A/N: Right, thanks you lot for all the reviews for this story. Appreciated! Ok, just to answer a few questions:
- This fic's definitely going to be a Draco/Hermione fic but I might have Blaise/Hermione or even a love triangle as well.
- Um, no, Ron and Hermione are not dating each other in this fic and yeah, in this fic, he's just being overprotective.
- And, oh yeah, Harry could've used the Marauder's Map to find them but the truth is ... I actually forgot about the map. Haha, I'm pretty sheepish right about now but yeah, I'll add the map in one of the future chapters. Also, thanks to Spaced Out Space Cadet who reminded me of the map. Thanks =) As for now, enjoy this chapter.
Draco's eyes shot wide open as he heard that and he found Blaise to be right. The girl was coming towards them and she certainly did not seem happy. She must've left her friend in the middle of her conversation because she didn't seem pleased that Hermione had left her all of a sudden. Perhaps they had stared at Hermione a little too much...
Draco groaned a little. He didn't want to talk to the mudblood. Not now. Not at this time. He glared at Blaise.
"This is all your fault Zabini!" He hissed.
Blaise opened his mouth to protest but was cut off by Hermione who said angrily, "You better stop it,"
Draco pretended to look innocent. "Stop what Granger?" He asked calmly. Hermione narrowed her brown eyes at him.
"Stop staring at me - the both of you! I caught you doing it and I know you're up to something," said Hermione looking at the both of them suspiciously.
Blaise tsked tsked and shook his head rather sadly. "It's rather sad that you Gryffindors still don't trust us even when the war's over," He said.
"Nobody trusts you Slytherins," said Hermione rather coolly looking at him right in the eye. Draco shot her a dirty look and looked at Blaise. To his surprise, Blaise seemed neither angry nor offended by what the girl had just told him. In fact, he did the last thing Draco ever would've done if he were to be insulted.
Blaise smiled.
And it wasn't a cold or bitter smile. It was one of those friendly ones that warm you up rather immediately. Draco couldn't help but feel disgusted. He wasn't at all a Slytherin. The Sorting Hat must've gone mad when it sorted Blaise Zabini into Slytherin.
Hermione must've found it surprising that a Slytherin was smiling at her instead of glaring or sneering at her like most Slytherins usually do because her glare disappeared and her features softened a little.
"Oh well, I suppose nobody trusts us alot especially after the war but most of them don't really know the real us," said Blaise.
Hermione raised a brow. "The real us?" She repeated, confused. She glanced at Draco wondering if the boy had gone mad.
"We aren't as bad as you think-" started Blaise.
"Yes we are!" cut in Draco. Trust Blaise to go and ruin everything.
"We're just like you and everyone else - only we tend to be a bit rebellious," said Blaise, ignoring Draco.
Draco immediately stood to his feet. "You must excuse this poor fellow over here Granger," He said. "He's had too much pumpkin juice to drink this evening,"
Blaise folded his arms. "Really? Think I'm a nut don't you?" He asked.
"That's right Zabini. You are mad," declared Draco before Hermione could even open her mouth to reply.
"Well I'm not the loony one who trapped us all in here," said Blaise.
"What are you talking about?" asked Hermione curiously.
Blaise looked smug. "You mean you didn't hear?" He asked curiously. He had Draco looking at him curiously now.
"Hear what?" demanded Draco, his grey eyes narrowed at Blaise.
"Hear Dumbledore telling Peeves to shut us all in here personally,"
Harry and Ginny both peeked out from under the cloak. The corridors and hallways were dark and silent and only dimly lit under the candlelight. Harry was completely used to it given the fact that he had gone out after dark several times. For Ginny however, it was a different thing. She had never expected the place to be so silent and rather eerie.
Harry held out his lit wand and Ginny did the same. The two of them moved slowly and rather uncertainly searching for Ron and Hermione and at the same time, keeping their eye out for Filch or that equally annoying cat of his. They had been searching for probably over an hour now and no sign of the two of them.
Suddenly they heard a strange giggle around the corner and froze. Harry made sure that the both of them were covered properly and then peered around a corner. He found Peeves the poltergeist floating in the air seeming very happy about something.
"Professor's off his roc-ker!" sang Peeves rather off-key. "Out of his mi-ind!" Peeves then whizzed past several suits of armour nearby and then knocking them down one by one causing quite a racket.
"PEEVES!" yelled an all too familiar voice. Harry felt his stomach clench. He watched nervously and sure enough Filch appeared along the corridor along with his cat Mrs. Norris.
