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Chapter 2:
Professor Albus Dumbledore's office was no ordinary office. It was a gigantic circular room with shelves-upon-shelves filled with gizmos and gadgets of all kinds. Sneakoscopes of all sizes to magical mirrors and knives. Along the walls there were pictures of the past Headmasters and Headmistresses. In the middle of the room was Dumbledore's desk. A beautiful wood desk that had the most magnificent chair sitting behind. The desk had papers-piled-on-papers and a bag of muggle sweets: lemon drops. The chair was occupied by non-other than the wise headmaster himself.
The door opened to reveal the slightly annoyed Draco Malfoy. Malfoy closed the door behind him and sat down.
"And where is Miss Granger?" Dumbledore asked.
As if on cue Hermione Granger walked in. "You could have held the door open for me" she said giving him the dirtiest look she could manage. She took her chair and moved it over a little before sitting.
"Well now that we are all here I would like to talk to you about a couple of things. First, I would like to know how things are working between you to," both kids just stifled a snort "I am guessing known then?" the old man asked. They both nodded yes. "Very well then. Now Second, I would like you two to do your evening rounds together," he said with a twinkle in his eye.
At those words both Hermione and Draco jumped out of their seats. "Professor you cant"
"I don't want to spend anymore time with her than I already have to!"
"And you think I want to spend anymore time with you!"
All Dumbledore did was put is hand up and both Heads fell silent. "I will do as I wish, times are becoming more and more dangerous and I do not want you two walking around these halls by yourselves, do you understand?" Hermione and Draco both nodded yes. "You will meet in the entrance hall at nine, that is all, you may go"
As they both reached the door Dumbledore spoke once more "and keep in mind that I will now if you don't" with that the two enraged teens left.
"WHAT!!!!" Ron yelled from our comfy seats in the common room. Many heads turned our way and Ron blushed. Ron had flaming red hair just like everyone else in his family. He was the tallest of Hermione and her friends. He was skinny and lanky, with pointed features.
"Yeah, I have to patrol the halls with him." I said sulkily, "As if I don't get enough of him during the day, I have an extra 3 hours to add to it."
"He said times are getting more and more dangerous? Doesn't he realize who Malfoy is? I mean he could do something to you in the hall" Harry asked. Harry had black untidy hair just like his father's. Harry happened to look exactly like his father except for one thing: his eyes. Harry's eyes were a beautiful emerald green just like his mother's.
"Oh thanks Harry, that makes me feel better," all he did was blush.
"O come on Harry, he trusts that git Snape, what makes you think that he isn't going to trust Malfoy?"
"Would you stop it about Snape. hasn't he proven that he is loyal to," she lowered her voice, "the order?"
"I don't care he is a nasty, slimy haired, git! Plus I bet he is just waiting for the most opportune moment to backstab us!"
"You can be so thick Ron, you know that!"
Harry sat staring as his best friends once again started fighting. He knew Ron liked Hermione, but did he have to show her his feelings this way. He was always hitting her pressure points at the wrong time.
"I am not thick!'
"Well you sure do act like it!" Both Ron and Hermione were standing up by now. "I am gonna go rest before I have to patrol the halls, good night!" and with that Hermione stormed up to her dorms.
"You know Ron she has a point"
"Oh, shut up Harry." Ron replied throwing a pillow at his best friend.
Hermione walked down to the entrance hall an hour later regretting every step she took. As she past a window she noticed once again something moving in the forest just beyond Hagrid's hut. "What is that?" Hermione once again asked herself.
"Still talking to yourself? Are you sure I shouldn't have Dumbledore replace you and make sure you aren't going crazy, Mudblood?" Malfoy asked with hate written in his every word.
"Put a sock in it Malfoy," Hermione replied shortly, "Ugh, let's just get this over with."
Author's Note: There we go. Another chapter down. Thanks to the two of you who replied I am not online at the moment and cant thank you personally, so sorry I am glad you both like the stories and hope that you continue reading, along with the rest of you!
