Chapter 11: What Has the World Come To?!

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"Mudblood!" Draco yelled from upstairs. "Get your ass up here! Just in case you have forgotten, we still have a potions project to do!"

"How about YOU get off YOUR fat ass and get down HERE?" Hermione yelled back.

"No! I have all my stuff set up! YOU can get YOUR stuff and come up HERE!"

"You know, Draco," Hermione yelled, taking out her wand, "it's easy to pick up your stuff and move them down HERE! So get off your LAZY ASS and get down here NOW!"

"Hmmm..." she thought out loud, "what was that spell again? Hmmm...oh yeah! Altmar Zanzibar!" She pointed her wand to the direction of Malfoy's room and flicked her wrist in the proper manner.

"GRANGER!" Malfoy yelled as he came flying down the stairs.

"Oh, hi, Malfoy!" Hermione said in a sarcastic, cheerful voice. "How nice for you to join me! Oh, did you forget your things, Malfoy? I wish I could help, but I'm afraid I can't."

With that, Hermione walked over to the cabinet and took out supplies for the All-Star potion, laying them out on the desk. She sat down and started to put things together.

"If you want a grade," Hermione said after a moment of silence, "I suggest you get over here."

"What potion are we doing again, Mud...." Draco hesitated.

"What was that, Malfoy?"

"I asked what potion we're making."

"I heard the question, Ferret, but what was that last part? And don't say it was 'Granger.'"

"Well, I DID say 'Granger'!"

After a few minutes of constant fighting, they managed to get their potion done. Now they had to test it, and who better for the job then Draco Malfoy? He drank the potion and waited for it to kick in.

"Uh, Granger?" Draco asked. "How are we supposed to know if it worked?"

Hermione looked around the room and saw nothing that would show her if they brewed the potion correctly.

"I'll be right back," Hermione said as she ran up the stairs.

"Hurry up, Granger! We have a time limit before this stuff wears off!"

"Hold your bloody horses! I'm coming down the stairs right now!" As she descended the staircase, she held something behind her back.

"Uh, Granger? What do you have behind you?"

"Hey Draco," Hermione said as she slowly moved her hand out from behind her. "Go long!" She brought a soccer ball (aka football in America) into view. Draco just started running backwards before Hermione threw the ball and he caught it.

"What the..." Draco started to say, but he was cut off by Hermione.

"Hey, Malfoy! First one to run all the way around the castle wins!" Right after Hermione said that, Draco's body got in the running position, and she walked next to him and got in her own stance.

"On your markget setGO!" Draco took off running, but Hermione, who never intended to run, just stood up and waved as Malfoy ran out of the room. She walked over to the window to watch and wait. Draco would be running by on the trail right there any moment now. She watched, and about three minutes later, she saw Malfoy still running. She started to laugh when she heard something behind her. Slowly, she turned around and came face-to-face with the REAL Malfoy.

"How could you be there? I just saw you..." Hermione, surprisingly, was more confused than ever.

"So I take it that I have stunned the once brilliant Hermione Granger!"

"ONCE brilliant?"

"Well, yeah!" Malfoy snickered. "I thought I'd never see the day when a simple spell would confuse YOU!"

"What spell?" she asked, somehow being completely clueless.

"Oh, Granger. Tisk tisk! How could you NOT remember the spell we learned in Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"What day did we learn THAT?"

"Why, the 1st of December, if I recall correctly."

"Let's seethat was the day..." Hermione stopped in mid-sentence, a look of hurt on her face.

"Her... I mean, Mudblood, what happened on that day?" Draco took a quick breath.

"That was the day Harry and Ron... forget it! You probably don't even care!"

I care! Draco's thoughts were yelling in his head. I really care, Hermione! Can't you see that? I still care for you! Why can't you see that I lov-no-I mean... I care for you!

"You're right," the words came out of his mouth instead. "I don't care what Scar-head and Weasel did to you."

"How could you NOT care, Malfoy?" Hermione cried. "How? I just can't see how anyone couldn't care when someone gets hurt! Especially when, at the time, they where dating!"

"You must have been dreaming, Granger. I would never go out with a Mudblood."

Hermione blinked back tears. "You're right, just as I would never go out with a stuck-up jerk who can't even make up his own fucking mind about what he likes and dislikes!" And with that, she stormed off to her room.

And somewhere far, far away, Lucius Malfoy smiled.

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