorrow (August 24th). Thank you for all of your susport with that story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of it's characters. The matters are to be brought up with JK Rowling. Thanks.
What should I do? Should I talk to someone? Well, I can't talk to any Slytherins that for sure. Perhaps Potter and his gang... Draco thought while pacing the Slytherin Commonroon. It had been 2 days since he saw that boy with the camera. And those days inbetween just seemed to have floated by. Draco was so confused about the dream. Although he did not continue to have the same dream. So, he finally decided that, as much as he didn't want to, he would go and confront Potter, Weasley, and Granger about his dilemma.
As he was going to try and find them, he heard laughing and noises coming from around the corner of the hall.
"You should have seen yourself , Ron!" A girl's voice exclaimed.
"Oh bloody hell! It wasn't that funny! Will you two shut up?" An embarassed Ron replied. They came around the corner reveiling themselves as just the three people he was looking for.
Now face-to-face with Draco he spoke (as nicely as he could), "Potter..."
"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry replied, giving Draco a deathly look that meant, don't-mess-with-us.
"Well...I needed to talk to the three of you about something...I know this sounds er- weird and all."
"Just leave us alone." Ron groaned. Harry and Ron started down the other side of the hall way. Hermione stood there; She turned to follow, but Draco called for her.
"Hermione...please, will you listen to me?"
Hermione's expression looked as if he had called her the most horrible name in the world. But it was quickly replaced by one of curiosity.
"Hermione? What's wrong? Come on!" Harry shouted from down the hall.
"Right!" She said back. "Erm...sorry." she turned the corner leaving Draco standing there.
"Well that went well!"
Back in the Gryffindor Commonroom Hermione was sitting in a big red arm chair. She was staring into the familiar fire, which she had had many surprises from, including many visits from Sirius, and her frst kiss with Ron (they were no longer going out). What had Draco wanted? Why had he been so nice? And why, WHY, had he said my name?! Usually it's just 'Granger' or 'Mud-blood'. Hermione thought to herself.
At about one o'clock in the morning, Hermione finally went up to her dormitry, leaving a half asleep Harry, and an already asleep Ron behind. She had decided that tomorrow, after Potions, she would set up a time to talk to Draco. But it had to be quick because Hermione didn't want to be near that foul git. He was horrible to her and her friends and she didn't want to be the least bit associated with him.
The next morning Hermione met Harry and Ron in the commonroon and went with them to breakfast; She sat across from them as she always had. It was rather quiet between the three of them. Ron decided to break the silence. "You heard when Quidditch is starting, mate?" Ron asked, yawning.
"'Bout three weeks." Harry mumbled.
Hermione stirred her food around and finally decided to just leave for Potions. She exited the Great Hall and circled the corridors until class started.
"Turn to page 457." Came the errie voice of Professor Snape, the greasy haired Potions Master that nobody but the Slytherins' really favored (he was after all, their Head of House).
Hermione, Ron, and Harry had picked their table in the back of the room and opened their books. They could tell by the topic ('Lying? Not with this potion you aren't!') that this was going to be a boring lesson. Hermione took out her notebook as Snape started flicking his wand towards the board, revealing their directions for the day.
She quickly copied it down and got to work on the first assignment (Read chapter 9). She glanced over to her left to see Ron writing a note on a peice of parchment to Harry, who was on her right. Hermione nudged him lightly and noded towards the board. He just shrugged and continued to write. She scowled and went back to her reading.
After Hermione had finished her reading they had 45 minutes left of the class to make their 'Truth Potion'. Harry and Ron were now looking over to Hermione for answers to their questions, some very stupid ("What are we susposed to be doing?" Harry asked. "Look at the board!" Hermione shot.). So, once they had finally collected all of the right ingredients, they (or more so Hermione) brewed the potion.
Finally finished, Harry presented a small viel to Snape. "Tisk...tisk...Potter, how many times do I have to tell you that if Miss Granger does your work you will get no credit?"