"Come on," whispered Harry and they both carefully avoided Filch and Mrs. Norris as they made their way past them and down to the second floor, past an empty corridor where they found themselves in front of a stone gargoyle.
"What are we doing here?" whispered Ginny even though there was no one in sight except for the two of them.
"If I can't find Ron and Hermione, then maybe Professor Dumbledore can," replied Harry, his eyes on the stone gargoyle. He frowned. "If only I know the password....,"
"Well it shouldn't be hard-" started Ginny but stopped when she heard a voice behind her saying, "What was that?"
Ginny and Harry exchanged terrified looks. They knew who that voice belonged to. And they also knew that they were about to be found out and punished!
"What is it Severus?" asked another familiar voice. The person sounded rather irritated.
"I swore I heard a student," said Snape looking suspiciously around him as he and Professor Mcgonagall made their way to the stone gargoyle. For a moment, his eyes seemed to be looking in Harry and Ginny's direction as he passed them but then his eyes wandered away.
"Severus, this is no time for any of your jokes right now," said Professor Mcgonagall rather impatiently.
"I almost do feel as if this is a joke," grumbled Snape as he glared at the stone gargoyle.
Harry frowned. What were Snape and Mcgonagall doing here at this time? Harry looked at Ginny and somehow in the darkness he could make out her confused expression.
"Well we can't be waiting out here any longer," said Professor Mcgonagall in the same impatient tone. She glanced up at the stone gargoyle.
"Peanut Spider," She said and immediately the gargoyle came to life and leapt to one side as wall behind it moved to reveal a stone staircase that was moving upwards continuously. She went in. Snape looked around him as if to make sure that no one was following him.
"Hurry up Severus!" said Professor Mcgonagall and Snape went in as well. Harry and Ginny followed him silently but not close by him afraid that they would touch him.
"Why the bloody hell would he shut us in here?" asked Draco angrily. Hermione couldn't help but wince a little as he said that as if he had just said the word 'Voldemort' but Draco barely noticed her. Instead he looked at Blaise who stood calmly before them.
"Who would shut us in here?" asked Pansy who had overheard part of their conversation. She suddenly looked at Hermione as if only noticing her. "What are you doing here mudblood? Aren't you supposed to be on the other side?" She sneered. Hermione only chose to ignore her.
"Zabini says that Dumbledore asked Peeves to lock us in here," said Draco.
Pansy looked enraged when she heard that. "He asked that stupid poltergeist to get us locked in this - this - " Pansy struggled to find a suitable word to describe the classroom but since her vocabulary seemed to be rather limited she just said, "-place?"
Blaise raised a brow and looked at Pansy. "Honestly Pansy, you should try to read the dictionary more often if you're going to keep up like that," He said.
Pansy scowled at him looking even more like a pug dog. "I want out of this awful place," She whined. "I hate it here and I hate being stuck with the mudblood and her friends!" She turned to Goyle. "Isn't that right Gregory?" She asked.
Draco gave a rather rude snort. "You're calling him Gregory now?" He asked.
"Why not?" asked Pansy looking quite offended. "He's nice enough to let me call him that," She glanced at Goyle who was at her side. The rather large Slytherin grinned stupidly and to Hermione, she found him much better looking if he didn't do that at all.
"Are you going to call him pet names too?" asked Draco rather innocently and sounding rather unnaturally sweet. Pansy opened her mouth to argue but Blaise cut her off impatiently.
"We should be talking about much more important matters right now," said Blaise.
"Zabini's right. We should," Draco agreed. "All in favour of talking about how much of a nutter Dumbledore is for allowing Peeves to shut us up in here?"
Draco and Pansy's arms went up. Goyle seeing that their arms were up, raised his pudgy arm as well though more slowly.
"Well it does seem fun to groan on about how mad the headmaster has become but I'm sure we'd all like to get out first," said Blaise pointedly.
"First things first Zabini. How did you know about this in the first place?" demanded Draco. Everybody looked at Blaise for an answer.
"Oh I heard him telling Madam Pomfrey about it while I was in the Hospital Wing," replied Blaise.
There was some silence for almost a minute.
"You heard him talk about it?" asked Draco, his voice dangerously low.
"That's right,"
"And you didn't tell us about it?"
"Er yeah, well actually-" Blaise didn't get to finish. That was because, by then, Draco had lunged at him, toppling over a desk and chair and the both of them rolled all over the floor almost crashing into Ron, Seamus and Lavender.