Chapter 2:
Professor Albus Dumbledore's office was no ordinary office. It was a gigantic circular room with shelves-upon-shelves filled with gizmos and gadgets of all kinds. Sneakoscopes of all sizes to magical mirrors and knives. Along the walls there were pictures of the past Headmasters and Headmistresses. In the middle of the room was Dumbledore's desk. A beautiful wood desk that had the most magnificent chair sitting behind. The desk had papers-piled-on-papers and a bag of muggle sweets: lemon drops. The chair was occupied by non-other than the wise headmaster himself.
The door opened to reveal the slightly annoyed Draco Malfoy. Malfoy closed the door behind him and sat down.
"And where is Miss Granger?" Dumbledore asked.
As if on cue Hermione Granger walked in. "You could have held the door open for me" she said giving him the dirtiest look she could manage. She took her chair and moved it over a little before sitting.
"Well now that we are all here I would like to talk to you about a couple of things. First, I would like to know how things are working between you to," both kids just stifled a snort "I am guessing known then?" the old man asked. They both nodded yes. "Very well then. Now Second, I would like you two to do your evening rounds together," he said with a twinkle in his eye.
At those words both Hermione and Draco jumped out of their seats. "Professor you cant"
"I don't want to spend anymore time with her than I already have to!"
"And you think I want to spend anymore time with you!"
All Dumbledore did was put is hand up and both Heads fell silent. "I will do as I wish, times are becoming more and more dangerous and I do not want you two walking around these halls by yourselves, do you understand?" Hermione and Draco both nodded yes. "You will meet in the entrance hall at nine, that is all, you may go"
As they both reached the door Dumbledore spoke once more "and keep in mind that I will now if you don't" with that the two enraged teens left.
"WHAT!!!!" Ron yelled from our comfy seats in the common room. Many heads turned our way and Ron blushed. Ron had flaming red hair just like everyone else in his family. He was the tallest of Hermione and her friends. He was skinny and lanky, with pointed features.
"Yeah, I have to patrol the halls with him." I said sulkily, "As if I don't get enough of him during the day, I have an extra 3 hours to add to it."
"He said times are getting more and more dangerous? Doesn't he realize who Malfoy is? I mean he could do something to you in the hall" Harry asked. Harry had black untidy hair just like his father's. Harry happened to look exactly like his father except for one thing: his eyes. Harry's eyes were a beautiful emerald green just like his mother's.
"Oh thanks Harry, that makes me feel better," all he did was blush.
"O come on Harry, he trusts that git Snape, what makes you think that he isn't going to trust Malfoy?"
"Would you stop it about Snape. hasn't he proven that he is loyal to," she lowered her voice, "the order?"
"I don't care he is a nasty, slimy haired, git! Plus I bet he is just waiting for the most opportune moment to backstab us!"
"You can be so thick Ron, you know that!"
Harry sat staring as his best friends once again started fighting. He knew Ron liked Hermione, but did he have to show her his feelings this way. He was always hitting her pressure points at the wrong time.
"I am not thick!'
"Well you sure do act like it!" Both Ron and Hermione were standing up by now. "I am gonna go rest before I have to patrol the halls, good night!" and with that Hermione stormed up to her dorms.
"You know Ron she has a point"
"Oh, shut up Harry." Ron replied throwing a pillow at his best friend.
Hermione walked down to the entrance hall an hour later regretting every step she took. As she past a window she noticed once again something moving in the forest just beyond Hagrid's hut. "What is that?" Hermione once again asked herself.
"Still talking to yourself? Are you sure I shouldn't have Dumbledore replace you and make sure you aren't going crazy, Mudblood?" Malfoy asked with hate written in his every word.
"Put a sock in it Malfoy," Hermione replied shortly, "Ugh, let's just get this over with."
Author's Note: There we go. Another chapter down. Thanks to the two of you who replied I am not online at the moment and cant thank you personally, so sorry I am glad you both like the stories and hope that you continue reading, along with the rest of you!