"But Professor we did-"
"10 points from Gryffindor for arguing with the teacher and not participating in your assignment, I suggest you get back to your seat and try this on someone before the bell rings or you all three will be getting zero points for the day." He sneered. Harry clentched his fists as he heard Malfoy, Crab, Goyle, and Pansy trying to supress fits of laughtner. He returned to his seat and practicly threw the viel at Ron. "Go on, you read him! One of us as to drink this!"
Ron, knowing not to toy with Harry's temper, glanced over at Hermione. "You take it! I made it!" Ron took the cork out and drank the greenish liquid. After a couple of seconds Hermione started talking to Ron; Harry had calmed down as to he wanted to ask Ron questions.
"Alright, in order to know if it's worked I will need to ask you a question that you would not want to tell us, or anyone for that matter." She smiled devilishly.
"No! Why can't you just ask me a question. I don't want to do this!"
"Too bad; Harry ask Ron a question you want to know."
"Okay...umm...Ohh I got a good one; What are you doing at night that makes you make those sounds?" He smirked.
"Harry! You git!" Ron's face had now matched the color of his hair, along with his ears.
"Sorry mate. I was only joking. You don't have to answer it."
"And I prefer you not..." Hermione mumbled. "Well if your just going to mess around with him I will proceed to ask him questions! When was the last time you wet the bed?"
"Erm..." He shut his eyes, probably to try and refrain from talking. But he blurted, "Two years ago."
"Ha ha!" Hermione laughed along with Harry.
"Oh come off it! I might have been 14 but I had too much butterbear that night! And that's the truth! Duh!"
"Oh..right, the potion. Sorry Ron. Next question; What was the last dream you had?"
"Hah! Not personal! I was playing Quidditch with some girl and she was kicking my arse...Quite good, she was. Looked sort of like you 'Mione."
"Okay..one more question then, that's all we have time for 'coz then we have to clean up our mess and leave." She paused to look at Harry, "Want to ask him the last question?"
"Sure; Who was your last fantasy about?"
"Why must all of your questions be preverted?!" Hermione pretended to gag.
"Damn you Harry! I wish you weren't here for this one, Hermione." He blushed. "It was about you."
"Ugh! Ron! You know that didn't work out!" She whispered. "Don't tell me your still wanking off to memories of me?"
"Wanking off?" Harry practically fell off of his chair laughing. "So that's what those noises are!"
Ron groaned and sunk into his chair. "I really loathe you two for doing this to me.."
After they had gotten dismissed, Harry was still teasing Ron when they got into the hallway ("That's what I'll get you for Christmas! A picture of Hermione!"). She stopped to look for Draco in the crowd of 6th years.
"You coming Hermione?" Harry asked.
"You...you guyes go ahead." She replied distractedly. "I need to talk to someone..."
"Okay. We'll see you back in the commonroom then."
Hermione looked around a bit more and then finally spotted his platinum blonde hair. "Draco!" She shouted. "Can I talk to you real quick?"
"What do you want, Granger?" Draco replied, following Hermione out of the crowd.
"About yesterday, well I want to know what you needed to talk to us about."
"Alright, fine. But I'm just talking to you because well...I'll tell you when we meet. But I don't want to make a habbit of it. That's all I need to be associating with you three."
She gave a weird sort of look and then said, "Meet? Okay...well how about the Prefects bathroom at 7:00 tonight? And just so you know, Malfoy. I would rather be choking slugs than talking to you!" Hermione gave Draco a mean smile and walked away.
"Weasley could help you there!" Draco called.
A/N: OMG!!!! ITS-IT'S- LONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -cries- YAYAYAYAAYAYAYAAYAYAAYAY! GO ME!! GO! GO! GO ME!!! -dances- -cough- Anyways, REVIEW!!! lol it's kinda funny...the Truth Potion thingy..yepyep. kk well thats about it..hmmm....yea..thats it..I will do shout outsz in like the next chapter or so...BYE!!!!