- This fic's definitely going to be a Draco/Hermione fic but I might have Blaise/Hermione or even a love triangle as well.
- Um, no, Ron and Hermione are not dating each other in this fic and yeah, in this fic, he's just being overprotective.
- And, oh yeah, Harry could've used the Marauder's Map to find them but the truth is ... I actually forgot about the map. Haha, I'm pretty sheepish right about now but yeah, I'll add the map in one of the future chapters. Also, thanks to Spaced Out Space Cadet who reminded me of the map. Thanks =) As for now, enjoy this chapter.
Draco's eyes shot wide open as he heard that and he found Blaise to be right. The girl was coming towards them and she certainly did not seem happy. She must've left her friend in the middle of her conversation because she didn't seem pleased that Hermione had left her all of a sudden. Perhaps they had stared at Hermione a little too much...
Draco groaned a little. He didn't want to talk to the mudblood. Not now. Not at this time. He glared at Blaise.
"This is all your fault Zabini!" He hissed.
Blaise opened his mouth to protest but was cut off by Hermione who said angrily, "You better stop it,"
Draco pretended to look innocent. "Stop what Granger?" He asked calmly. Hermione narrowed her brown eyes at him.
"Stop staring at me - the both of you! I caught you doing it and I know you're up to something," said Hermione looking at the both of them suspiciously.
Blaise tsked tsked and shook his head rather sadly. "It's rather sad that you Gryffindors still don't trust us even when the war's over," He said.
"Nobody trusts you Slytherins," said Hermione rather coolly looking at him right in the eye. Draco shot her a dirty look and looked at Blaise. To his surprise, Blaise seemed neither angry nor offended by what the girl had just told him. In fact, he did the last thing Draco ever would've done if he were to be insulted.
Blaise smiled.
And it wasn't a cold or bitter smile. It was one of those friendly ones that warm you up rather immediately. Draco couldn't help but feel disgusted. He wasn't at all a Slytherin. The Sorting Hat must've gone mad when it sorted Blaise Zabini into Slytherin.
Hermione must've found it surprising that a Slytherin was smiling at her instead of glaring or sneering at her like most Slytherins usually do because her glare disappeared and her features softened a little.
"Oh well, I suppose nobody trusts us alot especially after the war but most of them don't really know the real us," said Blaise.
Hermione raised a brow. "The real us?" She repeated, confused. She glanced at Draco wondering if the boy had gone mad.
"We aren't as bad as you think-" started Blaise.
"Yes we are!" cut in Draco. Trust Blaise to go and ruin everything.
"We're just like you and everyone else - only we tend to be a bit rebellious," said Blaise, ignoring Draco.
Draco immediately stood to his feet. "You must excuse this poor fellow over here Granger," He said. "He's had too much pumpkin juice to drink this evening,"
Blaise folded his arms. "Really? Think I'm a nut don't you?" He asked.
"That's right Zabini. You are mad," declared Draco before Hermione could even open her mouth to reply.
"Well I'm not the loony one who trapped us all in here," said Blaise.
"What are you talking about?" asked Hermione curiously.
Blaise looked smug. "You mean you didn't hear?" He asked curiously. He had Draco looking at him curiously now.
"Hear what?" demanded Draco, his grey eyes narrowed at Blaise.
"Hear Dumbledore telling Peeves to shut us all in here personally,"
Harry and Ginny both peeked out from under the cloak. The corridors and hallways were dark and silent and only dimly lit under the candlelight. Harry was completely used to it given the fact that he had gone out after dark several times. For Ginny however, it was a different thing. She had never expected the place to be so silent and rather eerie.
Harry held out his lit wand and Ginny did the same. The two of them moved slowly and rather uncertainly searching for Ron and Hermione and at the same time, keeping their eye out for Filch or that equally annoying cat of his. They had been searching for probably over an hour now and no sign of the two of them.
Suddenly they heard a strange giggle around the corner and froze. Harry made sure that the both of them were covered properly and then peered around a corner. He found Peeves the poltergeist floating in the air seeming very happy about something.
"Professor's off his roc-ker!" sang Peeves rather off-key. "Out of his mi-ind!" Peeves then whizzed past several suits of armour nearby and then knocking them down one by one causing quite a racket.
"PEEVES!" yelled an all too familiar voice. Harry felt his stomach clench. He watched nervously and sure enough Filch appeared along the corridor along with his cat Mrs. Norris.
