Everyone turned to stare at the new temporary center of attention...Hermione Granger.
"Class dismissed!" Snape snapped at the students. They either didn't hear him or no one cared to pay attention, except that is, Hermione and Draco.
They both headed to the door and as soon as they left, the room, the whispers began.
"Did she really just do that? I can't believe it!" Parvarti whispered fervently to her friend, Lavender.
"Mm hmm. Whoa. I don't want to get on HER bad side." Lavender answered her, clearly awestruck.
"I SAID CLASS IS OVER! GET OUT!" yelled Snape with impatient annoyance etched across his angry face.
The class scurried out as quickly as possible so they could get away before Snape decided to start handing out detentions.
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"Well dear brother, I think it's about time that we should fulfill our mission." Fred said to George in a joking manner.
"Yes, I do believe so. We MUST carry out the plan immediately!" George told his brother in reply.
"You have the candy I presume?"
"Oh but of course! I'm not an irresponsible barbarian."
"Can't be to sure about that." Fred muttered.
Fred and George quickly apparated to Hogsmeade. It was time for their little joke. They walked up to Hogwarts while thinking of the poor ickle students who will consumer their newest invention.
They entered Hogwarts trying to look as innocent as possible incase they ran into anybody.
"We have to be quick about it. Do it and get out of here." George told Fred.
"You mean, we won't witness the show?"
"No, we can't be around when it happens."
"Oh. Alright."
They finally reached the portrait of fruit and tickled the pear.
As soon as they entered the busy room they were bombarded with house elves.
"Masters! What can we do for you, masters?"
"Well, we would like to inspect the dinner you have prepared for the students of Hogwarts." Fred said in the most professional voice he could muster.
"Yes masters. This way sirs."
"Where is the food that goes up to the Slytherin table? The house elf pointed to a table of food. "I see, and the Gryffindor table?"
"This one here masters!" said an excited house elf.
"Thank you. That is all we need of your assistance. You may presume your previous activities." Fred told the eager elves that were huddled around the twins waiting for more instructions.
As soon as the elves had busied themselves once again, Fred and George placed the candy where the plates would be, one on the Slytherin table and one on the Gryffindor table.
As soon as they had accomplished their mission they left Hogwarts as quickly as possible. They couldn't afford to have someone learn about their visit into the Hogwarts kitchen.
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Malfoy had gone through the rest of the day humiliated and shocked. He was in no mood to be messed with, but of course Pansy wouldn't stop talking to him.
"Oh Drakie! You're so sexy with a small pout on your face. Hey, do you want to go to your dorm?" She said in what she thought was a very seductive voice.
Draco only groaned and turned his back to her.
"Let's go Draco. I want to show you a good time. Drakie? Are you listening to me? Let's go to your dorm room!" Pansy screamed in his ear.
"SHUT UP PANSY! No, I don't want to ok? Leave me ALONE!" He yelled.
Pansy huffed and stormed away.
Draco decided to leave the Slytherin common room and head to the Great Hall for dinner.
It was early so no one was really there. He just sat their contemplating ways to get back at Granger...the filthy mudblood.
'That filthy mudblood! How dare she humiliate me in front of the entire class! That little wench. I'll show her!' Draco thought to himself as he banged the double doors open and walked casually over to the Slytherin table. Suddenly, he saw the Golden Trio enter the Great Hall, laughing and talking as they sat down at the table next to his.
'Oh Look! It's Potty and Weasel followed by the mudblood.' Draco thought to himself.
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"Oh Look! It's Ferret Boy!" Harry told his friends.
"Ugh. The good for nothing slime ball." Hermione muttered. She was obviously not pleased to see him.
"I'm sure he will leave you alone Mione. After potions, I don't think he wants to get you angry again." Ron assured her.
They sat down at the Gryffindor table as all the students started piling in. No one asked Hermione about the potions incident. Surprisingly not many people knew about it; Only the people who had witnessed the event.
The food appeared on the tables and everyone started to devour the food.
Hermione was surprised, to say the least, to find a piece of candy on her plate.
'Hmm... that's strange. Oh well, might as well eat it.' She thought as she popped it into her mouth. 'This tastes good.' She swallowed the candy and continued her dinner.
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'What on earth? What's this candy doing on my plate?' Malfoy asked himself. 'Oh well, I've been craving for candy anyways.' Draco ate the candy quickly while trying to savor its taste. He felt a jolt in his body but just ignored it and started eating.
Draco felt another jolt, but this time it is much, much stronger. He rested his head in his hand to calm himself.
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"Ooh...I feel funny."
"What? Are you okay Hermione?" Ron asks her worriedly.
"Drink some pumpkin juice." Harry offered.
"I don't know how I feel. I keep feeling these.. jolts.. as if something were pulling my insides." She told the two boys as she shut her eyes. As soon as she opened them everything was different.
'What?!' She was at Slytherin table! 'This is outrageous. I don't remember walking over here at all.'
"Dude are you ok? You don't look so good." A certain Blaise Zabini asked her.
"Why do you care? You hate me!" She told him rather rudely, only to find her voice sound more masculine.
"I don't hate you man. But alright." He shrugged and turned back to his food.
"Oh Drakiekins! I forgive you for what you said to me earlier!" Pansy said as she went to hug a very confused Hermione.
"Ugh! What? I'm Hermione. Get off of me now!"
"Don't be silly Drakiepooh! The mudblood's over there!" She said as she pointed to the Gryffindor table. Hermione's gaze followed Pansy's finger and she saw herself get up and face her.
Hermione's eyes widend and she screamed.
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"You want to go to the Hospital Wing?" Ron questioned Draco.
Draco quickly lifted his face out of his hands.
"Don't talk to me Weasel." Malfoy snapped at Ron.
'What the hell am I doing here? With the Gryffindors! Why is my voice so high? Oh god.' Draco asked himself.
Harry turned to Draco.
"It's ok Herms. You should go to the Hospital Wing."
This confused Draco even more. 'Herms?! I'm not that filthy mudblood!'
"Potty why don't you go shag Granger and leave me the fuck alone. You're not worth my time." Harry's eyes widen at the comment and he gawks at 'Hermione'.
Draco gets up and heads to the Slytherin table only to see himself scream.
