Mismatched Love
Chapter 6: Cupid's Arrow
(A/N: Sorry for not updating sooner, I was kinda was torn in between two ideas for the story and somehow I'm still stuck but I'll just go with the flow and hopefully it'll hit me soon.
Anyways, thanks to all those who reviewed, you have really helped to make my day!! To those who have read the fic, thanks for reading it, but leave a review man!! It doesn't take a lot, just type in a few words and then press enter!! Ok?)
Hermione squinted her eyes and looked around. She was in an unfamiliar room, blinking a few times she looked down and saw that she was lying on a four-poster bed in the center of the room. "Where am I?" Hermione thought as she sleepily rubbed her eyes.
Just as she got out from the bed, the memory of the earlier night's events hit her. The recollections in bed, the early morning stroll, escape from Filch and finally, crying on… his shoulder.
Hermione's eyes grew wide as the fact finally dawned upon her. She had just seeked solace from her enemy!! "Damn!" She cursed as she thought about it. How could she have not realised it??
"What the hell was I thinking!!!" Hermione screamed, "I am such a bloody idiot!!"
Hermione groaned and deciding to stop driving herself mad with the memory of recent events, she stood up and just as she was thinking about the time, a clock suddenly appeared on the wall in front of her.
Hermione slightly amused, walked closer to inspect it and she that clock was like the one she had at home.
Instead of the usual Roman numerals that adorned the clocks, this one had pictures around it and at home it would serve as her organiser, right now the hand of the clock was pointing at a picture of a bubbling cauldron.
Hermione stared at the cauldron for a while and suddenly it hit her, today was Thursday and that meant first period Potions!!
Hermione let out a little shriek and rushed out of the room and frantically ran down the stairs, ignoring the curious stares she received from the onlooking students.
Hermione ran into the girl's dorm and picking her books and ran off towards Snape's class. Luckily she didn't have much to run, having a dorm in the dungeons had its perks.
b (A/N: Why she just didn't summon her books, I don't know. Maybe too frantic I guess, she does have a knack for going late to class huh?) /b
Hermione smoothed out her hair and straightening her robes a bit, walked into the classroom as if nothing had happened. She scanned the classroom quickly and reluctantly took a seat beside Pansy.
"Miss Granger, so good of you to join us at last. However you are at the wrong seat." Snape said as he wrote something on the board.
Hermione looked around and saw that everyone were sitting with their partners. Hermione cursed as she dragged herself to sit next to Draco.
"Morning, hope you slept well." Draco said casually as she sat next to him.
"I don't know what the hell you're talking but look here, Malfoy. I hate you and just because you managed to..." At this point Hermione looked slightly sick but seeing Draco's amused smirk as he watched her she continued, "help me, doesn't mean I'm indebted to you and don't expect me to just fall into your arms." Hermione said as she glared at him.
"Hey, whatever floats your boat. I didn't say that you owe me anything but if you want to cry on my shoulder again then you're welcome to anytime." Draco said and went back to his note-taking.
Hermione glared at him again, why of all people did she have to be partnered with this idiot? She cursed under her breath and saw Draco smirking, she was about to question him when suddenly Snape addressed the class.
"You have another week to hand in your project. I don't expect much from you lot. How most of you managed to advance into my class is a mystery…"
Before Snape could finish, the doors of the classroom flew open and the rest of the class turn to look at the two latecomers.
"Mr Potter, so glad that you could take time of your busy celebrity schedule to join the class, you to Mr Weasley." Snape said icily as he glared at the two.
"However, I will not tolerate of such behaviour. Ten points each from Gryffindor and you will have detention for a week. See me in the Trophy Room at midnight tonight." Snape added calmly, although Hermione thought he sounded slightly delighted.
Draco saw the smirk on Hermione's face as she, along with the rest of the class heard Harry and Ron's punishment. He hated it! The unfairness of it all!
However, he knew better than to argue back knowing that it would only cause the house to lose more points. Biting his tongue hard to remain silent, he took a deep breath and resumed his diligent note-taking.
Hermione grinned when she heard the punishment. Luckily her father was good friends with Snape. What idiots, most probably late because they were too stupid to find their way. She looked up at the board and yawned.
Snape was talking about certain ingredients that could help to increase the strength of any potion it was added to. Hermione was bored. Flutesnoot, had covered that chapter already.
Hermione stifled another yawn when suddenly, she thought she saw something or someone winking at her from her right. She looked to her right, no it wasn't Draco he was too busy copying, then she looked to the right of Draco and saw Lavender and sitting next to her was… Blaise Zabini!
Hermione was surprised that he would pay any attention to her. She looked at him. He was cute alright with his emerald green eyes and his long brown hair tied back into a sleek ponytail. Being seeker for the Slytherin Quidditch team had certainly helped, Hermione thought looking at his arm muscles.
Zabini catching Hermione looking at him, smiled a slow smile and winked at her.
Hermione felt herself blushing and quickly turned away. She purposely looked away from Zabini throughout the whole lesson for fear of catching his eye again. When she saw him winking at her, she felt herself melting right into the floor, her heart was thumping wildly in her chest and her cheeks burning. She sighed and smiled to herself as she stared at the blackboard distractedly.
Draco turned and looked at Hermione, she was very flushed and she seemed to be stuck in dumb daze. He looked at her again, this time she was sighing and Draco deciding against sending her to Madam Pomfrey shook his head and turned back to his notes. "Can't afford to slack, NEWTS are coming soon."
(A/N: Sorry I took so long to put this chappie up, was kinda busy helping my sis with her project. Anyways, thanks again to those who reviewed and to those who have read this fic, but PLEASE just review!! Leave a review, it'll only take a few seconds!!)