"Come on," whispered Harry and they both carefully avoided Filch and Mrs. Norris as they made their way past them and down to the second floor, past an empty corridor where they found themselves in front of a stone gargoyle.
"What are we doing here?" whispered Ginny even though there was no one in sight except for the two of them.
"If I can't find Ron and Hermione, then maybe Professor Dumbledore can," replied Harry, his eyes on the stone gargoyle. He frowned. "If only I know the password....,"
"Well it shouldn't be hard-" started Ginny but stopped when she heard a voice behind her saying, "What was that?"
Ginny and Harry exchanged terrified looks. They knew who that voice belonged to. And they also knew that they were about to be found out and punished!
"What is it Severus?" asked another familiar voice. The person sounded rather irritated.
"I swore I heard a student," said Snape looking suspiciously around him as he and Professor Mcgonagall made their way to the stone gargoyle. For a moment, his eyes seemed to be looking in Harry and Ginny's direction as he passed them but then his eyes wandered away.
"Severus, this is no time for any of your jokes right now," said Professor Mcgonagall rather impatiently.
"I almost do feel as if this is a joke," grumbled Snape as he glared at the stone gargoyle.
Harry frowned. What were Snape and Mcgonagall doing here at this time? Harry looked at Ginny and somehow in the darkness he could make out her confused expression.
"Well we can't be waiting out here any longer," said Professor Mcgonagall in the same impatient tone. She glanced up at the stone gargoyle.
"Peanut Spider," She said and immediately the gargoyle came to life and leapt to one side as wall behind it moved to reveal a stone staircase that was moving upwards continuously. She went in. Snape looked around him as if to make sure that no one was following him.
"Hurry up Severus!" said Professor Mcgonagall and Snape went in as well. Harry and Ginny followed him silently but not close by him afraid that they would touch him.
"Why the bloody hell would he shut us in here?" asked Draco angrily. Hermione couldn't help but wince a little as he said that as if he had just said the word 'Voldemort' but Draco barely noticed her. Instead he looked at Blaise who stood calmly before them.
"Who would shut us in here?" asked Pansy who had overheard part of their conversation. She suddenly looked at Hermione as if only noticing her. "What are you doing here mudblood? Aren't you supposed to be on the other side?" She sneered. Hermione only chose to ignore her.
"Zabini says that Dumbledore asked Peeves to lock us in here," said Draco.
Pansy looked enraged when she heard that. "He asked that stupid poltergeist to get us locked in this - this - " Pansy struggled to find a suitable word to describe the classroom but since her vocabulary seemed to be rather limited she just said, "-place?"
Blaise raised a brow and looked at Pansy. "Honestly Pansy, you should try to read the dictionary more often if you're going to keep up like that," He said.
Pansy scowled at him looking even more like a pug dog. "I want out of this awful place," She whined. "I hate it here and I hate being stuck with the mudblood and her friends!" She turned to Goyle. "Isn't that right Gregory?" She asked.
Draco gave a rather rude snort. "You're calling him Gregory now?" He asked.
"Why not?" asked Pansy looking quite offended. "He's nice enough to let me call him that," She glanced at Goyle who was at her side. The rather large Slytherin grinned stupidly and to Hermione, she found him much better looking if he didn't do that at all.
"Are you going to call him pet names too?" asked Draco rather innocently and sounding rather unnaturally sweet. Pansy opened her mouth to argue but Blaise cut her off impatiently.
"We should be talking about much more important matters right now," said Blaise.
"Zabini's right. We should," Draco agreed. "All in favour of talking about how much of a nutter Dumbledore is for allowing Peeves to shut us up in here?"
Draco and Pansy's arms went up. Goyle seeing that their arms were up, raised his pudgy arm as well though more slowly.
"Well it does seem fun to groan on about how mad the headmaster has become but I'm sure we'd all like to get out first," said Blaise pointedly.
"First things first Zabini. How did you know about this in the first place?" demanded Draco. Everybody looked at Blaise for an answer.
"Oh I heard him telling Madam Pomfrey about it while I was in the Hospital Wing," replied Blaise.
There was some silence for almost a minute.
"You heard him talk about it?" asked Draco, his voice dangerously low.
"That's right,"
"And you didn't tell us about it?"
"Er yeah, well actually-" Blaise didn't get to finish. That was because, by then, Draco had lunged at him, toppling over a desk and chair and the both of them rolled all over the floor almost crashing into Ron, Seamus and Lavender.