Chapter 4 – Confrontation with a… Death Eater?
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Last Chapter - "What am I, Granger?" Draco repeated, raising his voice and unable to keep the curiousity out of his tone. She stared at him disbelievingly, her bottom lip trembling and her whole body shaking. What she said next was almost inaudible, missed by Pansy and only just caught by Draco.
"Everything your father ever wanted," she said in a menacing whisper, her eyes narrowed and cold. Then she ran. She scooped up her books, shakily got up off the ground, and ran back towards the castle.
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"Just because you fainted, Miss Granger, does not allow you to leave your detention and tasks quite incomplete. I am setting another detention, tonight, same time, same place, same supervisor. Don't be late."
A/N – PLEASE read the authors note at the bottom! It's very important for this chapter!!
Hermione sat across from Snape at his desk, mouth agape, staring at him in utter disbelief.
Hermione felt like saying, I fainted for Merlin's sake! It's not like I did it intentionally you stupid, greasy GIT!!
But instead she exclaimed, "What?!"
Snape's eyes narrowed. "Don't use that tone with me, Granger. You will sit the detention again, and you will not leave my office until it is done, irrespective of the state you are in."
Hermione glared at him. "Can't I just use magic?! You'll still get your clean office!!"
"Oh but Granger... then I wouldn't get the pleasure of seeing you suffer. Or at least hearing of it. I'm sure Mr Malfoy will be happy to inform me of your discomfort," Snape sneered, grinning madly.
"So again I'll get stuck with Malfoy..." Hermione muttered quietly under her breath. Then, a little louder she queried, "And where will you be, Sir."
Snape sat up stiffly. "That's none of your business, Granger," he barked. "Now get out of my office!"
Hermione gladly stood up and left. She didn't want to spend a second more in there than what she had to. It appeared that she would be in there a long time tonight. As soon as she had slammed the door behind her and began walking off in a huff up the corridor, she sighed in frustration.
"It's just my luck!" Hermione exclaimed irritably as she turned the corner and ran straight into someone.
"Oh God, I am so sorr...." Hermione trailed off as her eyes had landed on the face of the person she had run into. Penetrating grey eyes, platinum blonde hair... Draco Malfoy.
"Granger, I know I'm quite irresistible, but could you please refrain from throwing yourself at me?"
"Don't flatter yourself, Malfoy. No one who knew you would throw themselves at you, and others who didn't would only do it if you kept your mouth shut."
"Are you complimenting my looks, Granger?"
"You would have to be good-looking, Malfoy. It compensates for all your other horrible attributes."
"Well, well, well. I see I have a secret admirer," Draco exclaimed with a smirk, ignoring the last bit.
"Careful, Malfoy. If your ego gets any bigger it may explode," Hermione warned him. She made a move to walk away but Draco grabbed her arm and guided her back to where she was.
"What are you-"
"I actually came down her for a reason, Granger, not just for a nice little stroll." Hermione stared coldly at him, not saying a word. Draco's face was serious now, and Hermione could tell that he was no longer playing around.
"What the hell was wrong with you earlier today?" Draco asked, creases forming in his brow as he spoke. "You went crazy... mental! I thought you were going to-"
"I know what you are, Malfoy!" Hermione burst out.
"So you keep telling me." Draco rolled his eyes at her. "Back to this again, are we?" Draco paused, waiting for her to answer. When she didn't, he sighed. "Alright Granger, let's play your little game... What am I?" Draco asked in mock curiousity. Hermione glared at him.
"I already told you, Malfoy. And if you're too stupid to remember..." Hermione began to walk by him again but Draco grabbed her more forcefully than the last time and threw her back against the wall. Hermione cringed in pain, feeling a particularly sharp stone dig into her back. Still she looked up at him defiantly, trying to forget the fact that the boy in front of her was a Death Eater. In her mind, she was absolutely petrified.
I bet he's hurt people before without thinking twice. Muggles. Mudblood, like me.
Fear had obviously flashed across her features because Draco laughed.
"Afraid, Mudblood?" Draco smirked teasingly, moving in too close for Hermione to be comfortable. She slapped him angrily across the face and he took a step back, allowing her to get out from against the wall.
"Get away from me, Death Eater," Hermione spat, venom dripping from each one of her words. A few very short, quick emotions passed across Draco's face. Shock, anger and.... calm?
Hermione's jaw almost dropped open in surprise. How could anyone be that calm when someone had just found out something so horrible about them? Draco clapped his hands together a few times.
"Congratulations Granger, I applaud you," Draco smirked whilst still clapping. Hermione stayed silent. She didn't like that smirk on his face one bit.
A/N – Sorry to cut this chapter so short, but I've had two ideas for what happens after this part, so I thought it would be good to ask you for what you want to see in this story.
Would you prefer to see:
Draco's darker side… (as a Death Eater)
OR
Have Hermione's vision be wrong (so Draco's not a Death Eater)
They are the two ideas I've had for after this section, so please review me and tell me what you want to see!!! Or if you have anymore ideas please review me and tell me what you would prefer to see happen.
Thanks!
Marauders Gal